You Spin me Right Round[Training/Atsu Interaction]

[Bachitari Onryou]

Suiton: Uzumaki no Jutsu (Whirlpool Technique)
Rank: “B”
Type: Ninjutsu
Effect: Creates a fast-moving whirlpool underneath someone’s feet.
Special: Rat, Dragon, Horse, Ram, Goat, Tiger, must have water underneath the opponent.
Description: The user creates a whirlpool with a diameter of ten feet around the opponent. The water begins to swirl directly under the opponent’s feet, sucking them down under. Each second that the technique exists, the whirlpool expands half a foot, until ten feet is reached. The whirlpool can exist for a total duration of three turns, at which point, the water stops swirling. Opponents trapped inside of the whirlpool are thrust downwards, further into the depths of whatever water source is around.
Limit: Water Release

0 | 80

It was a rather foggy morning today. I could feel the fog creep around me and it was not the hidden mist technique. I was saving my Chakra for something more important. I was training for the Uzumaki no Jutsu technique. The Whirlpool technique.

I knew it might be a difficult skill to gain, but I was not about to give up. Not today. I was a Genin even though I was 21 years of age. I had my reasons for not being a Chuunin or a Jounin right now. And those would remain a secret.

My feet stepped onto the softened grass which was dampened with the morning mist. My expressions upon my face remained anonymous. My sapphire eyes remained serious as I kept my mind clear. I was not sure how long this would take, but I was willing to take as much time as needed. I needed to pace myself to make sure I got this accurately.

My dark blue hair wrapped around my shoulders and partially over my blackened spaghetti string tank top. I had on dark blue shorts and the bandage like wrapping around my right leg with my kunai pouch over that. The typical blue Shinobi sandals I wore over my feet. Brushing hair back behind my ear, I began to concentrate. Walking forward, I took gentle step after gentle step I took out onto the foggy lake.

Taking a long blue ribbon, I tied my hair back so it was out of the way. Ripples stretched out as I walked upon the waters surface. If anyone were to come to interact with me, I would let them. I had more important things to do than let some one bother me by just watching. I closed my eyes and took in several deep breaths. I began to gather my chakra together so I could begin to practice.

Doing a little Tai Chi, I decided to get my body warmed up so I would not strain something. This was how I prepared myself. My skin I could feel was beginning to chill in the cool air. Raising my arms up over my head, I slowly brought them back down and over each other with palms facing each other as if I was holding a sphere. Doing this, I breathed out slowly and opened my eyes.
Then, quickly with my hands I made a few hand seals that were part of the technique I wished to learn.

Rat. Dragon. Horse. Goat. Ram. Tiger.

[Tenkai]

Why would this jutsu be out of 10? For your count it would be out of 80 since you are D-Rank.

+7 | 80

[Bachitari Onryou]

7 | 80

I had remembered the things my dad had taught me. He had told me not to give up through anything. I held the tiger hand seal as water began to ripple around me. My breath quickened as I could feel the energy begin to drain from me slowly. I put more concentration into it trying to make sure I got this right all the while my fathers words ringing in my head.

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"I am so proud of you Midori. You are making fine improvement in your skills. You are learning quickly just as I had when I was your age. Remember to spare your energy and use your strongest technique for the very last. Remember to save as much chakra as you can until the very final moment. Only then will you have a chance to succeed in a life or death battle." Those were my fathers words when I was still in the academy. I had water whirling around me as I tried a technique that my instructor taught me and which in turn my father perfected. As the water slowed down, a clone appeared right next to me. It copied my every move as I separated my hands that held the rat hand seal together. My clone did the same. Before me my father applauded. "See what you can do when you put all of your concentration in it?"

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Water began to ripple violently all around her as she worked on getting her technique right. Beads of sweat and beads from the lake water began to appear on her form as her hair whipped about her. Her ribbon came loose and floated away. A section of the water twenty feet in front of her began to ripple and circle a little. Would she get the technique right? But as the water began to slow, her energy began to drain and she had to stop. Closing her eyes and separating her hands, she sighed heavily. The wind and the water began to slow until it was silent once more. Well, at least there was less fog around.

