The five Elements

[Chigokai Yuna]

Yuna found herself in Aurora Eruditio. It has been... She honestly doesn't remember the last time that she was here. It's probably been since when she first started out on her own ninja career. She knows very well that the future of Kumogakure is held within the newer generation, something that she tends to forget every now and then considering her job.

Her job? Being the Cloud's Anbu Sennin. So of course she is usually either behind a pile of reports or depending on the point of view, almost desensitized to the way things are. But nevertheless, even with that said, Yuna has found time to instruct the newer generation of Cloud ninja. Normally, she would do so as more of a job, since she feels like that, she's picking up the slack of the other two Sennin, or rather lack thereof. But to not have any Chunin or Jounin available makes her let out a big sigh.

But enough of the doom and gloom, she figured that today she will go out as Yuna, rather than her Sennin name, Abbyss. To do so is to give a more friendly face for the newer generation to see. And whilst that she does want more people in her branch, she does the importance of the other two branches needing more personnel. But only time will tell if these bright new kids will choose which branch that they want. Since she was out here as Yuna and not Abbyss, she wore her usual attire that made her out to look more like a soldier than anything. She wore armor but was still able to move around more freely than what most people would think. She also wore a series of red and black clothing, her type of style. She has purple hair that goes down to the small of her back with a red-ish tint to it. Her eyes, while can be mistaken as an Uchiha's at first glance from inexperienced people, was actually more red than anyone could possibly ever imagine.

Yuna would stand in the front of the classroom, leaned against the teacher's desk with the chalk board behind her that introduced her as Chigokai Yuna, Jounin. Along with that, there was a diagram that shown the five main elements. Despite her being the Sennin of the Anbu Branch, she can show a genuine smile that can bring comfort to nearly anyone she meets.

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[Tsuchimikado Shizue]

Shizue Tsuchimikado entered Aurora Eruditio with her usual cautious gait, each step deliberate, measured. Her multicolored iridescent eyes flickered with an assessing glint, scanning the corridors as she crossed the threshold. The academy’s towering structure loomed above her, an edifice of knowledge and rigor, its grand design an echo of its purpose. The polished floors reflected the glow of lanterns lining the halls, their soft illumination blending seamlessly with the natural light filtering through the tall, symmetrical windows. It had been years since she had last set foot here, but the place remained much the same—stoic, imposing, and imbued with the weight of countless aspirations.

Dressed in business casual attire, Shizue presented a picture of poise and professionalism. A tailored white blouse, crisp and form-fitting, was tucked neatly into a knee-length slate-gray pencil skirt, accentuating her lithe frame. A deep violet blazer completed the ensemble, its structured shoulders lending her a quiet authority that balanced her natural delicacy. Her long, silken black hair cascaded freely down her back, the loose strands subtly shifting with her movements. She had chosen this attire deliberately; it was a calculated blend of formality and comfort, appropriate for an academic setting yet refined enough to demand a certain level of respect. The modest heels she wore clicked softly against the floor, the rhythmic sound barely noticeable beneath the ambient murmur of students and instructors engaged in hushed conversations.

The air carried a distinct blend of scents—aged parchment, freshly ground ink, and the faintest traces of sweat from nervous students laboring over scrolls and formulas. It was a familiar cocktail, one that stirred up memories she had thought long buried. Once upon a time, she had walked these very halls, driven by ambition yet weighed down by an ever-growing sense of inadequacy. Aurora Eruditio had been a crucible, a place where the promising were forged into the elite and the stagnant were left behind. She had feared that she would fall into the latter category, and for years, it had seemed as though she had.

Today, however, was different. Today, she wasn’t here as a struggling student. Today, she would prove she still had something to offer.

Shifting the weight of her satchel, she adjusted the strap over her shoulder, feeling the familiar heft of her medical supplies nestled inside. The leather bag was well-worn but meticulously maintained, a testament to both its frequent use and her meticulous nature. Within it lay an array of tools—bandages, antiseptics, scalpels, chakra-infused needles, and handwritten notes on advanced medical techniques. They were extensions of her skill, her arsenal in a battlefield where knowledge was the most powerful weapon.

As she made her way down the hallway, she passed by clusters of students—some engaged in quiet study, others huddled together in animated discussion. Their eyes flitted toward her briefly before returning to their respective tasks, uninterested in the presence of a seemingly ordinary visitor. Shizue, however, took note of everything. She observed the nervous energy in the younger students, their fingers tapping anxiously against their desks as they memorized complex jutsu theories. The older ones carried themselves with more confidence, but even among them, there was an underlying tension, the unspoken pressure to excel ever-present in their postures.

