Moving [Solo]

He finally made it out.

He managed to feel the effects of escaping Konohagakure almost immediately. He felt as if he could finally breath, as if chest wasn't so tight, and was more awake than ever. It was strange how running away from your problems made everything better. However, there was still the issue of being recognized. Although he didn't interact with much people, as he thought they were all idiots, Green had made plenty of enemies. Of course he wasn't afraid of them since he could certainly kick their asses all the way to Sunagakure and back. What he was of, was them reporting him to Konoha's authorities. That simply could not happen.

It was fortunate he thought of all this ahead of time.

The boy took out two of the three aging pills he had after arriving at a small lake. To be honest, never before had he taken pills. Therefore, the youth could only hope everything would work out fine. He quickly popped one of them into his mouth, then dipping his head into the lake and taking a large gulp. Once Green's head returned to it's natural place above the water, the first pill had already been swallowed, and soon after he repeated the same process for the second one. Finally, after he had finished, the pills were starting their mission. He could feel himself changing, physically but not mentally. His hands and feet grew larger, his legs and torso grew taller, his head gotten a bit bigger. Everything was morphing, transforming.

After what felt like forever, Green noticed it had stopped. He looked at his reflection in the lake and almost gasped in shock. He no longer appeared to be his ten year old self. No, he now seemed to be older, precisely by two years...give or take considering his birthday was coming up soon. He remained frozen for a moment, maybe more, but managed to snap out of his daze before rummaging into his pocket. He then pulled out the necessary materials for his next transformation, but not in the area of growth. No, this was different, and so much more important. Green didn't think he could ever return to the way he was before, and he really didn't want to.
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Now it was complete. His hair was no longer spiked and light brown. No, it was dark and a bit more flat, with a few strands here and there that refused to obey his wishes. It was surprised him that his attempt at dying his hair was a success. His eyes remained their usual deep green, but his attire had changed somewhat as well. The boy had kept on his boots and black jeans, but had tossed away his necklace, and replaced his purple sweater with a black t-shirt over a black jacket. There was only one last thing to do...change his name. Of course, he would always remember his true name in the back of his mind: Green. But, for now, he would have to go by a different alias. Perhaps it would be...Genta. Yes, that sounded good, for now.

If someone else thought it was stupid he would simply hurt them.

What was he to do next? The boy, who now referred to himself as Genta, propped his up skateboard, carrying it with his right hand. His first order of business...getting stronger. He hasn't improved at all since the day of his promotion, and it angered him slightly. Him, the great Green -- Genta Akari. Maybe not so great, as in his first battle he was tied, and in his second battle was sorely defeated. Hell, he had even gotten a broken leg. That day inflicted a large wound on his pride. But, never again, it would never happen again. He would be better, both physically and mentally. He knew he would. At the moment, he was to focus on...acquiring jutsu. Yes, that sounded about right.

He recalled doing some research ever since the time he was first stopped from exiting the village. The stranger who had put him to a halt, had used some sort of technique on him apparently. It was so he was able to be summoned whenever needed. Such a topic highly interested the boy, so of course he was planning on learning it himself. Luckily, it required no hand seals, so that made it a bit easier. Genta gently placed his beloved skateboard onto the grassy surface, before lightly poking the deck...and...nothing happened. At least, nothing seemed to happen. Now wasn't that disappointing. He knew he was transferring his chakra correctly...maybe. Was he using too little? The boy did it again, only to find the same result as the first time.

Too much, he was probably using too much and needed to ease back on the amount. Actually, he didn't even know how it was supposed to look like...just a bit. From what he found out while in Konohagakure, there was supposed to be a tiny dot, only millimeters in width. If it was a person, Genta knew he would be able to find out by asking them if they felt something itchy, or tingly. But, alas, he did not have a human as a test subject. Only an inanimate object. The boy tried one last time, transferring what he believed to be the correct amount of chakra into his hand, before poking the deck of his skateboard. He waited a second, then another second, then the third second had passed by. And...

A tiny dot, one he almost had to squint to see, appeared in the middle of his skateboard's deck. Huh...
Well, he certainly felt satisfied now that it had worked. Plus, he learned a new technique. A sigh escaped his lips before he reached down and picked up his now marked skateboard. Without hesitating, he dashed off towards the North, moving as quickly as he could. Seeing as he had to grow in speed as he moved, it wasn't truly that fast. Hopefully, he would as he trained on his journey, his new life around the ninja world.

Genta Akari...yeah, he could get used to that for a bit.

[Exit/Topic Closed.]

WC: 1034
Gains: So, Green, or should I say Genta...got a major makeover.
+ 5 Stats
+ Mark Seal