[Umehara]

+8

I'm liking your posts.

15|80

[Bachitari Onryou]

15 | 80

As she took a sundial shaped container off of her hip, it gurgles as water came from it. After she took a few sips from it, she set it back on her hip and walked back out onto the water. It rippled again and made no sound as she stood in the middle. She still was sweating and her breath was now quickened. She had used a good amount of energy trying to get the technique right.

Wiping the sweat from her brow, she closed her eyes to concentrate once more. Many things went through her mind. Wondering if she really would be able to learn all the techniques necessary to be able to pass the Chuunin exams. But she had to keep her mind blank and be able to concentrate. Sighing once more, she opened her eyes and did the following hand signs to begin the technique.

Rat. Dragon. Horse. Goat. Ram. Tiger.

Wind and water rippled and whipped around her as she concentrated hard. The fog began to dissipate around her making her vision more clear. The sun was now shining brightly outside and the trees also swayed lightly in the wind. Her breathing stayed solid in a slow four beat rhythm. Her eyes remained focused as she held the Tiger hand seal tightly together. Once again, water twenty feet before her began to ripple.

"Come on. Come on!"

Her voice was no more above a whisper. She stood stock still as she tried to make the whirlpool commence. She could see it spinning some as it collided into itself many a time. Finally, it began to spin only slightly but not enough to make a whirlpool. Sweat built on her brow as her heart raced. She could feel her energy and her chakra begin to fade. She had a good amount and she was holding some back which was possibly the problem.

Deciding to let go, she sent more chakra through in order to learn the technique. The water before her thrashed more and the wind raced around here more intensely. Sweat began to dribble down her face and arms. She could see the water thrashing around more and more. Her energy began to run out and before it ran out completely, she decided it would be best to rest once again. Sighing, she once again separated her hands and the lake around her silenced. The water rippled and made little waves as it finished its thrashing movements. A frustrated expression was plastered on her face as she stood there beaded with sweat.

[Tenkai]

+10
`25.80]

^^

[Bachitari Onryou]

25 | 80

I was incredibly frustrated. It was a habit of mine. I stood there with water coming off of my body. My frustration was plastered to my face as I stared at the water angrily. If I wanted to pass the damn Chuunin exams, I knew I had to increase my skills as a Shinobi! I needed to become more skilled than I was now. And if my patience ran out I knew I would not make it. More words from my memories of my father came to my mind as I stood there angry out of my mind!

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You are not going to get anywhere if you get frustrated about it. Your anger blocks your concentration, which in turn blocks your focus which will make you fail every time. If you are not patient, then you will never succeed. he said as he stood over her. She was in the water soaking wet. But daddy, this is too hard! she cried out as water splashed upon her face. Her father looked down on her. Remember my lessons. If you ever give up, then you will always fail. If you give up in the middle of a battle, then you will die. You can't just give up just because you think it is too hard. Of course its going to be hard. That is the beauty of training. And I will not repeat the lesson again. Quit whining and get up off your knees and try again.

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Her father was always a strict man for good reason. He ran his own academy, taught his own students and made them into good soldiers. He was a highly respected man in their village. Even their Mizukage appreciated his services. He had gotten medals of honor and such from him as well as a good word and it spread throughout the hole Water country. And she was his daughter and the last of his line. Since his death, the memory of his importance had faded away like the morning mist. She had expected this as well. She intended on reclaiming her name back from the man that took it all from her when she was just a teenager. And she would not give up even if it killed her in the very end.

