Water Training

Giving her reflection a seductive pucker CoRin finished applying the last of her lip makeup. She set her ruby stained brush down to where it hung over the sink,  and winked at her own reflection. She was dynamite. They didn't make girls like her anymore, and that was probably a good thing. She unbent her self from over the sink. Straightened up her outfit, and grabbed her fans from her belt. She moved through her small apartment, and opened up the front door. Immediately the fresh smell of the humid Amegakure atmosphere smacked her in the face like a sack of potato's. Luckily her makeup was made in such a way that it wouldn't melt of in the rain or by her sweat.


She exited from her domain out into the warm rain of her homeland. It's grey and muddy landscape greeted her cheerily. Or as Cheerily as it could manage. CoRin had decided that on this day she would go ahead and attempt to master the water element. It only made sense after all. She lived in a land of constant rain. Why not learn how to make use of it. It wasn't like she'd ever be caught without a such from which to perform a jutsu. That was for sure.


The villages in her town all walked by peacefully. They chatted about their day and the weather. CoRin recognized many of them, they'd all ben quite kind to her after she'd gotten kicked out of her village. The place needed a little cleaning up after they'd taken her in. There were a few minor criminals, and a several J walkers, but after a swift taste of CoRin justice she'd managed to whip everyone in the village back into shape. Now peace and order reign in the small down just as much as the rain did. She usually tended to a rice field just slightly north of the town, however her dear boss would be one hand short today! For CoRin had the very rain to master on this day!


Nearby the village was a hill which over looked it. On most days a slight waterfall of rain flew down the gently sloping side of this hill, so most buildings kept their distance, less they be flooded out. As such this hill gave CoRin plenty of space to practice her jutsu without the worry of blowing up one of her fellow villagers. Up the hill she went, her boots showing no mercy to the cascading water that slid down the hill. Their firm grip laughed at the notion that the water to make CoRin slip and fall. Hahaha! After her short little hike she found herself at the top of the hill. She could see the entire village from her. It was a wonderful place for the protector of a two to look over her charges. And even better yet. They could all see her! She was going to cut quite the impressive figure up there practing controlling the rain and all. She dearly hoped that one day they would build a statue of her up on that hill. Maybe even name the whole place after her. Oh yes that'd be nice.


With a masterful as well as beautiful flick of her hand CoRin unrlowed her fans. They both opend up wit a  quick 'wick' sound. She stood momentarily still. Feeling the rain pelt her. She held her arms out wide like a T and close her eyes. She could sought to connect herself with the sorrow of the land. The very rain itself. That which blanketed her home in grey clouds, and muddy fields. Tried to drown them all out. 

She began fanning her fans, as one does when they have fans in their possession. She brought her arms upwards, dearly hoping that it didn't start lightning around the place. Because if it did she'd certainly be the tallest object in the immediate vicinity! She began to perform a fan dance in the middle of the hot sticky shower. She twirled, and spun around. Her arms and legs moving and crouching in slow and controlled movements. Every movement was fluid and deliberate. She was a wave of motion channeling the Essene of water. Water flowed. It didn't blast it's foes, or crush them, slice them, or burn them. While it could do all of that, water was different from the fire she knew so well. Water flowed around the opponent. Water never crushed a rock in a single blow. It chipped away at the solid structure while flowing around it. Over the course of eons Water would cut down a mountain. Now CoRin had no intention of beating down a foe over the course of Eons, but you get the idea. CoRin had to be like the river. Patient and agile. Endless, stretching from mountains to oceans, and whipping clean anything along its way.


She let her chakra boil up from her core. It was a cool, and calming chakra, not like the fire chakra she usually harnessed. Rather than feel the fire whelling up in her stomach ready to be set loose upon the world and burn down anything it came across, this one was much calmer. It cooled her. It was like drinking a ice cold glass of water on a hot summer day. You could just feel the cool liquid slipping it's way down your throat, and pooling in your stomach. Relaxing really. She let that calm, cool, and collected flow up from her core and expand out from her body. It shook hands, and mingled with the falling rain drops. She could feel the reach of her chakra flooding through the raindrops as they came hurtling to the earth. The handshake only lasted for several seconds, but it was a very interesting feeling. Like she could feel the raindrops as the fell, even if they weren't hitting her body. It was like the rain was moving through her, through her filed of chakra. It was without a doubt, the strangest sensation CoRin had ever felt in her entire life.

