Training with the Sannin

Kyojin was now walking around Kumo leaving the plains and going to the training grounds. Now a Academy Student Kyojin was required to perfect and learn the Clone and Transformation Jutsu. Kyojin never been to Kumo's training ground because he was scared to go. The reason why Kyojin was always scared to go was because of being homeless and hated by the villiagers. Kyojin pulled out the Clone Jutsu scroll and read it. It had said " A ninjutsu that creates an intangible copy of one's own body, without any substance. Since the clone itself doesn't have the ability to attack, and thus can only be used to confuse the enemy, it is mainly used in combination with other ninjutsu. It's a basic technique, but depending on one's ingenuity, it can be used effectively. The clones may not dissipate when they come into contact with something.The user creates at max two replicas of them self that mirror their actions, these clones are not solid and are just projections of the original ". It didnt sound hard he thought while reading the handseals which said ram snake and tiger.

Within the mountainous setting, the clouds hovering below the village, our hero leaps from platform to platform, simply enjoying his freedom to roam. The lit fag within his mouth, parted to the left, made his day go by much smoother than most. He giggles slightly with ever hop, his acrobatic movements were ever so graceful. His shinobi training, as well as his special Anbu training helped him do so. These were the days he lived for, freedom. Free from the village, the family busy, free of responsibility, just free. as he decended upon the last platform he ascended along the path, with one powerful jolt upon landing, he springs up higher than ever before, launching himself further up towards the heavens to the unknown. Below, the clouds, the rocky peaks, seemed so beautiful. If Ganki had any artistic talent, he'd draw this setting for his folks.

Nearing a nearby circular platform, he descends moderately with correct form, he touch down the somewhat flat base. However, he was not alone. The cliff he was near, the edge a few feet away to his right, he looks towards his left to sees a tall figure. About the same size as Ganki, with the only difference being that Ganki had the better figure, his skin was just so, off. he thought he was seeing things, because of the herbs he was smoking. he shook his head a bit side to side, but this was no illusion, no false image. This guy was really red?

Hesitantly proceeding over, but keeping a 10 meter distance, he noticed the scroll in his hand. Was a he training? he hoped not, Ganki didn't have time for this, not again. he removes the fag from his lips, with slight coughs and heavy breathing, he places it back in his mouth, now leaning towards the right. The odd fragrance diffused in all directions, the breeze helped it spread even more, since the current blew towards our mysterious red figure. Ganki just stood there, spectating.

"Uh, are you ok?" His blue, now reddish eyes focused in more heavily on the red man.

Ganki wore his long sleeve red graphic shirt he bought from Jinichi, a black pair of jeans with a pair of all black boots. A black skully that he wore on his head, with only the long bladed sections of his brown hair sprouting out downwards. But, that was not all. Ganki was a man of wealth, he wore his solid gold Versace bracelet on his right wrist, and his diamond bracelet on his left. The gems were as real as the ground his workers mined.

While he was studyingthe scroll Kyojin heard a voice that said are you ok. Kyojin wipped around and was face to face with a man. The man had smoke around him with red eyes. Kyojin instantly knew he was on thise herbs he had been hearing about." Wh-Wh-What do you want with me " Kyojin stuttered scared because this was the first person to ever talk to him on years. On top of all that the man said was he ok the only person who ever asked them that question was his mom who Kyojin had truly missied. In those split seconds Kyojin thought about his life. Kyojin was poor homeless clanless and more things. No one in the villiage let them near them or their children. Kyojin was like a black sheep of the villiahe for no apparent reason to him. And he truly hated it.

The stuttering of the tall man made Ganki crack a smile. Was he some sort of gentle giant? He was way to grown to be acting like that, so scared. Ganki reached into his pockets and pulled out his ruby shades, which he placed on himself, covering his eyes. He removes the fag from his mouth to calm down the kiddish adult.

