Xyxer Training

The buzzing of the alarm clock in Xyxer's room is heard, a
clear 10 seconds before he decided to slap his hand against it. His hand
missing a couple of times until he finally hit the snooze button, a feeling of
success filling up inside of him. Waiting in bed for a few more minutes before
he decided to throw his legs from the bed and onto the ground, resting his feet
on the wooden floor. Xyxer drags his hand along his eyes, yawning and speaking
to himself. "That's a record time."
Rubbing the sleep from his eyes, he drags his body up from the warmth of his
bed with regret, throwing his blanket carelessly back onto it. Curling both of
his hands around the handles of the top drawer in his room, he yanks, opening
the top drawer. Looking inside of it for a few seconds before he pulls out a
pair of pants and a long-sleeved shirt to wear. Sitting down on the edge of his
bed he pulls the pants over his ankles and pulls them up along his legs,
standing up to get them fully around. Picking up his shirt, he slides it on
over his head and pushes his arms into the sleeves. Tugging at the bottom of
his shirt with a small smirk, he opens his door and leaves his room, moving to
the front door of his house. His hand reaches for the doorknob with deft
precision, twisting it all the way to the left until he heard the click of the
door lock, he pulls his arm backwards. The door opens to reveal the misty land
of Kirigakure. Xyxer pulls his sandals onto his feet before making his way
outside. Pulling on the doorknob again until he heard the click of the lock,
indicating that the door is now locked. Doing a few stretches outside of his
house, he moves his arms either side of his body in a swinging motion and leans
down against each leg. After warming his limbs up, he takes off at a light jog
around the village. His feet trampling against the brick floor with a little
uncertainty, his speed slowly beginning to increase. Dashing past multiple
villagers, his arms fly behind his body as if they were limp. His eyes crease a
little so he could see where he was going without the wind getting in his eyes
too much. Sometimes Xyxer would flip over a villager, this not seeming new to
them and not seeming to bother them much. Running along some of the walls until
he finally rounded the village one circuit. Letting out a cheer of triump, he
begins to walk towards the training grounds. Waving at a few people when he
passed them, and insulting a few others he passed. His body moves with
confidence as he nears the training grounds. As soon as he enters, he tugs on
his jumper sleeves to get his arms more space. He'd run at a tree with his arms
behind him, seeming to be going for a head-first collision with it. However, at
the last second his feet would move up along the base of the tree before
pushing off, his body curling in mid air as he does a back flip from the tree.
Doing this multiple times before he finally stopped to look for something else
to do. Twisting his feet against the ground to get a grip, he slowly leans down
and sets his young hands against the ground. His eyes focused directly on one
of the larger trees in the training ground. After a few moments of silent
encouragement, he pushes off from the ground and goes for a full on sprint
towards the tree. As soon as he gets near it he moves one foot upwards,
planting it quickly at the bottom of the tree. His other foot would move
upwards on the tree and he runs a short distance up into the tree. Coiling his
leg muscles he jumps towards a branch when he can run up no more without the
use of chakra. His hands grip firmly onto a branch and his body swings around,
the momentum carrying him up. Letting go of the branch when he's nearly
vertical he fly's higher into the tree, swinging on another branch and running
along the bark of the tree. Bouncing off from one of the branches before he
finally makes his way to the top, looking down at the far distance he'd came
from the ground. Moving one hand over his eyes as he peers over the edge at the
ground, a small grin on his face. His voice coming out exhausted, but with
unimaginable joy. "Yes!". Scratching
his chin as he tried to think of a way down without it being too boring, he
just walks along the branch quietly as he runs over a few ways in his head.
Resting on the branch for a few moments he sits down and watches the happenings
in the village as he regains his breath.
After 10 minutes he stands back up, dragging his hands against the back of his
pants, his eyes focused solely on one branch. He'd take a few steps backwards
before going off at a run on the branch he was currently on. Leaping off from
the branch, he runs along the bark of the tree, his hand dragging along it to
make sure he didn't lose his balance. Jumping off from the tree's base he moves
downwards towards the branch he was focusing on, he hands latching onto them
precisely. The momentum of his body would cause him to swing about on the
branch as he turned his body around, leaping off from the branch to another one.
His feet would land on the other branch quickly before he leaped downwards once
more, grabbing this branch with his hands as he swung around and continued to
jump down to the floor. Landing on the ground with his feet firmly, he'd be
panting hard. Rubbing his sleeve along his brow to collect the sweat that had
gathered. Letting out a groan of exhaustion, he folds his legs under his body
and sits on the ground for a few minutes, trying to recover the stamina he'd
used. Sitting for about 30 minutes until he stood back up, even then his breath
still not fully back. He'd begin to walk back through the village and along the
streets, saluting some people and having a small conversation with some of his
friends he met on the way. His voice would quietly echo in his head, "Come on, you can do it, just run home!".
Nodding his head a little before he began to nod it violently, encouraged by
the voice in his head. He'd twist his feet along the ground and lean downwards,
planting his hands firmly onto the ground beneath him, getting a few odd looks
from strangers. He'd push off from the floor suddenly, his arms flying behind
him as his feet trail across the ground, leaving small dust clouds in their
wake. Flipping over some of the strangers in his way until he reached the haven
of his home. Opening the door to his house, he walks in and shuts the door.
Removing his sandals he rests them next to the rest of his family’s and returns
to his bedroom to nap.
