Word Count: 526

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"Oy, Dovy..."

His eyes closed, he felt nothing but the radiant heat of the sun glazing his tanned skin. Not a single cloud crossed its path, Dovy laid back in the shadeless atmosphere with his heavy eyelids.

"Dovy!"

The slow swaying of the boat swishing in the sea rocked Dovy in a pleasant power-nap. His ears only adjusted to the sound of seagulls singing and the waves crashing. The salty sea sprayed onto his clothes, dampening them, making them a bit heavier and baggier than normal. His once white T-shirt and black shorts flapped from the vigorous beach wind. *BUMP!*

"DOVY!!!"

"AHHH, fer Poseidon's sake. WHAT MATE?" Dovy shouted with annoyance as he sat himself upright. He shook his damp blonde hair like a wet dog and brushed it back out of his face. His eyes adjusted to the light and color around him. As the mild blur began to fade, his heart was filled with nostalgia as he began to recognize where he was.

"Get up lad, yer home." said Killi, the boat-lady and close friend of Dovy. She sat down on the foredeck of the small boat and gave her arms a rest. Dovy stood up and gazed at the beach. He rubbed his eyes and took in a deep breath of the Shore Side air. To the far right he could see the docks he once fished on for sport. To his left he could see the coastal town he grew up in, not too far of a walking distance away. He smiled, "It's been a whole year..." He picked up his heavy backpack, swung his arms through the straps, tightened it around his shoulders, and stood up adventurously with his chest out as he took in the sentimental scenery.

Dovy spent the last 13 months out adventuring and studying around the surrounding islands of Kirigakure. A dangerous place for a young lad to be touring, but his knowledge of pirate culture had him blend into all hazardous environments. His thick and sturdy backpack was stuffed with journals, history books, and other textbooks holding all sorts of information. Many of these books were gifts given to him for the exchange of his service. During these 13 months, Dovy was able to develop and understand the identity that he once wished to discover long ago. He found his passions, his fears, and he refined his life aspirations. The outgoing loner of a lad grew up to become much more independent and even more hungry for adventure, and it was his wander lust that had brought him back to the familiar of Kirigakure.

"You know where you're going right?" Killi asked. Dovy's nostalgiac moment was paused, and he gave her a nod. "Aye, I'm lookin' fer Geiser. He'll be at the Siren's Den around sun set right?" Killi nodded with confirmation. "Remember, that the trinket ye got in that bag is worth a lot of money. But in return fer droppin' it off we're given ye the book. That was the deal." Dovy smiled. "Aye, and thats all I need. Ye have me word." He added with a thumbs up.

Dovy hopped out of the small boat like an enthusiastic bunny rabbit. "Dovy... remember. Those secrets are dangerous. You have em now, so they're yer responsibilty. If you get hurt, it's not on us." Killi said with a deep and serious tone. Dovy nodded his head and waved goodbye, and he continued his paced walk toward the city of Kirigakure.

After many hours of walking, Dovy was feeling lost. The sun was still out and shining, and it completely threw off his confidence in the mental map he made of Kirigakure. In this area, he was use to the mist and fog that haunted the skies and roads, but the humid sunshine was toying with his direction. Around him he only saw trees that stretched high above him. He was lost in the middle of this forest, and so he leaped up to the highest branch he could find to perhaps get a better view of where he was. "Funny, the folk in Kirigakure probably think this is a gorgeous day." Dovy thought to himself as he scanned the damp environment. "Oy!" he thought to himself as he managed to catch sight of someone in an open field. The individual appeared to be nothing of that great importance, so the naive boy sprung forward in that direction.

"Oy! Can I ask ye something?" he yelled with no consideration that he could have frightened the person. Upon landing on the floor, the wet grass acted like ice on the boys feet that grew accustomed to course platforms. "YAAAAAH!!!" he yelled as he slipped and slid like a hockey puck about 10 feet away from the individual. He rolled until his body lost momentum. It was pretty embarrassing considering the fact that Dovy was one of the more experienced Genin in Kirigakure. Still, his shinobi talent could never cure his clumsiness.  