A passing instructor cast a curious glance her way but did not stop her. She was no longer a student, no longer bound by the expectations and rigid hierarchies of the academy. Yet, despite the distance time had created, a phantom of her younger self lingered in the back of her mind—a girl who had once walked these halls with dreams of mastering medical ninjutsu, only to be crushed by the weight of her own inadequacies. That girl had struggled, hesitated, and ultimately faded into the background of more promising prodigies.

But she wasn’t that girl anymore.

Pausing at a grand set of doors leading to one of the academy’s many lecture halls, she inhaled deeply, steadying herself. She had come here to reclaim something—not just knowledge, but purpose. The burden of stagnation had weighed on her for too long, and though she had no illusions of instant mastery, this was the first step toward a different future. A future where she was no longer the girl left behind, but the woman forging her own path.

Squaring her shoulders, Shizue pushed open the doors and stepped inside.

Pausing momentarily outside the designated classroom, she took a steadying breath before stepping inside. The room was spacious, its high ceiling allowing for ample ventilation, while rows of desks were arranged in a disciplined formation facing a large chalkboard. The scent of chalk dust mingled with the ink-stained pages of textbooks resting upon the wooden surfaces. At the front of the room, an intricate diagram of the five elemental affinities had been drawn on the board, the careful strokes of kanji labeling each fundamental force—Fire, Water, Earth, Wind, and Lightning.

Elemental affinities was the subject of the day. A foundational lesson, yet one imbued with profound significance, Shizue wondered what kind of a teacher would be teaching these to Genin with at least a basic knowledge of the elements.

Shizue quietly made her way to the back of the room, selecting a seat near the periphery. It wasn’t that she feared the material—no, she had long since accepted her weaknesses. Rather, she preferred to observe first, to gauge the nuances of the lesson and the instructor’s approach before engaging.

Her gaze lingered on the diagram, a small crease forming between her brows.

Chakra nature had never been her forte. While other students had eagerly discovered their affinities, wielding their elemental prowess like second skins, she had struggled to manifest even the simplest of elemental techniques. Fire would not ignite at her command, water would not bend to her will, lightning would not spark at her fingertips. The realization had been a quiet, gnawing humiliation, compounded by the whispers of peers and the ever-present shadow of her father’s expectations.

Her father.

A man of wealth and influence, but not of patience or warmth. He had once believed she would never amount to anything, and that doubt had been a relentless specter in the back of her mind, an insidious voice whispering that she was merely proving him right with each failure.

Shizue’s fingers curled slightly against the wooden surface of her desk before she forced herself to relax. That was then. Now, she had a different path. One not defined by elemental mastery, but by something else entirely.

A sudden shift in the atmosphere drew her attention to the front of the room as the instructor entered.

Chigokai, Yuna.

Shizue had heard of her before—an experienced Jounin of great renown, a woman whose name carried weight both in the field and in academic circles. She was striking, with the kind of presence that commanded attention without effort. Her crimson hair framed a face of refined sharpness, an undeniable intensity lurking beneath her poised exterior. The subtle yet unmistakable scent of iron clung to her, a telltale sign of her bloodline. The Chigokai were known for their mastery over blood itself, a clan both respected and feared for their unique talents.

Shizue’s eyes narrowed slightly as she observed the instructor. There was something in Yuna’s stance, the way she carried herself with quiet assurance, that suggested she was not one to tolerate mediocrity. This was a woman who had walked through fire and emerged stronger for it, someone who would not waste time on sentimentality or weakness. Steel sharpens steel, Shizue thought, and so she hoped that Yuna’s steel would sharpen hers. She knew all about the basic elements, so she wondered what kind of a class this would be. She also, too, wondered what other Genin would be coming into the classroom, and who would be taking this class.


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[Hyuuga Himeko]

Himeko Hyuga​

It was always brighter in Himeko's room than was expected. Perhaps it was that all her windows were thrown up, facilitating the traffic of birds and the abundance of animals that Himeko took under her care and trained and pampered happily. How she had amassed such a collection of birds, cats, and dogs was beyond the staff, but she maintained her room well enough that it was not a bother, and the animals seemed to depart to do their daily things around the same time she did.