Walking back out onto the water, she was not yet about to give up. She knew she had to succeed. As she stood out in the middle, she wanted to know how deep the water really was. Closing her eyes and crossing her arms over her chest, her body slowly slid into the water. As she did, bubbles lifted out of her hair as she opened her eyes and sunk sort of like a rock. Deeper and deeper she went. She counted the seconds as she dropped. As she looked up, she measured that she was five feet below the surface. Then she shifted her gaze to look down and saw that there was ten feet of water below her. She wondered if she was trying to move much water. Shifting her body, she began to swim forward to see if she could find a more shallower part of the lake. It was dark and the water was a comfortable temperature. She looked left and right to see where if the floor of the lake was getting higher. In front of her she could see that the water was six feet deep at most. Swimming back up to the surface, she crawled to the top of the water and stood on it once more. Taking out her gourd, she swallowed some more water, she prepared to try her technique once more.

[Umehara]

+10

35|80

[Umehara]

-- Enter: Tsukuyomi (Clone).

From the distance did Anotsu reclaim his existence upon the plain, terra firma shifting up under his sandals as he casually ambled onto the scene. The rather darkened plumes of gray that lingered overhead blotted out the sun nicely, providing a cool atmosphere as the Uchiha once more took to patrolling the area for potential assailants. A set of indigo eyes gazed out into the distance and took in all that was occurring, ambidextrous abilities allowing him to tap an idle beat along the pristine armor fit snug against his form.

Obsidian locks veiled his facade only slightly before he pushed a hand up, allowing slender digits to remove them from his countenance. Pursed lips prevailed as the dominant of features from Anotsu, the silken twins full but unmoving for lack of having anything significant to say. Only the cadence of footfall accompanied him as he seemed to hover forward, the grace of his footsteps unmatched by the eyes of the mundane. The luminous glow within his occuli told stories of many wars that had been waged, and even more that had been won.

And yet, he was of a serene nature.

Atsuhiro managed to spot what appeared to be a kunoichi in the distance, the seas of blue that composed her hair drawing a mild attention to furrowed eyebrows as he sought to watch her movements. Sun-kissed epidermis heaved lightly up under the armor and ANBU Uniform, the Wolven Mask hidden behind his neck so as to conceal his identity should the moment have called for it. But contrary to popular inquiry, not every unknown enemy could become potential adversaries. The "leap of faith" in character granted, he would slowly allow his feet to push him forward. He'd soon close the distance between himself and this newfound maiden.

[Bachitari Onryou]

25 | 80

Rat. Dragon. Horse. Goat. Ram. Tiger.

I did the hand seals faster this time. I held the Tiger hand seal as the wind and water began to flip around me. Water sprayed all over my already wet body. My hair whipped about me as I stood still in efforts of trying to get this technique right.

Water twenty feet before me began to spin about and crashing against itself. I breathed heavily as I tried to put all of my energy into it. The water swirled around me like a huge tornado. My charka was concentrated fully in order to get this technique right. I was sure that I was causing such a commotion that some one would come and watch.

The water continued to swirl around me. It got faster and faster and became more violent. The thrashing of the water in front of me as well became more violent. As it did, it began to swirl around me. It whipped about as I could see it beginning to spiral. I could hear the water splashing about trying with all its might to do what I commanded.

Sweat poured down my brow as I concentrated greatly. I kept my eye contact on the whirlpool trying to form. Suddenly, I saw something across the shore from me. An ANBU with a wolf mask. Once I lost my eye contact, the water slowed and silently stopped. Walking to the shore, I sat down on a nearby tree stump and pulled out my gourd of water and began to drink from it. I looked at the ANBU again curious as to what he was doing all the way out here. I gave him a nod acknowledging his presence was known. Usually, they were more secretive than this, and he seemed to be interested and was walking towards me.

[|Ayame Unbound|]

+7

32|80

[Umehara]

The Uchiha's trek had led him to stand near the woman's side, only the reflection of the water catching his eyesight as those bright occuli gave tentative measure to her features. Through the peripheral vision could he discern her appearance, oceans of blue falling in waves about her shoulders. His own head would lower in respect, the chin nearly pointing to the chest as he returned her nod.