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Xyxer lies asleep on his bed, his right arm coiled over his eyes to block out whatever light that got into Kirigakure and through his window. His body rolls over a little as he remains sleeping. However, the familiar screeching his alarm clock filled the void of silence in his bedroom, assaulting his ears with it's inhuman song. Groaning as he was forced awake by it, he remains lying on his side until finally rolling onto his back. His left arm would stretch outwards towards the alarm clock, tapping it gently until he finally found the snooze button. Pressing it gently so the screeching stopped, his right arm remained covering his eyes. Unwillingly he began to drag it down his face, his forefinger and thumb pinching onto the bridge of his nose. They'd begin to rub tenderly at the sleep that had gathered in the corner of his eyes, rubbing softly so he didn't damage his eyesight. After rubbing his eyes, he just stares upwards from his bed at the ceiling of his room. His eyes trail over it as if hoping that something interesting had happened to it, like a sigil being burnt into a piece of the plaster. After his eyes taught him otherwise he let out a groan and begin to reluctantly drag his feet along the bed. His body rotating slowly until his feet finally dropped from the bed, landing heavily on the wooden floor beneath. His hands would grip onto the tip of his blanket, tossing it at the bottom of his bed without care. Xyxer sits up in his bed, groaning as his torso leant forward at an odd angle, almost as if he was going to fall out of his bed and land face first on the wooden panels. Half laughing at the idea, he presses his hands against the edge of his bed and stands up from it, stretching his arms outwards. His arms move upwards either side of his head and he lowers them a little, his body looking like a 'Y' with the stretch he was doing. Moving towards his top drawer his hands curl around the handles delicately, getting ready to pull the drawer out. However, the crumpled clothing that was still on the floor caught his eye, having a silent debate with himself on whether he should go through the hassle of getting out another set of clothes or if he should just put on his old ones. His voice speaks quietly, as if to himself, "Hmm.. Hygiene is always a good thing to have.. I don't want walk around smelling like a pig, people may get the... wrong idea.". Chuckling to himself at an idea he had, he constricts the muscles in his arms until the drawer slides out, showing his neatly folded clothes, sitting finely and in an organized fashion. Pulling out a pair of pants and a shirt, he throws them behind his body onto his bed. Pushing his hands firmly against the drawer, he slams it shut and turns around on the heel of his foot. Walking over to his fresh clothes, he picks up his pants and sits down on the edge of his bed. Sliding the pants over his feet, he wrestles them over his ankles with a little difficulty. He'd then slide them up around his legs and pulls them fully when he stands. Xyxer grabs his shirt with one hand and places his two arms through the sleeves before ducking his head through the hole. Pulling it down around his body he lets it hug against his torso. "I should probably give my old clothes to ma'" He'd whisper quietly.
Leaning over to his old pile of clothes, he snatches them up with his hands, folding them over his left arm as he walks to his door. Sliding his free hand around the doorknob, he twists it and pulls on it, leaving his room. He'd pull it shut after he left, walking towards the washing room of his house. Looking around and seeing none of his family there, he just rests them on the pile of clothes that to be washed. He walks towards the entrance to his house, sliding his feet into his sandals. Xyxer lets his hand turn the doorknob before opening it, the familiar click echoing through the house. Stepping out into the afternoon of Kirigakure, he shuts the door behind him. Standing outside in the salty air of Kirigakure, he inhales deeply with a satisfied smile. His feet begin to patter off from the floor at a slow pace, Xyxer strolling along the roads for a few minutes before a better idea passes his mind. Grinning wildly, Xyxer darts along the streets, heading towards the training grounds like he did earlier. On his way there, he flips over the body of a vendor, frightening him a little by how close he was to hitting his stall. Xyxer would continue to run before he could hear anything the vendor would be shouting. His body would dash until it finally reached the training grounds, suddenly stopping his running, his heels would bounce inwards as they try to absorb the impact and halt his body. Doing three skids on his heels before he finally came to a halt inside of the training grounds, small clouds of dust from where he was skidding. Looking around he'd wonder on what he wanted to train on. "Hmm.. I want to become a swordsman... One of the best. Perhaps I should train my strength!" Xyxer would shout happily. He'd walk over to one of the training logs set up in the center of the training grounds, staring at it from a close proximity.
It can't be that hard, he thought to himself. Punching the log weakly, he'd do a little kick. Doing this for a while until he got used to the feeling of the wood, he'd begin to speed up his actions. His fists would close rapidly as they impact off the wood, moving with determination. Spinning around during his training he'd plant his hands on the ground behind him, twisting his body around. His feet would slam harshly into the side of the wood, splinters erupting from the blow that was caused. Continuing to mix up his fighting style on the training log, he'd do a few punches before doing a combination of kicks and vice versa. Breathing heavily he'd stop his crazy movements, standing up he stares at the training log with even more determination. He'd begin to just punch it with his balled fists multiple times. His fists traveling roughly into the thick wood of the log, he'd let out groans of pain each time his fists connected. Despite the obvious pain he was feeling, he kept punching the log, blood soon beginning to drip from his knuckles onto the dirt that he stood on. His face contorts into a grimace as the pain worsened. Still not giving up ,he would begin to get more violent with his punches, continuing to punch and leaving many bloody prints on the log he was training on. Tears form at the corners of his eyes by this point; his will too strong to be broken by a resistant log. His balled fists continue to lash out at the log with focused strikes, small pieces of wood beginning to chip off as he kept up his efforts. His eyes remain focused solely on the log in front of him as he dragged his arm back heavily with fatigue, slamming it back into the log with much effort each time. After a while, more pieces of wood begin to chip off from the pure strength and punishment the log's been enduring. He'd drop his hands limp at his sides, no longer able to endure the pain from bashing his raw knuckles against the log. Xyxer huffs a little, "I'll never be strong if I can't find out a way around this problem.. I've GOT to destroy it!".
His eyes carefully appraise the situation with the log, trying to find out the weak spots of it before a smile tugs at the corners of his thin lips. Instead of punching, he would twist his hips violently, slamming his foot against the training log with much force. He'd keep his barrage against the training log going on until finally, a giant crack appeared in the wood. A large grin replaces his smirk as he begins to kick with more determination than before, knowing that he was near to his goal now. Slamming the back of his foot harshly against the training log, the top of the log would burst off from the rest of it, falling down into the dirt and rolling around. Smiling as he looked down at his achieved goal, he nods his head in satisfaction before turning on his heels and walking from the training grounds. His feet stumble across the ground with hesitation with each step, finding the closest water source to him. Dunking his hands down into the water, he lets the blood get washed away, feeling rejuvenated by the refreshing properties of the water against his flesh. Pulling his hands out slowly, he sets off on his way home to get his hands bandaged by his mother. He'd begin to run home, biting his tongue to avoid crying out as he passed strangers in his town, not wanting to look weak to people he may have to fight later on. Arriving at his house, he curls his damaged hand around the doorknob, grimacing as he twists it to the left and opens the door, letting himself inside before he closes it.