Slowly he lifted himself up off the ground and he wiped off as much dirt and grass off of him as he could. "Sorry, mate." he said. "I'm a bit lost, and I was wonderin' if ye could help me out." He added and looked at the boy. "Could you tell me where the' hell I might be?" he asked while scratching his head. Hoping he didn't intrude too much, Dovy waited for his response.


Training All Stats E>D3:

WC Requirement: (75+150+225+300+325+400+450)x5 = 9625

Total WC: [906/9625]

Word Count: 474

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This wouldn't be the first time for Dovy to be laughed at for his clumsiness. At least his slip up happened in the middle of an introduction rather than in the middle of a heated battle field--and yes, he has well experienced this enough. Luckily the older boy in front of him didn't seem to mind his startling greeting and actually got a kick out of it. His laugher practically scared all of the nearby birds and wild life away from them. The dark haired boy looked confused at Dovy, probably because the question was worded quite awkwardly, as if he had lost all of his memory or something.

"Well right now, we're right outside the gates of Kirigakure. I simply came out here to train while i'm here. If you don't mind me asking, are you from this village? Oh, and my name's Toshiko by the way. Toshiko Uzumaki, Jounin of the Village hidden in the leaves. It's nice to meet you."

Dovy's was relieved that he was indeed nearby Kirigakure and not lost at all, and his eyebrows raised after he heard the boy mention that he was from Konoha. Dovy had once spent time in that village, and he remembered it very well. The weather was definitely much nicer than in Kirigakure.

"Okay, great! I've lived nearby Kirigakure, but I've been away for some time now, so I be having a hard time findin' me way back to the city. Thank ye though, Toshiko! It's nice to meet ye. Me name's Dovy Hozuki. I'm a Genin raised over on the Shore Side."

The name Uzumaki sounded familiar, but he couldn't quite remember anything specific about it. Perhaps Dovy may have skimmed past this information in a book. Since Toshiko was a Jounin, Dovy knew that the person in front of him was obviously superior, and this made him slightly nervous for what he was secretly holding in his backpack. He tightened the strap as if he was ready to continue his walk, but a beam of curiosity made him scratch his head and kept him from going about his own business.

"Oy, so um... before I head on out--can I ask ye something?" Dovy said with his thick sailor accent. "How are you training if yer just sitting on the ground mate?" he added with a skeptic eyebrow raised. You'd assume that a Jounin would be going through very intense exercises or drills. Perhaps he was a Genjutsu user? Dovy decided to stick around to find out.

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Word Count: 377

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Toshiko seemed to be very comfortable with Dovy's company. "Yea it does seem a bit weird doesn't it? It's not usual for most people to train with meditation. Well, i'm training something a little different. You see, i'm training this art of jutsu known as senjutsu..." Toshiko responded. Dovy tilted his head. What a foreign concept. He knew about ninjutsu, genjutsu and doujutsu, but never has he ever heard of senjutsu."...You have to train it differently. It's by channeling natural energy around you To do so, you have to concentrate by meditating." he added.

The idea of senjutsu seemed very interesting, even though Toshiko left a pretty ambiguous description of what this technique could possibly do. Natural energy, like the energy of the sun? What is exactly done with this natural energy anyways? Dovy started to feel the urge to discover more about it, perhaps have a spar with the upper-ranked ninja. He still had plenty of time before sunset since it was the middle of the afternoon anyways, so there wasn't much of a reason not to. Maybe he would get the chance to see this foreign concept of senjutsu in action.

"Well, i've told you one of my little secrets. Now do you mind showing me what you can do?" Toshiko asked.

Dovy smiled. He wasn't sure if a Genin ninja like himself could surprise a higher rank ninja with his elementary attacks. But then again, Toshiko was indeed foreign to the lands of Kirigakure, and Dovy definitely had more battle experience than most of his Genin peers, so who knows. Either way, he was glad that Toshiko asked him, because hopefully it would lead the two of them to that spar that Dovy was craving. He looked at Toshiko and knew exactly what to show him--a popular party trick of his.

"Sure mate. Go ahead and pull out a shuriken er kunai er somthin' and dart it straight between me eyes." he dared confidently. He figured this would be a much more fun and interesting way to show his Kekkei Genkai rather than just telling him what it was. Comically, he stretched out both of his hands and rotated them around like a magician to show there was nothing up his sleeves. Then he gently placed them behind his back and stood still. "Go for it." he added with assurance and closed his eyes.

