Tuna2

A teenage boy, no more than fifteen years of age, walked into the waiting room. He wore a white shirt with a black skull on the front and a pair of black jeans. His expression seemed to be stuck in a constant frown and attached to his back was a small pack that seemed to move from time to time. Although each of these characterisitcs seemed out of the norm for a fighter, the most peculiar trait he carried on his appearance was his bright orange hair, somewhat of an 'unlucky' feature he had carried all his life.

As he walked up to the front desk, the man eyed him wearily before putting his pen to the paper. "Name?" He questioned, an expression of boredom on his face.

"Kurosaki Ichigo."

OOC: Sure are alot of Claymore/Naruto fans out there. Anyways, Ichigo from Bleach.