Aspiring Artist of GenJutsu!

[Byouki Nara]

Pattern Perception
Rank: "C" Rank
Skill: GenJutsu
Effect: With this technique the user is capable of performing Jutsus that deals with the type of perception of Pattern kind. The Pattern GenJutsus are Jutsus that deals, and consists of
Special: ---
Drawback: Without this the user is unable to perform Jutsus dealing with the Pattern Perception.
Description: Like a figment, a Pattern Perception GenJutsu creates an image that others can see, but a pattern also affects the minds of those who see it or are caught in it. All Patterns are mind-affecting Jutsus.
Limit: Must be a GenJutsu Specialist to be capable of gaining when start, or have 500 training points in either Glamor, or Figment if you are a GenJutsu Non Specialist.

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The day had begun anew. Clouds settle over the Mist Village. Pouring rain down upon the people. Daisuke, lifted from his bed. Peering out the fog clouded window. Out into the path below, People scurried beneath the lips of rooftops, avoiding the rain. "What a beautiful day." The boy, whispered. Letting a small sigh pour out from between his lips. Even if it were a beautiful day, he certainly did not enjoy getting up for it. Daisuke rolled out of his bed, onto the floor. Laying upon the cold surface, for a moment. Looking up at the ceiling. He had just become a Gennin. The lowest of the low, in Ninja Statics. If he wanted to improve, he would certainly need to learn GenJutsu! It was an Art his Mother and Father both processed. Who better to teach him? Both of them, had experience with GenJutsu. His father used several techniques of GenJutsu in his Davine Art. His mother was an Accomplished GenJutsu Specialist.

After a while, Daisuke emerged from his bedroom. Trotting down the stairs and into the kitchen. Where, he would great his Mother and Father, "Good Morning." He said, both replied with happy greetings. The family would eat the meal, Mrs. Yasnunori had prepared. After, everyone would help with the dishes. Certainly, not a fan of cleaning up the kitchen... Daisuke caught his mother's attention. Oi, Momma. I want to learn about GenJutsu." The woman turned to face the young boy. "Are you sure, you're ready? You only graduated from the Academy, yesterday." Daisuke let out a heavy and long drawn out sigh. "Of course, I'm ready. I'm a Ninja, now." Mrs. Yasunori would smile, her child was growing up, so quickly. Besides, how else would he improve? She nodded, leading the boy away from the pile of dishes. Leaving them all for Mr. Yasunori to clean up!

Naturally, Daisuke was quite happy with himself. Narrowily avoiding cleaning up dishes. Mother and Son had eventually ended up in the family room. Where Daisuke flopped down onto the couch. Mrs. Yasunori maneuvered into the center of the room. Looking down upon the boy. "Let's see... I'll teach you about Pattern Perception" The woman took a deep breath. Gathering her thoughts for a minutes.. "Let's see..." She started out, slowly. "With Pattern Perception you are capable of performing Jutsus that deal with the type of perception of Pattern kind." Daisuke stared blankly at her... With a confused expression. Did that make any sense? "For example... Koukou Kei!" Mrs. Yasunori performed a quick motion of handseals. Directly after the handseals had formed, an array of lights roared into the air around his mother. Vibrant colors of all different kinds. Several different shades of blues, reds, and greens. Daisuke gazed into the strange rainbow of colors, mesmerized by the strange pattern of colors. As the GenJutsu ended, it left Daisuke with a strange affect. Looking around the room, he saw things of different colors. The boy closed his eyes, shaking his head a bit. As the affect started to wear off.

The boy took a moment to regain his composure, looking around the room. It had finally gone away.. "Oi, Momma... I didn't like that GenJutsu... I prefer my Grey's and Black's." He huffed, annoyingly. "Of course, you didn't like it. It's an annoying trick, I know." She laughed, loudly. The woman would come to sit on the couch beside her son. Resting her hand upon his head, giving his hair a bit of ruffle. "I'm trying to teach you the basics of Pattern Perception. You have to understand it, before you can use any GenJutsu's dealing with it." Daisuke nodded, a bit. He was beginning to understand. In order to use that Dazzling Lights GenJutsu, he would first have to understand Pattern Perception. Though, he prayed there were a lot cooler GenJutsu's in the area of Pattern Perception... Using Dazzling Lights in a battle, would only get him a decent laugh. Certainly, wouldn't save his life. Daisuke frowned, imagining the onslaught of laughter rolling out of the snide mouth of his enemy.

Mrs. Yasunori would continue... "Pattern Perception GenJutsu creates an image that others can see, but a pattern also affects the minds of those who see it or are caught in it." She explained, using her hands to convey general ideas. "All Patterns are mind-affecting Jutsus" Daisuke took in a deep breath. The child's brain absorbing in every word. Rearranging and categorizing those words into meaningful sentences that he could understand. "Thanks, Momma." Daisuke said, lightly. Lifting onto his feet. He adventured out of the room, up the stairs and directly into his bedroom. The boy flopped back down onto the bed. Looking up at the ceiling for a while. As he went over the explanation in his head. His eye rolled to the left, looking to the window. Into the Grey clouds above. While, he lay lazily in bed. Daisuke's brain continued to process the information. If he wanted to become stronger. He would have to put the knowledge of Pattern Perception to use.

Daisuke lifted from the bed. Scooting his rear to the edge, legs hung over the edge. Beginning to kick his heels against the bed's platform. "Pattern Perception GenJutsu creates an image that others can see, but a pattern also affects the minds of those who see it or are caught in it." He said, to himself.. "Pattern Perception GenJutsu creates an image that others can see, but a pattern also affects the minds of those who see it or are caught in it." Daisuke, began to repeat this phrase over and over again. Until, it sunk into his brain. Plastered into his thoughts. The repetition of the phrase would continue for another hour, before Daisuke fell backwards onto the bed. His eye fell shut, as he drifted into sleep.

Only to be haunted in his dreams, Pattern Perception had occupied his thoughts so much, he begun to dream about it! Certainly, Daisuke was in hell. Instead, of dreaming of beautiful women, as every teenage boy would. Daisuke was plagued with Pattern Perception! The boy wandered around his dream, as the definition of Pattern Perception was repeated over and over by his inner voice. Shortly there after, an image of his mother appeared. Performing the dazzling lights GenJutsu, over and over again. It certainly was a nightmare! The boy awoke, two hours later in a cold sweat. Sitting up, he wiped the sweat from his brow... Letting out a long drawn out sigh. "That sucked..." He huffed, heavily...

[adero]

C rank techniques are 30 tp at D rank. Please add a TP count in your signature.

