Haseo's Training (Private)

[Haseo]

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Shunshin no Jutsu - Oshi (Body Flicker Technique - Push)
Rank: "C"
Skill: NinJutsu/TaiJutsu
Effect: A Jutsu that allows a user to rush forward in almost instantaneous speed. Used to draw the user close to the opponent.
Special: ---
Drawback: May use 3 times a day. May perform 1 more each time learned. Passing amount renders the user's legs immobile due to severe pain. Unable to perform again unless gained medical treatment. Must move through an opening. Unable to maneuver around obstructing objects. Can't attack while performing any Shunshin or Variation.
Description: User is able to move forward in a straight line along the ground in almost instantaneous untraceable speed while temporarily masking the user's movements within 10 meters. A puff of smoke is occasionally used to disguise the user's movements. It is accomplished by focusing the user's chi along the ankles and foot. User mostly moves just with their ankles and feet. Jutsu takes up no movements. User may only use this Jutsu half of the movements may allow in a single round while rounding down. Example: User has 5 movements, user is able to perform Jutsu 2 times per round.
Limit: Universal NinJutsu or Universal TaiJutsu.

It wouldn’t be before long until the pain set in. This was a consequence the young shinobi would be forced to accept as he grew accustomed to the strain the technique put on his muscles. Haseo had been working out the technique for a few days now, yet he hadn’t got it down to a science quite yet. “Once more.” he whispered quietly to himself. The characteristic swishing sound ensued, his ankles flaring up suddenly and then shooting outward a couple of meters forward. The explosiveness was there, his timing impeccable; however there was one major problem. Whiplash. Haseo’s legs would invariably move in one consistent direction, his neck in the opposite. Falling forward, the shinobi hit the ground running but not on his legs this time.

Over-extension of his neck would prove troublesome, and in the worst case scenario fatal. This was something Haseo would have to compensate for, not being able to adapt would render the technique completely and utterly useless. Frustration ran rampant across the man’s brow, it was a damn shame. Punching the ground, a scowl formed on the corner of his lips. Letting forth a faint grunt, he picked himself up from the ground and continued about his training. “Again.” his vocal intonation lowered slightly, a sign of his growing displeasure. He grew tired. He wanted to go home, but couldn’t force himself to just walk away. He cursed his prideful nature, loosening his rigid shoulders as he attempted to perform the technique again.

He barked in agony. His legs started to cramp and would soon go limp entirely. The genin struggled to get to his knees as he writhed pitifully on the damp earth. It was a sad sight to behold, the shinobi more closely resembling a wet dog than a human. His remoteness would prove troublesome to be sure, he was certain there was no one around for miles. Damn his weakness and his choice of seclusion too for that matter. Grass. It was the last thing he felt before falling unconscious from the exhaustion. He was in luck though, for he would elude death yet.

[Haseo]

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Haseo awoke sometime later, all signs pointing to morning. He was home, though he didn’t necessarily remember how or when he got there. The genin felt strange, his lands lay languid at his sides, tucked under the warm embrace of his quilt. His moved to sit up, sliding the blanket across his body all the while shifting his legs out from under it. Looking downward, he noticed his legs were more or less healed completely. As he remembered it his legs were a dull purple in hue, he could barely move them, but here he was. He couldn’t even fully describe the situation, it was ambiguous at best.

The green eyed shinobi was almost glad in a way, he could’ve died.
“Note to self, train in more populated areas.” He turned his legs toward the edge of the bed whilst he spoke, trying to feel out any possible discomfort he may still have. Haseo noticed a faint soreness though it was more akin to minor muscle strains, nothing more. The green eyed shinobi pushed himself off the bed, walking over to a nearby chair where his butt bag lay. Haseo got described, albeit rather slowly, his head pointed up towards the wall as he did so. The tiles were eggshell white in color of stucco texture. The drabness of the room didn’t bother him, seldom did the thought of redecorating cross his mind; it only served him as a place of rest after all.

Once his dressing was complete, he went across the hall and quickly made breakfast. The food had little taste as it swirled around in his mouth, battered about by his tongue. Taste ceased to exist long ago for the shinobi, it like his room only having one purpose. Haseo finished his food rather quickly, placed his dishes into the sink, and stepped out of his apartment. As he crept down the stairs which led outside, he noticed a young girl in her late teens to early twenties sitting peculiarly on one of the steps. She was beautiful with long flowing black hair and dark eyes. She wore the village’s BDU like he did, just without the mask. “She almost looked like a…couldn’t be.” he whispered to himself.

“I assume you're alright now.” she spoke, letting loose a slight smile as she did so. Her Kirigakure forehead protector lay prominently on where it should be, though slightly tilted to one side. She didn’t look menacing, though you could never be too sure with the kunoichi in the Land of Water, they were all deadly.

“Who are you and how did you find me!” he bellowed, pulling out a kunai as he spoke.

“Oh so is that how you talk to someone who just saved your life? Ask a little nicer and I just might tell you.” She was toying with the green eyed shinobi.

