Training with a Village Ninja

Yuki was disappointed that the doll had chosen to fly upward and maneuver around the attack rather than attempt to dodge. She was hoping to use the strength boost of Multi Size technique to her advantage in this attack and push through the little doll's meager defense, even if it had meant she'd take a senbon to her hand or arm. Yuki pulled her arm back as soon as the doll had dodged, positioning her body immediately for a follow up attack as soon as the doll had returned to eye level. Though she doubted she would get another hit in on the doll like she had the first time, she was sure that this game of cat and mouse would at least give her an edge in speed training. Perhaps she could also use it sufficiently as chakra training by maintaining her Multi Size technique? After all, it maintained quite a bit of chakra control just to sustain the jutsu.

Yuki reared back on the balls of her feet, getting ready to move at her max speed once more as she charged towards the little doll at a high velocity, at least high for her character, her fist pulled back as she readied it for her next assault on the doll. She would pull, this time, punch at the doll's core once more but this time follow up with a second punch and third, each one would be aimed at the doll's new position. She figured, however, that the doll would have avoided each attack with ease though her intention was no longer to make contact with it but for it to dodge, furthering Yuki's ability to make quick, speedy movements while also maintaining her accuracy and aim. This was no longer Yuki attempting to win a spar but Yuki training her abilities against a clearly superior opponent.

The young girl had discarded any hope of winning said spar as she was clearly outmatched and was out of tactics at that point. There would be no point in trying to land another hit if all it meant was the doll would grow more cautious of her. Yuki disregarded the thought, realizing that perhaps she could win the spar. Maybe all she needed was a new tactic. A tactic that might work out to benefit both of their training. She would go easy on the doll for now and hope that the doll would go easy in turn, giving her an opening for her next move.

Shuurin Drifted lazilly from left to right to dodge the first two attacks, giggling as she watched the strikes pass within inches of her body. When the strike was pulled back she would touch the side of her senbon, which to the tiny flower child was more like a great sword, softly against the side of yuki's hand, just before the crease where her wrist met her hand, after each strike, informing her in case her movements were a blur that she was close. for the last strike shuurin pulled backwards to stop just an inch from the full extension of Yuki's attack, to lay the senbon sword against the girl's first and second knuckles in a way similar to a medieval knighting. Oh how she giggled as she spun around, dodging each strike with a child like flourish of her body.

 "This is wonderful young one!" she would speak,her voice high pitched and full of eccentric joy. "i've not gotten to have fun training like this it many years....It's always so buisiness for we small things isnt it? I think personally we should enjoy the small things much more in life!"

     As shuurin trained Kira thought about the past. She would need to work harder to gain an edge over youka, and that meant she should be working on her body instead of just following the fight before her with her eyes to mediate any dangers. True the careful study of an oponent, whether on friendly terms or otherwise was half of the battle for someone of her particular skill, but she knew the enemy she needed to compete against most. Only becoming stronger and more able to act would assist. 

     "Daruku." The doll rolled it's eyes at Kira as it was called. She knew good and well what the girl was thinking and also knew both she absolutely wanted no part in the exercise her presence was currently requested for and that she didn't actually have a choice. dragging her heels, metaphorically of course as she didn't have heels per se and one cannot drag heels against the open air, She came to stand in front of kira. 

     "I need to see what this jutsu can do." She spoke to the dark black doll. She was aware of the new skill Kira had picked up, as well as it's effects and more importantly that it would mean she got the express honor of playing tag with the eccentric older girl. Joy of joys how she so loved asisting her master, she thought. Almost as much as being stuck in a room with her dificult to live with, obnoxious, loud, overly energetic, and desperately in need of medication to calm her obnoxiousness, sister. 

     Kira activated the new technique Strength of one thousand shinobi. She chaneled her chakra into the muscles of her arms and legs using the medical jutsu solely increase her speed by one hundred percent before disappearing to move quickly behind the little black doll, tapping it on the back of the head before moving at full speed once more twenty meters away, on the other side of the area where Shuurin and Yuki trained.

