Yosuke stood at the bottom of the tree, hands on his knees. It was an average day in Kumogakure, the temperatures were a little higher than usual, hitting the mid 30s. The pink hair on the back of his head was tied up and there were two drooping bangs hanging opposite of each other on his forehead in effeminate fashion. Sweat dripped from his bangs and onto the icy tipped grass. He attempted to catch his breath the best he could after what was, or at least felt, like hours of intense training.
Since his training session with Shieo Sensei and Shizuka, he realized that maybe the work he was putting in wasn’t quite good enough. Something as simple as ‘wall-walking’, was challenging unless his own well being was at risk and the adrenaline kicked in. He wouldn’t allow himself to be that pitiful again, as a future shinobi of the village hidden in the clouds, he simply couldn’t allow it. Since then, he would wake up every morning before the academy and go for a run in the woods, then after school when he wasn’t sore and unable to go on, he would train in his homemade ‘training site’.
It was a little area in the woods, isolated from any paths that were often used by citizens or other ninjas, and created little obstacles. He drew ‘X’ marks on many different trees in different locations, created a man made out of logs, and used a tree with incredibly strong bark to test his Ninjutsu. With the ‘X’ marks, he would throw ten kunais at each every day, both whilst standing still and moving. He would practice his Ninjutsu intensely, rehearsing the seal over and over. He blew fire into the bark until his mouth grew sore and his hands ached. He did the Thermal Maw jutsu he learned in class so much that he swore he perfected it. Or at least it was much better than the pathetic excuse of a jutsu he did when he was first taught it, not that he was paying much attention anyways.
Then came the hand-to-hand taijutsu that he did with great fervor. He would use the log man to practice his kicks and punches. The bark of the wood was full of indents, and splinters from being battered over and over. He would follow up the barrage of attacks with pushups and situps. Afterwards he would cover the log man in foliage, hide any sign of his being there from the average eye, and would finish his training with jogs and sprinting. This was the Shimamura regime he followed ever since that day.
His Uncle hasn’t suspected a thing, he always thought he was hanging out with friends-or at least the few friends he had. Luckily for him, his Uncle never noticed the bruises on his legs and his hands were always wrapped up so there was nothing to worry about there. Since the day of the training, he’s been practicing here for about three weeks and hasn’t been caught once. Well, yet.
He recomposed himself and stood back up, facing the tree that was charred by the amount of times he abused it. He performed the seal again, Serpent, horse, tiger, monkey, and boar. His chakra infused breath converted into flames and struck the tree, sizzling it further. Then he began breathing heavily again, hands back on his knees.
Again…
Serpent, horse, tiger, monkey, and boar.
More flames.
Again…
Then he did it again, and then once more. Not realizing just how much noise he may be making during a silent day in the forest.
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Since his training session with Shieo Sensei and Shizuka, he realized that maybe the work he was putting in wasn’t quite good enough. Something as simple as ‘wall-walking’, was challenging unless his own well being was at risk and the adrenaline kicked in. He wouldn’t allow himself to be that pitiful again, as a future shinobi of the village hidden in the clouds, he simply couldn’t allow it. Since then, he would wake up every morning before the academy and go for a run in the woods, then after school when he wasn’t sore and unable to go on, he would train in his homemade ‘training site’.
It was a little area in the woods, isolated from any paths that were often used by citizens or other ninjas, and created little obstacles. He drew ‘X’ marks on many different trees in different locations, created a man made out of logs, and used a tree with incredibly strong bark to test his Ninjutsu. With the ‘X’ marks, he would throw ten kunais at each every day, both whilst standing still and moving. He would practice his Ninjutsu intensely, rehearsing the seal over and over. He blew fire into the bark until his mouth grew sore and his hands ached. He did the Thermal Maw jutsu he learned in class so much that he swore he perfected it. Or at least it was much better than the pathetic excuse of a jutsu he did when he was first taught it, not that he was paying much attention anyways.
Then came the hand-to-hand taijutsu that he did with great fervor. He would use the log man to practice his kicks and punches. The bark of the wood was full of indents, and splinters from being battered over and over. He would follow up the barrage of attacks with pushups and situps. Afterwards he would cover the log man in foliage, hide any sign of his being there from the average eye, and would finish his training with jogs and sprinting. This was the Shimamura regime he followed ever since that day.
His Uncle hasn’t suspected a thing, he always thought he was hanging out with friends-or at least the few friends he had. Luckily for him, his Uncle never noticed the bruises on his legs and his hands were always wrapped up so there was nothing to worry about there. Since the day of the training, he’s been practicing here for about three weeks and hasn’t been caught once. Well, yet.
He recomposed himself and stood back up, facing the tree that was charred by the amount of times he abused it. He performed the seal again, Serpent, horse, tiger, monkey, and boar. His chakra infused breath converted into flames and struck the tree, sizzling it further. Then he began breathing heavily again, hands back on his knees.
Again…
Serpent, horse, tiger, monkey, and boar.
More flames.
Again…
Then he did it again, and then once more. Not realizing just how much noise he may be making during a silent day in the forest.
[WC=604]