Making Progress

"Alright class, session is over. Everyone get changed and meet back out in the air in 20. Class dismissed!" And with that, the shuffling of chairs, packing of books and chatter of students began as the instructor dismissed the class. Slowly and silently Kisuke followed the trend and softly closed his note book.
Several minutes later, Kisuke found himself standing outside in the academy yard with a pair of shorts, a t-shirt with a couple of holes in them and shinobi sandals. "I need a smoke right about now." Kisuke though to himself as he silently waited for his entire academy class to arrive in the yard. 
Most of the students in his class were significantly younger than him, some of them the same age as his younger brother. However Kisuke did not mind being the oldest kid in his class because of the past events and circumstances that led to him still being in the academy at 15. Right now, his goal was to become a power member of the Uchiha clan and an influential shinobi in the village and in order to do so he had to pass the academy, regardless of how old he was. 
"Alright!" Shouted the instructor once everyone was outside in the yard and ready for the next lesson. "Its time do show you kids how to fight like a shinobi. I will demonstrate the basic techniques. Your going to practice these techniques. Then were going to do some drills to get you people in shape. Lord knows some of you need to get into shape."
"Alright, pair up now." Exclaimed the teacher after demonstrating the techniques they would be practising. Kisuke hated pairing up for drills as he preferred working on his own. But, there was nothing he could do about it and to make sure he didnt get stuck with a little kid, Kisuke made his way to the second eldest kid in his class.
Kisuke now found himself standing in front of his classmate with padded gloves and shit pads on while his partner held punching pads in both hands, wore a padded chest piece and had padded leggings on his thighs. "I really need a smoke" Kisuke though to himself while the teacher explained the drill, almost not realizing that this was not the first time they had done this in his class.
The whistle went off and the drill began. As instructed, the person wearing all the padding (in this case Kisuke's partner) had full control of what happened. He chose were and what he partner would hit depending on his stance and could even through a few jabs that was the other persons job to see coming and avoid. 
Duck was the first thing Kisuke had to do as his partner through a left hook. Easy enough since they werent moving at full speed, just yet. Right jab, right jab, left jab, were Kisuke's next three moves as his partner lifted his right blocker and left in that sequence. Left thigh kick, right jab, right jab, left hook, right upper cut, left thigh kick.
As the drill went on Kisuke increased the strength and power of every hit. As a shinobi, Kisuke values physical strength and therefore any change he had to show off and increase his strength he would. Once his partner realize Kisuke's intensity, he started increasing the speed of the drill.

Left hook, right hook, right jab, left shin kick to the body and a forward thrust kick. The last kick hit his partner's body armour with enough force that it knocked him off balance, forcing him to take a step back in order to make sure he did not fall on his behind. Kisuke stood up strait with a slight grin, re adjusting his fighting position. Hopping up and down a few times and rotating his arms around the joint of the elbow, the Uchiha was ready to go another couple of rounds. Kisuke made sure that his cardio was excellent and therefore he wasnt tired at all. He also knew that this was only the first of many drills to come and was conserving his energy as best as possible.
Beads of sweat dripped down his face and fell off his chin, either being caught and soaked up by his shirt or descending to hit the ground. His shirt was now quite soaked and if they were fighting on a hard wood or cement floor it would have been quite slippery now. However because of the earth and grass bellow their feet they were good to go and continue their training. 
And so Kisuke went on. His partner approached him once more as Kisuke descended into his fighting stance. Showing Kisuke his signals, the Uchiha continued to deliver crushing blows. High right kick, mid right kick, left hook, right upper cut, left leg kick, right jab, duck, duck, forward thrust kick. The drill went on for what seemed hours but was only a couple of minutes. 
A whistle went off and the instructor yelled "Time! Now switch gear and repeat the drill. And so they did. His hair now slick and heavy with sweat along with his clothing, Kisuke removed his fist and shin pads and handed them over to his slightly younger partner. Taking his body armour in return, the Uchiha put on the chest padding, thigh protectors and hand pads. Once the instructor saw that all his students and switched rolls and were now ready to perform the other task of the training exercise, the whistle went off again as the signal to begin. 
After the same amount of time as before however not seeming nearly as long since Kisuke was not doing all the work, the instructors whistle went off again, signalling the end of the drill. Un-attaching all of his equipment and letting them drop to the floor, Kisuke nodded to his partner then slowly made his way over to the benches to grab his water bottle. Squeezing the bottle as hard as possible, he shot a stream of ice cold water right into his face, all over his head and hair and then finally into his mouth the drink. The head was blistering outside and Kisuke drained the entire bottle to make sure he did not become dehydrated. 
"Gather round, gather round everyone." Yelled the instructor. "This session isnt over just yet." Throwing his now empty bottle to the ground, Kisuke dug his hands into the pockets of his training shorts and slowly made his way towards the instructor along with the rest of the class. Standing at the back of the ground, the Uchiha lazily watched and waited for his next exercise to begin, eager to continue his training. "Now that you've got some fighting and skill practice in, its time to move into the conditioning drills. Get ready to work out your endurance, strength and stamina cause no one has every pushed  you as hard as I'm about to. Now form up on that line over there!" Shouted the instructor as he pointed to a white line painted in the gravel and loudly blew into his whistle.