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[Byouki Nara]

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After the brief nap, resulting in a terrible dream. The boy lifted from the bed. Swifting around in his room. Fishing out books, from a few select places. Including the closet, dresser, and hamper. Daisuke had put together a large stack. Several of the books, we're those of GenJutsu teachings. He picked them up a couple of years, back. During his time at the academy, he had developed a deep interest in the ability. Quietly, he sat down in the center of the room. Which, seemed to be the only place not covered in various crap. Then, peeled open the book.

"Chapter 1." He read, aloud. The Basic Fundamentals of GenJutsu. GenJutsu is often considered to be a form of Art. To many, It appears weaker than NinJutsu and the like. Though, let it be said. Delving into the deeper and more darker secrets of GenJutsu, can produce amazingly powerful results. Certainly, it is not recommended that anyone delve into these deeper understandings. They often to lead disaster. If not for the user, but often the opponent. GenJutsu is the alteration of reality. Appearing to be real, though not actually being real. It plays with the receiver's senses, brain, and various other things.

Daisuke let out a soft sigh. "That helped, a little bit." The boy set the book off to the side, lifting another to his lap. He cracked it open to a section about Pattern Perception. Pattern, creates an external image that affects the minds of those viewing it. "So... It affects the eyes and the brain." The boy would continue to read further into the section of the book. "Because, Pattern Perception is dealing with Sight, blind creatures or humans cannot be affected by it." That was certainly, a decent tip. Never use a Pattern Perception GenJutsu on a blind man or creature. Daisuke reached over for his notebook. Lifting it, to rest ontop of the book. He quickly scribbled down that note. So, it would be with him at all times.

Daisuke, raised the notebook above the book. Continuing to read down the page. It also contained, a bit of information about the mind-affection portion of the GenJutsu genre. GenJutsu's that affect the mind, cannot be preformed upon inanimate objects, puppets, or anything not containing a brain. The boy had figured out that much... Though, he at least scribbled down, Puppets are not affected by Mind affecting GenJutsu's. Every little bit counted, he guessed. Though, what else could he find out about Pattern Perception? His idea's were quickly dwindling away by the second. How could of thought, it would be this hard to understand a basic concept?

Out of frustration, Daisuke raised onto his feet. Dumping the books back onto the floor and left the bedroom. Walking down the stairs, he found his mother in the living room. Where, he would come to sit. Plopping down on the couch, Daisuke came to his mother for help. "Oi, Momma.. I need help." He sighed, a bit. "I understand the principles of Pattern Perception... But, it's just not clicking." He said, simply. The woman would smile, sweetly. Putting down the clothing, she had started to fold. Mrs. Yasunori came to sit beside the young boy.

"Well, I'll tell you what. I'll trying using different types of Pattern Perception GenJutsu's on you. That way, you can come to understand, just how they affect your senses... Though, I'll do it, when you least aspect it. So, be on your toes!" She chimed. Daisuke blinked a couple of times... Before, letting out a soft sigh. "Got it." He said, simply. Lifting onto his feet. He walked back up to his bedroom. Where, he buried himself into the book, once more. It was becoming quite boring... To say the least. Daisuke leaned back against the bed. Looking up at the ceiling blankly.

Soon, a sweet smell began to fill his nose. It smelt quite nice. The boy sniffed around a bit. Trying to find the source. Though, it didn't have a point of direction. It was indeed strange, but nice. Eventually, he gave up trying to determine the point of origin and instead lifted his eye back to the ceiling. After a while, he went to lean forward back into his books. Though, found his body to be quite sluggish. As if it were growing tired. The brain was reacting slowly, sending signals at a slow pace. Was he tired? Daisuke, had been just fine. It left him confused? Maybe, he was thinking too hard.

It didn't stop him from continuing his study. With nose back in the books, Daisuke read further into it. Within minutes of reading deeper into the book, Daisuke let out a long drawn out yawn. His eye-lid began to droop. Slowly, until it eventually closed. His body slumped forward over the book. Little did he know, he had been fooled into falling asleep. Mrs.Yasunori had secretly used, Tenrai Meimu: Hitorine no Jutsu (Divine Illusion: Sleeping Alone Technique) on Daisuke. He hadn't even noticed... Besides, the particular sweet smell. The boy slept for a couple of hours. Before, he lifted from the book... "She got me..." He sighed. "I've been fooled, I should have know better!"

[Byouki Nara]

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The next day had come, just like the last. The young boy awoke from his dream world. Daisuke sat up, slowly. Gently, rubbing his head. Ruffling the already bed-ridden hair. It would be another day of training. Hopefully, he would be able to wrap his mind around the concepts of Pattern Perception GenJutsu, today. His eye lowered upon the pile of books, near the bed. A stack that he felt like he had read a hundred times. It was becoming a troublesome task... To say the least. None the less, he had to do it! If he wanted to become stronger.

The sun peeked in through the window, quickly whisked away by a large Grey cloud. Daisuke smiled rather brightly. Already, it was looking to be a beautiful day. As for Today, he thought he would get out of the house. Maybe, head over to the academy and watch a couple of the younger GenJutsu users. Maybe, he could pick up a couple of tips. After all, he was just begining to use GenJutsu. Quietly, Daisuke would bathe and dress. Before, he stepped out into the Village Streets. His journey was short, being that he lived only a stone's throw away from the Academy.

Daisuke found himself out in the Training Yard. Sitting off to the side, out of the way. Watching a group of adept GenJutsu users gather, along with their teacher. First, they had started out with the basic Kai. Canceling out weak GenJutsu, then quickly moved further into the Ranks of Genjutsu. At first, he was surprised. How come he hadn't been brought out to this teacher? She seemed to know, what she was doing. Truth be told, Daisuke hadn't developed an interest for GenJutsu until after he had graduated.

The teacher began to explain the different fundamentals of all GenJutsu's. Starting out with a list of Symptoms, as it were. She went over Sight-Affecting GenJutsu, Mind-Affecting, and their combinations. She went further into explaining the rest. Now, the students would witness a demonstration. The Teacher would begin with performing Handseals, Dog, Horse, Rabbit, Ram, Tiger. Followed by "Magen: Hana Arashi no Jutsu (Demonic Illusion: Flower Storm Technique)" Flowers began to swirl around all of the students. Even, Daisuke had fallen victim.

The boy had watched the technique from a distance. But, he still fell pray to it. Flowers, rolled around his body. Causing his brain to begin to react slowly, he found himself distracted by the flowers. Though, it was quickly dispelled by the teacher. The children were in aw, most found it be mystical and beautiful! While, one of the student's didn't see anything. It was a young boy, wearing glasses. The child was able to see passed the technique, because he was looking through an object. A lens, to be exact. "Because, you were wearing glasses. You were able to see through my technique. It only works on the naked eye." She explained.