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Xyxer sits on the edge of his bed, being unable to sleep during the course of the cold night. His hands joined together, his elbows propped against his knees as his hands droop down in between his knees. A sigh escapes his partially parted lips, no fatigue in his limbs and no feeling of tiredness. Speaking under his breath, his voice comes out in a hushed tone, "I guess I best make the most of this.. No point slacking off on my dream, even if it is the middle of the night." Nodding his head to himself, he looks either side of his body at the plastered walls of his room. Groaning a little he pushes his hands off from the edge of the bed and slowly stands up. His limbs rigid because of how cold it is, he begins to do a few stretches to relax his muscles and get his blood pumping sufficiently. Leaning to his left, he swings his right arm over his head and leans into it, stretching his abdominal muscles. Doing the opposite he leans to his right, allowing his left arm to swing over the top of his head and hang in the air. "I'll do the rest outside.." Nodding his head to himself as if it was a good idea, he fixes his hands around the handles of his top drawer, yanking his arms back to slide the drawer out. Looking inside at the clothing enclosed, he picks up a random pair of pants and a long-sleeved shirt. Throwing them carelessly onto the bed, he pushes the drawer back shut. Walking slowly towards his bed, he closes one hand onto his pants, twisting around and falling backwards onto the bed, sitting on the edge. Sliding the pants over his ankles slowly before he began to pull them up around himself, letting them wrap around his waist. Shivering a little, he picks up his long sleeved shirt, sliding his arms into the sleeves quickly. Xyxer pulls the shirt over his head and fixes it around his body, letting it hang lower than the rim of his pants.
Xyxer walks towards the window of his room slowly, pulling back the curtains to see what it was like outside. His eyes look thoughtfully out into the mist, smiling a little to himself to see the place he called home without anyone on the streets. Moving towards his door swiftly, he curls his hand around the doorknob and twists it, hearing the click he pulls the door backwards and slides into the hallway, closing the door behind himself. Walking down the hallway silently, he twists and makes his way towards the front door, picking up his sandals on the way. Leaning his back against the wall, he slides them on over his feet slowly and securely before putting his hand on the doorknob of the front door. Twisting it and hearing the familiar clicking sound he tugs it open and steps out into the harsh cold of Kirigakure. Closing the door behind himself.

Standing outside in the harsh breeze, his lips still curled into a smirk at the refreshing feel of the wind on his face. His hair flies carelessly to the left side of his head before he turns around. Walking along the roads with practiced ease, he takes his time as to enjoy the tranquility of the night. Inhaling deeply, he exhales slowly. His feet continue along the path until he reaches a small lake located in the Village Hidden by Mist. Looking downwards at it, he wouldn't dare step onto it yet. Wondering on what he wanted to train to pass the time and fatigue himself, he falls backwards onto his backside; his hands resting behind him and propping him up whilst he reclines. Closing his eyes as he begins to think more strenuously. What about that clan Jutsu.. What is it.. Water Release: Water Breath I think.. His eyes open slowly as he focuses on the body of water in front of him. I guess it's worth a shot. Slowly, his body shifts from a reclining position into a sitting position, before transitioning into a crouched position. His hands press gently off from the ground as he forces himself into a standing position. Staring down at the body of water in front of him. What were the handseals.. Frowning to himself as he tries to remember. His hands begin to form into different hand seals slowly, making sure he was getting them right. After doing his first set of hand seals, nothing in particular happens except a rather disgruntled Xyxer.

His hands move a bit quicker this time as his mind races over the varying hand seals that could be involved, trying many before he finally gets too angry to concentrate. A deep frown implanted on his features. Running towards the tree he just plants one foot on the bottom of it and kicks the other off the base of the tree. Doing backflips this way, he does it multiple times until his anger finally wore off in about ten minutes. Walking back towards the body of water, he inhales deeply and breathes out through his nose, his hands following the air flow of his system; when he inhales, his hands gently float upwards along his chest, and when he exhales, his hands float carelessly away from his torso. He repeats this exercise for five minutes until he nods his head, accepting that he was now calm and relaxed. His hands move slowly as they form multiple hand seals, Xyxer seeming to smile as he believes he's finally found out the correct set of hand seals. After he's done the hand seals, Xyxer begins to focus on the chakra inside of his body, letting it flow out as the Jutsu requires. His suiton-focused chakra would form a sphere around the body of Xyxer, encasing him slowly before it finally appeared to the naked-eye as a sphere of water. Letting out a squeal of happiness before the sphere burst and Xyxer landed on his butt.

Staring bewildered at the water that had collected into a small pool now, wondering what he'd done wrong. Dipping his hand into it thoughtfully as he flicked it about, his thinking more intense now. Still unsure, he slowly stands up from the pool of water and rubs his backside, nodding his head slowly. Going back through his breathing exercises, inhaling and exhaling calmly. Finally he'd go back to doing the hand signs he found to work, this time his hands would go a little faster due to him knowing what to do now. After accomplishing the final seal, he focuses the suiton chakra around his body to once again form a sphere around his body. The water sphere would cover his body from everything outside, no longer feeling the cold breeze that Kirigakure had seemed to invite on this cold night. Seeing that this time it had not burst, he just looks around inside of the sphere, brimming with happiness at finally succeeding in completing the Jutsu. Noticing that he actually was in the water, he grins as he begins to do back flips inside of the water; His body naturally moving fast due to his birth into the Gyojin clan. His body begins to swim inside of the sphere with the precision of a baby shark, his body darting around the confined sphere of water. His grin gets larger as he becomes used to the water around his body, weaving with more speed as he circles the sphere. This must have been what Kisame Hosigaki felt like.. he thought to himself, grinning as he recalled the fabled tales of the Monster of the Hidden Mist. His grin would drop into a smirk as he pretended to be Kisame, weaving his body sideways like a shark when it swims. His eyes narrow when he finally feels exhausted, a feeling of happiness, yet regret at the same time. Not wanting to leave the sphere it took him so long to create, he does a few more flips before going back into his standing position in the center of the sphere. Breaking the jutsu with a few more hand seals, his body falls harshly onto the floor. His feet support his body as they hit, planting and twisting to ensure he didn't fall over. Rubbing his hair for a few minutes, a wide grin on his face as he shakes his body in the violent breeze. His feet patter off from the ground as he begins his walk back home.