She continued her dance. Even as her chakra was pouring out from her in a deluge. Her chakra dance along with her, flowing out in tendrils and wisps of vapory chakra. She took in long and controlled breaths. Just as controlled as her movment. Fluid, and beautiful to behold with the eyes, and anyone wandering the streets of her small village would find themselves entranced by the beauteous movments of this crusader of justice. Sure they knew who CoRin really was, an eccentric missing-nin with a short temper and no tolerance for tomfoolery. She meant well but she went about just about everything she ever did in the wrong manner. Still it was almost possible to forget that as she moved about the hilltop, like the most skilled dancer in the land. For a few brief moments she almost looked graceful, and in control.


As she got into the flow and feel, of flowing movment. So to did her chakra. It became more palpable stronger, more adapt at moving the falling drops at rain. As her chakra danced about, and around her the rain followed suit. It too began to dance with the two. Spinning and dancing with it's own grace, and style. It mimicked the movements of CoRin and her charka. It would whisp around her momentarily before dropping back down onto to. However soon enough no rain was hitting CoRin what so ever. IT would be caught in her cloak of condensation flowing and flicking around her body like a ball gown of unmatched beauty. CoRin had never felt so accomplished in anything in her entire life.

As one might expect it didn't take long for a villager to notice her absolutely breath taking dance. From the corner of her eye CoRin noticed on of the villagers climbing up the hill to complement her on her dancing style. A wide catlike grin crawled up her face. Then she'd give them a show if that's what they sought. With a few final twirling dancing motions she sent her chakra out in an explosion turning the rain all around her into a fine mist. In the dull drey light of the Amegakure sun the faintest sign of a rainbow could be seen in the cloud she summoned. She ended her dance in a low and impressive dance, with one fan pointed to the sky and the other towards the horizon. She had a wide smile upon her face, as she looked expectingly towards the villager who'd been climbing up the village. That is until she noticed who the villager actually was. Ms. Mao. Her landlady and also the person who'd field she tended to on most days. "Oh!" CoRin squeaked suddenly jumping to he feet and standing at attention. "Ms. Mao, funny meeting you here, you should really be tending to your lands you know."


"And so should you." Ms. Mao announced angrily. She wagged her finger as she spoke. "I don't know how ninjas do jobs, but the way we civilians do it is if you get payed for a job, you show up and do that job!" He voice was so shrill it could have shattered glass, and made dogs in the neighboring lands howl in pain. "I thought you like living in my house in town."


"I do!" CoRin begged, getting on her knees. "It's a very nice shack! Running water and everything."


"Then why are you making me look for new tenants? I have to find someone who will actually do the job I pay them room and board for."


"Now Ms. Mao." CoRin warned with her authoritative voice. "Both my parents are judges. Don't think I wont' bring you into court. We have a contract, I still have two more months of living on your land before my lease is up."


"Oooooh." Ms. Mao announced as if she was terribly frightened. "I wonder how your lawyer parents will feel about you breaking that contract by skipping work to come and dance in the rain. I hired a farm hand no a ballerina!" Her whole face was as red and as round as a tomato. You could practically see the steam coming out from her ears. 

"Ms.Mao!" CoRin announced at the top of her voice. "What are we doing here?" She gasped looking around in shock. "Don't we have a rice field to attend to?" She attempted to run towards Ms. Mao's property but was stopped by a sudden and painful tug on her earlobe. Ms. Mao and snatched her ear between her thumb and forefinger and held it in a vice like grip. She may have been an old lady, but dammit if Ms. Mao wasn't the fasted old lady in all of The Land of Rain. 


"You're so right my valued farm hand. Let us go back to my fields, you've got work to do." Her voice was sugary sweet, but CoRin wasn't to be fooled especially when it felt like she was going to tare her ear right off of her head! Eeew she was going to have to change the way she wore her hair if that was the case. Swifter than CoRin could have managed Ms.Mao traveled back to her fields with CoRin literally in tow. The Old lady was much faster than our heroine could keep up with. So before long CoRin completely lost her balance and found that her only source of locomotion was Ms. Mao's pulling at her ear. For half a mile all CoRin could do was grit her teeth and grimace as she was pulled through the mud like a plow by an ox. CoRin didn't know much about Ms. Mao but she know one thing that was certain beyond all else. If Ms. Mao had been in Ame when it had been attacked. Well then there would still be skyscrapers on the horizon. And you could take that to the bank!

Exit

[2003 WC]
Claiming 10 stats and Water as my second element