“Answer me damn you!” his eyes lit up, he was seething. Haseo drew closer to the woman, his kunai growing ever nearer to her neck.

She wasn’t fazed. Was she so naïve to be unable see the killing intent in his eyes? No…with a quick glance into her eyes he knew it. She had already won.

“Drop it, we both know you aren’t going to use that thing.”her voice was awfully assertive, though calming in a way. The green eyed shinobi was obedient, doing exactly what he was told. “That’s much better.” she said, that smirk now all over her face. “Now go on and complete your training.” Haseo walked onward in trance, guided by the mysterious woman’s soft words. When he came to he was in an empty field still moist from yesterday’s shower. The woman however was nowhere to be found. The genin went about his training the same day with much more vigor than he was accustomed to. Hell, he almost enjoyed himself a little too much.

[Haseo]

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It was almost midnight, so why was it that he didn’t feel tired at all? Waking up in the field Haseo found himself having no recollection of the day’s prior events. Ambiguity was written all over the young shinobi’s face as he tried to piece together his broken memory. You’d think he would remember something like waking up whilst standing. He was standing with his arms fixed to his sides, beads of sweat dripping off his brow. Wiping his hand across his face, the genin cleared it of most residual moisture. He lowered his broad shoulders, arched his legs, and dashed forward making sure to tilt his neck in the direction parallel to his legs. Luckily this time the technique went off without a hitch, but it was far from perfected. There was the still the matter of distance that had to be rectified as well.

Haseo couldn’t lunge forward at nearly the desirable length, though he surmised that the distance would come with time. It was all about chakra control, making sure to put just the right amount beneath the soles of his feet. Too much however and he could risk falling over and at the whim of his opponents. It was a delicate process that required countless hours to truly perfect, Haseo didn’t have nearly enough. “There has to be a way.” He couldn’t make continuous use of the jutsu yet, so instead the young shinobi chose to just constantly focus chakra onto his soles and Achilles. If his feet were too tense, he had allocated too much, if they were too light, he knew it was too little.

He did this for some time until he felt the fatigue dissipate from his strong legs. This was a favorable sign; it meant he could use the technique again. He had for more or less worked out all the basic kinks What Haseo needed know was actual battle experience, he was sure he’d find confrontation somewhere it was just a matter of time until he did. “What good is a technique that you couldn’t use in battle anyway?” he chimed. If there ever was time to be a Good Samaritan, it was now. He had nothing better to do anyway. For now he'd move towards the inner part of the village and wait. Something was bound to happen. Something always does.

[Haseo]

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The man’s hands remained taut around his sword’s handle, lying moist inside his gloves. Lamplight refracted beautifully off the tip of the shinobi’s sword and broke off into small beads as it moved down towards the base of the blade. The full moon gleamed in the night sky as it ran parallel to a handful of tiny, drop like stars. The nighttime air was saturated with the village’s characteristic chilly mist, filling Haseo’s lungs with every step. It was a quiet night, too quiet almost. Eerie. That was the word he was looking for.

Staccato steps reverberated against the pavement on which he walked, sounding off with a dull tonality. He began to whistle as he strolled along; the silence continually feeding his anxiety. It didn’t even occur to Haseo why he walked with his sword drawn in his hand, it was something he just did out of habit. You could never be too careful in these parts of town. This section of the village was named “Crime Alley” and it’s no wonder why. It was rare sight not to get held up at knife point here, in daylight even. He was almost hoping for confrontation.

“I see you little man.” the voice shot out in the distance. It booming, deep voice though Haseo couldn’t pinpoint where it was coming from. First came the chills, then the surge. Adrenaline began shooting through the genin’s body, unable to formulate a true plan of action. It was funny how that worked, flight always won. He was running now, running fast as he tried to evade his predator. Turning a corner, he saw it. It was a large shadow, poking out from the light beneath a streetlight. It moved towards him, cutting him off from the front. Shifting his head to the right, he noticed another figure approach from his flank, effectively trapping him in. Then it hit him. “Idiot.” he hissed. It was the perfect spot for a holdup. The corridor in which he stood was too narrow for Haseo to use his sword, limiting his plan of attack.

“You ain't going nowhere”

Stopping too long to think would take up more time than he had. His best bet was to barrel over the guy with the body flicker technique and run over him. Sure, his movements wouldn’t be graceful but it was worth a shot. Lowering his shoulder, he charged forward the characteristic swish sounding behind him as he went. A loud thud could be heard as the two large bodies made contact with each other. He stumbled throughout however the momentum was just enough to carry him through, allowing for easy passage. “Phew.” Haseo kept running, never stopping to look back. He made good use of the jutsu a few more times afterward for good measure.

It would be problematic if they followed him home after all, though in that guy’s shape he highly doubted it. Finally he made it home, his legs nearly giving out on the way there. He wanted nothing more to feel the soft embrace of his mattress beneath his skin. Tonight it would be his long lost love.