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The familiar ringing of the alarm clock echos through the house that Xyxer lived in. His hands instinctively cover his ears, attempting to muffle the constant screeching of the alarm clock. Rolling over onto different sides to try and reinforce the muffling, his lips would slowly turn downwards as he noticed all his efforts were futile. Giving in to the undeniable fact that he would have to awake sooner or later, Xyxer slowly moves his hands from his ears, submitting himself to the ear-deafening din of the alarm clock striking both of the hollow bells positioned at odd angles on top of it. Opening his eyes, he glances around before he finally moves his arms upwards and out from under his blanket. Pushing them upwards, he stretches inside of his warm, cozy bed, a bit upset that he was about to leave it's comfort. Sleepily, Xyxer pinches one corner of his blanket between his forefinger and thumb, lifting it slowly from his body and throwing it to his side, so it was propped against the wall. Swinging his legs off from his bed, he plants his feet softly against the floor. His hands balls up into a fist as he begins to yawn, blocking his mouth with the fist he'd made. Afterwards, he rubs his eyes with both hands, removing the sleep from both of them. Stepping up from the edge of his bed, he continues to look around his room as he begins to slowly break from the tempting allure to go back to sleep. Dragging his body over towards his drawer grudgingly. His hands slowly curl around the handle of the top drawer, pulling it out with ease. Peering inside for a for moments as he wondered on what clothes to go for this time, deciding to just pull out a pair of black shorts and a faded blue shirt. Lifting one leg up, Xyxer presses his knee against the center of the drawer, pressing onto it until the drawer slide back into it's slot. Turning around he throws his clothes onto his bed, walking over to them whilst dragging his feet. His hands curl around his shorts as he sits on the bed, sliding them around his ankles slowly. He'd continue to pull them up along his calves and thighs until they rested firmly on his hips. Picking up the shirt whilst sitting down, he pulls his arms through the short sleeves and forces his head through. Pulling at the bottom of his shirt for a few seconds to make sure it was loose, he stands back up from his bed. Swinging his arms either side of his body for a few seconds to get his blood pumping a bit better before he went outside into the cold. Opening up his wooden door, he slides outside of his room and into the hallway, closing the door behind himself as he leaves the room. Looking around his body, surprised that none of his family have awoken from how loud the alarm bell was. Shrugging his shoulders a little as he thought to himself, 'Must just be used to it by now..' Chuckling to himself as he thought about it. Breaking from his slight daydream minutes after, he continues to walk along the wooden flooring of the hallway until he reached the bend, twisting his body he continued to walk towards the door. Pausing to collect his sandals from the collected footwear gathered at the side of the door, he drops down onto the ground. Slowly pulling the sandals over both of his feet, he fixes them on before he stands up from the ground. Curling his hand around the doorknob, he turns it until a clicking sound erupts from the lock, pulling the door open shortly after. Opening the door, he steps outside into the winds of Kirigakure, closing the door behind himself.

Standing outside as the wind played with his hair, he narrows his eyes as he began to run over some ideas in his head, 'What should I do.. I need to do some training if I want to become a powerful shinobi.. Hm. All I've been doing as of late is just the same old same old... I need to mix it up.' Frowning to himself as he tried to think of something, his features contorted. After a few seconds of intense thinking, his features lighten and a grin finds it's way to his lips. 'I'll just go battle some beast in the forest!' He'd keep his grin up as he believed his choice to be a great idea, he'd turn on his heels and begin to walk along the populated roads of Kirigakure. Smiling as he watched the every day life of the civilians, observing their usual patterns: Vendors giving out ramen and sushi, little menaces running around pulling pranks, the elderly yelling at the kids and speaking about 'back in their day' - the usual. He'd smile at how everything was sane and calm as he proceeded on his way towards the forest, where he hoped to encounter a dangerous beast.

Stepping slowly onto the grass and into the haze of trees, this his indication that he had found the location he was looking for. A grin forming on his lips as he cautiously advances into the trees, his eyes scanning around for something he thought would be fun to fight. He'd continue to step inside the depths of the forest, the trees getting larger as he approached the center of it. He'd look around without much success, searching without much enthusiasm after ten minutes of nothing. However, just at the time he was about to give up and get ready to start training alone, he heard a twig snap not far from his body. Turning his head suddenly as if expecting to be attacked, his eyes locked onto another student that was not too far away. He'd sigh as he thought to himself, 'Not as fun as I had expected.. but I suppose he will have to do for now.'.
Shaking his head a few times as he turned his body fully around, facing the other academy student, their eyes meeting and locking onto each other. This was Seiró, a rival of Xyxer. Breaking eye contact with his opponent, Xyxer looks the boy up and down, acknowledging the male's shiny black hair and lean appearance. He'd begin to walk around the male slowly, pulling at the bottom of his own shorts slightly, Xyxer begins to speak with an air of confidence, "What are you doing here? You know fully well that I will attack you." He'd grin at his own boasting, not circling the body of Seiró no longer.
"That's fine, Xyxer. Because I came here to attack you after all." Came the reply from Seiró's lips, moments before Seiró was sprinting towards Xyxer, his body moving quickly and closing the distance rapidly. Xyxer, half expecting this to happen but still surprised by how sudden it was, keeps his calm exposure but gets ready for the inevitable fight he was about to have. Seiró would go straight to Xyxer with a punch towards his chin, which Xyxer just barely manages to dodge. Seiró continues to attack Xyxer with a flurry of punches and kicks, most of which Xyxer dodges but a select few graze him with little consequence.