WC: [398]
Total WC: [1724/9625]

1500/1500 Fuuton Learned

Dovy prepared his move for the few seconds that he had. Toshiko seemed hesitant to do what he asked of him, which made sense since a shot from a Jounin like him would probably result in an immediate death--which was the point. Hopefully he'd get a kick out of it or be at least some what impressed by Dovy's talent.

"Sure, i'll do what you ask. Let's see what you're made of."

Toshiko pulled out his kunai and modestly threw it for the sake of not murdering the boy in case something went wrong. Dovy smiled as the incoming projectile flew closer to his face. He didn't have to do much. he just stood their with his eyes closed and waited... *SPLASH*

The kunai went straight through Dovy's liquified head and darted way behind him onto the floor. His face turned watery blue and rippled like a puddle hit by a rock and then morphed back into a solid state. Dovy opened his eyes, "TAADAA!" he shouted enthusiastically with his arms up in the air. "That's a lil' somethin' that I can do, so I guess you could say I'm made of water." he added. Dovy took off his backpack and reached into it for his handy kanteen. "We Hozuki are known as the wet folk back at the Shide'. Once I get stronger, I'll be able ta do that with me whole body!" he explained as he dug through his bag. Dovy pulled out his bottle and licked his lips as he opened the kanteen. He chugged about a fourth of it with loud and dense gulps. "Ahh." he let out while wiping his mouth. "Only thing is, its gets me more thirsty than a sailor on a saturday morning." he joked.

''Oy, would ye be alright if we had ourselves a quick spar? I've got me plenty of time. What say ye? I feel like I could learn a lot from ye." Dovy asked. He was already warmed up to Toshiko company and felt energetic enough to train. Hopefully he could get a glimpse of some of his anticipated senjutsu tricks.

WC: [353]
Total WC: [2077/9625]

Hydration Points: 13

Jutsu Used:

Word Count: 500

500/3000

Fuuton D-C Rank

Dovy was very happy that Toshiko was impressed with his natural ability. Being a Konoha native, he was the perfect audience member to see this watery feat. Most Kirigakure ninja wouldn't have been as surprised as him by the wet folk. Its likely that they would have probably been tired of seeing another old water element technique, so Dovy was energized by the complements of the foreign ninja.

"Sure, but maybe you and i could teach each other. If you want to train, Let's start with a spar. You show me what you can do, and then i'll show you the full extent of my techniques" Toshiko responded.

Dovy clenched his fist and pumped it with enthusiasm, "Oy! Great! Let's go fer it!" he responded cheerfully. Dovy took a few more loud gulps out of his kanteen while he picked up his backpack by the strap. He then followed by closing the kanteen, dropping it into the bag, and then carefully lobbing the bag to the side and out of his way. "Alright." Dovy said and turned toward Toshiko. "Let's show each other what we can do, eh?" he added.

Dovy immediately reached into the side pocket of his shorts to draw a Metsubishi. He then quickly pulled it out and threw it forward in one solid motion. He knew it was probably nothing that the Jounin couldn't handle, but Dovy just wanted to showcase his moves and strategies, knowing that Toshiko would probably do the same. As the ball of iron shavings, powdered glass, ash and chili powders began to unravel and take the form of a thick cloud, Dovy quickly took in a massive breath. He ducked down and shouted "Fūton: Daitoppa!" Dovy's shirt flapped in the intense burst of wind as it came from behind him and flew toward Toshiko's direction, pushing forward and mixing together all of the scrap from his Metsubishi in the wind. Not only would this potentially push back Toshiko, but it would also increase the range of the small particles. He hoped it would get caught all through out his clothes to irritate and distract him rather than hurt him.