Naturally, Daisuke was quick to scribble it down in his notebook. Where, he had listed two other tips. The boy had witnessed a weakness in Pattern Perception. Some techniques would nullified if the receiver is looking through an object. After jotting it down, Daisuke lifted from his seat. Making the journey back home. That was an interesting fact. Maybe, he would inquire about it with his mother. Wondering if it we're a natural drawback to all Pattern Perception GenJutsu's or a select few? None the less, Daisuke had returned home to finish processing the information.

[Byouki Nara]

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The boy had been at home for at least two hours, now. Laying awake in bed, as he had seem to be doing it quite frequently in the past two days. His brain, processing the knowledge of Pattern Perception. Constantly, going over the definition, description, and affects. Raising the notebook over his head. Daisuke held it up to the ceiling. Looking into the pages. Reading the small notations that he had made. 1) Will not work against, blind subjects. 2) Will not work against subjects without a mind or brain. 3) Some techniques may not work against subjects, wearing glasses, or looking through an object.

When, out of no where. Came a loud crash! It was Daisuke's bedroom door. It flung open, colliding against the wall. In came his mother. Dark crimson stains spread across her clothing. Covering her entire chest and stomach. It was blood, it was blood! The boy jumped onto his feet. Quickly, coming to his mother's aid. "What happened!?" He cried, looking over her body. A surge of emotion and fright over took the boy. Was his mother dying!? Quickly, he lowered her onto the bed. Laying her out flat. As he looked over her body for any insertions. There was nothing, only blood on her clothing.

Daisuke panicked, if there was no insertion. Could it be internal!? He didn't know, what to do. All he knew is, Bandages would stop bleeding. Did he just determine it could be Internal? Though, in this panicked state of mind, he didn't care! He began to fling all kinds of objects across the room. Objects began to break left and right. A book knocking over a lamp shade. A sweatshirt pulling over several pictures off of the desk. Until, he had managed to fish a roll of bandages from under the bed. "I got them! J-Ju-Just hold on!" Daisuke, began pulling out massive lengths of bandages.

At that point... The woman began to laugh. At first, it was low. As if it were the sound of blood being gurgled in her throat. Before, it raised to a soft giggle. Daisuke stared at her, blankly. Had she lost her mind in the final moments of her life? When, it began to dawn on him... Those words echoed through his head so clearly, now... "Well,I'll tell you what. I'll trying using different types of Pattern Perception GenJutsu's on you. That way, you can come to understand, just how they affect your senses... Though, I'll do it, when you least aspect it. So, be on your toes!" The boy let out a very long drawn out sigh. He had actually been worried about her life... What a cruel method of teaching... "Oi, Momma... You're a jerk." He huffed.

With that said, Daisuke raised his arms to his chest. His hands came togeather to form the Rat handseal. "Kai." He huffed, annoyingly. The GenJutsu had disappeared. The thick crimson stains on his mother's clothing had faded. By now, Mrs. Yasunori had burst into laughter. She got to make a fool of her son, not to mention make him trash his own room. After she had her giggles, she left. Stoping in the doorway for a moment. "By the way! Don't forget to clean your room. Or, you're grounded!" She giggled, trotting off down the stairs. Daisuke's jaw just about dropped to the floor... "W...W-HAT!?" The boy sighed, heavily. Flopping face first onto the bed... "I'm never asking her for help, again...."

[Okami]

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[Byouki Nara]

Doton no Yoroi (Shield of Earth)
Rank: "C"
Skill: NinJutsu
Effect: A Thin like layer of earth is used to surround the user as a protection against on comping like attacks. The stronger the user is the stronger the technique becomes means the stronger the defense is to help the user.
Special: ---
Drawback: This Technique is ineffective against Lighting Techniques. The user becomes weighed down and is unable to perform fast movements such as the After Image technique.
Description: A thing layer of earth is used as a protection around the user. The layer makes the user seem a little more darker then usual but this type of technique takes up a lot of concentration, chakra and understanding. When attacked by certain attacks such as TaiJutsu attacks the feel of the attack seems less then that of normal. This technique is capable of protecting the user against two "D" Rank like attacks before the shield begins to break. For every Difficulty class the user increases the technique increases in strength allowing the user to withstand more. When the user gains to C Rank difficulty class the user can withstand Two "C" Ranks of Jutsus before they start to break within the user. When the user becomes a new difficulty of "B" then the user is capable of withstanding One "B" Ranks of Jutsus before they start to break within the user. When the user becomes a new difficulty class of "A" Rank the user is capable of withstanding One "A" Rank of Jutsus before they start to break within the user. When the user becomes "S" Difficulty class the user is capable of withstanding Two "A" Ranks of Jutsus before they start to break within the user
Limit: Needs the Earth Release

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A new day was upon the horizon. Daisuke, awoke from a somber slumber. As usual the day was beautiful. The sky, a deep Grey in color. Clouds roamed across it, as if it were an open canvas. Slowly, rolling to the left. The boy flopped onto the floor. Stretching out on last time. Before, he bathed and began to dress. Today, he would start his training, all over again. It was becoming quite a tiresome duty. Though, he couldn't help himself. Daisuke liked the results of his effort. After learning about Pattern Perception. He decided to go in a different direction. Today, he would learn a Earth Jutsu. Taking a break from the GenJutsu to allow his brain to rest.

After a short walk, Daisuke arrived in the forest area, that surround the Village. Lifting his foot, he tapped it against the ground. "Earth... Well, that's a good start!" He laughed, lightly. Removing a small book from his Sweatshirt pocket. Daisuke opened the book. Flipping through it, skipping through the more basic Earth Elemental Jutsu's. Instead, he went straight for the Doton no Yoroi (Shield of Earth). A Jutsu of his picking. It would suit his position on the team, well. After all, he wasn't a physical combatant. He would need this Jutsu, if he wanted to survive outside the walls of the Village.

Daisuke, would mostly attack from long range. Thus, if anyone were ever to move in close, he would be in a very sticky situation. So, he decided to learn several defensive techniques, to help counter such a situation. Plus, most of these Jutsu's may become and asset to his team. "Now... Let's give it a try." Daisuke lowered into a squatting position over the ground. Reaching down into the earth, he rolled his slender digits into the dirt. Allowing it to flow between his fingers. Seep into his skin, digest the feeling of the earth upon his skin... He exhaled, heavily. Removing his hand from the earth. He shook, it lightly. Flinging away the remaining particles of dirt upon his hand. "It feels kind of strange... Like, I'll be dirty. I suppose, I will be covered in dirt..." He sighed, a bit.