"Easy dude, no one is here to do anything to you", and Ganki was hesitant about who again? Ganki proceeded on further, blowing out a rather large cloud of scented smoke through his nose. he eyes the scroll which the mysterious person held, and the individual too, noticing that he was not wearing any cloud headband of the sort. There was truly no rest for the life of a ninja. He sighed heavily, as he flicked the fag elsewhere, he focuses his attention on him.

"Right, so are u a ninja, if so, let me see a headband, so I can identify that you are indeed part of this village." His tone was strict and firm, answers will be needed, or else there was gonna be some serious problems. The air around him became heavy.

It came so qjick to Kyojin. The man said he wasn't going to do anything to him and to let him see his ninja headband. Kyojin probabl didn't know alot of stuff but he knew manners because his mom thought him before she died." Sorry sir that I was stutteeing it is just that you are the first person to talk to me in years, also sir I'm a Academy Student so I dont have a headband yet.

Stopping a few feet in front of the tall figure, after hearing his answer, his demeanor changed back to what it was. The air calmed down, and his tense presence ceased. He took a quick glance over towards the discarded fag on the ground.

It had been quite sometime since Ganki himself had been to the academy. he looks down towards the scroll once more, "So your in the academy? What are u working on?", he circles around the man who's name was unknown. "Last I checked, you need to do the three basic academy jutsu." He pauses for a second, realizing that he has yet to give him his name. He stopped his pacing, now staring eye to eye with the other guy.

"I'm Ganki, what's your name?", he extends his hand out towards him as he was in range. In that moment, Ganki asked himself mental as to why he was doing this? He knew himself he didn't want to be here, but the guy's mushy personality made him feel a bit, worrisome for him. He could just jet out of here and be on his way, but no, he couldn't. HE hoped that this little lesson wouldn't be too long, for Ganki's sake. This guy better be a quick learner...

What are you working on the man said. Tenrai replied while saying " I am trying to learn Clone and Transformation Jutsu so I can get away from the academy and become a Genin sir ". Then the man asked him what was Kyojin's name while saying his name.

" Sir my name is Kyojin Rikaru " Kyojin said. Kyojin wondered why the man asked all of these questions. Kyojin was no chakra sensor but he knew the level of cvakra this man had and it was so powerful it made Kyojin want to run.

As he guess, he was working on the three academy jutsu required for the genin exam. A brief flashback of Ganki himself, taking the exam played within his own mind. Ahh the years, so long ago really, Ganki felt rather old now. Ganki took the exam when he was around seven years old, now, he is 21. But, what really made him feel old, was when he wa salled a"sir". Really now, a "sir"?

His eye brow elevated slightly, for Kyojin didn't bother to shake his hand. he sighed as he took a step back, retracting his own hand. Well, for now, it was time to rap this up, for Ganki had other things to do.

"The clone jutsu is not that hard bro. The transformation? Piece of cake", His Australian accent kicked in towards the end of his comment. Ganki made one lone hand sign, the ram sign, followed by the ram and snake hand sign. Suddenly, his form became slightly blurry, as two make shift versions of himself spawned from both flanks, intangible copies they were. "See, not so bad", he extends his left hand outwards towards the clone on his left, standing closely besides him within arm reach. His hand passes through the intangible clone.

This was all really kids stuff, so Ganki grew really bored of it all. Taking in students was really not on his agenda, well, anymore. In the pass, Ganki used to have numerous amounts of students. he had uchiha, senju, hyuuga, you name it. However, eventually, they often drop out, or disappear for unknown reasons. he shakes his head a little, before asking Kyojin to try out the technique.

"Here, you try, and lay off the "sir" names, I'm not that old. Your probably about my age, huh?"

Kyojin awaited for the man to say his name but he never did. Instead the man said " The clone jutsu is not that hard bro. The transformation? Piece of cake". The man made hand signs then another version of his slf formed on side of him " see not that hard " the man said."Here, you try, and lay off the "sir" names, I'm not that old. Your probably about my age, huh?" I did the jutsu and when I did it it came out perfect. I looked at the time and almst ran right then and there." Thank you sir I have to go now. I ran off toward Aiko.

WC: 612

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