Hydration Points: 15/15
Chakra: 135/150

Jutsu Used:

Items Used:

WC: [358]
Total WC: [2435]
Training All Stats E>D3: [2435/9625]

Spoiler:

Word Count: 359

859/3000

Fuuton D-C Rank

Dovy would soon notice that his opponent wouldn't hesitate to counter attack, and that his original plan was about to totally back fire--literally. Every scrap blown in the wind was completely incinerated by Toshiko's great fireball, and his air-blown attack fueled its strength even more. The fireball raced forward quickly, almost too quickly for Dovy to handle at such a close distance. Nervously, he leaped backwards and did perhaps the only thing he could do. "Suiton: Mizurappa!" he shouted. Just as the flames were just about close enough to kiss him, with the burning of his exposed skin with the same sensation of a hand held over a candle for too long, he spewed a waterfall blast of water directly in front of him. This was done to not only dose the fire out, but to push the boy further back with his leap away from the fire.

A loud *hiss* erupted as the collision of the two elements gave birth to a massive puff of steam and smoke that clogged the once beautiful and sunny atmosphere in the open space. *THUMP* Dovy fell on his back and slid on the wet grass. Immediately, he began to use the extra momentum to roll on the floor in hopes that it would cool down his body. As he came to a slow stop, he looked up and could only see smoke since it was way too thick for the boy to through it. "Bloody hell..." Dovy said as he lifted himself up with his hand on his back. "That's a good start." he added.

Dovy began to ponder about his next move while the smoke slowly began to blow way. Firing a long ranged attack would not guarantee a hit with Dovy's accuracy and the obstruction of the smoke, so rather than following with an immediate attack, he quickly reached into to his back pocket and picked out a prewritten scroll. "Han'yō Fūin no Jutsu" and just like that a poof of smoke released around Dovy's right hand, and he was then gripping onto his good ol' rusty cutlass. It was really there just to make him feel more confident, because he wasn't sure what Toshiko could have been doing on the other side. Plus, he knew that he had to take it easy with his chakra as he was already using so much so soon. He only hoped that he was prepared enough for what could've been next.

Hydration Points: 15/15
Chakra: 115/150

Jutsu Used:

Items Used:

WC: [407]
Total WC: [2842]
Training All Stats E>D3: [2842/9625]

[center]"Suiton: Mizurappa!"

That was the only sense that Toshiko had of knowing what would be to occur next. his massive fireball was already blocking his view enough, when it combined with the misty flame jutsu it practically doubled in size, and then when met with Dovy's wind enhanced cloud of metsubishi it increased in length even more. Toshiko was worried for Dovy's safety for a moment due to how the fireball was literally of a size so great it covered about five percent of the entire grounds they were fighting in. Toshiko's entire front view had been blocked by that of the site of the fireball, as well as the immense heat from it that made him sweat greatly upon initially firing it. Once he heard the words spoken by his companion, he smiled. Suiton. He was using water release as he had done earlier. All that Toshiko would witness next was the sound of the sizzle that came in tact when immense flames met water, and then the smoke and steam that would emerge after the impact. After a few moments, the smoke would begin to disperse. Was Dovy okay? Toshiko had no way of knowing for sure until he actually managed to see past the large smoke cloud. It was beginning to fade, but it still wasn't completely clear vision wise.

He could see him after a few moments, and saw a cutlass in his hands. He smiled, unsheathing his tanto and running towards him full speed, once he was at point blank range, he would aim the tanto at Dovy's cutlass blade in his hands, attempting to clash the two.[center]

Word Count: 278

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Fuuton D-C Rank

The gap between Dovy and Toshiko was nothing but a massive burned crater caused by the scorching blast of the great fireball. The smell in the air was that of grass, flames, and chili powder fumes that made his nose itch. Dovy's body felt uneasy. He was out of breath and quickly cutting through about a third of his chakra, and they were only a single attack in. The strength of his opponent was overwhelming, but he was still eager to see that senjutsu technique that Toshiko spoke of, so much that he was willing to risk his safety by sparing with an upper ranked ninja. The battle was just beginning, and Dovy was starting to already feel his fatigue creeping up on him, but he was ready to challenge himself and learn from the training experience.

The smoke cleared, and Dovy could finally see Toshiko standing in his line of sight, smiling. He was not holding back nearly as much as Dovy was anticipating him to. That last fireball was the biggest he had seen yet, and it could've sent him straight to the hospital had he not had the extra push. Perhaps there would be many more sink or swim situations to come in this fight.