[Water Adept]

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[Haseo]

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Today marked the third and hopefully final day of his training. It had been an exhausting three days really, and Haseo would be glad to get this over with. The sun was out bright and early, its rays soaking the dank grass on which the shinobi stood. The soggy earth made it hard to get any sort of traction, limiting his overall explosiveness. There was also a good chance he’d slip and fall again, wasting one of his three uses for today. He didn’t want to wait for the field to dry, but he couldn’t just sit back and do nothing either. If anything he’d apply what he learned in the academy and use his chakra to better adhere to the murky ground. The young man would simply have to deal with it.

Haseo applied a thin yet even layer of chakra to the soles of his feet. He inhaled two large, deep breaths and exhaled in the same manner, making sure to engage his core muscles. The young shinobi adjusted his posture firm and upright. He tightened his shoulders just a bit, keeping them square with his arms. Leaning back, he let loose one final sigh as he busted forward in a blur of speed. Dashing forward, he made it about eight to ten meters ahead of his previous position. By all accounts it was a success, relative to his previous attempts. Haseo tried desperately to contain any and all feelings of enthusiasm, thinking back to all the work that needed to be done. He’d let himself have it once he was a high ranking ninja, until then though he wasn’t going to cloud his thoughts with mere baubles.

His head was the only thing standing between him and success, he knew it. He just had a hard time believing it. “Let’s try that again.” He murmured, the monotony finally beginning to break through. Time and time again he performed the technique and miraculously it hadn’t failed him once. Maybe the shinobi was missing something though, something important. This something Haseo would never even know unless he made it a priority to become a diligent student. Most of the time he had simply learned by watching and imitating, but improvisation would only take him so far. To this end he decided to check out the Mizukage’s library and find any and all literature pertaining to the Body Flicker technique.

Sometime later he returned from the Kage’s grand library with a massive book on the subject. The cover was composed of tough brown leather with a tight spine. It was covered with eon’s worth of dust, it must not have been checked out in a long while. He checked it free of charge, though was reluctant to do so for fear that it would collapse on its own weight while he went home. It was an extremely old book after all. Setting it down on his desk, Haseo began to peruse its contents and was utterly fascinated by the knowledge it contained. Some parts were fairly dull, but what could he expect. He read for what seemed to be hours and hours on end, until his eyes could no longer take the strain.

Then he knew it was time for bed, though surprisingly he couldn’t gather up the energy to fall asleep at his bed, instead relegating that task to his desktop instead. He let sleep’s grasp take him, no longer able to fight its soothing call. Dreaming was far out of reach even for this man, though if he did he would have hoped to dream about his new found technique.

[Water Adept]

Learned

[Haseo]

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Shunshin no Jutsu - Ken'in (Body Flicker Technique - Pull)
Rank: "D"
Skill: NinJutsu/TaiJutsu
Effect: A Jutsu that allows a user to rush backwards in almost instantaneous speed. Allows the user to retreat from the opponent.
Special: ---
Drawback: Takes away the number of usages Shunshin no Jutsu - Oshi (Body Flicker Technique - Push). Same distance applications apply. Same drawbacks apply when over using.
Description: User is able to move backwards in a straight line along the ground in almost instantaneous untraceable speed while temporarily masking the user's movements within 10 meters. A puff of smoke is occasionally used to disguise the user's movements. Supplement of Shunshin no Jutsu - Oshi (Body Flicker Technique - Push) while using same schematics.
Limit: Universal NinJutsu or Universal TaiJutsu, Must know Shunshin no Jutsu - Oshi (Body Flicker Technique - Push)

He stood between a state of corporeality and nothingness. His mind had flown to some far off place, but his body, it was there. Haseo was lucid, well lucid enough to feel the five basic senses. His bright emerald eyes lit up the plane of semi-existence in which he now stood. The shinobi felt good, too good to be explainable even. He soared through the sky free of regard for anything and anyone. In this place he was the sole survivor, aloof and alone. Ambiguity was everywhere, it was freaky. “Am I dead? You’d think I’d remember my own death.” Silently, he just stood there in contemplation, his face a mixture of ambivalence and curiosity.

His body felt as light as air as he “landed” somewhere in the distance. His movements were effortless, though his body was being controlled by some outside source. He dashed around a few times, hearing a vague swish as he did so. He moved in a semicircle motion behind what appeared to be humanoid silhouettes. They were but shades, saturated with clouds. They rocked slightly back and forth in the wind, the extent of their motion stopping there though. He raced continuously around one of them and then around the next and so forth a few times. He felt like he was playing real life checkers almost, though he stood the only kind amidst crowds of pawns.

He practiced the basic shunshin technique as well though unlike with the man, Haseo simply drifted through the shadows. He went back to practicing the variation with increased excitement in vigor. This was reflected on his skin which began to sweat profusely. Light caught his skin as he swished in the clouds, filling the sky. His muscles stood relaxed and free as they shot against the breeze. Serotonin flooded his brain cavity as he went, thoroughly enjoying the task at hand. Euphoria, that was the word to describe how he felt.