Daisuke took in another sharp breath, then exhaled slowly. Beginning to breath at a steady pace now. If he wanted to learn this technique, he was going to have to concentrate. Imagine the earth rising from the surface of the ground. Slowly, crawling across his skin and begin to harden... Forming a shell around his entire body. The feeling, it felt grotesque. Dirt crawling along his skin, entering his pours... Daisuke, exhaled heavily. "This is going to be harder than I thought." He sighed, loudly. If he wanted this NinJutsu, he would have to get over the fact, that he would covered in filth... Easier said, then done. "Why does it have to be dirt?" He sighed, a bit. "Oh, well... I guess it can't be helped." He huffed.

With another loud sigh, Daisuke would lay back onto the ground. Laying flat upon the earth's surface. Slowly, beginning to move his arms. Up to head length, then back down to his side. Up and Down, over and over again. Covering his hands, clothed arms, and back in filth. Slowly, his legs began to pick up the same movement. Heels becoming covered in dirt. Exposed portions of his legs. Then, he rolled over onto his stomach. Looking down at the ground beneath him... Daisuke, let out another sigh. "This sucks..." He huffed, eying up the soil for a moment. Looking closely for any bugs that he may stick his face into....

After it was all clear, Daisuke lowered his face into the dirt. Closing his eye, tightly. Holding his lips pinched togeather, as he rubbed his face in the dirt... A sickening face formed, as he continued to roll his face in the dirt. As if he were going to vomit. Though, he fought it. Held it down and did it for the good of himself. His hands dug downward into the ground. Fishing out handfuls of dirt. Flinging it back onto his body. Letting it flake into his hair. Daiksuke's body trembled, a bit. Trying to shake the dirt from his hair.. It was disgusting! Oh, how he desired to quit right then and there. But, he forced himself onward!

[Byouki Nara]

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Flakes of dirt, fell from his hair. Mixing back in with the earth below. Daisuke, let out another soft sigh. Now, he was covered in filth. Dirt fill every nook and cranny of his form. Slowly, he sat up. More flakes of dirt falling from his head. Landing onto his clothing and into his lap... Another tremble rolled though his body. Causing his back to shoot up straight. "Yuk..." He huffed, whiningly. This would become a powerful asset to his abilities. It could one day, save his life. If it ever came down to that. Even, a particular Mist Ninja had the ability. Though, nobody was naming any names. It was a man, he admired in a sense. He wanted to grow and become just as powerful.

With that, Daisuke had psyched himself up! Yeah!!! He climbed onto his feet. Positioning himself in a horse riding type position. Feet balanced, a part from one another. Both on flat surfaces of the ground. Knees bent, supporting his upper body weight. Slowly, his hands came to his chest. Pressing to one another. As he began to breath, in and out, heavily. Taking in sharp breaths, at first. Slowly, beginning to steady his breather. In and out, slowly. One breath in, followed by a slow and steady exhale. A sense of clam had come to wash over his body.

He began to Concentrate on the Earth. The soil beneath his feet. The Earth... It was massive. Daisuke, was all but a tiny spec on the surface. If he could manage to move only an inch of dirt. It would be an amazing accomplishment, for him... In and out... In and out... The boy's thoughts remained on that of the earth.. The cold dirt, beneath his feet... Brown, in color. Grainy in Texture... He began to picture the earth slowly beginning to rise around him. Little to his knowledge, the earth had begun to lift around his body. Flakes of dirt began to float around his body. Beginning to slowly move... Into a swirl pattern. Centered mostly around his right foot. Spec by spec of dirt began to cling to his foot.

Soon, his entire foot had become engulfed by the earth. Dirt poured in from all directions. Wrapping around the length of his foot. Slowly, creeping up his legs. Covering it in a thin layer of Earth. The boy let out a heavy exhale. As his concetration came to an end. Leaving his foot wrapped in the dirt. Daisuke looked down.. There wasn't much of a difference. Simply, that his foot was slightly darker in color. He lifted that leg. Holding it out in front of him. He snapped it forward against a tree. Causing the thin layer of Earth to crack. Slowly, it began to chip away. It took only two strikes before the entire outer armor had cracked and chipped away completely. Daisuke smiled, broadly.. If he kept it up, he would have this puppy down in no time!

After he had concentrated, so hard. He felt a bit light headed... So, Daisuke lowered onto the ground. Sitting amongst the dirt. He had become so excited. He didn't even pay any mind to the filth. It didn't manor, anymore. He was covered in it! Besides, if he could withstand an attack by covering himself in this dirt, it didn't manor! Anything was better than taking a death blow. The boy laughed, flopping backward onto the ground. Taking a small break from his training. He had made quite a leap. He was proud of himself, not to mention deserving of a break. His eye fell shut, listening to his surroundings. The wind blowing... The cold dirt against his flesh... Just absorbing the peacefulness.

[Byouki Nara]

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A couple of hours had come and passed. Daisuke lay flat upon the ground. Lying beneath a tree. A leaf dropped from the Tree. Coming to land upon the boy's mouth. As it did, his muscles reacted. His lips began to slowly peel apart, until the leaf dropped into his mouth. The taste was strange... It caused Daisuke to lift straight out of his slumber. Spitting the leaf from his mouth, out onto the ground. "Pew! Pewt! Pew!" He coughed, a bit. Rubbing at his throat. "Yuk!" He shouted. Reaching up to rub his eyes, lightly... Then, looking up at the tree.. "Damn tree! Don't make a fool out of me!" He growled, shaking his fist.

Daisuke, let out a heavy sigh. Was he losing his mind? Shouting at a tree? The boy lifted onto his feet. Rubbing his head, a bit. Hopefully, mixing up his brains a bit. To put them back into a working condition. Perhaps, Training was starting to take a toll on his brain and body. Though, it didn't manor. He was out to learn this Ninjutsu! The boy stretched out, his arms reaching for the sky. Lifting onto his tippy toes. As the muscles strained and pulled at one another. Stretching out in a fashion, that felt quite good... Daisuke, rolled his waist to the left and then to the right. Finishing up with a quick knee lundge. He was ready to continue.

The boy would spread his legs apart. Feet placed flat upon the surface of the ground. In a horse mounted position. His knees came to bend at the joints. Lowering his height by only an inch. Supporting his entire upper body. Raising his hands to his chest, once more. He pressed his palms flat against one another. A method of his concentration. Slowly, his breathing began to slow... In and out. One deep breath, one soft exhale. Until, they began to align in an almost perfect sync. In and out... In and Out... His mind coaching him through the process.