"Still as bad as ever, eh?" Xyxer said with an amused tone, trying to wind up the other boy. Seiró, enraged by the taunting of Xyxer, began to attack with more force and ferocity, his kicks and punches moving at almost double the speed. Xyxer would have a had time dodging these, knowing that he would have to fight back now or he would lose. Xyxer ducks down just below one of the punches of Seiró's that was aimed at his head, his knee moving swiftly towards the gut of his rival. Seiró didn't expect the sudden counter attack, but moves away just in time, the knee only hitting him slightly. The two of the academy students stare at each other, scanning the other for weaknesses. Xyxer nods his head a little to himself as he acknowledges the situation, breaking off at a sprint in the direction of Seiró. Seiró believes himself to have figured out the attack of Xyxer and sends his hand brutally towards the jaw of Xyxer as he sprinted. He notices the hand coming towards him just in time and skids the rest of the way, his right hand gripping onto the cuff of Seiró's shirt, much to his surprise. Xyxer draws his hand back towards his body, pulling the surprised boy as Xyxer drops down to the floor, switching the hands that were holding onto the cuff. His right hand plants down onto the ground firmly as he continues to pull the boy, the foot of Xyxer moving at an arc towards the head of Seiró. The boy breaks out just in time, his head ducking quickly under the flying leg of Xyxer, much to the annoyance of Xyxer. Xyxer quickly flips himself back up from his hand standing position, turning just in time to a swift kick by Seiró. Not having enough time to defend it, Xyxer feels a sudden burst of pain in his ribs as the foot finds it's mark, a little sign of pain shown on his face but not much. His hand however, would manage to curl around the untrained leg of Seiró before he could move his foot back to him, a look of surprise on the face of Seiró. Xyxer would immediately punch the gut of the other boy as he managed to lock in his hold on the boy's ankle, his fist digging deeply into the gut of the lad which leaves Seiró winded and trying to regain his breath. A wide grin on the face of Xyxer as he noticed the pain he was putting Seiró through, his left foot moving in a sweeping arc towards the other leg of Seiró, connecting and forcing Seiró to land on his back on the soggy grass. Xyxer lets go of his ankle and walks back a few moments before turning around to face the downed opponent.

"I always knew you were weak, Seiró.. But this weak? I used to think you were actually a decent match for me back then.. but now.. are you slacking off or something? Because it sure seems like it." Xyxer said with a mocking tone, a grin wide on his lips. Seiró would be breathing in deeply as he tries to regain his breath from the winding blow that Xyxer dealt to him. Seiró slowly pushes his body up into a sitting position, straining as he forces himself to stand; not willing to look weak in the eyes of his foe. Their eyes lock on once more. "I'm.. not... weak!" Seiró screamed, charging towards Xyxer once more with the anger of a raging bull. Xyxer manages to deflect all the blows that was coming from Seiró, continueing to mock him as he grinned all the time doing it. Xyxer's eyes widen as he feels something hit his face, shocked at how he had actually got hit. Tumbling backwards from the hit, Xyxer remains lying on the ground, his vision now blurry as he blinked slowly, watching Seiró as he began to do what Xyxer did.
"Eh, and you called me weak? Can't even take a little hit.. And I didn't have to grab onto the other person's leg to knock them down! Kekeke, what a weak shinobi.. You'll never reach, what is it... ANBU?" Seiró said in a menacing tone of voice.
Xyxer remains lying on the ground, staring hopelessly at the feet of Seiró, the words running over in his head, thinking to himself whilst in this state, 'I will become a powerful shinobi.. I'll become one of the strongest ninjas in the whole of Kirigakure.. I WILL become an ANBU.. And all... great ninjas.. Have to fight, even when in pain!'
Xyxer's face turns determined as he begins to press his hands against the ground, fighting against the dizzy feeling that he was beginning to shake off slowly. Xyxer stands up shakily on his legs, staring at the body of Seiró. Seiró just grins at the determination of Xyxer and begins to sprint towards Xyxer, not seeming to give him much time to react. However, Xyxer would quickly do a series of hand seals, his hands moving swiftly as he locked the jutsus in. His voice heard, "Kirigakure No Jutsu!" After he finishes his jutsu, mist seeps through the forest, making it extremely difficult for the two of them to see the other. Xyxer knew that Seiró would still attack the spot he was in, so Xyxer stepped to the side, waiting, his hands ready. Soon enough the outline of Seiró attempting to punch Xyxer in his old position is seen, by which Xyxer responds be jumping up into the air. Coming down swiftly, the back of Xyxer's foot would ram down into the spine of Seiró, forcing him to fall down onto the ground in a heap. Looking down at the crumped body of Seiró, a snicker escapes his lips as he turned around on his heels. Walking away from the forest he moves quietly in the mist, almost impossible for Seiró to follow him out of the forest. Not that he would be able to since he was knocked unconscious from the brutal blow. Xyxer soon moves back into the paths of the village and weaves his way back home as if nothing had happened.


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Xyxer remained lying on his bed, his arms not over his eyes this time; his arms, instead, would be under his blanket. This night was a terribly cold one which carried the fog like a tidal wave, encompassing the entire village. The cold would be getting into his bones, but even his sleeping body wouldn't give into the feeling; his body remaining relaxed and calm, despite his arms hiding under the blanket to gain warmth. His body fidgeting every now and again like it usually did, he'd roll onto his sides to gain warmth on both of them before rolling onto his back, doing this at regular intervals to try and keep his body heated whilst he slumbered. Finally, the alarm in his room would begin it's regular screeching; the tiny hammer beating off from the bells. He'd pull the blanket closer to him as he heard the ringing, definitely not wanting to leave the warmth and comfort of his bed and to trade it for a cold and empty day out. It didn't seem like such a good idea to him. However, the constant ringing would begin to do his head in, forcing him to open his eyes. Blinking for a few moments to get a bit of sleep out of his eyes, he grudgingly pulls one arm from under the warmth of the pillow, feeling a minor fraction of the cold that was outside. Shivering almost instantly and getting goosebumps on his hand, he quickly drags it across his eyes to scrape the sleep from the corners of his eyes. This was going to be a bad day, he thought. He'd keep his arm out in the cold breeze, allowing it to get used to the temperature. After a while of just that arm out, he forced his other arm out, holding them upwards with his hands pointing towards the ceiling. The part he was dreading.. Xyxer began to push the bottom of his blanket with his feet, slowly driving it off from him and exposing his body to the cold air. Shivering slightly as the wind hit his naked skin, he got used to it shortly after. It wasn't that bad, he told himself. He'd force his now rigid legs off of the bed and forced them to go onto the floor. His feet would also feel cold when they touched the wood. 