Jutsu Training [p]

Sunagakure no Sato was pretty much normal that afternoon; the villagers were on about their daily routines as the footsteps of ryo hungry individuals was the dominant ambient. It proved irritating to some, a certain poker faced brunet included. Kenji breathed a sigh as he made his way down the sandy path, towards the training fields. After a short visit to the orphanage, Kenji decided to spend the afternoon in the fields. Perhaps he would learn a few E-Ranked techniques before the day was done. At least, that was his aim. He took a right at the fork and pulled his hood over his head, the heat didn't bother him much for some reason.

Kenji arrived at the training fields, there wasn't much to expect, just some acres of sandy land littered with cotton filled dummies. Simple and spacious. Kenji walked past the rows of dummies, pushed some aside and made his way to the clearing of the training field. The 'clearing' being the spot with less 'pillows on a stick', as they would not be needed for the technique Kenji would practice. Upon reaching the clearing, Kenji shook his head to lighten his thoughts. He was the only one there at the moment so he didn't have to worry much about noise, distractions or stray projectiles and techniques.

Kenji reached into his pocket and pulled out a notepad. He then proceeded to review every written detail about the clone and transformation technique. At least the details he had been given in the academy. According to the notepad the clone technique was made up of three different hand seals; Ram, snake, tiger and the spec type was ninjutsu. He decided to start with that technique first.

Ram, snake, tiger, thought Kenji. Easy enough.

Ryu would walk backwards through the gates of the training grounds, he was about to count to the highest number in his life, one-thousand. “Nine-hundred ninety eight… After that umm… Nine-hundred ninety nine… Then its one something. One hundred nine hundred ninety nine. Sounds right.” He would shrug turn around and walk normally. He could feel the presence of others in the grounds, but he felt a shockingly weak one. Especially, when the boy wielding such an unimpressive chakra was probably around his own age.


The small four-teen year old would address the person. “Did you learn how to suppress your chakra? Me too, I’m doing it now.” Of, course he always suppressed his chakra so it was no different from any other time. If Kenji looked at the person attempting to talk to him he would see a tan skinned boy with sandy blonde hair wearing a chuunin jacket and brown shorts. “I’m Ryu.”

Kenji weaved through the hand seals at his own pace, casually going from ram to snake and then tiger. He knew hand seal speed had nothing to do with how the jutsu worked so he went about it like a tortoise. Perhaps when he perfected both techniques, he would be able to weave through the respective hand seals better due to repetition, as Kenji doubted he would get it on the first try.

The hooded teen did not say the name of the technique but that didn't mean nothing happened.

There was a puff of smoke right next to him but sadly that was all there was.

Kenji kept his poker face and fanned the smoke away with his gloved palm. He weaved through the hand seals again, a tad faster than his last weave.

The same result.

Kenji tried again but stopped when he got to the tiger hand seal.

The hooded teen heard the distinct sound of someone... counting? Perhaps the village decided to take a Census and maybe it was just a Jounin or chuunin taking the numbers down. The odd part was when said person went from nine hundred and ninety nine to One hundred nine hundred and ninety nine.

It seemed Kenji's previous deduction was incorrect. It was definitely a kid. But who knew? It wasn't impossible for a kid to be a Jounin.

Kenji shook his head to clear his thoughts, the voice had succeeded in distracting him. Kenji pulled his hood down to reveal his nut brown hair. He didn't take his goggles with him today, which left him in a black long sleeved zip up hood over a gray high collar tee shirt. A pair of finger less leather gloves, black ankle length trousers and a pair of ninja sandals, black.

He weaved through the hand seals again, faster as he got accustomed to the finger placement and movement.

A puff of smoke, but nothing behind it as usual.

He weaved again.
Nothing.
Again.
Nothing.
Another weave.
A pair of ninja sandals appeared next to him in a puff of smoke but was gone within moments.

Kenji kept his straight face although he had to put effort into this one as his lips were slowly contorting into a frown. He took a deep breath to calm himself when he heard the voice again but this time, the source was standing right there. In front of him.