It was a daily ritual, a seamless ebb and flow of creatures in and out of her chamber as though the entire world had agreed to her unspoken schedule. In the mornings, birds fluttered through the windows, chirping their greetings before flying off aain, their tiny claws never so much as scratchin the furniture. The cats stretched lazily, weaving around her feet as she dressed, while the dogs sat patiently by the door, awaiting their ladys departure. It was an unspoken understanding between them: they would remain out of sight and out of the way when necessary, but when she was alone, this room was theirs as much as it was hers.

Perhaps it was the silver mask; catching and throwing the light around idly as the young kunoichi gather her items for the day. It had taken a lot of intervention and explaining to keep Himeko from becoming a laughing stock under the roof of her ancestral home. She had recalled a servant boy waking her with his screams of fear as he had entered her room while she slept, hoping to get a peek at the "Slumbering Princess" without her mask... only to realize in horror that she wore it to sleep as well. She recalled sitting up in the night, having sensed a presence and looking around, the various grumblings and growlings of her sleeping companions ceasing in the darkness as they too waited for a sign of the intruder. She stood, much to the discontent of all the animals that had taken up spots on her bed, and peered at the foot of her bed, her mask catching the moonlight trickling in. where she suspected a kidnapper or an assassin, she had only found a boy sprawled on the floor, his mouth agape in terror. He had scrambled away before she could fully register what was going on, his frantic yelps echoing down the halls. Later that day the whispers had reached her- theories spun like spider-silk by the maids as they scrubbed the floors, hands moving in practiced strokes while their voices danced between hushed excitement and scandalized gasps.

Some said her father was a cruel man who had forced the mask upon her, a shackle as much as a shield. Others insisted that the mask was fused to her skin, that she had been born with it, that to remove it would be to unmake her entirely. A few claimed that it concealed something too terrible for the world to see, that her beauty was a curse so powerful it could drive men mad.

Himeko tucked more kunai into her pouch as she moved to the door. The mask had become a part of her, a second skin that reflected light but betrayed nothing beneath it. If they wished to believe she was a cursed princess locked in eternal concealment, let them. It was far more amusing that way.

She stepped into the corridor, the wooden floors cool beneath her feet as she made her way through the winding halls of the Hyuga estate. animals rushed past her feet, out into the world to live their life just like she was. And when she closed the room behind her, Himeko's bedroom felt darker without her.

She lived in a beautiful home, sprawling and elegant, its architecture a perfect blend of tradition and quiet luxury. Tatami mats stretched along the floors, the scent of incense lingering in the air, and paper lanterns flickered with the soft glow of morning light.

Despite her status, Himeko moved without the rigid grace expected of noble-born daughters. She walked with a silent confidence, light on her feet, her movements fluid like water. There was no hesitation in her step, no uncertainty in the way she carried herself. She did not flinch away from the looks cast her way, nor did she entertain the whispers that followed in her wake. She had long since grown accustomed to them.

At the far end of the hall, a pair of young servants stood huddled together, speaking in hushed tones. Their eyes darted toward her as she approached, then quickly away as if looking too long might invite misfortune. One of them, a girl no older than thirteen, clutched a bundle of folded linens to her chest, her knuckles white against the fabric.

"I heard she doesn’t even eat, only absorbs sunlight," the girl whispered, her voice barely above a breath.

"Don’t be ridiculous," the boy beside her scoffed, though his tone lacked conviction. "She’s just—different."

Himeko paused as she passed them, tilting her head slightly. The movement was small, subtle, but enough to send a shiver through them both. Then, without a word, she continued on her way, allowing the silence she left behind to stoke their imaginations further.

The morning air was crisp as she stepped outside, the warmth of the rising sun spilling over the courtyard. The Hyuga estate was still, save for the occasional rustle of leaves in the breeze or the distant clang of a training sword meeting its mark. She adjusted the pouch at her hip, ensuring her weapons were secure before setting off toward the Aurora Eruditio.

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Himeko arrived shortly before class started, settling in somewhere in the front of class. She had not yet been assigned a genin squad, like she assumed the others here hadn't either. It was always difficult to know if Himeko was interacting with her classmate, as when she entered the class, her head didn't typically move to look at people as she worked. A fun rumor has spread that she wore the mask so she could sleep during class, and nobody would be the wiser. She quite enjoyed that one.

She hadn't put much focus into Elements, instead sticking to her clans techniques. She had yet to see anyone in her family use an elemental affinity, as most of their abilities seemed to allow them to function just as well. Her gaze settled on Chigokai, Yuna. A jonin sensei? The name sounded familiar, and Himeko was sure that she would figure it out eventually.