Now standing on the white line with the rest of his class as instructed, they all awaited for what the teacher was going to make them do next. Of course, standing at the back of the class as he did not like large groups of people and therefore never put himself right smack in the middle of one or even near one for a matter of fact, Kisuke awaited for instructions.
"Alright class, now were going to be doing a drill. You kids are going to be running a rally race." Informed the instructor as he twisted his body, and both lifting and stretching his arm left arm out to show the students that track they would be running across. "Im going to separate you into different teams. Each time will have one baton. The person holding that baton must run around the track, this very large track. Once back at the finish line, you will hand the baton on to your next team mate and so on so forth. Only once everyone in your team is done can you move on to the next station." The teacher slowly walked past the track field and towards a sort of playground looking part of the yard with bars and wooden structures, like a jungle gym. "Then your team will come here and each of you must complete 50 push ups, 50 pull ups, and 50 sit ups as a team!" Kisuke remained silent as the other students in his class started complaining and whining. "The last team that finishes will have to do both stations all over again, how does that sound you cry babies" With that, the other students started whining and complaining even more while Kisuke simply chuckled. He was up for the challenge and any time he could work on and improve his physical condition he was exited.
Therefore eager to continue with his class training session, Kisuke waited at the back of the class to be separated into one of the four teams.
Once finally being assigned to his team, the four teams were lined up side by side, each of them with their own lane on the race track. Kisuke lined up as the second person on his team. The first kid in each line stood holding a baton waiting in a ready position while the teacher stood still as a statue just watching them. "Go!" He yelled as each student at the head of the line took off. Kisuke watched as the heads of the three other lines took off much quicker than the kid at the head of his line. "Great." Kisuke said as he watched the gap between the three other racers and his team mate simply widen and widen as the four kids ran up and around the track. The track was quite large and by half way it appeared that the 3 other kids used all of their energy at the begging while Kisuke's team mate had not and now he began to slowly catch up. However he still wasnt fast enough. By the time Kisuke had received his teams baton, the second racer on the other teams were already on their way up the track, 
Grabbing the baton in his left, Kisuke pushed off with all his strength and began sprinting up the track. To Kisuke his surroundings were a dark blur as he bolted up the track. His arms swinging in unison with the opposite leg, he swiftly caught up to the first person ahead of him and passed them. Now approaching the second bend of the track, Kisuke felt the ache coming into the muscles of his legs but he kept up the pace and in no time he was past the second student and making his way towards the student at the head of the pack. Hearing his team cheering him off in the distance, Kisuke tried keeping his speed constant but has he approached the mid way point of the track, the pain in his legs and chest was starting to become unbearable and he was forced to slow down. But step by step he was getting closer and closer to that first place student. Now wrapping around the last bend, Kisuke reached deep down into his energy reserves and sprinted back at his stop speed. He managed to make it to the 3rd person in line at the exact same time as the student ahead of him.
Once handing off the baton, Kisuke dove onto the grass and rolled over onto the back. His chest throbbing with the rush of adrenaline as he breathed in and out at a rapid rate, trying to catch his breath. His legs were aching and his feet were soar but he was glad that he got his team back into the race after his first team mate had lagged behind. The Uchiha pupil remained lying down on the grass until the baton and been passed around his entire team. After quite some time, Kisuke's team managed to finish second. Rolling around onto his hands and feet, along with the rest of his team they quickly darted towards the next station. All getting into the push up position together, one team mate counted while they descended and rose together. It took forever to finish the set of 50 push ups and students had to constantly stop and regain their strength. Due to that there was a point where all four teams were at the second station doing their push ups, putting pressure on the students to not finish last. Once his team finally finished their push ups they moved onto sit ups, deciding to leave pull ups for last since it was the hardest and their arms were still weary from the 50 push ups they just completed.
"You guys are lucky. Looks like class is over. See you kids bright and early tomorrow morning." With that the instructor blew his whistle and ended the session. Kisuke flopped onto the ground and spread his legs and arms out wide, completely exhausted.

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