Spiritual Focus
Feb 4, 2009 14:20:42 GMT -7
Post by Matsu on Feb 4, 2009 14:20:42 GMT -7
He had been sitting here for nearly four hours now, unmoving, as still as the stumps around him. Kazuya had been in a deep meditation ever since he had left the village, he found it to be more peaceful out here within the surrounding trees. It was here that he would sit and mold his chakra through meditation, no real purpose in mind other then to familiarize himself with his new chakra pool. It was an amazing feeling, having come so far from so little. Gentle winds would kick up around him ruffling his spikey black hair, it was starting to get long. Already the longest strands of hair reached down to the middle of his neck. His eyes would remain closed as he sat here, however that did not mean he was unaware of those who would try and sneak up on him.
His ears would twitched lightly, he could hear every sound within the surrounding area. As a master of the sound release, Kazuya never felt too threatened to let his eyes close, to take away such an advantage. At the slightest off sound he would be able to defend himself without hesitation, at a moments notice. There however was nothing to usually protect himself from, nothing much ever really happened outside of the village walls. Napping nearby, an old Toad would lay wrapped up within his travel cloak, after telling Kazuya to meditate he had fallen asleep. He never told Kazuya how long to do this so he assumed it was until he awoke from his slumber. No idea what he was truly searching for, the Shinobi would simply revisit his past few thoughts. He wished for a life of greater adventure.
Being a Kage had been fun, however after the war ended there was nothing left for him to do. Kazuya was the type who constantly craved action, he needed something to do at all times to keep him busy or else he went nuts. Hopefully, Syoara would find him. He found that talking to her was often stimulating and in a way there was a small hint of a crush. Perhaps it was because she was the only one who would argue with him when he had the title in a sense. He knew that beneath the surface she argued, that she would not do exactly as he said even if it didn't completely show on the surface. He admired her for doing whatever she pleased, regardless of someones rank over you.
Auditory Comprehension
Kuchiyose no Jutsu; Hiroaka