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[Chigokai Yuna]

The Anbu Sennin would note the two that would enter the classroom. And it was peculiar to note. However, she had not shown any signs of losing her composure as she has witnessed stranger events rather than the two students that were in front of her now. She ever so subtly moved one of her hands on the teacher's desk to take note of the information of the students that were going to be partaking in her class. Tsuchimikado Shuzue and Hyuuga Himeko. Both Genin. Yuna quickly sized them up, not saying a word for a few seconds to get an idea of who they are.

Shuzue seems to be around her age, maybe a little older, but only a Genin. Which could signify either a late bloomer, someone who has only just now awaken to chakra, or someone who has struggled. She wore a set of business attire which seemed rather out of place even in a ninja school type of setting. As for Himeko, the main thing to note is that she wore a mask, a younger girl from what Yuna could tell of her frame.

"Hello, my name is Chigokai Yuna. Today I will be teaching you both about the five elements." She would start, "Since you both are Genin, I would say we can spend some time on refreshing your memories. However, I am here to teach you all something new, something more to the elements than what you already know. So As you know, the five main elements are Fire, Water, Earth, Wind, and Lightning. However, there is much more to it than just these. There is non-elemental, which is in a sense, a purer form of chakra without having any affinities. Along with that, each element has a sub-element, or rather Advanced Elements. To determine what kind of Advanced Element a person has is determined by both the major affinity and minor affinity a person has for any of the main five elements, including non-elemental. Another way is purely through if someone unlocks this power through a bloodline, as it is a part of them. The final way is through sheer training to obtain it."

She would pause before going on, "To give you an example, I am a Chigokai. Because of this, I naturally have the blood element unlocked, blood being a mix of both Water and Non-elemental ninjutsu. My main affinities are Water, Earth, and Fire ninjutsus and minoring in Non-elemental and Lightning. As for my Advanced Elements, I have access to blood, crystal, vapor, lava, gravity, Explosion, Kinesis, and storm."

Her ninjutsu allows her to cover a wide array of tactics to use, but there are others who have mastered more affinities than her. She would hand the two girls a piece of paper. "These papers will react to your chakra. It will only react to the main affinity that you may have. Fire, burns the paper. Water, will make the paper wet. Lightning, electric currents will move along the paper. Wind will shred the paper. Earth will make the paper heavy. If nothing happens, then it is possible that you may have the Non-elemental chakra affinity, though it is rare to have it as a major. Now, as we wait to see your results, you can ask me any questions that you may have along with giving me your name."

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[Tsuchimikado Shizue]

Shizue stood in the dimly lit classroom, the familiar scent of aged paper and ink filling the air. The walls were adorned with charts detailing chakra pathways and elemental affinities, subjects she had studied extensively but struggled to manifest practically. Memories of her previous visits to the academy flooded back—sessions where she had faltered under the scrutiny of instructors, her theoretical knowledge failing to translate into tangible results.

In her hand, she held a small square of chakra induction paper, a tool designed to reveal one's elemental nature. To any observer, it appeared as ordinary parchment, but to a shinobi, it was a mirror reflecting their innate affinity. Shizue turned it over twice, her fingers tracing its edges, feeling the slight roughness against her skin. Taking a deep breath, she closed her eyes and channeled her chakra into the paper, willing it to respond.

Opening her eyes, she observed the paper intently. There was no dampness indicating a water affinity, no dendritic burn patterns from sparks to suggest lightning, no heft to signify earth, no slicing to denote wind, and no burning that would reveal a fire nature. The paper remained inert, unchanged. A wave of disappointment washed over her. Was her chakra typeless, or was it so weak that it couldn't even influence this simple test?

A sinking sensation settled in her stomach, as if her insides were turning to lead. Her shoulders slumped, and her iridescent eyes, which often shifted colors with her emotions, now reflected a muted hue of dull grey, mirroring her despondency. She glanced at the instructor, her voice barely above a whisper, "I don't know if I was supposed to do nothing or do something." Her gaze dropped to the paper as she placed it back on the desk, treating it with a reverence it hadn't earned. "Sorry about the fuss."

In the world of commerce and finance, Shizue was a force to be reckoned with. Raised as the daughter of Tsuchimikado Haruto, a prominent banker in Cloud Country, she had been groomed to navigate the intricate webs of economics and trade. Her education, funded by her father's wealth, had exposed her to the best minds, and she had developed a keen sense for business, money, and even matters of the heart. Confidence was her armor in these arenas, and she wore it effortlessly.