Yuki was glad that her 'playmate' was enjoying the training though Yuki could not quite pinpoint her own emotions enough to tell whether she was enjoying herself or not. Was this the time to smile? Or would that be odd given the violent implications of their spar session? Perhaps they were ignorant the violent implications and viewed it simply as a light hearted method of training? In that case, perhaps smiling would have been the optimal way to show her mechanical emotions. At the very least, to let them know that she meant no harm to either of them. After all, she would need them to trust that she meant no harm if she were to go through with her next plan. She realized that she was narrowly missing her opponent, even with her enlarged fists. With that said, she needed to use a back-up plan that she been reserving.

She wanted to knock out the doll... She wanted to send it flying... She wanted to show what she was capable of so that she could impress the woman thoroughly. Though, she was not sure if the woman had so much feelings for the doll that she would be angry or impressed. Yuki was clueless as to which emotion the woman would take on. She wanted to sigh but she had to maintain her composure as to continue punching, one punch after another as the doll simply dodged them effortlessly. Finally, Yuki through a punch just like the others at the doll, the small leather-like gaunlets on her hands that had seemed like nothing more than a fashion choice up until then suddenly growing and expanding to surround her fist, a giant fist materializing from thin air as her punch came nearing contact with the doll. Chances were, the doll had been intending to let Yuki narrowly miss once more and the solid fist of obsidian like material would send the doll flying, possibly knocked out. After all, the strength of her multi-size technique combined with the strength granted by the gaunlet was almost too substantial to ignore.

Though there was always that slim chance that someone would have seen through it, though she doubted. It seemed as if everyone there were still belitting her. Still viewing her as a weak helpless child. She hoped to change that with this attack, her fist flying at the doll with the speed of 10 that Yuki had developed up until that point. If the punch connected, it would have had a total strength stat of 70, combining her initial strength of 5 with the 20 granted by the Multi-Size technique and the 45 granted by the Gaunlets themselves. Not only that, but the gaunlets possessed a hardness of 95. If the hit connected, chances were that it would do substantial damage to the small doll.

Kira Decided to Pick up her speed once more, this time activating her body flicker technique. Daruku had moved at this point across the field, easilly dodging between two of Yuki's strikes in the event her master was thinking about doing what she had a horrible feeling she would. At least moving through the battle field would give her the chance that Kira would need to watch out for the small girl, though it seemed to her that with the power of the Akimichi clan it could be her master that would need to be fretful.

     Kira, who was enjoying the power of her new speed decided to test it in time with her reflexes. As her body flicker activated she would move at a stiffling speed of four hundred and thirty to dodge between the doll and Yuki's fist, Ducking down just before the second to last strike was pulled back. As she changed elevation her hair would bounce up slightly to tip the bottom of her arm. Her feet hit the ground hard as she allowed them to raise for a moment, bending her knees to create a forward jumping maneuver. They skidded for about a foot when she touched down again before her ankle twisted and she was sent sprawling to the ground. In an instant the shadows would fly up to catch her, a large mostrocity resembling a bean bag chair forming just in front of her to scoop her up acting like a swing set to rock backwards fueled unfortunately by the incredible momentum and fling her high in the air. 

    Meanwhile shuurin continued to shift left and right, her body moving only a bit faster then the girl's fists to make sure she could be seen, continuing to touch down against Yuki's skin with each strike. 

    ~you know the akimichi. you should probably.....~ As Daruku spoke her smug smile seeming to pass with her words telepathically to both the small blue doll and their master, and in perfect timing with her statement, set to be just moments too late, Shuurin was tipped with the enlarged fist and sent spinning incredibly swiftly in a downward spiral to hit the ground. 


     ~The first Shuurin. Just so u dont get hurt~ Kira would say as she floated down to the ground at a terrible speed. She wasn't sure how she would get out of this situation as she had been thrown over ten meters in the air, but it was more important to her to protect her Familiars then herself. She knew she would find a way out of this, it was the blue flower like pixie that she had worries about. Her decent was a bit slower and as she reached the apex of her flight a long tendril shot out, over the two combatants fueled by her shadow mastery technique to curve up just a foot past where she would intersect with it. She called out to sorrow, letting the weapon fall free to grab only the chain and with one hand on each side of a two foot long length she would zip line downward to safety.

