Pursuit of Aptitude (Training)

[kkrieps]

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As the taverns rumbled with the sound of drunkards and the obnoxious drifters, The path of a back street led alley to alley. The noise grew distant and faint as you paced down the small tight roads. It led you to a wood fence painted maroon on the top. Over that, A clearing revealed itself like an oasis in of the midst of urban life. There was no rooftop to shade it so the place was radiant. It was so bright one would think that the soft grass reflected light. This spot is a prime training spot for Naota. See, for him it wasn't an escape from society. It was the place that suited him perfectly. The grass existed only in patches and the rest was dirt or rock. A small tributary seeped through the summit of a mountain, which was not far from Athos, and crept down flowing into the city. It was 30 feet in depth and had a max depth of 4 feet, starting at 1 feet at the banks. The clearing was ended in 100 meters by a tall rock structure that towered over the city. This left a small window of viewing Kiminari no Kuni. Off in the distance was the “endless” forest that surrounded Kumogakure.

Although, One small tree with a wide trunk and branches that sprung out like arms with leaves struggling to survive, provided Naota enough shade to sprawl out and rest through his physically demanding exercises…

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Suimen Hokou no Waza - Act of Water Surface Walking
Rank: "B"
Skill: NinJutsu/Supplementary
Effect: Allows a Non-Ninja the ability to perform even more Advanced chakra techniques.
Special: ---
Drawback: Non Ninjas must learn in order to learn Advanced chakra techniques. Ninjas gain this technique for free in the beginning however does not add into Character Class like other starting techniques. Does not work on Animal Companions.
Description: A variation on the Kinobori no Waza (Act of Tree Climbing), the art of water surface walking allows a ninja to walk on water as if it was a solid surface. Focusing an even amount of chakra out of the soles of their feet, they can balance themselves on the very surface of the water. Allows a user to learn up to Any Rank Chakra related Techniques within the rightful restrictions.
Limit: Universal NinJutsu Technique.

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[0/80]

**WHAPPP!!**. The slam of fists against an other's face. The crack of the knuckles when met with other bone. Naota was in a small tussle in one of the taverns. At the exchange of blows one man hollered a piece of unintentional advice to Naota. " If you were a true chakra fighter, You should at least show some chakra control, Punk-ass kid!!!" **Smash!!**. Naota felt the full force of a man's palm. The noise was barely audible to Noata due to the chairs thrown and aggressive natured yelling everywhere. Those words interested Naota. Like an epiphany, this sparked an idea that he was looking for , but didn't know how to do until then.

After the incedent, Naota found his way to his training location. He scanned the very stream he had spent sleeping and training by this whole time ,but never seemed to swim or walk across. Naota had heard of a technique utilized by ninja everywhere. It involved having the chakra control and stability to maintain one's body on the surface of water. This was similar to the Kinobori no Waza he had learned ;but bumped the difficulty greatly. He had heard about this and had no practice or experience. He was convinced not to have a sensei walk him through it. He was motivated on being entirely self-taught which for him, was the only way of becoming truly powerful.

*Simple enough.* thought Naota as he paced up to the river peering down at his wavy reflection. The water there was never the clearest. He stuck out his right foot and dabbed it in the water. The water was happy medium, not to warm or cold. With a sigh, He drew his hands together and shut his eyes. Concentration was key for him. His chakra flow moved down toward his feet like he did Kinobori no Waza. He took one step out onto the river and attempted to plant his foot. The water gave resistance for a mere second before caving in and Noata retracted his foot back on dry land. *This is just like a thought, the technique is going to require a ton of patience and skill...annoying.* The second attempt was at hand and he started by repeated the same process as last time. After his foot touched the water, a short burst of solid concentration until finally broken causing Naota to stop. Trial and error, rinse and repeat, The only way to succeed was by torturing yourself with conditioning until you preserver through, whether this be physically....or mentally.