However, the shinobi world was an entirely different battlefield. Here, her usual boldness deserted her. The scars of past failures, of missions where her lack of combat prowess had been laid bare, haunted her. She had been burned too many times, each misstep eroding her self-assurance. The contrast between her two lives was stark: in one, she was the master of her destiny; in the other, she was a novice, fumbling in the dark.

Her mother, Tsuchimikado Aya, had once been a skilled medical-nin before retiring to a life of luxury. It was from her that Shizue had inherited her fascination with medical ninjutsu. She dreamed of mastering these healing arts, of supporting her allies to such an extent that her name would become legend, spoken with the same reverence as the sages of old. She envisioned a future where warriors, scholars, and even rival nations recognized her as an unparalleled healer, a figure whose skills could defy death itself.

But dreams often collided with reality. Despite her extensive education and the privileges afforded by her upbringing, Shizue struggled with the practical applications of her knowledge. Her theoretical understanding was vast, but when it came to real-world scenarios, she often found herself at a loss. This disconnect was a source of constant frustration and self-doubt.

Her fear of obscurity haunted her more than the fear of death. The thought of living a life where she was nothing more than a footnote—or worse, forgotten entirely—filled her with dread. She feared irrelevance, of being just another nameless medic who passed through history unnoticed. This fear fueled her work, making her relentlessly push herself beyond her limits. It also made her sensitive to being overlooked or dismissed, as every failure or lack of recognition chipped away at her confidence. There was also an unspoken fear that, despite her best efforts, she might never be enough—that no matter how much she achieved, she would still fade into obscurity like so many before her.

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[Hyuuga Himeko]

Himeko Hyuga
Himeko, the young Hyuga took a moment to observe her surroundings. She noticed that the instructor and the other student seemed to be similarly aged. Perhaps it was someone who had stepped away from shinobi life and had recently come back? She made a mental note to inquire about her fellow classmate soon enough, and find out what she could. She didn't have much of a handle on people and their ties to guess how close any of them might be to her father.

"I am the youngest person in this room." She though to herself, turning her attention to the front of the room. She listened as the woman introduced herself, and began with her lessons. Her head tilted as the woman listed her elemental affinities, and her mask began to shift, the konoha symbol on her forehead morphing into kanji spread across her fce, displaying her question.

"More than one affinity?"

It was her understanding that every person only had one affinity. Her attention turned to the other genin as she tried her trial first. There was a small surge of chakra from Himeko would flare up, probably only to the notice of the Jonin sensie, centered specifically around her eyes as she watched carefully.

The technique was... unrefined? She was tense, scared. Unfocused.

The sound of a buzzer came from Himeko's wrist, drawing attention to her. She shook her head, the symbol morphing into a symbol of waves with silly little v's for birds as she pressed another button and the sound of the ocean went out. It might have been serence, except at the end an annoyingly loud seagull's cry came through the microphone, interrupting the serenity.

As a Hyuga, she had more tenketsu points active than the normal chakra user. It made channeling the slightest bit easier, if not more draining if she wasn't careful. She centered herself, rolling her shoulders twice before she held the paper in her hand, focusing. She was silent as she traced the path of chakra through her body, one hand gesturing for her classmate to see. It started at her core, travelling up to her shoulder, then her elbow. It trailed to her wrist, then focused in her palms, before travelling up through her fingers and finally into the paper.

For a second nothing happened. Then all at once sparks began to idly fizz from the paper. Small trails of electrical currents traced along the the paper, leaving small burns wherever the spark touched.

A Lightning affinity.

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[Chigokai Yuna]

Yuna would wait and watch as the two girls would grab the pieces of paper and see the results. For Shizue... Yuna would subtly raise an eyebrow as nothing would happen. Could she have the Non-elemental as a main affinity? She could tell that the girl was upset, even by listening to her blood flow, her father had taught her how to use hearing blood flows to determine how people might act. As she had explained earlier, it is rare, but not unheard of. Then her mind flashed through reasons. She would take a deep breath as she focused on the other girl who seems to be using her mask to communicate. That's a first, however she would nod. "As said, if you really put work into it, you can unlock potential of another affinity." She would then see as the masked girl's paper sparked around but not before a surge of chakra had come from her eyes. Along with that... sound had come from the girl, but not the type that she would expect. Cloud is further ahead of both Sand and Leaf in terms of technology, and it still surprises her when new things like this pops up.