"Why have you not joined the festival?" he inquired. Perhaps she had lost her way? Either way, indigo eyes would meet her to discern if her presence possessed any hostility. Atsuhiro was an ever-calculating individual, the wiles of deception and trickery ordinary for those that could invoke the use of Genjutsu. He, on the other hand, held an automatic countermeasure that ensured that the world's true perception would remain his. Bringing either arm upward, he thereafter folded his arms along his abdomen.

The water appeared to be rather serene. He had trained multiple times into the art of the Water Release, and it had not proved to be any different as the air felt moist to its touch along his unblemished skin. He would even go so far as to amble toward its edge, kneeling down before gliding digits effortlessly along its crystalline waters in admiration. The apathetic Atsuhiro slowly gave her that piercing gaze only seconds thereafter, and in that moment he wondered just why social status was so important. There were many that strived for acceptance, and to people such as Tsukuyomi it merely came naturally.

"I'm sure you'd enjoy what is has to offer you.." he continued.

[Bachitari Onryou]

32 | 80

I listened to his every word. His soft and cool voice slipped into my ears, resonating in my brain for me to remember later. It could provoke a shiver to go down my spine, but I was already wet and it was rather cold outside. But I wouldn't show him that. He spoke about a festival. Festival? I didn't know there was a festival... and besides. I have more important things to do than some festival.

Indeed. It might offer me such things I would enjoy, but I have more important matters to take care of. One of which training for the Chuunin Exams. Another...

I paused as I looked to the ground. Telling this story always pained me, but I thought one day perhaps some one would join my side and aid me in my quest. But I knew that might not ever happen. I kept it to myself as I looked back up to the ANBU.

My family was killed by one of the notorious criminals you are hunting. He killed my parents and destroyed my a part of my village when I was thirteen. I tried to attack and stop him, but he was too strong for me. A Jounin he was. He kept me alive for some reason however. He told me if I wish to get revenge for my parents, I had to train immensely and hunt for him. Once I do, he and I will have a fair fight. In the end, I will kill him and make him pay for what he did to me and my family.

I stood up once again at my five foot eight height. I was muscular for my height but having muscles meant nothing when being a Shinobi. You had to have strategy, cunning, smarts as well as many other things. She kept her own serious gaze on the male. She wondered why he had come. Unless he was bored and needed something to do.

If you wish to watch me, I am training on the Whirlpool Technique. If you have any pointers, feel free to share them with me. I could use all the ones I could get.

I spoke as I walked back out to the water with my hair dripping still from submerging earlier. It was now cold and my body showed it including my bosom. Can't help the fact I am a woman. A young one at that. I turned around and faced him as I did the hand seals once more.

Rat. Dragon. Horse. Goat. Ram. Tiger.

Holding the Tiger hand seal, the water roared around me as my hair whipped about as another water spout surrounded me partially. I concentrated and breathed heavily as I realized that I was low on energy. I was not about to give up though. Fatigue began to settle in. Sweat remained on my brow as I saw the water ten feet in front of me splash and circle around trying to perform for me. I groaned as I tried to fight off the fatigue. I knew if I fought it off too much that I could hurt myself. I would not give up. Not now! Not when I was so close! I continued to concentrate and increase the intensity.

Soon after, the water began to swirl and I could see the whirl pool beginning to form where as before it would only spin. It was a small one, and only the beginning part of it, but it was a start. Finally, I had expended all my energy. Too much at that. Soon, I began to feel dizzy and I lost my concentration. I tried to fight it, but it was too much. I soon blacked out and I plunged into the water and began to sink. I was too tired to try to swim to the surface. It began to get darker. I ran out of air and I realized I would drown if I did not try to swim up to the surface. I tried, but I was too far under. Soon, I had swallowed too much water, and I passed out. Down, down, down I continued to the bottom of the lake. It was thirty feet deep to the ocean floor.