Toshiko unsheathed some sort of short blade weapon and took charge toward Dovy at a speed that he couldn't discern with his lower rank reaction time. In Dovy's eyes, Toshiko charged at him like a cheetah, giving the boy almost no time to plan. Dovy dug his feet into the ground and found his center of balance. He gipped both of his hands onto the handle of the cutlass and squeezed with all of his might as he prepared for impact. Dovy lifted his blade up in a horizontal defensive position, and Toshiko clashed it with his Tanto.

The strength of his opponent was far beyond the strength of the young lad and the force of the attack knocked the boy back. His feet were thrown completely off of the floor, and his blade flew out his grip and onto the grass on his far right. Dovy flew backwards from the  impact that hit him, and his wrist ached as if he had just punched a brick wall with it. After he landed on the floor with his back, in his right hand he called upon the wind to form small blades in his fingertips. He looked up, seeing Toshiko just a bit less than 6 meters away standing above and in front of him. He felt hesitant to execute another jutsu, but in that moment the boy knew it was the only way for him to keep up with the higher ranked ninja. "Fūton: Kiritateru!" he shouted. Dovy slung his arm forward at Toshiko, and all of the small blades of wind in his fingertips combined together to create a large blade of air that slashed at the Jounin.

The force of the wind gave Dovy a little push back, and he slid on the wet grass just enough to give him the momentum to recover back up. It was in that moment that he had a shocking realization: a Fuuton technique was truly a poor decision to make against this opponent. Nervously, he began rushing out of the way in the opposite direction to be out of the way in case of another fire-type attack. Every other step was a sore limp. Dovy was beginning to really lose his breath, and he needed a moment to get himself back together. It was time to show Toshiko one of Kirigakure's trademark water techniques. Dovy took a deep breath and exhaled. "Suiton: Kirigakure no Jutsu" Slowly mist began to creep out of the boy's mouth, and the humid moisture in the air of Kirigakure together formed to create a thick mist that covered the training grounds they stood on.

The boy continued to run as the mist began to form, hoping that his foolish mistake would not create another flaming catastrophe. He quickly came to a stop and turned around, looking to see what would happen next. He only hoped that the mist would successfully hide him, otherwise the whole technique would simply be a complete waste of chakra.

Hydration Points: 15/15
Chakra: 85/150

Jutsu Used:

WC: [707]
Total WC: [3549]
Training All Stats E>D3: [3549/9625]

Spoiler:

Word Count: 419

1556/3000

Fuuton D-C Rank

Toshiko's speed was far beyond Dovy's. Before he even knew it, Toshiko completely dodged his wind attack and caught up to him as Dovy tried to run away. As he turned, he saw the ninja coming toward him with what appeared to be three spear shaped bolts of lighting hovering above him. Dovy stood there like a frightened child, because what was in front of him was his biggest fear. Every hair in his body shot up to the sound of the satic. Hesitant to move out the way as fast possible, the water-bodied boy leaped to the right and screamed, "Fūton: Nagare!!" A stream of air escaped his mouth to help him accelerate his movement further, but he was just too late. One of the bolts lodged into Dovy's right leg and sent massive shock waves throughout his entire frail and liquid body.

"Gah!" Dovy fell onto the ground, he was totally paralyzed. Not only was it his greatest fear, but also his greatest weakness. Should even an E-Rank lighting technique strike the boy, it will also send him into a semi-liquid state as he bares with the pain. His eyes were slammed shut, and his face was buried into the ground. His hands squeezed the grass as he got through the pain, and he slowly began to open his watery eyes up.

Dovy definitely did not expect such a type of jutsu arise since it was not as common in the mist. As his muscles slowly began to wake up again, Dovy let out a large sigh. He knew not to be too disappointed in himself since he certainly outmatched, but still the whole ordeal was pretty embarrassing. He began to wiggle his shoulders and start to wake up the muscles in his body. Luckily he wasn't on the battlefield. Dovy would've been absolutely screwed if this would have been an actual mission. It made him a bit concerned now, and he learned that he now desperately needed to make some kind of protection from these types of attacks.