Soon the ambiguity left him completely, now only filled with amazement and wonder. Haseo continued at his task, repetition ensuing soon afterward. It became boring almost, being free from the limits of the human body. Haseo had but the slightest amount of pity for the shadows, just there unable to put up any semblance of a challenge. How wrong he would soon be though. Haseo was lost in thought for quite some time, until a ghastly smile overcame one of the wraiths. Its face light up with a demonic smile as frost began to spew from its mouth. In turn the shinobi’s face changed to become its opposite reciprocal, one of terror and disgust.

The landscape changed completely to something hellish, something evil. ''We’ve come for you.” they spoke in unison. “Don’t fight it.” He began to run now, unable to fly as he had done previously. The speed at which he ran was impeccable, Haseo appearing to have the upper hand. The laws of physics still did not apply to some, so making liberal use of shunshins was totally acceptable in this realm. He scratched and clawed away as best he could, but even that would not be enough. The spirits caught him eventually, enveloping him in a thick blanket of darkness. In the miasma, he lost all sense except for one. Pain.

“Arrggh!” The demons ripped at his senseless corpse, he being unable to do anything. It was pathetic, the man only allowed to cry out in despair. Squirming and gripping at his bed sheets, he awoke with tears streaming down his face. Cold sweat and chills followed soon afterward, and then came the convulsions. He was pathetic, a hardened killer, crying in his sleep. The shinobi didn’t know what to think anymore, so he did nothing. He just stared, alone, into the night.

This shame soon left in a flurry of worldly aether, only to be replaced by the void which was his heart. Air resistance meant nothing to him now as he exploded on rooftops against the night time chill, he but a simple blur of color in the wind. The young shinobi ran to escape many things, his emotions, even time itself seemed to disappear. This newly found speed would become his drug, if only for a moment. Sadly for Haseo though, human nature still very much applied in his realm. This was a sad fact of reality which he would soon have to deal with once the adrenaline wore off.

[j]

~Learned.

[Haseo]

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Shunshin no Jutsu - Ko (Body Flicker Technique - Arc)
Rank: "D"
Skill: NinJutsu/TaiJutsu
Effect: A Jutsu that allows a user to rush in an arc in almost instantaneous speed. Allows the user to avoid the opponent's attack and gaze.
Special: ---
Drawback: Takes away the number of usages Shunshin no Jutsu - Oshi (Body Flicker Technique - Push). Same distance applications apply. Same drawbacks apply when over using.
Description: User is able to move in an arc along the ground in almost instantaneous untraceable speed while temporarily masking the user's movements within 10 meters. User may move forward, or backwards if they know Tweh version of Shunshin. This Jutsu is used to get around and behind an opponent without sacrificing multiple Shunshins. Supplement of Shunshin no Jutsu - Oshi (Body Flicker Technique - Push) using same schematics.
Limit: Universal NinJutsu or Universal TaiJutsu, Must know Shunshin no Jutsu - Oshi (Body Flicker Technique - Push)

His shenanigans had cost him the use of his legs if only temporarily. From this point on, Haseo would be sure to take caution against using the technique more than humanly possible, lest he end up like that again. First came the bruising, then the swelling, and then the pain. It was an unbearable, shooting pain that reverberated throughout every cell in his body on the molecular level. That vivid memory of laying bedridden lay firmly planted in the young man’s mind, he sought to continue his task. This time however, Haseo was training the “Ko” variation or Arc. It wouldn’t be overly difficult to master, but it did have its obstacles.

For one it combined the movement’s of both “Push” and “Pull” techniques, which meant a more precise, steady movement was needed to maneuver around targets simultaneously. One had to plant their heels at and exact angle on the ground upon executing the technique or risk falling again as was characteristic of the technique. It was tricky and required meticulous attention to detail but it was at the least, manageable. Combing his hands through his straight black hair, the genin stood in attention. Hands stood cocked to his sides, spry and tight. His shoulders were upright, his posture, stable.

His forehead protector glistened in the intense sunlight as he moved, the sun’s rays bouncing off the thin piece of metal in rainbows. The light was blinding, enough for Haseo to have to cover his eyes in the middle of the technique. He skid heavily on his back leg, having troubling managing the recoil of the slide. Landing on one knee, he wiped the dirt of his pants and set his mind once again to purpose. Haseo had a zealous look on his face that one could only describe as utter devotion. The green eyed shinobi relished the challenge of learning new and better techniques with which to increase his strength. The road to excellence he thought was a progressive one which took not only time but fervent effort as well.

Haseo watched as the daylight faded from his eyes, changing into one full of naught. The stars shined brightly in the night sky, their quintessence hardly able to be matched. The days flew before him as if years against the universe. As he got older he noticed, his days had become considerably shorter. That or his activity level rose exponentially. Haseo did little more than train nowadays; normal social interactions were foreign concepts to the teenager. He was but that, a teenager with no friends or real relatives to call his own. It wasn’t healthy, he knew it. He just couldn’t allow himself to admit it. He needed no one, and no one needed him. An understood mutual symbiosis, a flawed existence.