Words: 700
Status: Complete
Character: Midori Sanaka Mist Genin

[Umehara]

+10

42|80

[Umehara]

-- It appeared that yet another life had been gifted unto the Saviour's capable hands.

Even before the woman could begin to sink anywhere near the depths of the ocean floor's bed, Anotsu had taken no time to vanish [1|17]. Altogether did reality lose its mark of his existence, an ethereal travel between this world and the spiritual yielding unto the Uchiha a speed gifted by the most heavenly deities themselves. His advance carried him onto the water's surface as chakra slipped downward and to the soles of his feet, enabling his muscular silhouette to walk upon its surface with the utmost ease. An azure flame seeped from every seam as a dance of the zodiac beasts ensued - nimble digits weaved one through the other, creating few handseals that allowed him to purchase another jutsu with which to do his bidding.

"Water Style." he called.

As if the very hand of god itself, the water that encircled the woman would begin to rise from the great body of water. Swirling and contorting, a pillar of water began to spiral in a tranquil tornado that would deliver her muscular frame from the clutches of death itself. Chakra filtered out unto the edge of its powerful surge, yet the epicenter in which her body rested as the tornado moved toward him would be unharmed. Now soaked in water, himself, the Uchiha bent his legs at the knees. Beads of water trickled down his flawless facial features before he once more took to the Inkaten technique [1|7], travelling to the top of the tornado he had created and delicately slipping an arm up under her legs, the other around her torso.

Lifting the female and cradling her form close to his chest, the two soaked shinobi found themselves back on solid ground as he gracefully jumped forward. He seemed to hover with this maiden in his arms, his feet planting upon gaia once more with a soft pad of his soles against the sea of emerald blades. He knelt down slowly and placed her form against the ground lightly, cradling her head before he slid fingers along what stray hair matted against her face. Anotsu reacted only on instinct - what fueled such emotional acts to act in such haste? Not even he could comprehend it, though such would have to return to the cerebral at another time.

Pursed lips parted as he leaned downward, and to his mild indifference, she appeared to have gone blank. The refusal of her chest to heave signified no breathing, and in that regard there was but one method he'd been taught in his younger days.

He'd have to perform CPR, so it seemed.

Reluctant, the Uchiha placed his hands upon her chest. The touch of her breasts below his grasp was altogether awkward, to say the least, Atsuhiro never having been intimate with a woman and having never touched this region without combat cause. Fingers outstretched, he applied a pressure to her torso in hopes that the water would filter out through her esophagus. Thereafter, he leaned downward and slowly closed the proximity between his lips and her own supple twins.

Contact.

Their lips met gently as Anotsu applied the gift of life to her lungs, breath reserved only for her intake as he attempted to force the liquid to dislodge itself from her body. The feeling that rushed over him was a myriad of emotions - could this have counted as his first kiss? Was it correct to intrude on a woman's personal space as he was? Only moments ago, she'd been speaking of the harm that her family had suffered. Yet, he was here doing unthinkable acts with this new acquaintance. Time was of the essence, however, and the impalpable knowledge of the Uchiha would have to prevail.

What appeared to be an eternity passed as he kept placing his lips upon her own, applying a forced breath that would eventually find its way to the water within her form. He could only hope that his efforts were not in vain.

[Bachitari Onryou]

Her body was weightless in the water as she continued to sink, but all of a sudden the water began to reject her and she began to float to the surface. A tornado began to carry her upwards and she was in the grasp of the ANBU she had spoken to before. Her chest did not heave nor lift showing that she was breathing when he had placed her on the ground. Her hair grasped at her face and her body remained soaked as well as the ANBU's. He was sitting over her as he contemplated what he needed to do. In an instant, he placed his hands just below her breasts and began to commit to CPR. Her body moved as he pressed down on her chest trying to put life back in her.