He rolled his body onto his back and laid there as he waited for the rest of his nerves to cooperate again. "Well, looks like ye found me sweet spot mate." Dovy said in a way that he hoped wouldn't make Toshiko feel too bad. After all, he asked for it. "Yer really on another level. I thought I was good, but it looks like I've got me a long way to go, huh." Dovy used his arms and his back with as much strength as he could to sit himself upright. As he managed to lift his back up, he slouched with his hands resting at his side. The boy was sweaty, out of breath, slightly burned in the leg, and he looked like a total mess."How about we take 10 an have ourselves a round 2? What do ye think?" the boy added with a smile. Finally, his body began to return back into a more normal, solid state. He waited for Toshiko's response.

Hydration Points: 15/15
Chakra: 75/150

Jutsu Used:

WC: [508]
Total WC: [4057]
Training All Stats E>D3: [4057/9625]

Word Count: 487

2043/3000 Fuuton D-C

"Sure we can go for a round two, but before i'd like your help with something. You know those techniques you've been using? what do you call them.... Fuuton? You think you could teach me?

Dovy looked very surprised. This guy wanted to learn from him? He just got his arse wooped! If anything, Dovy felt like he should've of asked him for mentorship; however, Toshiko was clearly interested in the Wind Element, which is generally the most rare of the five. Dovy felt humble and more than happy to help. Perhaps in the future this new friend would repay him if ever he needed a hand in Konohagakure. Really, he just wanted to spend more time training with this new ninja. It was actually pretty exiting for the boy.

"...If so, follow me! We can carry this training session on to somewhere where we'll have no restrictions!"

The mist began to clear, and Dovy looked up at the bright sky to check the time of day. Not much time had passed at all during their quick burst of a brawl. Only a few minutes passed, really. He smiled when he realized that he had plenty more hours to spend with Toshiko. His legs and his feet were finally responsive again, and he could begin to wiggle his toes underneath his shoes. Carefully, Dovy lifted himself, feeling all of the blood rushing from his head. He balanced himself upright, stretched his body, and gave himself a good shake.

"Oy, sure thing. I'm ready. Let's go!" Dovy responded. As Toshiko, began to jog outside of the training grounds, Dovy quickly jogged over to backpack, grabbed it, and threw it over his small shoulders. All of his books arched his back and made him stand more upright, almost leaning back. Dovy reminded himself to remember and record todays events into his journal when he had the chance. There was definitely tons to write about.

He reached back into it to recover his canteen. Good god he was thirsty. Dovy emptied about half of the water in it, most of which he just used to pour on his face. For a Hozuki, the taste of water after a sweaty fight was like drinking the water of the gods. It was a an experience like no other that refreshened the entire body. If there were a lake nearby, he'd probably hop right into it fully clothed. With this moment of hydration, the boy's energy began to return, though the pain in his leg lingered. It was a burning sensation that he knew he had to treat later when he gets the chance.

Dovy shook his hair like a wet dog and began to run over to Toshiko and catch up with him. His running was awkward and limpy as he was recovering from the shock earlier. To be honest, he was quite relieved that their spar evolved into a training session. He wasn't quite ready for another beating yet, so the opportunity to teach Toshiko Fuuton would definitely be a good break for the boy. He followed Toshiko into the new area he was leading him.

Hydration Points: 15/15
Chakra: 85/150

WC: [522]
Total WC: [4579]
Training All Stats E>D3: [4579/9625]

Word Count: 357

2400/3000 Fuuton D-C

Toshiko was a little ahead of the boy, but Dovy finally caught up to him, slightly limping on his right leg. That sucker was really starting to turn red now. Luckily it was only a first degree burn, and would surely heal on its own in a few days. Dovy noticed the new area was similar to the last, an open field surrounded by trees without the massive burned crater in the center. The two had their solitude with the exception of the birds that chirped nearby. Dovy took off his bag and dropped it by his side. "So, Fuuton..." he said while looking at the trees. "It's not as fancy as ye think. I think anyone can do it, It just be needin' some practice is all." he added. A soft breeze flowed through and brushed the trees around them. A few leaves broke off and glided with the air. Dovy watched as one of them gently landed on his shoulder. He picked it up with his thumb and index finger and held it in front of him while looking at Toshiko and began to explain.