It had started. An image began to form in Daisuke's mind. It was that of the earth. Soon, He himself would appear in his mind. As if watching himself from above. As the dirt and soil around him began to lift from the surface of the Earth. Slowly, beginning to inch in a certain direction. Into a pattern around his body.. Swirling around his right foot. Small particles began to cling to foot. Attaching themselves to his clothing and flesh... Becoming and outer layer. This time around, Daisuke could feel the flecks of dirt roll across his flesh and imbue themselves. It was an almost soothing feeling... As if it were a feeling of safety.

It didn't stop with his foot... Soon, the earth was beginning to engulf his entire leg. The dirt rolled around his Capri's and up to his waist. Wrapping around him, embracing him in a shield of safety. The boy's breathing continued at a steady pace. Holding his concentration. Watching himself, from within his mind. Become engulfed by the Earth. Dirt roared across his left leg. Completely covering it in a layer of hardened earth. Now, his entire lower body had become consumed. Even had become a different shade. A darker shade, as it were. A coating of armor.

Even as his entire lower-half had become consumed by the dirt. It didn't stop there. Daisuke held his concentration. He wanted it, bad. This technique... Almost a safety net. The boy's breathing began to quicken. Chakra was being drained from his body. As it fueled the dirt to overtake his form. Dirt krept across the flesh of his hands. Rolling down into the sleeves of his Sweatshirt. Embracing the flesh of his entire upper arms. It began to creep upward over his neck... Inching closer and closer to his face. When, all of a sudden it had stopped. Daisuke had almost completely covered his entire body...

Though, it was at this point. He realized, he had lost concentration. During all of the excitement... Almost completing the technique. Daisuke had lost his focus. Not to mention, it had put a strain on his flow of Chakra. He had to learn to cope with it. No, not learn... He had to cope with it. If he praticed a couple more times, he thought for sure... He would be able to obtain it, in doing so. It would complete another goal, he had set for himself. Slowly, building his self-confidence.

[pandoru]

+30

Learned.

[Byouki Nara]

Mokuton: Ru-tsu ki Wana no Jutsu (Roots That Snare)
Rank: C
Skill: Ninjutsu
Effect: Roots grow out from the ground rapidly and wrap themselves around the opponents feet.
Special: Rabbit, Rat, Ram
Drawback: If the technique is caught early, the roots are not thick and are easy to break out of.
Description: Thick green roots come out of the ground and wrap themselves around the opponents legs. The longer the jutsu exists before it is countered, the more roots wrap themselves around the opponent and the higher they extend upwards. If the jutsu is not countered, eventually the opponent’s body will be completely ensnared.
Limit: Mokuton no Jutsu

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Light poured into Daisuke's bedroom window. It tinkled passed his lips, rolling across his face and eventually filled his eyes. An annoying brightness fill his eyelids, causing the small flesh slices to lift and expose his pupils to the light of the morning. Yet, another day was dawning on the Horizon. Another day of Training, for Aspiring Shinobi Yasunori, Daisuke. Raising from the comfortable surface of his bed. The boy would slide to the edge. Resting his feet upon the floor, beneath. Those small digits wiggled against the floor. As he lifted, Daisuke stretched out, raising his hands into the air above. Causing his back to crack, a couple of times. "Now... Let's get to Training!"

It didn't take long for Young Daisuke, to be on his way. Bathing and eating as fast he could. The boy pushed open the door into the Village streets. Stepping out into the eyes of the public. His left leg, lifted. Taking a large step forward. He worked out his thigh and calf muscles. Stretching out as far as he could. Before, raising back upright. Beginning his journey to the training ground, once more. Daisuke had found a small secluded area within the village. Where he could practice, free of distraction and the annoying tendencies of others. He had grown quite found of the little patch of Earth, away from the hot locations.

Soon, he would arrive at the place. Looking down upon the torn patch of Earth. In which, he created the day before. A small smile, crept passed his lips. Lowering down, brushing the dirt out into a semi-flat surface, once again. Mixing the earth skin he had shed, into the Earth's crust, once more. Slowly, lifting up onto his feet. He lean backward into a large Tree Trunk. Resting against it, as he withdrew a small book from his pouch. Holding it to his chest, as his eye rolled across the pages. Flipping through various Wood Elemental NinJutsu, until he had decided on one.

Mokuton: Ru-tsu ki Wana no Jutsu (Roots That Snare), that would be the one. With the page held open, Daisuke removed a Kunai from his pouch. Lifting his back from the Tree's trunk. Holding the book open, spine against the trunk. As he jabbed his Kunai into the top portion of the spine. Pinning the open book to the Trunk, about eye-level. With that, Daisuke stepped out away from the tree. Turning upon the ball of his foot. Until, he settle directly infront of it. His eyes glanced at the page... Reading the description of the Jutsu. In order to preform this NinJutsu, he would have to perform a select selection of handseals.

The boy would take in a deep breath. Gathering the will to begin. Before, exhaling softly. Placing his feet flat upon the ground. Feet spread apart from one another. Knee's bent, supporting the weight of his upper body. As his hands came to the center of his chest. Pressing to one another... Slowly, begining to form handseals. -Rabbit, Rat, Ram. Now, that he done the initial set. Daisuke would continue to practice the hand gestures. The child's fingers rolling and turning into select symbols. Symbols that represented animals. Again.... -Rabbit, Rat, Ram. Repeating the seals, over and over again.

[Byouki Nara]

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The repetition would last for at least another hour. At this point, the formation of each seal had become child's play. Memorization, an important factor of NinJutsu and GenJutsu alike. If the seals, could not be remembered, one could not call forth the NinJutsu. That would be quite an embarrassing feat, in the heat of battle. The boy's eye lifted to gaze upon the book. Reading over the description, once more. Then, over the seals. Absorbing the description. The words on the page, filled his mind. Embedding themselves into the pit of his brain.

Now, all he had to do was concentrate on the Wood Release. Taking in a sharp breath, he exhaled loudly. His breathing was becoming steady. In and out, slowly. A firm steady pace, kept his pattern on track. The boy would focus upon the earth at first. The dirt, soil, and mud around him... Then, deeper into the earth. Focusing upon the wood, imbue within the crevasses of the Earth. Roots, buried beneath the surface of the ground. Absorbing nutrients and water from the dirt above. Roots... The Gathers for the Trees. Feasting, so that Tree's may grow big and tall.

Daisuke, formed the seals, -Rabbit, Rat, Ram. His focus zoned upon the Wood Release. From beneath the surface of the Earth. Roots began to slither through the dirt. Slowly, adventuring upward toward the surface. As if they were snakes, slithering out of the den of it's prey. Reaching for the surface, as if it were so far away. Roots would drill upward through the surface, emerging from the ground. Only to show it's head, before diving down beneath the surface, once more. The boy had lost his concentration. The Roots didn't have enough to time fully rise from beneath the ground.