'I have to be quick..' he thought, jumping up from his bed he slaps the snooze button on his alarm clock, smiling slightly at the sound of the dying bells. He'd rush over to his drawer and grab hold of the top drawer's handles, pulling them forcefully and instantly plucking out a pair of pants from inside and a shirt. He wouldn't bother to close it as he dropped down to the floor on his backside, wrestling his randomly chosen pants over his legs. He'd quickly slide them up and around to his waist, grinning at the sudden warmth his legs were feeling. He'd pluck up his shirt and also put that on in a hurry, his grin widening as he noticed he'd luckily chosen a long sleeved shirt. 'Thank you' he whispered to himself, as if speaking to some hidden deity that was within the confines of his room. His eyes would search his room faintly as he tried to think of what he was going to do today, noticing that he had been in a rush and had forgot to close his drawer. Standing back up, he walks over to the drawer and places his palms against the flat of it, pushing it back into it's slot with little resistance. Patting his hands against his pants, he dunks them down into his pockets. His mind thinking furiously as he tried to think of something he could do to keep himself occupied today. Not much stuff was happening; only academy students learning and vendors doing their usual routine.. Perhaps he should just go out for a walk and help some people, then an idea may come to him? He hoped so. Walking towards the end of his room to his door, he curls his hand around the door knob and turns it, waiting until he heard the familiar click before he stopped twisting the handle, pulling the door open he steps out of his room and into his hallway, shutting the door behind his body. He'd look either side of his body in the hall again, noticing that nobody else appeared to be awake at this time. Sighing, he was beginning to get rather annoyed at how bad his relations with his family were, but he knew he shouldn't try and change it. He continued his daily regime of walking down along the hallway and twisting his foot, walking down to the front door, he collects his sandals as he passes the footwear pile by the door. He'd lean against the wall and slip the sandals on over his feet, getting them both in place and twisting his feet against the ground to make sure they were on properly. After his checking, he calmly walks the short distance to his door and braces his body for the impact of the cold, slowly, he'd wrap his hand around the door knob and begin to turn it. Hearing the click of the front door's lock, he'd begin to pull the door open slowly, his hair getting blown back by the harsh winds that were invading Kirigakure today. Turning his head to the side, he breathes deeply before venturing from the doorway and into the open, he'd close the door behind himself. Standing outside in the blistering cold of Kirigakure on this morning, his feet would have to turn and dig into the ground so he could keep his spot without flying off. He'd curl one hand over his eyes to protect them from the vicious wind as he looked around, squinting as he turned his head either side to see if anybody was out today. Only seeing a few select people, his lips would twist into a small frown but he'd shrug his shoulders, he could definitely understand why people would rather stay inside on this day. Walking at a brisk pace, he would move to the Ramen shop, surely they'd know of something he'd be able to do, or at least something he could try to find out about whilst also warming his cold stomach. Entering the warmth of the Ramen shop slowly, he'd see a few select people, but they were all here for the same reason, not just because of the violent cold. Xyxer walked up to the man that was serving the customers and asked for some ramen, smiling after he took his order Xyxer sat down on a chair facing the bar that the ramen would be coming from. His nose inhaled the fresh scents of all the ingredients, his mouth watering as the combined smells covered the room in a scent like no other. His ears would perk up as he heard some words from the people inside of the store, but none of them would really stand out to him. Most of them just being idle small talk. He'd slouch a little in his seat, letting his hand press against his cheek, which seemed to be the only thing keeping his head up. After a few minutes of other customers getting served, the male at the bar slid the ramen towards Xyxer. Taking it with a small nod, he said he'll pay the man after. The man nodded and went back to serving the other people in the shop. Xyxer took his chopsticks and pulled them apart before gently fixing them into position in his hands. He'd dunk his chopsticks into the ramen and pick up the noodles with them, pulling them out. Blowing on them gently, Xyxer bit onto them and begin slurping them into his mouth, the chopsticks held out a little so they were straightened. However, half way through his meal, something interesting struck his ears. Something about 'bandits'. His ears perked upwards as he turned his head around to face the people that were speaking. It was just an idle conversation that the man at the desk and one of his customers had stuck up, something about bandits attacking caravans? This was interesting to Xyxer, he could test out his fighting prowess on these guys, and not worry about getting done if he killed them. A small smile crept on his lips at the thought arised, this could be good.. so something good would come out of today after all! He'd finish off his noodles slowly, taking a good while so the other man would be gone bby the time he had finished off all of his ramen. Finishing just after the man left, he'd pick up his bowl and take it over to the man at the desk personally, putting it on the bar in front of him. He'd speak slowly, "I heard something about bandits?.." The man would raise an eyebrow as he watched the kid, but he'd reply 'Yeah, Bandits. There's been reports of a small group just out of Kirigakure terrorizing people who pass by, often stealing their goods if they have any. Pretty deadly lot..' the man's eyes would appraise Xyxer as if trying to find out if he would be able to beat them 'They may be difficult for you, and if it all goes wrong, it could end badly.. They're not a kind bunch, you're not thinking of trying to take them down, are you?' Xyxer smiled at the man's words, shaking his head a little and dismissing it with a flick of his hand, "Of course not Sir, I was just wondering. The ramen was delicious as ever!" He spoke with a grin and nodded to the man politely before turning on his heels, walking out of the warmth of the ramen store and back into the coldness of Kirigakure. A small smile on his lips as he stands in the heavy wind, 'I'm going to fight them.. it's the only way to truly find out if I am supposed to be a ninja... But first, I should probably purchase a cloak.' Nodding his head to himself as he decided on that idea, he went around the village until he found a clothing store that was open. Stepping inside, he would not look around much as he went straight towards the aisle where cloaks were usually kept. Seeing grey one, he'd pick it up along with a matching face mask. He'd take them to the counter and purchase them, leaving the store shortly after, wearing his grey cloak and grey face mask. His white hair blown by the wind, he'd believe he was set to try and undertake this journey. Speaking to a few of the villagers he passed when he was walking towards the village gates to get more information on the bandits. Getting the general where abouts of where they were situated and how many have been seen and what they looked like. Nodding at this information, he continued his journey along the winding roads towards the village gates. Reaching them shortly after he had talked to the last person, he nods to the guards that were on duty and steps past them, into the territory that was just outside