{Training}In Memory~

[Kazuma]

"I see...Thank you for infroming me." The masked shinobi nodded at the other feeling his job was done and within the space of a moment he vanished in a tiny surge of water. The other man frowned at his now wet welcoming mat, his dark hair hanging over his eyes. Haunting amber eyes hidden behind dark locks peered steadily at the mat in all it's dripping mess...the eyes drew to a close. Swiftly the man picked up the mat and tossed it into the neighbors yard and the door clicked shut behind him as he returned to his home. How long had it been that he'd been living there...he'd forgotten. Even now it felt over the top, the fluffy couch, the small kitchen, the television and everything else. Kazuma...never had time for such things until now.

It had been a long time...since he hid himself from the world, becoming a hermit of sorts. The only time his door opened was when he needed to re-stock food or Anbu needed to deliver a message, neither of which happened often. He guessed they just felt sorry for him...he was Her student for that short time and they figured he wanted to know. Truth is he didn't want to know anything...besides they were telling him things he'd already known. 'Blah blah we're still searching...blah blah hope...blah blah' Kazuma was reaching his limit with these idiots. "Just tell me now and get it over with..." he mumbled to no one in particular. He sat himself down on the couch and was tempted to turn on the TV but something bothered him.

It was time to stop fooling himself...time to act his age. He was too old to be whining and pouting about it. Just say it. "She's...dead." he blinked slowly as he let it sink in. Now what? He needed to do something aside from lying around and crying allt he damn time. Slowly the shinobi pushed himself to his feet and dragged himself toward the restroom. He had to do something...but he also had to preserve her memory in some way. He found a rusty kuni on the ground just before the door...he decided he didn't want to know why it was there. Leaning just a bit he snatched it off the ground and walked into the tiny white bathroom and stared himself in the mirror. He looked horrible.

His hair was unruly...he'd let it grow too long. It hung in his face and down past his shoulders but even more than that it seemed to be thinning. He could see most of his face through it...Kazuma pulled it from his eyes and leaned forward. The bags under his eyes looked heavy and dark...his usually bright yellow-amber eyes were dull and lifeless and he just couldn't seem to manage a smile. Taking the kuni he brought it to his head and began to cut away the hair, watching it fall to the floor and into the sink in big clumps. He didn't want to cut it all though and stopped a while later, leaving it spiking out at the top and back and framing his face lightly. "I'll get someone to trim it better later..." he droned splashing water on his face. He glanced at the clock...half an hour went by?

Sighing the silent ninja found himself in his room dropping his clothes haphazzardly as he walked. He pulled the few black clothes he owned from his closet and tossed them on. The right sleeve seemed to be missing from his black shirt though the long sleeve on the left was just fine. His black pants were decorated with intresting lines and zippers, baggy on him though. Tying the belt tight he glanced around almost confused. He could have sworn he had some bleach around the house somewhere...Another hour passed and Kazuma was almost suprised to see he'd dyed his hair blond. He wasn't sure where he got the blue contacts either but that didn't feel like it mattered just yet. Locking the door behind him he left his house...his eyes set on the forest.

[Training next post]

[Kazuma]

Punch
Rank: D
Skill: Taijutsu
Effect: An upgraded version of Jab. Although this technique is slower than Jab, the difference in power between the two is immense. The user gathers a great amount of chakra into their fists and then releases it upon their opponent.
Special: None
Drawback: None
Description: Similar to Jab only with a slower wind up and much more destructive power. This is an attack that can cause some serious damage to an opponent.
Limit: Must be atleast Brawler level.

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Kazuma never really knew what the point of boulders and rocks were. Big useless things if you asked him, lying around and taking up space not saying a word. He wondered if that was the rocks job in the first place...to sit on it's arse and sleep all day while annoying people with it's subtle defiance. What a job...he wondered how much you could get paid for such a thing. He did fell a bit stupid though, standing there glaring daggers at the rather large boulder infront of him in hope one would stab it's rocky bum and send it rolling away crying. Too bad the daggers were only metaphorical.

Tossing a wayward glance at the cryptic tome lying under a near by tree Kazuma tried his best to remember how the technique worked. It said he should practice it on something smaller than a boulder first though instead of going straight for a boulder. Sighing the man noticed a falling leaf, drifting slowly toward earth...There was his target. 'Concentrate your chakra into your fist...' he held up his right hand and curled his fingers into a fist focusing his chakra into each finger and the fist as a whole. They felt warm. 'Attack your target with said fist and release all of the built up chakra upon impact...' He eyed the leaf as it came within his reach and slowly he pulled back his fist...just as it was level with his chest he swung forward hard and the moment he felt his hand touch the leaf he released his chakra.

'If sucessful your target (depending on the target itself) should be destroyed/pushed away' The leaf floated unharmed down to earth and settled atop a soft patch of dirt. Silently he called to his friend Joey who too sought a soft place to land and promptly pulled himself free of the tree and began his journey aswell. Kazuma was less than amused and stared at the leaf who avoided his attack before turning his eyes upward at "Joey" who was floating down slowly.

Kazuma twitched as he brought his hand up to look at it, each finger curling into his palm to create a fist. Silently he focused his chakra, channeling it up his arms and into his fist his hand tingling with the feeling. The second leaf fell just about level with his shoulder and seemed to hover the tauntingly as Kazuma drew back his chakra charged fist. Swiftly he swung forward, his eye on the leaf...he felt his skin meet the leaf and imidiately released all the pent up chakra. Silent as ever Joey drifted down beside his friend atop the same soft patch of dirt.

"Screw this." the teen hissed turning his glare back to the boulder which quivered in fear though it's never admit doing so. 'This technique...' he growled inwardly pulling back his fist. His fist was flooded with his chakra and it didn't stop until he felt the pressure build in his fingers. Once his digits felt as if they'd explode he swung his fist as hard as he possibly could toward the boulder which stood firm. He released his chakra the moment his fist hit the rocky surface but his timing was a little off. There was a sicking thunk sound.

Kazuma eyed the tiny crack he was sure was not there before while flexing his fingers idly. His timing was off but he was sure he'd get it soon...he felt his knuckles pop as he flexed his fingers again. Trying it with his left had would be a bit more difficult but it would progress the training even more. He held up said arm and slowly channeled chakra to his hand, from his central coils, down his arm and into his hand and fingers. He clenched his hand forcing it into a fist and pulled it back briefly before swingin forward hard. His fist impacted the sirface and he released his chakra the moment he could feel the stone.

The crack was larger this time, maybe his timing was on spot this time. Is so why didn't the boulder break? It wasn't that large...His right hand felt better. Kazuma figured his timing would always be off by some small margin as his reaction time was a bit dull. If so he'd have to release his chakra before impact for his body to force the chakra out on impact. Like throwing a kunai where a running nin was going instead of where he was. With that said the shinobi drew chakra from his coils into his hand, pulling it from his arm and into his fingers. His hand felt warm as he made the fist and pulled it back...he swung down hard on the boulder and just a split second before he hit it he releaed all the chakra he was holding in. Said boulder cracked and split once hit, falling into two halfs right from where the teen hit it...

Kazuma turned to grin darkly at the two leaves...and they cried silently.

[tetsu]

+10.