1 Meeting of the Uchiha! Flames on the Whispering Sands!(FLASHBACK)[Plot/Training/Ukio] Wed Dec 11, 2013 10:40 am
Kizashi
D-rank
Syekren's form moved from his parent's house and quietly slipped through the streets of Sunagakure. He had recently become a special jounin, becoming more powerful than before and as such he'd need to train more to match the strength of his rank. He was wearing a black shinobi netted shirt, and black shinobi tights. His shinobi tabi were white today, with black sandals covering the majority of them. Over his mouth and nose area, also covering the area around his shoulders, he had a large black sash wrapped around his face, behind his back and around his arms forming a half-shirt sort of thing. The end of the sash was tucked in at the middle of his back, giving the illusion that it was one piece of clothing. Around his waist he had tied a black haori, mainly cosmetic in this case, and put his contacts within their case in a small pocket in the haori. The uchiha had also assimilated his hitai-ate forehead protector into the haori, making it look as though it was his belt.
The uchiha's long dark blue, almost violet hair was tied back with bandages wrapped around his forehead, keeping his bangs at the back of his head and out of his face. His dark blue eyes shone slightly brighter today than normal, showing enthusiasm for training that his lips did not. He was staring blankly, keeping an emotionless guise as he walked through the streets of Sunagakure no Sato, waving to a few people. Every now and again he'd stop, and look around, feeling as though someone was watching him. Something about today felt too entirely different and he didn't like it. He had noticed lately his parents were rather interested in how far along his sharingan was coming, and how was progressing in the ranks or becoming stronger. It would be normal save for the fact he'd seen his mother using a three tomoe version of the sharingan when he once thought she didn't possess the ability. Things were getting very strange for Syekren, and he could tell they would only get worse.
Syekren arrived shortly at the village gates, staring ahead in silent content. He was going to train his Raiton element today to attempt to become more adept at using it in battle. If things went well he might even be able to create new jutsu with the newly formed Raiton specialty. Or, he would fail horribly and need to train even more to become more apt to the usage of his lightning-based chakra. Whichever be the case he wouldn't give up until he was reknowned as a master of all his jutsu and specializations, causing even the kage to quake in fear when he came around. That was his new dream, and his new goal. He wanted to become the strongest shinobi that the world had ever seen or heard of and destroy those that would stand in his way, or attempt to bring him down. Nothing was going to keep him from achieving his dream, and no one would survive if they tried.
His thoughts went back to the fateful day he had been out in the wilderness meditating and something strange had happened. There was suddenly the spirit of an old Uchiha who warned him that his current strength level was not high enough to do much of anything. And that if all he did was meditate he would never become any stronger than he was. It was true, meditation had gotten him defeated twice. Once by a sand user that awakened his one tomoe sharingan. The other by a strange girl who skipped rocks and had taken him down handily, awakening his second tomoe. Perhaps then, to become stronger he would need a sound body, as well as a sound mind. For if the two did not work together in equality, perhaps that could be the reason he had almost met his demise at the hand of others twice. That had to be it, he'd need to meditate less and train physically with or against others more.
He had forgotten where he was headed to, and while thinking had been nearing the Kaze no Kuni border. It was the crossroads that other ninja came to, in hopes of getting into sunagakure no sato. Whether to test themselves against other ninja, come to the Chuunin exams, or simply to visit and shop. There were many reasons people came to his village and not all of them good, but this highway was always open no matter what happened, and that may be the reason their economy was so weak, as well as their army. Syekren sighed, pushing his hands into the pockets of his tights, leaning against a post pointing the way into the village. He had no real inclination of why he had come out here in the middle of the day. Something inside him told him that he would be able to find something good at this time, but he wasn't sure what. And all the time he thought, he had the feeling of being watched again.