"Fuuton be one of the five elements a ninja can use. It's sharp, and can be used to slash enemies. Ye can channel it into yer blade an make it even sharper. Fuuton can be used to boost yer speed and help execute movements in the air. It can also be used fer defense. It can blow away projectiles an even knock down enemies." Dovy closed his eyes, channeled his chakra into the leaf, and in the blink of an eye, the leaf split in half right down the center. He opened his fingers up and the two pieces flew away with the wind.

Dovy leaned down and picked up another abandoned leaf petal off of the ground and handed it to Toshiko. "First, to learn this element, ye need to be able to cut this leaf in half. Put yer hands over it like a sandwich an try to send fuuton chakra into it. Remember, think sharp." he said as he gave the leaf to Toshiko. "It may take a while, or maybe not. It all depends on how experienced ye are I guess." Dovy tried his best to be a teacher. He just wasn't ever that great at explaining things because he was much more of an intuitive learner, but he would try his best to answer any specific questions that Toshiko would ask.

Hydration Points: 15/15
Chakra: 85/150

WC: [413]
Total WC: [4992]
Training All Stats E>D3: [4992/9625]

Word Count: 705

3000/3000 Fuuton D-C

C rank Fuuton Learned

For as strong as Toshiko was, he was a pretty humble guy. He was very attentive and engaged as Dovy was teaching him about fuuton even though the boy was Genin. Dovy barely knew how train someone in something of his knowledge, so this mini-mentoring would be just as much of a learning experience for him as well. So, he watched as Toshiko prepared to do as instructed. The Jounin was absolutely focused on the task, canceling all distractions from the outside world. Dovy began to wonder how long it would take him to accomplish the first task. Twenty times? Fifteen times? God forbid, he'd lose it if it only took Toshiko ten times. Dovy spent weeks as a younger lad trying to cut through his first leaf, but surely a more experienced ninja could master it in a day.

The exercise began to take Dovy back to the good ol' days when he would set sail at the Shore Shide. Every fisherman would fight over the lad to join their crew. Dovy was not only considered good luck by them, but his wind and water talent would guarantee the return of the absolute heaviest nets of fish back home. With his suiton and fuuton combination there was no storm, sea creature, or whirlpool too tough to ever disrupt his sail. This nostalgic daydreaming invested more into Dovy's dream to be the captain of his own ship someday. Nothing else in life would top the lifestyle of traveling around the ninja world in search of the finest treasure and adventures.

*Crack!* His daydreaming was interrupted. "No way..." he thought to himself as that sound could have only possibly meant one thing. He scrutinized Toshiko's hands carefully as he waited for him to un-sandwhich his hands. Slowly as he lifted up his hands, Dovy's eyes stretched open in surprise. There was the leaf, but it was cut in two. He could not believe it--first try! Sure, the cut was not a perfect slice, but still--first try! Was this just the strength of an elite ninja, or was it just beginners luck? It couldn't be chance, not after experiencing how quick the boy got his beating in their spar earlier. If Toshiko could accomplish this challenge on his initial attempt, was he ready to jump straight to the next portion of the training?

"Dovy did ya see it?! I did it!! Wooohoo!" Toshiko said as he triumphantly jumped in the air. Dovy scratched his damp head as he took the moment to make a reality check---nope, this really happened. He smiled, "Um... well kick me in the crap sack mate, I didn't see that comin'. YE ACTUALLY DID IT ON YER FIRST TRY! I ain't never seen anything like that!!" Dovy proclaimed enthusiastically. He wanted to see more. "OY! let's jump to the next challenge, eh? I thought that was gonna' take ye at least a few hours, but look's like ye'll probably learn this in no time!" Dovy ran over to the closest tree nearby, pulled off about ten thick pieces of bark, and ran back as he held them all by his chest.

"Alight, yer gunna do the same thing, but this time with this bark. It be a lot harder than the leaf, but yer already head of most folk who've tried this. This one will be needin' some extra strength if ye wanna crack this fella in half." Dovy explained. He picked out one of the bark with his right hand and held it in front of him just like the leaf. *CRACK* the piece of wood had a clean split right down the middle. "The trick to this one is to make sure it doesn't fall apart after ye cut, but make sure it splits into just two separate pieces. Good luck." Dovy handed one of the large tree barks to Toshiko, and he put down the rest next to him onto the ground.