The boy let out a heavy sigh, he had to focus harder... Raising his arm, his hand rolled through the dark hair upon his head. Brushing it away from his face. Exposing only one eye. The other, non-existent, concealed beneath the medical bandage patch. The child would take a quick, breather. Lifting his chin, looking up into the branches of the tree. "I made a Promise." He laughed, a bit. Trying to give himself an inspiring speech to increase his motivation. Though, it only made him feel embarrassed, even nobody was looking. He was talking to himself... Though, he would continue. "That, I would become a strong Ninja. Besides... I'm sure, Tatsu doesn't want to be the only Chuunin in this Village..." He sighed. The road ahead was long and difficult.

If he desired to become a Chuunin, he would have to learn more NinJutsu and GenJutsu techniques. Quietly, lowering onto his bottom. Daisuke pressed himself into the trunk of the tree. Opening his notebook, retrieving the notebook and ink. He began to paint away in the pad. The child drew a large Forest. A thick and unyielding forest. Branches reach across the page, spreading from one edge to the other. Beneath those trees, Daisuke began to draw himself. Small and Insignificant compared to these Magnificent and Enormous creations. Thinking, he would gain a better understanding of the Wood Jutsu, if he at least understood wood, better. He came to realize, it was quite wonderful...

The Wood, it was the protective coat of a tree. Also known as the Bark. It protected the inner layers of the Tree, so that it may live a long and prosperous life. By utilizing the strength of wood. Daisuke, would be able to live a long and prosperous life. So, he hoped... Anyway. The boy rest at the feet of the Tree. Looking up at it, once more. As he began to coat the branches in beautiful leaves. Then, he would stop for a moment. Holding out his artwork, looking upon it. It expressed the magnificent features of Wood and Trees. To say the least, it inspired and empowered Daisuke to continue this training! Wood is powerful!

[Naegi˚ 苗木]

[+20+]

[.20.30.]

[Byouki Nara]

20/30

The break had ended, quickly. The boy had pumped himself up. Raising onto his feet. Daisuke would turn and face the tree trunk, once more. His eyes settle upon the book, that he had pinned to it, earlier. The description would once more, fill his thoughts. Imbuing into his mind, sinking into that pit within his brain, once more. The boy must focus upon the Wood Release. If he we're going to raise those roots from beneath the surface of the earth. To top it, wrap them around the feet of an opponent. It would take a lot of concentration to pull that off... So, he would do just that. It did seem simple enough, he could only hope it was.

Daisuke, began to focus upon the Wood Releasing. His eye falling to dirt, beneath his body. Staring into it. Raising his hands to the center of his chest, once more. He performed the handseals -Rabbit, Rat, Ram, before his eye fell shut. Picturing the roots beneath the surface, in his mind. Slowly, beginning to wedge their way to the surface. Slithering through out dirt, as if they were snakes. In his mind, those Roots began to get closer and closer to the surface. Until, they reared their heads from beneath the surface. Rising from the dirt, into the light of day. The boy focused, as the roots began to lift... Slowly, becoming taller and taller. An inch or centimeter at a time.

Sweat rolled down his cheek, covering his brow in a thin sheen. Though, his concentration never broke stride. All of his focus poured into the Wood Release, mind picturing roots. Those, roots began to swirl around the trunk of the tree. Beginning to wrap the tree trunk in a web of moist roots. Dirt spread across the base of the tree. The roots only helped to smear it further into the trunk. The boy's eyelid would lift. His eye settling upon the roots.. Watching as they swirl and entangle the base of the tree. He was doing it... Daisuke, breathed outward. His breath was heavy, as he poured his energy into remaining focused.

Those roots began to curl and move up the trunk of the tree. Slowly, inching upward along the bark. Now, nearing the waist high. Each root lifted and rolled around the waist of the trunk. Fastening tightly around the entire width. Daisuke panted, heavily. With a broad smile upon his face... Of course, it wouldn't be that easy on a living being. He still needed work. If he wanted to really use it. He would have to perfect the the technique. That would take time and training. Those, at of now. He was pleasantly surprised with his work. Just seeing those roots... Made him feel stronger already.

Daisuke, let out one final breath. Before, he broke his concentration. The roots unraveled from around the tree. Slowly, curling down it's length and eventually sinking back into the dirt. He let out a soft sigh... As he flopped backward onto his bottom. Sitting in the dirt, as he look up at the Tree... "I wonder... If I've completed it?" He questioned. "Do you think I need more work?" He asked the tree. Of course, it would respond. He was just being strange. Daisuke, let out a small laugh. Raising his hand to roam through his hair. "Possibly." He sighed, contently.

[Naegi˚ 苗木]

[+10+]

[.30.30.]

[.Learned.]

[.No Inconvenience At All.]

[Byouki Nara]

Doton - Shinjuu Zanshu no Jutsu (Double Suicide Decapitation Technique)
Rank: "D" Rank
Skill: NinJutsu / TaiJutsu
Effect: A technique where the user hides within the ground for a brief moment to surprise attack the opponent from under ground.
Special: ---
Drawback: ---
Description: The user takes the time to push into the ground by using their Earth Release. The user pushes into the ground quickly so that to be used against the opponent later on. The user at this point can not necessarily move within the ground at this moment, but the user does know by feel of when an opponent is right above. When an opponent is right under the user reaches up to take the opponent and drag them back down to the ground in one fell swoop without movement or notice. The opponent is unable to move for one post and the user is capable of slamming out of the ground with one movement.
Limit: Needs the Earth Release

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After an entire day of lounging lazily around the Village. Daisuke, thought it was would do some good, if he had at least learned one new technique. After all, the sun would be setting soon. Not that it mattered in the Village of Mist. It always seemed to be the same shade of Grey, everyday. At least, until nightfall came. When, it came pitch black. Quietly, he would lift his back from the seat portion of the bench. Stretching out, broadly. Turning to place his feet upon the ground. He lifted off the bench. While, his hands came up to grasp the hood about his shoulders. Lifting it up and over his head. Daiuke, began his walk. Everyday, he would report to the same location. An area out of sight, beneath a large Tree.

Standing beneath the Tree, Daisuke began to ponder... Just what kind of Technique should he learn? The boy reached backward into his pouch. Removing that small book of listed Earth Release Jutsu. Fingers glide across the pages, flipping through it. Until, he stumbled upon Doton - Shinjuu Zanshu no Jutsu (Double Suicide Decapitation Technique). He had to admit, the name sounded way to cool. So, it was decided! He would learn it, based upon it's name. "Let's see... The user focuses upon the Earth Release... Then, pushes themselves into the ground." It sounded simple enough. All he had to do was focus on the Earth Release and push in the ground! Quickly, slipping the book back into his pouch. The boy lowered onto his knees... Taking baby steps, for this.