((Not quite sure I understood entirely but I'll try to reply with the best of my understanding. Let me know if I missed something or misinterpreted your post. cx))

As Yuki's fist came just within reach of small doll-like creature the creature seemed to become wiser to what she was doing, though it was a bit too late. Yuki's enlarged fist of metal came colliding with the being, even if it was just a clip, sending it flying a few meters before it hit the ground, spiraling. Yuki was almost happy at first, or as close to such an emotion as an emotionless being such as herself could get to the emotion, but then it dawned on her that perhaps she had injured the doll. A pang of regret dawned over Yuki as she rushed to the side of the doll, extending her finger to poke it lightly in an attempt to get it to at least flinch.

'Maybe I went overboard...' Yuki thought to herself, wondering how this would impact the series of events that would unfold in the future. She was sure that Kira had noticed by now and looking in her direction she discovered that she was correct. Kira was now descending on them from above, apparently utilizing a zip line type mechanic to do so. Yuki bit her bottom lip slightly, wondering how Kira would react to the situation and hoping that it would not be in a negative way. She had not meant to hurt the doll in such a way, had she? She was sure that the doll would have been able to handle the hit... Clearly she had not properly assessed the doll's abilities. She wanted to smack herself for such recklessness but knew that now was not the time for such things as regrets.

Kira sped towards the ground, stopping a few meters from where Yuki stood. To slow her decent the shadow would raise up just before her feet touched the ground and for a couple of minutes she simply swung back and forth, the chain riding lower and lower up the shadow zip line until finally she was able to safely plant her feet firmly on the ground. Her muscles ached and as she touched her hand to her shoulder she noticed a searing pain. The skin was raw from the sheer speed she had traveled at. This would need to be remedied. 

"Hm." She spoke, completely unaware of what had happened. After the first few strikes she had left Shuurin to do what she needed to do, assuming she could handle herself as she easily blocked the strikes. Her mind was more focused on the jutsu she had learned and the best way to go about mastering it's use and negating the physical effects it put on her body. 

     "I ow...." The tiny blue doll slowly floated upwards from the ground, wobbling slightly. The hit had wrecked her world and she knew it. As she reached Yuki's eye level She shook her head to clear the fuzziness from her mind. After a moment, around the same time that kira had finally planted her feet firmly back onto the soil of the earth country, Shuurin turned her tiny head to nod her master's way and immediately dropped to the ground, falling as if she had lost the ability to fly. When she hit the ground her body seemed to shatter, turning to a strange clear fluid that sunk into the ground and she was gone for about a minute. Finally the darkened soil seemed to almost spit her back out and Shuurin floated from the ground to the sky looking slightly different. her body, which had been a strange combination of brownish black that looked more to the black size do to her size and blue accents was now an opaque clearish blue color. 

    "Understood" She spoke as she floated back towards yuki to set up for another attack. As she flew her body almost seemed to lag behind in the center, her water form shifting fluidly in response to the sudden shift in movement. She stopped at the same distance she had started, less then a meter and nodded to yuki to continue. 

    "So....Akimichi.....Why did you leave Konoha?" the black doll would ask, partially to find out a bit about her history and gather information and partially to see if Kira would catch the subtle hint that this girl was most likely from the same place she thought she was from. Daruku, unlike the poor naive Kira had memory of konoha, and of the clans that resided there to an extent granted to her by Kira's hidden memories. Kira, of course, missed the entire comment as she was so absorbed in figuring out what to do and how to handle the situation. She released her technique as she thought hard about why the pain happened and what was going on.

(2979)

"I ow...." The tiny blue doll spoke aloud, as Yuki suddenly seemed almost content that the creature had survived and was okay. At least, she seemed okay enough... Yuki watched as the doll shook its head to clear its mind, clearly a bit dazed and in a state of mind which could only be described as 'fuzzy'. Yuki watched the doll as Shuurin turned her tiny head to nod her master's way and immediately dropped to the ground once more. Yuki was afraid for a moment that the poor thing had lost its ability to fly but was shocked by what happened, something awe-inspiring occurred. Although the doll fell to the ground and shattered, turning into some kind of liquid which was absorbed into the ground, Yuki somehow determined that the doll was okay judging by her master's reaction. At least, that was how Yuki took it. She was in a brief moment of confusion where she could not decipher whether the doll was truly okay or if Kira simply did not care for it.