He trained until nighttime eroded in a shroud of morning. Haseo was almost near the limit now for the technique, though he promised he wouldn’t let himself train the entire day away today. There had to be time for rest, but he would make it eventually. His palms swelled with sweat as he shifted into position again. He had two usages of the technique left, so he thought it best to brush up on form for a bit before attempting the technique a third time. Suddenly, his ankles flared up, his gait becoming noticeably wider. If he couldn’t continually use the technique, what was there to stop him from simulating the movement’s more slowly than normal?

Or there was still the option of playing each and every scenario out in his head, as he used to do. Who knows, meditation could be extremely beneficial to the genin. He needed the rest, he really did. Moving on he made way to a waterfall that he used to frequent. It was shallow, but it would suit him perfectly. There was a rock beneath the falls that many, dozens at some times would venture to sit under and clear their heads. It was a useful technique not only to relieve stress, but to really think. He always doubted the usefulness of extensive thought while meditating, but it couldn’t hurt to try at this time.

He assumed the lotus position, placing his legs squarely over one another. It was one of the easier yoga positions he had learned, supposedly the best to incite more peaceful meditation. Closing his eyes beneath the rush of the water, he laid his hands on top of his knees and began to relax. He began to count to the low hundreds initially, breathing steadily as he opened his mind’s eye, but all he began to see was white. It had to have been no more than twenty or so minutes since he sat down to rest.

[Corvus]

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[Haseo]

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Shunshin no Jutsu - Kaunta (Body Flicker Technique - Counter)
Rank: "C"
Skill: NinJutsu/TaiJutsu
Effect: Attacks your opponent. Can't simply use "Kaunta" however way you want. It is a skill that allows you to read an opponent's Shunshin and change its movement to neutralize the opponent.
Special: ---
Drawback: Takes away the number of usages Shunshin no Jutsu - Oshi (Body Flicker Technique - Push). Same distance applications apply. Same drawbacks apply when over using.
Description: A shunshin designed as a counter, reading the shunshin of an opponent in order to alter its course and render it ineffective by predicting and following the same technique with a Shunshin no Jutsu (Body Flicker Technique) Variant of your own. Supplement of Shunshin no Jutsu - Oshi (Body Flicker Technique - Push) while using same schematics.
Limit: Universal NinJutsu or Universal TaiJutsu, Must know Must know Shunshin no Jutsu - Oshi, Ken'in, and Ko

He awoke to absolute clarity of thought. He mind was whirling
around in his head, it replaying countless battle scenarios. Countering shunshins were but a few of the trickier ones. This is due to the technique’s relative unpredictability. A shunshin user could nearly teleport in any which direction within the distance of ten or so meters. One could try to strike at the user, but that could prove nearly as fatal as not immediately reacting to it, as the person just as easily swerves at you from another angle. This was something that needed to be worked out and fast.

Fast was exactly what it was though. Too fast to be followed even though Haseo assumed it was a simple reflex that would eventually become second nature. In his mind’s eye he envisioned a near perfect clone of himself standing 5 meters or so to his front. It moved around quite a bit, back and forth, back and forth in a swaying motion. The clone was quick on its feet constantly direction to confuse the genin. Switching directions yet again, it charged right at him. Swishing violently it appeared to be moving in Haseo’s direction until it slyly arced around his back towards his flank.

Thud. The genin fell flatly on his outstretched back. Pulling himself up from the floor, he charged at the clone as it had attempted to do once. The clone’s eyes moved in step with every motion Haseo’s body had attempted to make, until finally reappearing from his flank. Once again it pushed him to the ground, though this time weighing his body down with its foot. Grabbing the clone’s leg, Haseo threw the clone across his body into a nearby wall. Angrily he chased it though not before slashing it to pieces with his katana.

All that remained was smoke. It exploded in a brutal death, living roughly thirty or so seconds. His body shook vigorously, now awaking from his trance. Haseo awoke to the sight of the same beautifully dangerous shinobi he had met before, but not really. She felt familiar that much to be sure, but he couldn’t finger exactly where they had previously met. The sight of the women was also a bit unsettling, though this he couldn’t be sure of either. “What do you want?” he snorted.

“Oh nothing, nothing at all. I was just checking up on you.” Her response was awfully suspicious, checking up on him. What could she have meant by that he wondered?

“We’ve never met before, who are you?!” His skin crawled as he stood upright, ready to defend himself in the worst case. “A friend, don’t you remember? Oh yeah right, you don’t.” A friend? He had no friends; they were an extremely rare commodity nowadays.

“I have no friends.” His voice soft yet monotone throughout his speech.

“Riiight. Of course you don’t, well you have one now.” Her smile was sincere, almost a little too genuine. It was strange, though maybe it was just the awkwardness that bothered him. It was undoubtedly calming however. “I’ve been watching you. You seem like you could use some help. Maybe a training buddy, what do you say?”