Time was a peculiar element of life to Naota, so dynamic and ever-changing. Naota got comfortable with one leg and attempted to step to his left leg. He took one step onto the water, body and all, before adjusting his torso to far in front of him causing him to spill into the slightly murky water. For Naota, this wouldn't be the first and only. The perception of time would slow when he was bored, mad, or frightened, but time sped-up in times of joy. Time was like a game for a more powerful entity to play on humans. Naota nervously tip-toed across the water, pretending he was one of the water-skaters he sees dancing on the water. **WOOMPSH**. His skin wrinkled from the constant water contact. He tried to keep his mind blank and narrow. Mind set on the one goal at hand like a drone bee collecting pollen for the queen.

He threw all worries aside and ran onto the surface instantly falling after two steps. The sun fell like Naota after an attempt . Dusk was about and the lightning bugs flew low around Naota. Made the scenery mysterious and full of life. The only lights were the fluorescent glow of Athos dimming the spot of Noata's. His chakra was nearly depleted and he was running low on stamina as well. He flowed more chakra and took off in a sprint across the river. *patt-patt-patt*. The sound of sandal on water. He darted across the surface making it a solid half -way before crashing down face first into the dark stream.

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[?/80]

The dew of the morning covered his body as he opened his soggy eyes. Noata heard the sound of trickling water coming from the stream. He laid on his back eyes facing up to the overcast, sunny sky. His clothes were damp from the dew as well. *Passing out from exhaustion...ok. This progress is fine ,but I need some kind of drive, motivation, or morale...anything...*. His bent his knees and shifted into the sitting position placing his hands on his knees. His eyes were still blurry from his slumber. He went into a standing position and cracked his back with a bending motion. Though Naota thought of his training tedious, It was all a learning experience to him.

He took to a vicious stare at the water, like staring down an opponent before a boxing match. His hands sore from the constant chakra molding hand position. *I didn't know a person's hands could be sore*. With the overcast, the air was breezy and chilly. He zipped to the bank focusing his chakra. The solidarity of water came surprising to him. It was like he had just gotten better by sleeping. He was familiar with the term "Sleep on it". A few steps of running and the solid water under him collapsed and he fell in. He was used to water and had grown nippy from the night. His stare turned upwards toward sky. The sun seemed murky from his location under the water. He climbed and shook himself a little to wake himself. He had a long day ahead.

After every failed attempt he fell more and more into a rut. He knew the feeling all too well. The pace of his running grew faster and faster as he tried. This was a sign of impatience. Every time he tried he would see himself making progress ;but yet being set-back every so often. The attempts were made usually consisted of him reaching out a little less than halfway. He convinced himself it was not about how fast he needs to due it ,but the quality of focusing he executes. This time again he peered at the surface. He made a daring effort drawing a large amount of chakra ,but making sure he controlled as most he could. He took a step and it held, another and it held, another and it held. His balance was precise and slow, one foot after the other. His stomach growled and broke his concentration. He took the plummet again.

He had almost developed a philosophy on overly repetitious techniques. His theory was to just let your body go and let your sub-conscience take over. It was not a matter of learning, but practicing. The technique would be second-nature and eventually you would master it. This is what lead to where Naota was now. He took a cocky jump about 4 feet high landing on the water. To his cockiness, he landed un-drenched and safety above the surface. This was short-lived for after a few steps in he failed. He tried again and directly after he made contact with the water he made a short bound across. He felt his right ankle sink in as he pushed. He kept his momentum and kept going. After he lost all concentration, he kept running. It came automatic for just a moment before tasting the almost salty tributary.

This gave him tons of confidence as he floated down-stream. Although still being early, he had used much of his chakra and fatigue was beginning to diminish. This didn't stop him from other tries though. He went right back into it and the sweat on his brow was a proud reminder of his perseverance. Each attempt though became gradually harder and started the same routine of training. The morning was drawing near noon and his hunger got the best of him. It led him into Athos to grab a meal.