After a quick once over, Kenji realized the said person was not a kid and looked to be around his age. Tanned skin, dirty blonde hair and brown shorts. Something was odd about the male teen though, Kenji noticed the blonde had a chuunin vest on, this led him into two conclusions.

Either there was a new stall that sold fake chuunin vests, which was a possibility. Or the teenager was a chuunin, which was also possible.

Kenji did not know how long the teen had been there or if he had said anything yet. But, he heard the teen's introduction. Kenji kept his straight face and decided to introduce himself as well.

"Kenji, Goka Kenji," he said to the teen now identified as Ryu.

Having no need to say anything else, Kenji turned and weaved through the hand seals once more.

A puff of smoke, followed by a pair of feet which disappeared soon after.

Kenji then took out his notepad as he reviewed the techniques once more.

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Total WC: 577
Jutsu Training WC:
Clone Technique: 245/500
Transformation Technique: 0/500

The chuunin saw the seals he was making they were familiar to say the least. Is he doing the academy jutsu?  After telling Kenji his name, the guy decided to reveal his own. “Wow, you’re a Goka? One of the people that use scorch release? I wish, I could do that.” He would make an array of scorch orbs appear around his body and prevent them from hitting into Kenji.

“My mom was a Goka.” He would then lean in and whisper. “Make sure no one tries to take your jeans (genes).” Ryu would then watch the failed attempt of the clone jutsu. “Don’t worry kid I can teach you how to do that.” He said kid as if he were older than Kenji, mainly because he assumed he was an abnormally tall eight year old.


“So, you want to build up chakra. Then use the seals.” The chuunin would perform the seals. “Picture what you want to make and release.” In a puff of smoke a intangible copy of Ryu would appear. “If you are doing this I’m guessing you are in the academy.”

Kenji breathed a sigh. If he thought Ryu was the same age as him before, the blonde's statements proved he was younger. No doubt about it. On the plus side, he was a clan member and this made Kenji a tad more at ease. He listened to the blonde teenager ramble on about their bloodline, something he already knew. Ryu claimed he 'wished he was able to perform the scorch release technique,' before casually performing the clan's signature elemental jutsu right before Kenji. The hooded teen kept his poker face but did not fail to give a remark.

"Impressive," Kenji muttered in a low monotone as he glanced at the flaming orbs, "your humility knows no bounds."

He pocketed the notepad and listened to the young teen, other than Ryu possessing such an incredible ego, that was about the only bad quality Kenji had noticed so far. As Ryu actually gave him some good advice pertaining to both his clan and the technique he was working on, something the hooded teen did not expect from the blonde. So Kenji decided to ignore the fact Ryu called him a 'kid' and tried the jutsu again with said advice.

Kenji closed his eyes and built up chakra, something he failed to do earlier. Once he felt both the physical and mental energy flowing through him, he weaved the hand seals again, slow and steady.

Ram. Snake. Tiger.

In a puff of smoke, an exact replica of Kenji appeared next to him. The only problem was, the upper half of the body was missing, leaving only a pair of legs clad in black ankle length shorts and black ninja sandals. Kenji resisted the urge to sweat drop and tried the jutsu again.

Ram. Snake. Tiger.

The same result. Well at least he was making progress, albeit slow, it was progress nonetheless.
He weaved again, faster.
The same result.
Again.
A pair of ninja sandals.
He weaved again.
Feet.
Again.
A pair of legs.

Kenji let out a low groan, what was he missing?

The hooded teen glanced at the blonde before answering his question with a nod.

Kenji closed his eyes and built up chakra, he figured out what he was missing. It was something Ryu mentioned earlier. This time, Kenji tried as much as possible to picture himself as he weaved through the hand seals.

Ram. Kenji pictured a paled skin individual, clad in a gray high collar tee shirt under a black long sleeved zip up hood, ankle length trousers and finger less leather gloves.
Snake. A pair of goggles, nut brown hair.
Tiger. The ever present poker face.