His hands came to fold into his chest. Palms pressed against one another. As he began to focus. His eye fell shut, as he began to imagine the Earth beneath his knees. His breathing became steady. A picture of the ground became vivid in his mind. Focusing upon the Earth Seal. Daisuke lifted his hands away from his chest. Forming a fist. He punched downward into the ground. To his surprise, he didn't sink into the ground. Instead, his fist was met with a whirl of hurt! "Ow, Crap!" He cried, shaking his fist a bit. That hand wiggled and flopped around in the air, for a good two minutes... Before, the pain had finally subsided. "Sheesh... Let's try this again." The boy, sighed. With that, Daisuke began to process all over.

Hand to Hand, Palm to Palm. The boy's breathing became at a steady pace. Focusing upon the Earth Release. Breathing in the smell of dirt. His mind concentrating upon Mother Earth. Slowly, his left hand began to sink into the Earth... Disappearing beneath the surface, entering into the ground. The boy stopped at that point. Looking down upon his hand, it was burried into the earth. It looked as if the Earth had gone untouched, beside the initial hand print. Pleased, with his work. Daisuke, quickly began to dig himself out of the Earth. Now, all he had to do was focus harder. Eventually, his entire body would sink into the Earth.

The boy lifted onto his feet. Standing up straight, hands positioned inward. Palms flat against one another. As he began to focus, once more. Images of Mother Earth filled his mind. Feeding his brain stimulation. Slowly, his body began to sink into the earth. His feet lowering into the Earth. Fading from the surface, as if he were being swallowed by a beast... Daisuke held his concentration. It didn't take long, before his knees were swallowed by Mother Earth. His entire body was sinking deeper and deeper into the earth. Within moments, Daisuke had vanished from sight. The boy had lodged himself deep into the Earth. Only to remain hidden from veiw. He had done it! Now... All he had to do, was get out.

From beneath the surface, Daisuke punched his arm upward. Shooting up out of the Earth and onto his feet. It was as if the Mother Earth had spit him out. Daisuke, felt almost offended? Had he tasted bad? The boy chuckled to himself. "Good job, Daisuke!" He cheered for himself. "I should continue to practice this..." He huffed, lazily. Leaning back against the tree. "After a nap..." He yawned. Soon, the boy had drifted away into a better place, where his dreams did come true.

[Masakuni]

+10
(10/10) Learned.

[Byouki Nara]

Magen: Hana Arashi no Jutsu (Demonic Illusion: Flower Storm Technique)
Rank: “C” Rank
Skill: Genjutsu
Effect: Sends an illusionary swirl of flower petals around the opponent, which acts as a hypnotism to slow down the speed at which the brain interprets the signal that the eyes send to the brain.
Special: “Hand Signs”- Dog, Horse, Rabbit, Ram, Tiger
Drawback: The Genjutsu only works as long as the opponent can see the flower petals themselves. If the opponent can view the area through another object (glasses, etc), then the Genjutsu does not work.
Description: The user performs the handseals, releasing a flow of chakra at the opponent. From that point, a giant swirl of flowers, normally cherry blossoms, will move rapidly in a circular formation around the user. This hypnotizes the mind into lowering the speed at which the brain processes the signals received from the eyes. Because of this, everything seems to move incredibly fast to the opponent, except for the cherry blossoms which stay at the same speed.
Limit: Must know Pattern Perception

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It was another day, just like the others. Daisuke, set out on his daily walk. Reporting to the same spot, day in and day out. Things were quite slow around the Village. He hadn't been out on a mission, yet. Heck, he hadn't even gotten to meet his team members, yet. Apparently, they were still waiting on the last kid to make appearance. None the less, he was told to train. To train hard and fast. After all, they wouldn't be taking any run of the mill missions. They were going to be assigned the difficult missions, being that a Chounnin had been assigned as Squad Leader. Tatsu told him, he had better train hard. They would be facing difficult foes in the near future.

Padded feet tap lightly against the cement below. As he adventured through the Village. Walking amongst the streets. Weaving between the common folk. Before, he stop. Turning his head to the right. Daisuke gaze upon a large Cherry Blossom Tree. But, how was that possible? The boy was unnaturally drawn to it. Quietly, he leaped onto the stone fence, surrounding the yard of a House. A tiny old man, sit at the base of the Tree. Transferring particles of his Chakra into the roots of the Tree. Feeding it, his Chakra? Maybe, that's why he was able to grow such a tree in this place. Where the sun had barely peaked through the Mist on very few occasions.

The Old Man began to hum a soft tune, while he tend to his Tree. He seemed to be happy and content with his simple life. Daisuke could only smile. Old People... They we're something else. They found pleasure in the most simple of everyday menial tasks. Slowly, he slid off the edge of the fence. Walking over to the Man and Tree. Gently, placing his palm upon the trunk. "You have a beautiful Tree, here.. Mister." Daisuke, spoke softly. The Old Man, must've been hard at hearing. He didn't even reply. Though, he looked up. Noticing Daisuke's feet at the base of the Tree. "Oh, Hello there!" He spoke, cheerfully. "You like my tree?" Daisuke smiled, a bit.. Nodding his head. "Yes, It's very beautiful." He repeated, louder this time around. The Old Man would smile, a bit.. "Yes, It reminds of my favorite GenJutsu. Would you like to learn it?" He asked, Daisuke.

The boy blinked, taking a step back. Old People... So gosh darn friendly. Though, from the looks of it. The Old Man, hadn't had any company in ages. None the less, Daisuke was eager to learn a new GenJutsu. "Yeah, that would great! Old man." He replied. The small frail man would lift from the ground. Rising up onto his feet.. He was no taller than Daisuke. He appeared to be shrinking in size, due to his old age. The boy watched intently... As the older man wasted no time. Bringing his hands into his chest. He would begin to preform handseals - Dog, Horse, Rabbit, Ram, Tiger. "Watch my hands, carefully.." He instructed. The man began to perform the same handseals, once more. - Dog, Horse, Rabbit, Ram, Tiger, Daisuke watched, closely. Trying to mesmerize each seal and their order of operation.