of Kirigakure. He hadn't been out of his village that much, so it was always a new experience for him. Standing outside of the village with his cloak pulled tightly around his body, he does a final nod to the guards that were standing by the village gates. He'd tug on his cloak one final time before setting off away from the village. Walking slowly, his eyes would be alert in case the Bandits had decided to go closer to a certain village, and if they did, he didn't want to be caught off guard. He'd traverse the land slowly, paying no attention to people he had passed. But that was the problem.. he'd passed very few people, and the people he had passed, seemed to be stressed with their hair blown backwards, as if they'd been sprinting violently. This brought a look of befuddlement to the face of Xyxer, 'this isn't anywhere near where they said the bandits would be... what's going.' His brow continued to furrow as he got his guard up, proceeding slowly. He'd take the ninjato off from his back and he'd keep it unsheathed inside of his cloak, hidden. He was about to try and fight some shinobi he didn't know... and it was to the death. His brows would furrow as he wouldn't allow his true emotions to surface, keeping his calm and collected posture. Soon enough, he would see a group of people in the distance surrounding a man in the center. Proceeding towards them carefully, it's obvious that Xyxer did not care about the man's well being, but more about testing out his own skills. He'd carefully watch the group as they extorted goods from the man, finding out who was the ring leader, and whom seemed to be the most threatening of the group. He'd just continue to stare at them from a small distance, but he'd obviously get bored from all the waiting, he'd speak slowly, "Eh, you lot.. You're so slow. You're lucky I'm feeling generous today or you'd all be dead by now.". The group was stunned by the young voice and turned towards the source, seeing the young shinobi. They wouldn't be able to keep their laughter in when they saw an eight year old shinobi say that he was going to kill them. This angered Xyxer a little, but he knew it would come to work in his favour later. The group would turn their attention from the man and towards to the young boy, having took most of the other guy's possessions already. The other man would see the young shinobi and the six ninjas that had just extorted from him, but instead of trying to help the young lad, he instantly ran from the area, tail between his knees. Xyxer would sigh a little as he saw the man running, thinking to himself, 'it's a good job I did let them keep doing that for a while.. the man is nothing more than a coward.'. He'd keep his cloak covering his small body with his ninjato hidden inside, a face mask pulled up over his nose and mouth so it hid his face a decent way. His different coloured eyes would make it easy for people to guess who he is if they knew whom he was in the first place. However, one of the ninja's would point towards the forehead of Xyxer, speaking with a small grin, "Hey, look at his forehead! It's the head band for Kirigakure ninja!" the others would look after the other one had pointed it out, noticing the head band that was not exactly hidden, but was underneath his hair. The group would laugh before another one speaks, "A ninja from Kirigakure, eh? I've always wanted to kill one of them!". Shouts of agreement erupted from the group as they decided that they all wanted a piece of him. Xyxer watched as the group began to form around him, circling him like a bunch of predators. He knew this would end badly if he didn't use his wits to beat them, and he had to be quick. He'd press his feet up onto his toes slowly, so he would be more agile as they got ready to attack him. A single roar from one of the group's members would indicate that he had already been leaped at, instantly he'd duck. The body of one of the shinobi would fly over his head as he had tried to dive at Xyxer. The other ninjas would begin to do the same tactic, but he'd dodge the first few. When the last ones came to do the tackling, they'd both go for it at the same time. Instead of ducking as they had expected, Xyxer leaped upwards as both of them sailed under his body, still in the dive. Their heads would collide but this wouldn't be enough for Xyxer as he plummeted down towards them aggressively. His heel would connect to the back of both of their heads, driving them down into the ground brutally. The others would stare in shock, not expecting such a young lad to be capable of damaging them so swiftly. Their attacks would falter for a second before they seem to be enraged by this event, charging at the small child with more anger. Xyxer would grab onto the first one's hand as he came towards him, falling backwards he would push off from the stomach of the man, throwing him high up into the air. Flipping back up onto his feet to see another man running at him, he'd twist his body around rapidly, his foot raised and his heel meeting the nose of the man that was charging mindlessly at him. The male dropped down onto the ground in a state of KO from the impact, the sound of a bone breaking was obvious during the contact they made. Blood would pour from the nose and mouth of the man as his eyes seemed to roll into the back of his head. The others wouldn't seem to notice this, but when the other man fell down from the sky, Xyxer would just boot him harshly in his gut; so he fell down onto the possibly-dead man, winded. The remaining four people watched him, the other two having got up previously. They knew they had to be cautious with this lad, he seemed rather skilled for his age. "Heh, I won't even need to use any Jutsu on weaklings such as yourselves." Xyxer said, obviously mocking them. They'd snarl at the boy and begin to charge at him again before suddenly stopping. They began to surround him once more, in a square formation. Xyxer wouldn't seem too bothered about this, instead he'd just close his eyes, showing how unafraid of them he truly was. Something heart-warming would touch his face though, followed by plenty others. Xyxer looked up into the sky to notice that it had begun to rain; Kirigakure's own blessing on the lad. Smiling as he felt the refreshing water hit his face, he'd keep his eyes closed to relish in the moment before realizing he was in the middle of a fight. Opening his eyes slowly, they'd be drawn to each of the four remaining ninjas, a grin on his face. " I'm sorry, but it's a sign from my village... You should not be spared.". He spoke with little emotion as he allowed his hands to leave his cloak, exposing the ninjato he was holding. This brought a little fear into the eyes of the shinobi as they noticed he was no longer joking, and that he had the skills to back it up. Standing silently as the rain continued to patter in small droplets, hitting the puddles they had created gently; this sound would be harmony to the ears of Xyxer, but hell to the ears of those he was fighting. Xyxer's eyes would remained focused on only one of the ninjas before he closed his eyes, much to the surprise of his opponents. His ears would focus on the sounds of the rain and the pattering, knowing that he would be able to hear the sounds of the ninja when they decided to attack him. The sudden sound of feet hitting water would alert Xyxer to the first attack, by which he responded by ducking and letting the body hit the mud beside him in a heap, kicking him once in his back. He'd then hear a barrage of different steps which confused him a little but didn't put him out of his comfort zone. He'd dodge multiple attacks from every side of his body his body moving fluidly like a body of water. His elegant moves would somewhat surprise the bandits as they had expected him to be more head on and