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[?/80]

"Hahaha Uomo, You somethin' man." The belligerent spit of a two drunk friends in small tavern in Athos. "No man, You're al-aaalways there for me." Naota sat off in the corner where he was probably better off. He wasn't of age to drink and he didn't want to run the risk of causing another brawl. The bandages on his face towards his forehead just above his right eyebrow proved this. Naota's stare was directed outside down the city street. He pondered of the immense training. He ordered Takanawa Sushi, always a favorite of his. It had a super-sweet lobster side along with bitter butter sauce. The actual sushi was pretty bad, the only thing he enjoyed was the lobster. When the plate was set down in front of him the smell flooded his nostrils. The steam raised up and seemed to drift out the main door. The lobster looked on Naota, vacant with a hint of sorrow. He scarfed down the food until he ran out of lobster to eat and chugged the bowl of butter sauce. A successful meal was completed.

Naota took a leisurely pace back to his training. He reached site and took a good look around. The clouds dissipated and the sun beat down like a bright, forceful giant. *Hace....sol.* Naota said in his mind. Naota was not used to multiple training sessions in one day. He was more of a "lax" trainer. After the acadamy in Kumo and after divorcing from the shinobi life, he did things entirely his speed. He did not have any goals or aspirations. Something , although, drove him crazy to practice this technique. He bobbed his head an a coordinated fashion and mumbled to himself like he was creating some song in his head. He began by instantly drawing chakra and standing taking two steps and standing on the water. *Easy* thought Naota who stood motionless on the surface. Eyes shut and concentrated completed. *Balance and serenity*said Naota. A fish swam comfortably below the water. Actions instantaneous to any movement that might scare him. Naota's chakra flow embodied persistence and control. This lasted a good 30 seconds before taking a well-deserved plunge.

The water did not come un-welcomed. It was hot. He was no fan of sun-burn ,but it didn't come easy to burn him. The sun in Kiminari was notorious for being cloudless and hellish. It had been not even two days and the conditioning was beginning to suck his energy like a vampire. The mental ware of the training became to much. He tucked out of the water and felt the sun zone on him like it was pin-pointing his location, *Devious*.

The tap of sandal on grass is different than sandal on water. Naota went for another run the bank, successful darting to the middle. Whether Naota knew it or not, he was getting better. The opposite side of the river seemed reachable now. The realization of this made him loose all stability, and he then tumbled down the water unable to stop or regain balance in water. He almost made it to the opposite land, but instead smashed his face on a rock sticking out of the bank. The blow landed on his right cheek and sent blunt pain to Naota. He crawled out of the water, hand grasping on his face. *Shit, injured on a such a basic jutsu.* A sadder tune began to play in his head. A little blood was drawn, but he stood back up. As cliche as he thought of the situation, he kept on drawing chakra and spending his time on the water.

He wanting to force himself for this jutsu to be automatic. He felt behind other genin now ;since the ones he knew back in the academy already have obtained this jutsu already. He was finding reason to have motivation a little. He thought about his family quite alot of times. The memories he held that would seem to pass so quickly. He remembered years back when his dad trained him in chakra. Naota's face shifted in posture and so did his body. It was defiant and somehow, remembering his dad, brought back the tune with the upbeat tempo. He made a bold effort sprint across the tributary. The wind on his shirt made the dampness feel like shivering cold air. Drops of sweat and water bounced of his hair. He stretched out his leg for the last stride towards the bank and was successful just before loosing his footing and wiping-out.

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[?/80]


Naota's eyes opened and a rush of air filled his lungs. *I must've passed out. I don't even remember what happened.* In fact Naota did pass out. It was due to the amount of chakra he released in his training. *Gotta be careful about that.* The morning dew that he was familiar with blanketed his body again. His muscles were stiff and sore. He was not used to the copious amount of chakra release in a short time. He adjusted himself upward, moving his arms up as support. His back cracked and would seem like his entire spine. His head cocked backwards and peered out at the endless sky. He lifted one off the ground and put more weight on his other to get up. As he was bending his knees to stand, His knees made a horrible pop. He had minor convulsions in his muscles as he stood. *This has to be from running dangerously low on chakra and still continuing. Wow.* The footprints and slid marks from his failed attempts shown on the dirt like a reminder of the ever obvious failure.