Now, he would demonstrate the entire GenJutsu. The man brought those old and wrinkled hands to his chest, once more. Beginning to form the appropriate handseals, - Dog, Horse, Rabbit, Ram, Tiger. Slowly, beginning to push a flow of Chakra toward Daisuke. Within but a second, a wave of Cherry Blossoms roared through the air. Swirling around the boy, a 360 degree angle. The boy was surrounded. The blossoms would curl around the boy's form. The GenJutsu began to take it's affect. His brain slowly began to slow down. As the man, faded into the massive cyclone of Cherry Blossoms. The boy blinked... "Where did you go?" He called, then he saw a flicker. It was the man, he was circling around Daisuke. Fading between the flowers, at amazing speed!

[Byouki Nara]

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Cherry Blossoms, swirl around his body. It was jaw-droopingly beautiful. Then, came a tap. One upon his shoulder. Another into his back. At his side and then chest. The Old Man had done a complete circle around the boy. Daisuke, was in shock. The Older Man, might have been old. But, he could move as if he we're young again. "You're dead." Said the older man. As the Cherry Blossoms began to slow to an eventual stop. The boy was quite amazed, he couldn't belieave a simple old man, has such a Technique in his arsenal. He had to be some kind of GenJutsu Master, or something! As the Cherry Blossoms float the ground. There was no doubt, that had to be a Pattern Perception technique! This made Daisuke, quite happy.

As the petals flutter to the ground, below. The child's brain began to return to his full working capabilities. "What happened?" Questioned the boy, in a curious manor. The Older Man let out a brief chuckle. "By using those Handseals, I was able to use a Genjutsu called Magen: Hana Arashi no Jutsu (Demonic Illusion: Flower Storm Technique)" He stated. "By sending a flow of Chakra at you. A swirl of Flowers wrapped around your entire body. Hypnotizing your brain into slowing down." He continued. By now, Daisuke was blown away... This Jutsu was quite amazing. It would certainly become a valuable asset to his own arasnel. So, he buttoned his lip and listened very carefully. "Now, listen closely." The man blurted out.

None the less, Daisuke was at his full attention. "By launching a flow of Chakra at you. I was able to hypnotize your brain. This caused your reaction speed to drop significantly. Thus, I played on it. By using the Cherry Blossoms as a distraction. I am able to move around the blossoms in a circel around you. To you, it appears as if I am doing it at super human speed. In reality, I am simply walking a circle around you." The Old Tree Man, explained. "Pretty neat, eh?" He questioned, followed by a loud and lumpious chuckle. Daisuke was like a little school boy, learning his first technique. "I must learn this! Great Honorable GenJutsu user!" The boy praised the man. Seeking his knowledge.

The Man chuckled, loudly. "I said, I would teach you already!" He coughed, between chuckles and words. The boy felt good about himself. In Truth, he was helping out this old man. His days must've been boring and tiresome. Maybe, he did need a bit of interaction... Just as much as he did. To pass on his knowledge to another. Though, the Old Man was helping Daisuke just as much. Teaching him a powerful GenJutsu such as this one. The boy would deffinately become a valuable asset to his Team. The boy laughed along with the man. "Thank you, Old Man.. I appreciate it, greatly." He whispered. Taking in a deep breath. He would try it himself, now.

The soft russle of grass, became audible to their ears. As Daisuke spread his legs apart. His feet rolling threw the Old Man's lawn. Taking in another deep breath. Exhaling loudly, into the open air. Bending his knees at the joint. Slightly turning his feet inward at a diagonal point. Raising his hands to come together at his chest. Plams flat against one another. As his eye fell shut. Beginning to focus and build Chakra. Focusing his technique into the Art of GenJutsu. A picture became vivid in his mind. It was that of the man's hands. Beginning to roatate and form the hand gestures, required to use this GenJutsu.

[Byouki Nara]

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The image began to replay, within the comfort of his mind. Watching those handseals form, over and over again. Until, Daisuke's hands began to move. Raising his fingers to the center of his chest.. They began to move slowly. Forming- Dog, Horse, Rabbit, Ram, Tiger. Chakra began to build within his body. Breathing out, heavily. Gathering it into a single point. Until, he released it. Launching a flow of Chakra at the old man. It caught wind, circling around the Older Man's body. As a flow of Cherry Blossoms began to come into sight. One after another, as a massive wave circled the old and frail body. It was working. Daisuke, was doing it. The boy held his concentration for a couple of minutes.

Until, he stepped into the wave of Cherry Blossoms. Beginning to circle around the Older Man. With his index and middle finger extended. He would reach out and tap the man, upon the shoulder. Gently, into the center of his back. Against the forearm of his left arm. Then, finally sinking the point of his fingers into the man's chest. As if it were the finishing blow. The Older Man would let out a loud chuckle. "Good job!" He blurt, loudly. "But..." Daisuke paused for a minute. Looking upon the Older Man. As the man reached to his neck. Lifting the glasses from his chest to rest upon his nose. Little did Daisuke know, he could see through his GenJutsu. The boy would continue his stroll around the man, as if nothing had changed.

Though, something had changed. Feeling a hand come to rest upon his shoulder. It was that of the Old Man's. Daisuke looked puzzled. How could he do that!? The expression upon his face, must've been priceless. Judging by how the man had burst into giggles. The boy let out a small sigh, with an almost dumbfounded face. "How did you see through my GenJutsu Technique?" He asked, in curiously. The Older Man's giggles came to a slow stop. Pointing the glasses that rest upon his nose. "If an enemy is wearing glasses, they can see right through the technique. Daisuke, let out a soft breath. The flowers around quickly faded away. As the illusion dissipated. "They can use other objects, as well. If the oppenet can see through it. This Jutsu won't work." He informed Daisuke.

The boy would give a small nod. "I understand." He said, simply. Quickly, removing the notebook and ink from his pouch. Quickly, begining to jot down notes. "Don't be discouraged, by this. It will only work on people not wearing any Eye wear. But... It's a very effective technique against those with out it." The boy would smile, a bit. Gently, nodding his head up and down. The boy hadn't come very many Shinobi with eye wear. So, this was a good GenJutsu to have in his own array of tricks. "Thanks, old man! I'll remember that." He said, softly. Gently, tucking away the book and ink. As he leaped onto the fence, once more. "Goodbye!" He called, simply. Sliding off the edge and into the street.

Daisuke would smile, a bit.., Maybe, he would come back. Visit this Old Man in the future. To perhaps, learn more from him. Especially, about the Art of GenJutsu. With that, he let out a small sigh. Stretching out, broadly. "That was quite a work out! I think... It's about time for another nap." He huffed, lazily. As he walked off, disspearing from the old man's sight and into a crowd of large people. "Maybe I should practice this on my own..." He mumbled in the middle of the crowd. Granting him a couple of weird looks from the commoners. Though, he payed them little attention.