violent. One of the bandits would dive at him before which Xyxer defended by stepping to the side, this time, however, Xyxer did not move his ninjato with him. His hand hung out in the rain, his ninjato pointing to the sky and shining with a menacing smile. The sound of a man's scream and the thud of a body was a shocking one to Xyxer. He'd actually killed somebody.. He's finally became a ninja of the bloody mist. He's earned his right to be a shinobi now! He opened his eyes to see the blood that now covered most of his Ninjato, and the small drips of blood that had collected into some of the puddles that were around him. Xyxer would show no emotion except a bit of joy at this, looking at the first man he had killed. He'd walk over to him during the middle of the battle, taking his forehead protector, he'd tuck it down into his pockets. Turning back to the three remaining foes, he'd just get into a stance. His ninjato would be in a reversed position so it could enter rip into the jugular of somebody who dived at him. He'd watch the remaining three carefully, knowing that they would be extra cautious now. "Hm.. Is that all you missing-nin have got? I've fought an academy student that put up more of a fight than you bunch of sissies do!" Xyxer shouted, keeping his smile on his face. The others would growl, but they knew he was wanting them to get mad and to attack him headfirst without thought. Xyxer also noticed this as he did one hand seal with the tanto still in his hand, his body disappearing in a puff of smoke and appearing behind one of the members of the group in another puff of smoke. As he landed behind him, he would spin about on his heel after he had it rooted into the ground with his heel, spinning his other leg around his body with the momentum that he gathered from the body flicker technique. His other leg would swing towards the head of the person he was behind, his heel would rocket down into the temple of the man with the sound of a sickening crunch. It was obvious that the skull had been broken from such a devastating attack. The man would fall instantly into the ground from the kick, his body shaking for a few moments as if he was having spasms but it died out quickly, along with the heartbeat of the fellow. Xyxer looked down at the dead body of the man, before speaking once more, "This is way easier than I expected... Are you guys even ninjas? You don't feel like it." He'd turn his head to the two remaining ninjas, his eyes scanning over them as he noticed their legs were buckling from fear and their faces were obviously displaying that weakness. He'd shake his head in pity for these guys, they thought they were going to be getting easy meals today; And then Xyxer just had to come and ruin their fun, bringing in his own. Xyxer tilted his head as he watched the two of them, wondering if either of them had enough courage to attack him, but of course, Xyxer knew they were probably going to try and escape, and he was not going to allow that to happen. He'd walk calmly towards one of them who seemed to be frozen in place, unable to move. The man's breathing would become rapid when Xyxer began to near him, his ninjato covered in the blood of the man's comrades. Seeing that he was doing nothing, Xyxer slammed his foot into the inside of the man's legs, hitting him in his ankle. The man would drop down onto one knee as Xyxer reared his arm backwards, spinning his ninjato in his hand so it was facing the man's head. He'd quickly drive his ninjato into the head of the man, piercing the flesh of the man's temple and it would instantly drive into his brain. The man would die almost instantly as Xyxer drew the ninjato from the brain of the corpse, letting the corpse drop down onto the ground. Stepping over his body, he would near the one that he had determined as the group leader from before. "A weakling, huh? And a coward... how interesting." Xyxer said as he walked towards him, staring him in the eyes. Xyxer would open the hands of the man as he knew he was too scared to defend himself, Xyxer would place his own ninjato into the hands of the male. Folding the fingers of the man's hand until they closed around the ninjato that was given to him, Xyxer steps back a little. "Kill yourself." Xyxer instructed, staring into the man's eyes with his emotionless eyes. The man would just stare at the child that he was expecting to bully today, tears streaming down his cheeks, he splutters, "Pl-pl-please!" however, when he spoke, Xyxer would shake his head gently and reply, "Kill yourself." The man knew there was no other way, he had been broke beyond repair. Looking down at the ninjato that was used to kill his team mates, his tears would drip onto it but not clean the blood off. Closing his eyes, he plunged the blade deeply into his torso. The blade would tear into his muscle and just pierce the heart. His eyes would widen from the pain he was not expecting as Xyxer slowly walked over to him, taking a hold of his ninjato and pulling it from his dying body, "Good dog." Xyxer patted the man's head for a few seconds before he turned around, looking at the pile of dead corpses. He knew this wouldn't look good, so he decided to drag them all into a forest, hiding them where animals were known to frequent, knowing that the animals would have a nice meal. He'd wash his blade in the near river and put it into his sheath before he began to walk back from this area and towards his home in Kirigakure.

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The signature mist of Kirigakure shrouded the village like a poisonous cloud, which Xyxer watched from his bedroom. His eyes scanned the outside through his window, watching the current happenings. He'd smile a little before he stood up from his bed, arms either side of his body as he stretched upwards. Picking up a pair of clothing from his floor lazily, he'd pull the pants onto his body without much effort and he'd slide his top over his head and onto his torso. Looking outside one final time before he walked towards his door and opened it, entering the hall. Closing his door after he left his bedroom he walked towards the front door, slipping on some sandals as he got there. Opening his front door, he stood out in the open and closed the door shut behind him. Looking about either side of his body before he decided to travel to the sea, knowing that he wanted to learn something different. Walking along the snaking paths of Kirigakure until he reached the piers that connected and led down to the sea, he hopped down them without much thought and stepped readily onto the surface of the water, chakra concentrated at his feet so he could walk on the water. "I just know there's something else I can learn.. there's got to be!" He thought to himself, his body lowering into a crouch as he started at his reflection in the water. Resting the palms of his hands near the surface of the water, he'd begin to concentrate on his chakra. Sending it into his hands as well, he'd begin to feel a strange sensation. His hands would tingle and would get a bit damp. He noticed something weird, the water below his hands was floating upwards in small drips. He'd be in surprise from this, but it'd make him smile. He'd channel more chakra around his hands, which would further encourage the water to leap up. The water would begin to cover his hands before he decided to send the suiton chakra all the way through his body, allowing a tingling sensation to take over him. Water would leap out from the sea and would begin to cover him, moving in swirls around his body as he noticed he could control the water's actions using his chakra. Xyxer would grin in wonder as he noticed this, speaking under his breath, "I've.. I've got to learn more about this.. I'll have to train!"

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