“Watching me, how could she have been watching me? I train alone, that I make sure of. “He thought to himself. “Oh I don’t know, the thought’s never occurred to me until now.” She was sedating him through the use of genjutsu, albeit lightly. This was obvious given his responses, but not enough that he would be able to notice it himself.

“It could be fun, c’mon.” doting at him lightly.

“Alright, fine. Meet me back here at this time tomorrow.”

“It’s a date, see you there.”

“Wait what’s your name?” she was gone before he could ask, gone with the wind.

[Corvus]

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[Haseo]

(OOC: Tell me what you think of their relationship if you could. Sorry for the scattered text though. I tried...)

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They had met at precisely that time the following day, as was agreed upon by both parties. They stood a good distance apart from one another, though close enough to hear what the other person was saying. “I remember you never gave me your name last night.” he said.

“I know, I meant to do that.”

“Why?”

“I wanted you to think about me.” Maybe it was just his total ignorance when it came to women, but he couldn’t for the life of him come to understand what she was implying.

“What?”

“Oh you know.” She said playfully.

“No, I really don’t”

“Whatever…” the girl said, egging him on.

“Tell me!”

“I’m not gonna. If you really want to, you’re gonna have to force me to tell.” She spoke while running in the opposite direction.

“Girls ugh…” he grunted under his breath. She ran at quick speeds, nearly faster than he was able to. He tried desperately to catch her, but failed miserably. She was just too agile for the likes of the genin. Her long legs flayed against the brunt of the wind, giggling as she went. It was a cruel game she played with Haseo; she knew all too well he’d be unable to catch her. The game of tag lasted for a long time, boy was it quite the workout. It seemed like hours at the very least, who knew it could very well have spanned an entire days time.
Panting, he looked back her also decently winded.

“Good, now that you’re tired we’ll start.” A sly devil that one. Haseo took a few steps back and got into position. She lunged at him gracefully, though full of intent. Her gaze caught the genin’s as he dodged her charge. Casually sidestepping it, he pivoted onto his back foot looking to grab her. “I fooled you didn’t I.” she was now clearly behind him. Swiftly kicking him onto his ass, he fell onto the moist grass. The mud felt cold as it lay beneath him, thoroughly coating his back in its grime. “Tisk tisk…you’ll never catch me like that.”

“Argh. Just you wait.”

“Oh I will. In the meantime, try again.”

She raced to his flank in a flash of blinding smoke, but he would not be fooled twice. Mid technique, he initiated his shunshin. Suddenly appearing behind the women, he looked to lock his long arms around her slender hips. “Not yet you don’t” she said as she kicked off using his chest as a springboard. Her young body flew a couple of yards forward, as he stood the fool again in the mud. He would catch her soon enough, that the young man was sure of.

Their playful bantering continued for a couple more minutes, Haseo still unable to catch her. This made him angry; he had never been more humiliated. Especially by a girl. This infuriated him to no end; he was sick and tired of it. Once again he made a circle around her, though this time from the front. She pretty much expected this, and positioned her body so as to be ready to counter. He swept her leg with one effortless motion, and she fell hard to the ground. Their positions had now reversed, with him on top. Extending a hand to the girl, he issued a sportsmanlike gesture. It was a nice sentiment, a nice but naïve one. She expected this and pulled him down towards her, into the mud as she was.

She laughed hysterically, the both of them now covered in the slime. Haseo blushed quite a bit before regaining his composure. “I think you owe me something now. Your name?”

“Emi, Emi Uchiha.” She smiled as he spoke, but all he could was recoil at her words. Backing up slowly, he got to his feet as did she. That was, that was why he was afraid of her all that time. She was one of them, an Uchiha. He had been trained to be scared of them, it was a natural reaction. “What’s wrong?”

“N-nothing, I’m fine.” He was a terrible liar. She sensed something was wrong, but fitting with most women like her, she ignored it as best she could. Her name was fitting as well; she was beautiful and a little dangerous. The genin would have to be careful around the likes of her. This apprehension stood with him for the rest of the night as they trained, hardly able to get it out of his head.

[Haseo]

10/30

That thought was rather unsettling. It whirled around his head like a tornado in a glass. Was she one of the demons in his nightmare the other day? That much he was unsure of, but he knew he had to stay away from her. She was trouble and not that kind of trouble anyway. His insecurities clouded his mind during training, causing his nerves to fall heavily out of synch with the rest of his body. This problem needed to get cleaned up immediately, but he wasn’t sure how to go around doing it. She was definitely more powerful than he was, Uchiha genjutsu were nothing to laugh at. Killing her was in no way, shape, or form an option. Strangely, his thoughts leaned more toward the moral side of things, not even wanting her dead. She had left an imprint in his soul that couldn’t be easily wiped away, but he wasn’t sure why or how.