Yuki simply shook her head, discarding the thought as something ridiculous. Of course the kind woman before her cared for the doll, otherwise she would not have halted her training so suddenly to make sure it was okay. Yuki watched as the soil seemingly spit he doll back up, the little summon whizzing and flying around as it took on new colors that were not much of a stark contrast to her old colors but still noticeably different. Yuki took note of all of this, making mental files on it so that she could try to decipher just what had happened later on for future's sake, in case she was ever in a serious fight with the kunoichi and her summons. After all, that was the kind of person that Yuki was. She took mental notes and observed her opponent before combat came so that when it finally did arrive time to fight her opponent, she was prepared to fight them with the full extent of her capabilities and knowledge.

The 'new' doll took on a fluid form and was moving as if she were lagging through the air, her form shifting slightly. Yuki instantly assumed that this form specialized in water-based moves and techniques based purely on the events that led up to the point. She had turned to liquid, after all, and not only that but her new form seemed almost liquid in nature. This was certainly interesting to Yuki. "So....Akimichi.....Why did you leave Konoha?" the question was asked and Yuki turned her head to the black doll whom had asked, her emotionless, lifeless eyes gazing at the doll for a moment. "Konoha? I never lived in Konoha, indeed." she whispered, her voice dull and barely a murmur yet still audible to everyone within the vicinity. "I come from Kiri, indeed. A sect of Akimichis that had migrated there." she spoke, hoping that the black doll would take it as her leaving the village simply because it had sunk. Further questioning might prove negative as Yuki would have to open up more about her horrid past, something she would prefer not to do.

"Interesting....Why did they leave? The akimichi clan.....Is very close to those of my master is from.....The Akimichi, Nara and Yamanaka clans have worked together for some time but i've not heard of any of the others in Kiri....Why is that?" It was true that daruku had not heard of any of the other two clans who created the "ino shika cho" combination technique migrating to kiri, though to be more correct she hadn't heard of them going anywhere and only had a vague knowledge of them from the past. Still she felt like there was something more to this girl, be it because something about her was irksome or because of Daruku's intense need to stick her nose where it doesnt belong and cause trouble.

     Kira tested her damage by slowly rotating her arms, wincing as she felt the rug burn like wounds become iritated. Raising her hands to her shoulders she closed her eyes and a small bit of bright yellow light began to radiate. It didn't take much effort to heal the minor abraision caused by such a short term movement, but the speed would take it's toll if she didn't find a way to stop it, and potentially could even become fatal. She would study more and find a way to get around the situation. 

    Shuurin flashed the small girl a smile as she begun to spin and dance around in the air in front of her. Her movements were sluggish from the pain but willing to continue. The game had turned slightly sour as her carelessness had caused some fairly serious injuries, and she winced every few twirls up until the point when Kira began to heal herself. The more the healing hands technique was used, the more easilly Shuurin seemed to glide across the air until finally the light yellow glow stopped and The small water doll seemed completely fine. 

(3298)

"Interesting....Why did they leave? The akimichi clan.....Is very close to those of my master is from.....The Akimichi, Nara and Yamanaka clans have worked together for some time but i've not heard of any of the others in Kiri....Why is that?" With the words that dark doll spoke, Yuki assumed that it had misunderstood what Yuki meant by migration. "The entire clan did not migrate, indeed. Only a select few of us did. We migrated for... reasons..." she stated, clearly not wishing to go into any more details. After all, in order to do so she would have to have revealed that the leaf village was more restrictive than the mist village. That the few cannibalistic Akimichi clan members were unable to eat and feed as they pleased in such a 'normal' village. That they had to migrate to the mist village just to be able to eat as they pleased. Would she openly speak of that? No, not in the presence of this kind woman who had done so much for her.

Yuki was an extremely apathetic and emotionally distant person. That was not to say that she had no emotions, on the contrary, she would occasionally feel things such as excitement and sadness but never would these emotions show on her outward appearance. She would almost never smile and almost never do a full frown or cry. She certainly was not the type to yell, either. She rarely raised her voice and would often speak in a simple, soft, monotone voice that people often had to be quiet in order to hear her. She would not repeat herself if someone missed what she said, either, which often led many to get frustrated or angry with her.