He opened his eyes and in a puff of smoke, an exact replica of himself stood. Complete. It was like Kenji was staring into a mirror, save for the pair of goggles placed on the nut brown hair of the clone. A slight mistake he would not make again.

"Thanks, I guess." said Kenji, feeling the need to be grateful. He took out his notepad and a pen and scribbled down what he had learned. He glanced at the flaming orbs casually floating around Ryu before he scribbled something down, basically it's appearance and other things he noticed about the flaming orbs. It might prove helpful to him later on. Once Kenji was done, he went through the notes for the next technique; the transformation technique. The hood wearer reviewed it over and over again before he pocketed both the notepad and the pen.

The teen built up chakra for the next technique before he weaved through the hand seals.

Dog. Boar. Ram.

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Total WC: 617

Jutsu Training WC:
Clone Technique: 291 + 245= 536/500
Transformation Technique: 19/500

There was a puff of smoke but Kenji did not feel different. He checked his appearance and nothing had changed. The hooded teen clicked his tongue and pinched the bridge of his nose in slight annoyance, this technique might take longer than he expected. Kenji believed Ryu had helped him enough and did not want to impose by asking. He built up chakra and brought both hands together as he weaved the hand seals again.

Dog. Boar. Ram

A puff of smoke but still no change. Kenji thought on what he might be missing and snapped his fingers when he remembered. He went through the procedure again, building up chakra and weaving through hand seals. Once Kenji got to ram, he thought of an old man; bald, white bearded and clad in a long white garment. He had know idea what in the world coaxed him to choose an old man of all things but the thought was already made and it was too late.

There was a slight tug his chakra as Kenji felt his features changed almost immediately. There was the usual puff of smoke and when it cleared, Kenji looked at his hand for confirmation. Sadly there was no change to his palms; no wrinkles, they were still full of life. His hands were a bit pale but, they were always pale. He continued to inspect his arms and feet but there were no signs of change. The only change he could feel was the continuous drain in his chakra.

Hmm.

The hood wearer stroked his long white beard in thought as he tried to deduce the problem. Kenji paused for a moment, he did not have or own a beard. Once he came to this realization, the beard was gone in smoke and so was the chakra drain.

This technique was a bit harder than the clone technique, that much he could say but that didn't mean he would stop now. He brought his hand up to his dry chin and stroked it. Not as good as when he had the beard. Kenji let a smile creep up his face while he shook his head, perhaps that was one of the reasons he was coaxed into that transformation.

Interior monologue and beard stroking aside, he needed to get this technique done with as soon as possible. The sun was already on the move.

Judging from the chakra drain and the beard going up in smoke right after the disrupt in chakra, Kenji was able to deduce that the transformation technique required constant chakra emission in order to maintain form and most importantly the beard. Kenji shook his head before adopting his usual stoic expression. He built up chakra and and weaved the hand seals again.

Dog. Boar. Ram.

He thought of the old man again, throwing in a walking stick just for kicks. There was a puff of smoke and Kenji continued to emit chakra even after the smoke had cleared.

The first thing he noticed was his hands seemed to be clenched to a wooden stick. Kenji double checked his appearance and it seemed everything went well. This was amazing, this technique was what he needed. Kenji raised his shaky hand up to his beard and gave it a stroke. This gesture made Kenji feel wise and all knowing for some reason, If in the nearby future he had a large enough chakra pool, this was a form he'd love to maintain.

Soon after, Kenji stopped emitting chakra and his transformation was gone in a puff of smoke. The hood wearer kept a straight face as he took out his note pad, scribbling down what he had learned for the duration of today. He turned to Ryu, and bowed his head in appreciation of what he had learned from him.

"I do hope we meet again in the near future," Kenji said with the shrug of his shoulders before dragging himself out of the training field. He needed rest. Alot.

(Exit)

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Total WC: 675
Jutsu Training WC:
Clone Technique: 536/500
Transformation Technique: 578+19= 597/500
Overall Total WC: 295+577+617+667 = 2156

Claiming:
Clone Technique
Transformation Technique
10 stat points