Even the most basic taijutsu, he thought he had ingrained in his mind long ago proved difficult for Haseo. The genin’s movements were uncharacteristically sloppy, he definitely wasn’t himself lately. The Shunshin techniques he thought he knew were no longer second nature and he even struggled with water release techniques nowadays. His form was downright pitifully, Haseo could barely acknowledge that fact. Adjusting his body position, he initiated a shunshin technique, though as to be expected it flat out didn’t work. He fell awkwardly on his back, violently twisting his body.

The momentum fell out from under him as he went, no longer able to carry himself. His neck was in a world of pain, though the pain soon recessed into a dull ache. His muscles were tight and heavy, his legs especially. Everything was hard to move, and at that moment Haseo wanted nothing more for it to end. He wanted to sleep where he was free to dream, though his dreams usually never ended well anymore. The nightmares would subside eventually, but until when he had no idea.

In actuality however, the girl scared him little in comparison to what her name would come to mean. That name was a terrifying one that could strike terror into the hearts of even the most seasoned ninjas, he was no different. For right now, he would attempt to put the thoughts in a far off corner of his subconscious as he continued with his training. It was a weird feeling, to be caught between conflicting emotions that Haseo of course could never fully show without fear of ridicule.

Not being able to return to his task, he set off to clear his mind of all distractions. He didn’t know where he would go, given there was that lingering fear that she would be everywhere at once. Her eyes no doubt could be, and they saw everything regardless of her intentions. For now though, Haseo would venture back into the relative comfort and security that he knew his cozy apartment could provide. Outside of his home he spoke, “A shower would definitely do me more harm than good right about now. But that girl she---” she was in fact right in front of him, and the genin had no idea why. “What are you doing here?” he asked sharply, his eyes piercing into her soul like daggers.

“Is-is it obvious?”

“What?”

“Nevermind, leave me alone!” storming off obviously upset. Weird, but she’d get over him soon enough. Strangely though, he was ashamed and he still hadn’t the slightest clue.

[Corvus]

+20

[Haseo]

0/30

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Shunshin no Jutsu - Zanzō (Body Flicker Technique - Remaining Image)
Rank: "C"
Skill: NinJutsu/TaiJutsu
Effect: Affects the enemy's mind and will power by making after images.
Special: ---
Drawback: Takes away the number of usages Shunshin no Jutsu - Oshi (Body Flicker Technique - Push). Same distance applications apply. Same drawbacks apply when over using.
Description: A Jutsu to move so swiftly that an image of the technique's user is left behind while moving within 10 meters. Most often it is used to dodge an incoming attack and get behind the opponent to perform a counter-attack. When first learned user is able to perform 1 after image within 10 meters. Each time learned user is able to create an extra after image within 10 meters. May learn to perform up to 5 after images within a single Jutsu. Supplement of Shunshin no Jutsu (Body Flicker Technique - Push) while using same schematics. May be used with other Shunshin no Jutsu - Oshi (Body Flicker Technique).
Limit: Universal NinJutsu or Universal TaiJutsu, Must know Shunshin no Jutsu - Oshi, Ken'in, Ko, and Kaunta

The young man stood in on a grassy hilltop, low hanging winds echoing throughout. It was a decently sunny day; the sun’s rays were neither overbearing nor intangible. At times it became obscured by few cirrus clouds, but it was persistent. By all accounts, it was a fine day and for training and Haseo wouldn’t dare waste it. Shunshins to him now had become almost second nature to the green eyed genin. He had progressed to the point where he was able to use the technique about seven times on a good day. Any further uses still posed a problem however, though he could circumvent this issue by simply training the technique more extensively.

Sweat rained forth from his forehead, the genin casually wiping it away as he got into position. His body wasn’t tense, though it wasn’t overly relaxed either. Haseo could only explain it as being caught in a state of perpetual readiness really. He leaned on his back leg, keeping one foot in front of the other. Initiating the technique he felt something indescribable. Something had begun to emanate from his body, though he wasn’t sure what. Turning his head, he saw what appeared to be a doppelganger of sorts. A spitting image of himself, though he doubted if the thing was tangible in the slightest.

It looked unnatural, standing there about ten or so feet away from where the genin was standing. The thing just stood there watching him, its eyes forever fixed on the small of Haseo’s back. His clone didn’t move for anything, “Weird…” he thought. The young man had turned his body to the creation, walking over to it as he did so. He was about arms length from the shade when he nonchalantly stuck his hand through the thing’s chest. His hand simply fazed through the thing as he looked on with awe. Haseo’s face lit up with wonder, excited at this new prospect. Now if only he could find a way to replicate this newfound discovery.

He attempted the technique once more, however the second time around he noticed the after-image had begun to follow him albeit slowly. Upon subsequent examinations of the technique, he began to notice a pattern. The more of his essence he instilled in the thing, the faster it moved until it could keep up with him entirely. Haseo had to give it just the right amount of chakra or else the technique wouldn’t be overly convincing. This was an easy task however, the clone requiring very little chakra to animate. From a decent distant, the technique was passable, though the young man doubted it could fool trained genjutsu users. It was a start nonetheless. Haseo kept on with his training for quite a while, until once again boredom struck. Its grip seized him, hardly letting him go. It was then that he decided on getting some combat experience.