Hydration Points: 15/15
Chakra: 85/150

WC: [657]
Total WC: [5649]
Training All Stats E>D3: [5649/9625]

Word Count: 871

Endurance B-0-B-1 700/700

Endurance B-1-B-2 171/800

Toshiko took the bark and sandwiched it in between his palms as he did earlier. There was a brief moment of silence while the Jounin prepared his attempt at cutting the bark. Dovy was very curious to see how this would play out. After seeing Toshiko cut the leaf on his first try, he had plenty of faith that he would quickly learn to use wind nature with ease. Although this next exercise was more challenging than the last one, Dovy had a feeling that his new friend would nail it in no time. He stood there patiently, knowing to let Toshiko take his time. Suddenly, a change in the air occurred. Dovy could tell that this was the wind ready to cut the bark, but he also recognized that it was almost a bit too much power. Making this mistake once before when he too first learned fuuton, he knew what to expect. Dovy looked at Toshiko's face and noticed that he gave a disturbing expression. He seemed to be experiencing some incredibly uncomfortable pain in his hands. Toshkio opened his palms, and the bark was only slightly marked in the center.

"Oy, no worries." Dovy said. "That's still impressive! Most people only cut themselves without even markin' the bugger. Ye need to be able to add a bit more power and then focus it into one line. If ye spread it out too much, the power'll be diluted. Give it another try, ye almost got it mate!" Dovy added as encouragement. Toshiko was very close to learning fuuton, and Dovy knew that this ninja would be able to utilize this style very soon.

Dovy looked up at the sky and noticed the sun was close to its peak. He still had plenty of time. As Toshiko was preparing his second attempt, Dovy noticed something---his cutlass! He totally left it behind. The kid knew he had to go back for it, but he was too lazy to jog all the way back to pick up the blade. So, rather than leaving his spot he pulled out another scroll from his backpack, sat down, and closed his eyes. "Han'yō Fūin no Jutsu..." and in an instant, *Poof!* the blade was back in his grip. It may have been a waste of chakra, but definitely not a waste of time. He sat comfortably in the soggy grass as he waited for Toshiko's next attempt. Dovy pulled out a kunai and began to sharpen his cutlass as quietly as he could to avoid distracting Toshiko. His blade was so incredibly beat up and rusty, he couldn't wait to forge himself a better one when he finds the time.

Suddenly, Dovy could feel it again. There was that slight breeze that told him Toshiko was now going for the cut. *Crack!* Dovy raised his eyebrow. He put down his blade and stood himself up to see how Toshiko did. His friend revealed the bark by opening up his hands, and upon inspection, Dovy saw that he did it! The bark was cut into two! Like the leaf, the split was a bit messy, and there were some crumbs left behind from the cut, but non the less, Toshiko nailed the exercise. "Nice!" Dovy proclaimed with a fist pump. "Well, am i getting good at it?" Toshiko asked. He was clearly connected to the element. There was something very natural for him when it came to learning this nature transformation. "Absolutely! If ye keep this up and practice this exercise, ye'll be using fuuton techniques in no time! As ye get better, just try to cut objects that are thicker and thicker! Eventually ye'll be able to even cut through one of these trees here!" Dovy told him.

At this point, he didn't know where to go with the training exercises. Dovy gave Toshiko everything that he knew for the Jounin to be able to self-teach himself from here on out. "Do you have any more questions?" he asked. Perhaps he could give one last piece of advice if needed. At this point, Dovy's leg was beginning to feel much better. Also, his body felt loose and and back to normal again. He was ready for one more spar. Dovy looked up at the sky. "I'll think I have to head out perty soon, would ye be wantin' to have one more fight now after yer fuuton training? I still got me plenty of energy!" Dovy asked enthusiastically. Dovy didn't want to end his time with his new friend, but he knew that he had to move along soon. Hopefully Toshiko would still be up for one more quick spar.

Hydration Points: 15/15
Chakra: 70/150

WC: [776]
Total WC: [6425]
Training All Stats E>D3: [6425/9625]

Word Count: 428

Endurance B-1-B-2 599/800