The small little boy was tired from the long day he had as he sat alone in the forest. All around him surrounded by the silence of trees and the intense sound of birds chirping. As he sat there he began to think of that day long ago with his sensei Uzumaki Mitsuhide.

Suiton Suiryuudan as the water dragon would be stopped at the last moment, in awe as he watched the skill of fuuinjutsu for the first time. This was his master and he too wanted to become just as strong as he began to think back to that time. He then remembered after learning from his sensei he trained day in and day out sealing and unsealing, placing seals on moving targets and dropping seals from the sky. Running around endlessly as he placed seals on the earth, in the air and upon the water itself. He sealed weapons, he sealed abilities but in the end he could not manage to seal too many things however he did develop a seal and not too long after he began to train to develop the most powerful sealing technique he could ever create. In the end he was a prodigy and he could not slack off just because he had the gift or the talent.

It was at this time that he looked to the sky and felt he needed to step it up and reach to the heights of his mother and his not so loved but sort of cool father Sanosuke the Raikage, not forgetting his mother's lineage as the former Kazekage, and having improved in fighting against the Mizukage Ayakashi also known as the Demon Witch. Add to that training from Uzumaki Mitsuhide the missing Hokage and the legendary or at least soon to be legendary Kenji Chikara. This along with various fights in which he bested two of Konoha's strongest in the Water Dome long ago. He also held his own in a spar in which Kenji appeared to surrender or so it seemed, when will those too meet again it did not matter he needed to come prepared and for that reason he wished to face him at his full power.

He focused all he could as he meditated gathering the nature around him as well as thinking of ways to get passed Kenji's secret weapon and the only things he could think of were to face Kenji again and learn all that Kenji had. If he learnt all of Kenji's skills he would be able to beat him. Well at least if he knew all of Kenji's genjutsu not counting the noise jutsu and the fear inducing jutsu. He was focused and it was also time for him to lay that woman to rest, she had taken him in to control them but in the end it was not the Dark Society that was using the poor defenceless little boy, but this little demon gaining strength to rule over them with an iron first or in this case a legendary weapon not counting his swords that had long since been forgotten.

Words = 522

It was time as he began to meditate and think back to his battle against Kenji Chikara long ago. His thoughts began to flow, but whether he understood them he would never know.

As the two would stand there, it was made clear from their meeting in the cemetery that one day they may have a dark encounter. That people would die and families would cry as these two masters of weapons would one day face off, however they had already fought and little was it known that the location in which they had their fight had collapsed and it is for this reason that he would look back to their encounter which made him more serious than he should have been at the time.

He asked out the vastly superior Kenji Chikara to train him in order to use weapons other than just swords. He felt just using swords lacked the variety needed to adapt to any situation given and so with this he began his training. As they would take steps into the underground battle training arena of the woman who was once known as the White Death, the burial ground of his grandmother which he desecrated in order to gain most power, in order to survive and in order to achieve his goals.

The boy drew his sword as the wind blew as the man drew forth his scythe as they prepared to engage in a battle that would at the very least live on in the little boy's heart even to this day.
This was the battle of the young prodigy of the Mist who would one day become the next one to join the ranks of the hidden mist's Seven Shinobi Swordsmen, while the experienced and trained man would go on to become the next Sannin of the Raikage. This was a battle of inexperience and raw talent against experience and well honed skills over years. There was no room for error, yet errors we would see and innovation would exist and soon their battle would unfold each feeling that they won, however it was unclear what would happen if these two ever chose to face off for real. The battle was becoming tense as soon it would begin.

Words = 522 + 376 = 898

His mind broke off as he heard a sound, a sound that compelled him to stand up as he held his hands up into the sky. He began to focus his chakra as he now wished to change, he wished to begin again and start with that which no one would ever see coming as he made his way out of the forest his endless training would soon begin, he had been in this dense forest for far too long and it was now time for him to move on to the next part of his training. As he stretched and remembered what his master Mitsuhide taught him. It was time for him to master the art of sealing.

Words = 898 + 119 = 1017
Training Fuuinjutsu A to S = 1017/9000

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