[Haseo]

??/30
Hours flew by eclipsed in the moonlight. Streetlights ran rampant throughout the harbor district, misty lamplight rebounding off a nearby pier. The young man felt at peace with himself than, though he couldn’t help but wonder why he was there. If he was looking for a real challenge, then why wasn’t he visiting the arena at that very moment? He simply brushed it off and continued down his path towards nothingness. It was a late hour; something was bound to come up. Haseo came to a bend in the pier towards the open sea and a few buildings that looked to be warehouses.

He walked by thoughtlessly, until a gang of four men came into view. “They’ll do.” he whispered. The genin would engage the men, judging them to be a good test of his strength. They were of a decent size and build, none of them much bigger than he. He noticed all but one of them carried katana similar in make to his own. “What’s a kid like you doin’ in a place like this?” one of them question. He appeared to be the group’s leader, given that he stepped to the front as he spoke. His inquiry was to be expected, he hadn’t noticed Haseo’s forehead protector. Haseo had removed it some time ago, wanting to retain the element of surprise. The young man appeared not to notice him speak, nonchalantly walking by.

One of the other men came forth, grabbing Haseo’s shoulder violently as to stop him from moving. “He was talking to ya, brat!”The man tried with a great deal of strength to pull the genin in, though this was exactly what he wanted. Turning to the thug, Haseo swiftly drew his sword and slashed at him in a diagonal. He watched as the sword cut into his left collarbone and skid to a stop, hitting his upper abdomen. The idiot wasn’t dead, but he’d sure as hell need medical attention

The other men quickly drew their swords and faced Haseo all at once. They moved to encircle him, having no idea what he was capable of. “Too easy.” He scoffed. Another man charged his front, though Haseo was quick to intercept him with a Shunshin. The genin arced behind the man, striking him in the rear as he did so. That one too was a shallow cut, in spite of their stupidity they had no reason to die that night. There were two remaining men, the leader and one other man. For now, he would dispatch the small fry so as to have the boss all to himself.

[Haseo]

??/30
After having dealt with the underlings, he was to face the boss. The man’s movements were graceful for someone with such a figure. He moved uncharacteristically fast, even for a trained shinobi. The boss somehow even managed to corner Haseo who found himself propped up against a large shipyard wall. The man moved his sword to strike at Haseo who dodged and weaved for some time, until finally utilizing a Shunshin. The boss’ eyes caught his however, with the boss grabbing the genin’s arm. He tossed him quite a few meters in the opposite direction, flinging him onto his back.

“How’d ya like that? I know a thing a two me’self.”

“How’d he manage to counter my technique, unless of course he was a ninja once too? Strange, huh? Anyway I better finish this fast, before things get ugly.” Just as he spoke, the man was already on his tail. The boss charged at Haseo with incredible fervor, almost as if he had used Shunshin himself. Haseo countered the man’s Shunshin with one of his own, appearing behind him soon after. An image appeared next to the boss, the genin hoping he would be fooled. Haseo assumed the killing posture, raising his sword above his head as to strike. He brought it down upon the man heavily, as he assured himself it would hit its mark.

“Nice try, kiddo. Yer gonna have ta try harda than that.” The boss, who saw right through the illusion managed to parry Haseo’s sword swing, turning to face him effortlessly. Their swords clashed with a loud scratching sound, Haseo flying backward with another use of Shunshin. “Scared are ya?” he smirked. The thug readied himself yet again, in a flash appearing behind Haseo. The man let loose a sharp kick, it easily making contact with Haseo’s posterior. The force of the blow was enough to send him flying, and he did so.

This guy was good, good enough to afford arrogance. The genin’s face reddened slightly as he hit the ground, rolling to his back once he fell. He used his legs as springs to propel himself off the ground back onto his feet, though not before finding his sword on the ground. The man was right there to meet him however, slashing at Haseo’s non-sword arm before he could react. He had only grazed his arm fortunately, though the pain was substantial. It was a shooting pain that seemed to extend far the reaches of his left arm, making way to his shoulder and chest as well. Gripping his arm as he got into position, Haseo used the hidden mist skill to allow him time to mount a counterattack. Fog blanketed the area in which he stood, the boss also standing there bewildered. “Looks like he hadn’t learnt that one.” Haseo whispered.

“Wh-wh-where are you?” the bosses’ face lit up with fear as he shook in place. He took a few footsteps in the opposite direction, though the genin knew exactly where he was going. Shinobi from Kirigakure had exceptionally good hearing for this effect. The genin used a well timed Shunshin to close the gap on the man frantically running away now. All one could hear was a loud, curdling scream as Haseo’s sword struck the man’s upper back. He fell with a loud thud, blood seeping from the large gash, barely even seeing the body double in his rear view.

[Corvus]

poof +30

am I an awesome Kage or what?