The Sennin would then turn her attention back to the first girl. "No need to be sorry. Who knows, you might have the non-elemental affinity. But for now, copy my movements." She would hold one of her hands out, palm up and relaxed. "Chakra is in every living being, no matter how small and insignificant. Very few have the potential to wield it. But the same can be said about wielding a weapon. All it takes is training. Now, imagine your chakra rising up from your hand but just stay relaxed." Her own chakra rose up from her own hand, a deep crimson.

"Now, while being relaxed and focusing, your chakra should start to become visible, even if only for a moment. While you focus, feel free to answer a question that I will be asking our other classmate." She would look over at Himeko. "Since you have the major affinity of Lightning, would you know which affinity it is strong against, and which one it is weak against?"

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[Tsuchimikado Shizue]

Shizue inhaled slowly, steeling herself as Yuna spoke. Her fingers twitched slightly before she curled them into a loose fist. Non-elemental affinity. The term echoed in her mind, carrying the weight of both possibility and frustration. It was a rarity, but it also felt like a polite way to say she was different—perhaps lacking. Still, if there was one thing she refused to do, it was falter in the face of an obstacle. Not again.

She raised her hand as instructed, palm up, trying to emulate Yuna’s stance. Her posture was still stiff, the tension from her earlier disappointment lingering in the rigidity of her shoulders. Relax. Right. Easier said than done. Closing her eyes, she envisioned the pathways she had memorized from countless hours of study, picturing the network of tenketsu within her body. She had read about chakra flow, studied diagrams in old scrolls, traced the intricate kanji symbols in textbooks—but theory was a poor substitute for instinct.

She could feel it. Faint, elusive, like a whisper of silk against her skin. It was there, she knew it was, but drawing it out was like trying to grasp mist in her fingers. Her breath slowed.

Focus.

Instead of forcing it, she let the sensation guide her. She pictured the warmth at her core rising, threading through her arm like rivers branching from a great lake. The sensation reached her palm—flickering, uncertain, but present. It barely stirred, like a wavering candlelight in a storm, but it was there. She exhaled sharply as something flickered above her hand. It wasn’t the crimson glow of Yuna’s chakra, nor the vibrant sparks that had danced across Himeko’s paper. It was faint, barely more than a glimmer before it vanished, but the sight of it sent a rush of exhilaration through her.

She had seen it. It had been real.

For the first time since entering the classroom, her iridescent eyes brightened, a swirling mixture of colors reflecting her renewed determination. She glanced at Yuna, resisting the urge to ask if it had been enough. Instead, she clenched her fist lightly, sealing the moment within her. A small step forward. Maybe not enough for others to notice, but she had felt it. And she would chase that feeling until she mastered it.

As Yuna’s attention shifted to Himeko, Shizue took the moment to breathe, steadying herself for what came next. If this was her starting point, she would ensure it wasn’t her end.

Shizue knew the answer to the question, and answered it silently in her head. Lightning was weak to wind. Something about the ionization patterns in the particles which made up electricity getting fuddled or something. It was strong against earth, since it diffused into it, shattering it. She didn't know why that was either, really, but had studied it and knew that if they were teaching it in a class where the wrong information meant death it had to be true. She waited for Himeko to answer, however, as to not jump her turn in line.

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[Hyuuga Himeko]

Himeko Hyuga
Himeko set her paper down, feeling well accomplished enough at having figured out her affinity. The possibilities swirled around her mind at what she might accomplish as a Hyuga with an array of lightning techniques.

She could layer her clans taijutsu on top of every Gentle Fist strike, paralyzing her opponenents and making them unable to fight back. Or perhaps she could find a way to make herself too fast to be tracked or countered. The possibilities were endless, though they did drift away from what she originally assumed would be a life as a promising medic-nin. That was a proper job for a Lady of the Hyuga household. It was something that would make her father proud, and perhaps losen his grip on her reigns. A small muffled sigh came from underneath, devoid of any hint at her voice.

Himeko Hyuga (日向姫子) The kanji displayed on her mask as she thought of the answer to the question. Then. after a couple of seconds, the symbol for Wind replaced her name. She knew that wind disrupted the air, scattering the electrical charge in the air and disrupting or even knulling all wind techniques.

It explained the surge of chakra to her eyes earlier; she had likely activated her clans signature technique to look at the girl, using her as a reference point to to correct both herself and the other.