After a few tries of pushing down her chest, his frame bent forward to breathe into her lungs. Their lips met and air began to flow into her lungs. Was that counted as their first kiss? She remained lying on the ground not yet breathing. His efforts continued as he pushed down on her chest and breathed into her lungs once more. Suddenly, a struggle to regain life once more. Coughing and spurting sounded from her chest as water began to pour from her mouth. Rolling over, she puked up the rest of the water that had filled her lungs came pouring out of her mouth and she gasped for air and coughed some more.

Looking around, she had found that she was on the shore of the lake. The air was cold and looking over her shoulder was the ANBU. Sitting up slowly, she nodded to him. Thank you. she said with a tone of shame and embarrassment on her throat. She should have never pushed herself that far and she knew the risks. If it weren't for the ANBU here, she would have died.

I owe you my life.

Were her next words. If her father were here, he would tell her that there was no weakness within her family lines and if she were to get in a similar situation, you either fight or die. You don't rely on others to save your life. But this man had saved her life and in return she was grateful.

[Umehara]

(( Lol. Unfortunately, you can't post "Not Finished" when you make training entries. They get graded as is. You probably didn't know that, but if you post up training or an RP post then you won't be able to edit it if people have graded it already. xD ))

[Bachitari Onryou]

Modded.

[Umehara]

Sitting back, Anotsu gently took the woman's body and placed her head in his lap. He took a small towel from his pouch and began to dab it along her frame, drying her facade of the water that lingered. A finger brushed along the corner of her lips to rid his saved swimmer of excess water, the hair matted to her face straying away as his fingers sifted along her smooth skin effortlessly. He held that same indifference as he heard her gratitude, a shake of his head ensuing. "I am sure that you would have done the same for me."

He had made the sacrifice to rescue the "damsel in distress" from her watery fate, and now she appeared to be remorseful about the actions that had transpired there. As they continued to rest, he allowed his tongue to slide out to wet his lips. "You must have been at this all day..your chakra reserves should have been more thoroughly noted..perhaps you'll want to remember that the next time." Anotsu, sociable? This was perhaps the best of conversations he'd found himself in a long while, the touch of their lips still fresh within his memories.

Would this be what it was like to kiss Iggy? Or to kiss anyone else? Perhaps it was even possible for one to feel this when it came to same sex? ...No, he wasn't that naive. Chuckling the very thought off, Atsuhiro wiped a stray bead of water from her lower lip. He gazed into her occuli with his own, half-lidded in their appearance signifying that he was there to comfort her as much as possible. What feelings were coming over him, not even the Uchiha knew. But the bond with Mizu No Kuni appeared to have been intoxicating his "loner's judgement" with a favorable notion to open the heart up - even if such a happening was meager.

[Bachitari Onryou]

My head laid upon his legs as I looked up to him in his eyes. They were soft and intelligent and showed that he was here to support me as long as needed to be. I felt relaxed for the first time in my life. For some reason, I felt content here in the lap of this ANBU. He stayed silent after he told me about my Chakra reserves. I agreed in my head. I should have paid more attention to it. He wiped the water away from my brow, facade and my lips as I stayed on his lap. It was soothing some knowing that some one cared.

As I met his eyes, I found myself gazing in them as if I were gazing as a serene landscape or the expanding starry sky. They were deep pools that mesmerized me for their beauty. Blushing, I looked away. I had not felt like that before. Deciding to get my mind off of it thinking I was making him uncomfortable, I decided to spark a conversation.

So what brings you all the way out here this early in the morning? And by the way... I am Midori. You don't have to give me your name since you're ANBU. Rather you stay protected.

I folded my arms over my chest. I still felt a little cold and the sun had not made it over to where we were laying. We sat in the shade as we conversed to each other. The water had become still and unmoving again and the wind had stopped. It was slightly eerie, but some how I felt safe with this man. And I didn't even know his name. I knew that the ANBU were not supposed to release their names, which I did not mind in any case.