Furthermore, besides her apathy, she was extremely mentally ill in every sense of the word. Her favorite food, after all, was human beings. She enjoyed eating and munching on human flesh and drinking human blood, something that had caused her to become an outcast, wandering the lands as a Missing Ninja in search of someone who was willing to accept her way of life. She did not see how horrid her actions were and lacked any actual conscience, leading her to act without guilt, free from such typical human attributes. She would often fight to kill then feast on her opponent's dead corpse; or living corpse, if they somehow survived.

When she was only four, Yuki would always smile whenever she was with her mother and she was regularly at her side, holding her hand. Despite crying whenever she lost in sparring, she started to smile again as soon as she saw Tenshi, her sister, when she came to pick her up from the training dojo. She was considered incredibly weak and lacking in many areas including will power and resolve. She was incapable of properly fighting any of the other academy students her age and would often not even try. To many she was nothing more than a weakling who did not even want to become stronger. In fact, such a thing was true until the death of her family.

The death of her father, mother, and sister, having been killed in the chaos of a riot that occurred in her original home village of Kirigakure no Sato, a riot that caused much grief among everyone in the small part of the village, pushed her mind into a state of insanity. The majority of her emotions were wiped completely from her being and replaced with pure evil and the relentless intent to kill anyone who crossed her path. This newly acquired resolve to kill turned her into something of a 'monster'. She takes the side of neither good nor evil and will kill those affiliated with either if in the mood or merely for the sport of it. However, for some reason she bares a feeling of loyalty to anyone who is willing to accept her way of life and will not strike at them without reason. Her favorite color is without a doubt blood red, which leads to yet another highly unreasonable purpose for which she kills. At times she will kill simply because she wants to see the color again, splashing the blood across the room after they're dead just to see it on the walls and floor.

Due to her constant fights with unintelligent passer-byers and her seemingly emotionless look, many people are rather afraid of her whether it be because her preceding reputation or her careless demeanor when performing acts that would be considered by others are cruel and completely immoral. Regardless, she will question anyone with any position of authority without a moments hesitation. This has caused her to make a good number of enemies, however, the majority of said enemies did not survive to remain enemies. When Yuki fights in combat she never fights to knock out the other opponent or merely 'win'. She always goes for the kill and always fight as if it were a death match. If her opponent is not dead than the fight has yet to end. That is her resolve and logical view on combat.

Another tendency found in Yuki is her corrective personality. She tends to restate facts in a more technically correct fashion, which has earned her the title by some as a smart-ass or seen as too determined to be correct. This is not the point, however, her sole reason for correcting people's technical mistakes is to make sure everyone gets the correct idea, and do not believe what isn't necessarily true. At times, Yuki quite prefers a peaceful life of solitude, without the interference of others. She has an extremely improper social life, but is quite the strategic genius in battle; withholding the ability to conjure up plans at a moments notice, when they are most required - based on her own observations.

Yuki, after all, was damaged goods. Heavily damaged mentally and emotionally. Since her entire family had been killed in Kiri she strove to be a cannibal. A proper cannibal. She longed for the sight of blood and to be like her family. That was all she wanted in the world was to be just like those who she had lost. She sighed as she closed her eyes before finally opening them once more, glancing at the quite excited blue doll whom danced around, gliding. Yuki put on a mechanical smile and looked at the doll before turning her gaze to Kiranomo, whom she had grown to deeply respect. The woman was treating her wounds now. "I would like to stop training for today, if possible." she noted, feeling a bit uncomfortable due to what the dark doll had been questioning her about. She turned and began to walk towards Iwagakure, hoping to make it to the Tsuchikage's office so she could make her request to him.

Yuki remained silent as she walked off into the distance, hoping that Kiranomo would not stop her but she was sure that she would follow her to the Tsuchikage's office when she was finished with her own training and had realized where Yuki had gone off to. The young girl wondered just how things would play out. If she would be able to stay in the Stone Village for long or if at all. She also wondered what he Tsuchikage was like...

{TWC: 4815 for +24 SP and +48 JP.}

{Attempted Exit}

Approved HIDDEN MESSAGE!