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[Chigokai Yuna]

Yuna watched as Shizue would follow her instructions. Soon, chakra would show up and disappear in a fleeting moment. However, it is the fact that Shizue was able to do it that Yuna would give her a soft smile. The girl would look up at the Sennin, as if to get confirmation that it happened, in which Yuna would nod. She understands fully that everyone starts their path to be a shinobi at different times. Heck, she started hers five years ago, fifteen years old. She was a sort of a prodigy, having control of blood bending along with her father being a great, and somewhat annoying teacher. But unlike her, most other people do not have the luxuries that she has when it comes to dedicating one's life to becoming a shinobi. Either way, she was just glad that she was able to help someone further their own progress through their own careers.

She would then put her focus to the masked girl, as she seemed to be using her mask and device on her wrist to communicate further. Again, Yuna would nod when the girl answered her question about what Lightning was weak against, but didn't give an answer for what it was strong against. "Correct. Wind is strong against Lightning, but Lightning is also strong against Earth. This is something to factor in when it comes to fights. More stronger or trained shinobi, would use their affinities to their fullest and exploit the weaknesses of yours. This comes in the form of a jutsu clash. Such a thing is usually dependent on the strength of a jutsu outweighing the other. But if you use a jutsu with an elemental advantage over the opposing jutsu, you have more of a chance to overwwhelm the opposing jutsu."

She would then set down an augment, a thing full of chakra that is of the non-element. "Elemental affinities are not just bound to the usage of ninjutsu. Using augments, such as the special composition augment will make your taijutsu techniques be filled with chakra of your chosen element. Such can be a help when it comes to setting up. As for Genjutsu, there is a certain ability that uses your elemental affinity to add effects to your illusions."

She would pause so that the two girls can process the information before she continued, "Now, do either of you have any questions?"

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[Tsuchimikado Shizue]

Shizue inhaled slowly, absorbing Yuna’s explanation as she studied the augment on the table. The weight of her non-elemental affinity settled over her like a dampened cloak—neither a strength nor a weakness, just another unknown. The academy had always emphasized the importance of elemental affinities in combat, teaching young shinobi to leverage their natural strengths in battle. But what if she had no such advantage?

She flexed her fingers, rolling her shoulders in an attempt to loosen the tension creeping up her spine. She’d spent years watching her peers effortlessly harness fire, lightning, or water while she struggled to manifest even the simplest of jutsu. Back then, she’d blamed her own inadequacies. Now, she wondered if her chakra had always been like this—undefined, resistant to being molded into one of the five great elements.

Her gaze flickered toward Himeko, who exuded a quiet confidence now that she had confirmed her Lightning affinity. It suited her, really—quick, powerful, precise. For a Hyuga, it could be devastating. Shizue bit the inside of her cheek, forcing herself to focus. There was no point in comparing herself to someone else. She needed to carve out her own path, no matter how uncertain it seemed.

Her thoughts shifted to the battlefield. She had spent time as a field medic, patching up wounded comrades during skirmishes on the outskirts of Kumogakure. She had seen firsthand how elemental matchups could turn the tide of a fight. A Lightning user caught by an Earth technique, struggling to break free before a second attack could finish them. A Water user overextending, only to be countered by a sudden surge of Lightning that left them paralyzed. The academy’s lessons had been clear: know your enemy, know your own strengths. But what about someone like her?

She raised her hand slightly, voice steady but laced with curiosity. “If I don’t have an elemental affinity, how would that affect my use of an augment like this?” She gestured to the object Yuna had introduced, brow furrowing. “Would it still enhance my techniques the same way it would for someone with a natural element, or would I have to approach it differently?”

She hesitated for only a moment before continuing, a flicker of determination igniting in her iridescent eyes. “And what about chakra flow? I’ve seen weapons infused with elemental chakra before—lightning-charged kunai, blades that conduct fire. But what about someone like me? Can non-elemental chakra be used the same way? If I were to channel my chakra into a blade, would it still enhance my strikes, or would it be weaker than an elemental infusion?”

The questions came more easily now, each one born from years of quiet frustration, of watching from the sidelines while others wielded their chakra with ease. If she couldn’t rely on elemental strengths, she needed to understand what she *could* rely on.

Her fingers curled slightly against the table as she thought back to her time treating wounded shinobi. “And in a medical context… I know some techniques, like the Mystical Palm, rely more on chakra control than raw elemental power. But are there any medical jutsu that can be enhanced by elemental affinities? Would an Earth-aligned medic be better at fortifying the body? A Water user at cleansing wounds? If elemental chakra plays a role in healing, does my lack of an affinity mean I’m at a disadvantage there, too?”