He gripped the sand under his feet and got a good feel. He let the warm sand fall between his knuckles. He breathed in and out like a sort of therapy or relaxation. He began his daring run across the river. A blank expression on his face like a soldier going to war. The strides came easy to Naota. Arms shifted in a running stride, Naota's eyes set on the other side. As soon as he first started, he was already at this point in his eyes. Time was so irrelevant to him, he thought of any torture to be not last but a second. His perception of time was distorted. One step on the other side of the river was all it took to bring himself back to reality. To make himself live in the moment. both legs had crossed the water and he stopped and though about his accomplishment for a second. He had just ran across a river like a water-skater. This dumb thought gave him confidence and gave him another method of training.

He walked onto the water and stood. That's all he did. He would see how much time would go by before he would drop into the water.**SPLASH**. Didn't last very long, only about 30 seconds. The water was colder today. Usually it is a neutral temperature, like the water was too afraid to be cold or warm. But, today for Naota the water was cold and lifeless. He reached his hand out and grasped the top of the water and lifted himself onto the surface. I skill he didn't no he had until just now. He would then go on the commit himself to many more tries. Each one increasing in difficulty due to the decrease of chakra and motivation. The increments that he would stay sustained on the water though slightly increased. Going from 30 to 35 to 40 to 45 to 50. He had developed advantage to training and was beginning to snap to the technique.

The day although was lingering and his stomach was starting to growl. Today at his favorite sushi shop was half off day...

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[?/80]



It now hit day 3 of Naota's training. The footprints he saw were now so crowed and unrecognizable, it was now a clustered space of dead grass and mud. The sun beat down as usual. Naota already started to sweat before even getting to his spot. Naota always sweat a lot. When he was young, He asked why he always he did and she responded, "It's because of your high muscle concentration compared to your whole body." Naota almost never believed this , because as a kid he did not show any external muscle. Now, He still hardly any muscle ,but he looked pretty bulky for his height and that was enough for him. His eyes turned to his hands. They were normal in tone and shape. He commenced his training for what seemed like hundredth time.

He walked out onto the water slowly. He knew he was progressing in this technique and he knew it was just a matter of time. He felt like he was learning a new jutsu at the academy. When it was all so basic and pure. Naota remembered the first time he was able to aim a shuriken and hit a target with precision. That seemed so far in the past, about 8-10 years. He crouched down and spread his fingers pressing his fingertips on the surface. It was like feeling something solid, yet the water ripples and spreads. This interested Naota. His footing collapsed and he went sinking towards the bottom. Also when he was younger, He asked his mom when he knew of his friends who could float on the water. Why he could not? "It's because you do not hold much body fat. Therefore no room to float." His mom always know thew answers like it was her job. The sun shown threw the water coming down and touched Naota. Naota looked up making out the blurry, ripply sun.

He then swam out of the water with force. He positioned himself straight with his arms tight around his body. He lifted out of the water launching a few feet up landing on the water. He stuck his arms out to provide balance. He fell straight backwards. *Shit*. He extended his arms behind his head catching himself. He then continued to spring backwards and land on his feet again, keeping his one hand down for a short second.
He slide back a little and maintained his footing. One of his legs then slips beneath the surface. Naota struggles to haul himself back up. Being careful not to be too flexed. He barely lifts his leg back on the surface.

Naota let out a great sigh. Trying to stand , Naota was trepid and sketchy. It had been well over a minute and Naota still remained afloat. His sweat skidded down face eventually dropping from his face onto the surface making a small ripple. His mind was frozen, and so was his body. Motionless and silent ;he did not want to break the rhythm. He felt a chilling breeze roll by and the silence of the day was the serenity he was aiming for.

This time ,after two solid minutes, he fell straight on his back with a keen smile. It was well past noon and he felt the fatigue of he day. Though, not as tortuous as the other days that came before. Naota climbed out of the water and blurted a laugh. He went back to his room in an Inn he had rented and held his head higher on the walk back.

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