His eyes trailed over to a large group of cacti, each one being wider than any man with his arms outstretched to their fullest extent. He could feel something ominous about that group of cacti but wasn't sure why. He silently shrugged, and went back to his thoughts on how to begin training his raiton nature. He wanted to perfect new and more powerful jutsu but to do that, he'd need his element to be stronger first. Training an element was always a pain though, and he sighed, channeling raiton into his fingertips. He watched slight sparks ensue from his fingertips, holding them up to the light, watching the bluish lightning dance before his chakra control gave out, the sparks becoming nothing once more. He would simply have to try harder than he was.
The uchiha's long dark blue, almost violet hair was tied back with bandages wrapped around his forehead, keeping his bangs at the back of his head and out of his face. His dark blue eyes shone slightly brighter today than normal, showing enthusiasm for training that his lips did not. He was staring blankly, keeping an emotionless guise as he walked through the streets of Sunagakure no Sato, waving to a few people. Every now and again he'd stop, and look around, feeling as though someone was watching him. Something about today felt too entirely different and he didn't like it. He had noticed lately his parents were rather interested in how far along his sharingan was coming, and how was progressing in the ranks or becoming stronger. It would be normal save for the fact he'd seen his mother using a three tomoe version of the sharingan when he once thought she didn't possess the ability. Things were getting very strange for Syekren, and he could tell they would only get worse.
Syekren arrived shortly at the village gates, staring ahead in silent content. He was going to train his Raiton element today to attempt to become more adept at using it in battle. If things went well he might even be able to create new jutsu with the newly formed Raiton specialty. Or, he would fail horribly and need to train even more to become more apt to the usage of his lightning-based chakra. Whichever be the case he wouldn't give up until he was reknowned as a master of all his jutsu and specializations, causing even the kage to quake in fear when he came around. That was his new dream, and his new goal. He wanted to become the strongest shinobi that the world had ever seen or heard of and destroy those that would stand in his way, or attempt to bring him down. Nothing was going to keep him from achieving his dream, and no one would survive if they tried.
His thoughts went back to the fateful day he had been out in the wilderness meditating and something strange had happened. There was suddenly the spirit of an old Uchiha who warned him that his current strength level was not high enough to do much of anything. And that if all he did was meditate he would never become any stronger than he was. It was true, meditation had gotten him defeated twice. Once by a sand user that awakened his one tomoe sharingan. The other by a strange girl who skipped rocks and had taken him down handily, awakening his second tomoe. Perhaps then, to become stronger he would need a sound body, as well as a sound mind. For if the two did not work together in equality, perhaps that could be the reason he had almost met his demise at the hand of others twice. That had to be it, he'd need to meditate less and train physically with or against others more.
He had forgotten where he was headed to, and while thinking had been nearing the Kaze no Kuni border. It was the crossroads that other ninja came to, in hopes of getting into sunagakure no sato. Whether to test themselves against other ninja, come to the Chuunin exams, or simply to visit and shop. There were many reasons people came to his village and not all of them good, but this highway was always open no matter what happened, and that may be the reason their economy was so weak, as well as their army. Syekren sighed, pushing his hands into the pockets of his tights, leaning against a post pointing the way into the village. He had no real inclination of why he had come out here in the middle of the day. Something inside him told him that he would be able to find something good at this time, but he wasn't sure what. And all the time he thought, he had the feeling of being watched again.
His eyes trailed over to a large group of cacti, each one being wider than any man with his arms outstretched to their fullest extent. He could feel something ominous about that group of cacti but wasn't sure why. He silently shrugged, and went back to his thoughts on how to begin training his raiton nature. He wanted to perfect new and more powerful jutsu but to do that, he'd need his element to be stronger first. Training an element was always a pain though, and he sighed, channeling raiton into his fingertips. He watched slight sparks ensue from his fingertips, holding them up to the light, watching the bluish lightning dance before his chakra control gave out, the sparks becoming nothing once more. He would simply have to try harder than he was.
- Training:
Raiton B>A-Rank: 1000/3000
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