The thought was a troubling one. She had always wanted to be a legendary healer, someone who could carve her name into history—not just another medic, but the kind of shinobi whose skills saved entire battalions. If her non-elemental status put her at a disadvantage, she needed to know now.

Her grip tightened, but she forced herself to relax. She would not falter. Whatever answers Yuna gave, she would use them to move forward. To become stronger. To ensure that the next time she stepped onto the battlefield, she would not be a liability.

((WC: 680))

 

[Hyuuga Himeko]

Himeko sat patiently, her mask angled slightly toward Yuna as she absorbed the lesson with quiet intensity. The reflective surface of her mask projected a swirling storm cloud, little jagged bolts of lightning flickering across it as she listened. Lightning was weak against Wind but strong against Earth. Okay, sure. That made sense. Shinobi with sharper minds would wield their affinities strategically, using their nature releases like a smith forging a perfect blade.

Yuna placed an augment in front of them—a sleek, palm-sized object meant to enhance or stabilize elemental chakra. Himeko’s fingers twitched, but she resisted the urge to poke it, instead tilting her head and zooming in on it with her Byakugan. Chakra lines laced through the object, delicate but purposeful. Her mask shifted, now displaying a detailed sketch of the augment, complete with tiny arrows pointing to where the chakra funneled in and out. She added a comically oversized “DO NOT TOUCH” sign next to it for effect.

Yuna finished her explanation and opened the floor for questions. Himeko glanced at another student as they asked about Medical-Ninjutsu. She, being a kunoichi, had of course been versed in the basics of it, pushed toward the path ideally safer and less combat oriented for a girl.. She might give it a try, but she also enjoyed hitting things and wire and kunai more than she liked focusing intently on something and trying to stitch it together. She looked down at her wrist, tapping the buttons and waiting for a beat as it compiled it's order to ask.

"Skip to next level?" a robotic voice asked.

Yuna arched a brow.

Himeko clarified by projecting a hastily drawn image onto her mask: a tiny chibi version of herself holding a lightning bolt, then an arrow pointing to her standing proudly atop a mountain, holding five different elements like trophies, a large, thick question mark next to the picture.

How fast before I can master other elements.

Her mask flickered, and the image changed. Now, it was a crudely drawn turtle next to a rocket ship, with a giant question mark between them. She tapped her wrist again.

"Speedrun or slow grind?"​

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(362+1735=2097 WC)​

 

[Chigokai Yuna]

Yuna leaned back on the teacher's desk as she listened to what Shizue had to ask first. "Well for the augment and non-elemental question, it would really depend on your own creativeness. There are others that have a leg up, being born as a Kaguya, bone user, or a Chakra Attuned, someone that focuses on bringing out the most of non-elemental techniques. And there are still other people who have none of that and have found ways to bring out the most potential of being a non-elemental user. So in the right hands, it can be a strong tool to use. But if you don't know how to use it, then even the most prodigious or born gifted people will see this as only a useless tool. As for other weapons used with elemental affinities, you wouldn't have advantages against your opponent, but they also wouldn't have an advantage over you as well, since there would be no way to exploit something that doesn't have a weakness.

"As for your question about elemental affinities and medical jutsus, I don't know much about that. However, there are core abilities that can give different benefits, such as the tidecaller, in which they can use damaging water jutsus to heal others rather than hurt. Or if there is an Earthborn, they can act as a tank, not really worrying about themselves as they heal others. However, they are few and far in between, so don't even think about being at disadvantage. Having a defeatist attitude doesn't help anyone, especially yourself if you have goals worth getting to, then all these disadvantages that you're thinking about shouldn't matter. It just means that you will be even better than they are that you can't do all that they can do but still do better."

Yuna has gotten her fair share of pep talks, mainly from her father. She just hopes that is good enough for Shizue. She knows just about being anxious and not knowing if what she does is good enough. She then turned to face Himeko as her mask blinked and the girl had asked her own question in the form of using her mask along with drawing. "It would really depend on each person. Some are born with talent, while others work hard day in, day out to achieve the same results. So to answer your question, the only person that can answer it, is you." She pointed to Himeko. Soon after, the bell would ring, signifying that class was over.

"I hope that you both learned lots today. If you see me around, don't be afraid to come over and converse every once in a while."

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(class pass as long as you all make your final posts, you both need one more post)
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