Another Night..Another Ruined Shirt

Maloren widened his eyes at the concentration of the chakra that was being used. The handseals looked like nothing he had seen before. The energy of the white clouds acting exacting like that of a summoning. He then saw the two entities that she brought to their plane of existence and gaped slightly. He looked to The Demon of Chance and could plainly see a striking resemblance. Selene however looked very different, white kimono, beautiful silver inlay and, in Malorens eyes, beautiful hair. He saw a suit of armor under her kimono with his byakugan and noted that she was ready for combat. After a few moments he released that his sensei was making introduction. 

He nodded his head in greeting to The Demon of Chance and the Avatar of Perpetual Sorrow, not knowing why she summoned them to be the field. After all it's not like they would be assisting him in his training. A cold wind blew through the field as the night got later and her unconsciously shivered without meaning too but he quickly shook that out of himself and listened to her words. He blinked in surprise as he realized that she wanted him to do the very thing that he did not want to do. He blinked in a bit of shock as he also realized that she intended to train Miss Amber and Selene as well. 

This mildly annoyed him since it felt like he was getting blown off but he shrugged to himself and decided to roll with it. After all a little help was still better than no help. So he started to move away from the them to get to the max range of the technique. He cracked his neck, as his usual habit, and began considering the vacuum palm. The techniques utilized a burst of chakra fired from the tenketsu of his palm toward the enemy. The chakra was concentrated enough to blast them back at a surprising pace and do a fair bit of damage too. The max range of this technique was ten meters, so that's how far he stood from his sensei and her two additional students. 

He used his byakugan and began to channel chakra to the palms of his hands, concentrating it, kneeding it, and forming it into shape before looked up to his sensei and dropped into his gentle fist stance. He then shot his hand forward and fired the blast at her. The chakra would fire from his hand and shoot out, a magnificent blast of energy toward the intended target. Only to dissipate a meter from his outstretched palm. His eyebrow twitched at this and sighed, he'd have to do this over and over before he got the range down. He dropped into his stance again and formed the chakra in his palm once more. Feeling the energy build up in his hand before firing it out once more.

The same result occurred and he clicked his teeth in mild irritation. He pulled his hand back once more and began to change how he formed the chakra. Rather than forming a lump mass in his palm he shaped it into the shape of a bullet. Concentrating the chakra to form a densely packed shot of chakra. He then fired it once more, aiming for his sensei. The blast came out and certainly went farther, making it about five meters or so be dying out. He shrugged his shoulders slightly. He couldn't be angry at progress after all. 

From where he was he could partially hear his sensei talking to Amber and Selene about drawing in natural energy. "Sage mode?.." He thought to himself as he unconsciously listened. He watched his sensei summon two more familiars that he thought she heard her call Daruku and Shuurin. The two small creatures looked completely similar with the exception of color. He watched as the two pixie looking creatures sat on either of Ambers shoulders. "So they're practicing sage mode.." He thought as he dropped back into his stance and took a deep breath. He channeled the chakra into his palm once more and fired the bullet of concentrated chakra toward his temporary sensei. The bullet blew through the air and dissipated about give meters from him again. 

He twitched his eye in mild irritation once more and began to channel the chakra into his hand once more to discover what he could be doing wrong. He channeled the densely packed bullet of chakra into his palm and looked at the chakra as he formed in his tenketsu. He then widened his eyes slightly as he realized he was pushing the chakra out, not shooting it. There was a distinct difference as shooting involved a mechanism of some kind in most situations. In this one it would be his chakra. He dropped back into his stance, confident as he fired the bullet once more toward sensei, using his chakra to push it out at a high speed. 

The speed of the technique certainly increased dramatically, he almost couldn't follow it. The range however only seemed to gain another meter or so. He knitted his eyes in concentration as he thought about what his problem could be. He knelt down to his knees and began to meditate on the issue, letting his mind pick it apart piece by piece. 

The vaccum palm involved channeling a 'bullet' of chakra into his palm before firing it off into his opponent to shoot them back at a high rate of speed. He had made the bullet, and fired it correctly. So he was confused as to why he was not able to get the distance he needed. His worked to pick apart the problem as he wondered if he just needed to just practice until the range was obtained. He pictured the shape of the bullet and how it was formed in the tenktsu located in the palm of his hand. He considered how he was firing it and couldn't find any fault in any of the applications of the technique. This told him that it was in fact a matter of application. He nodded his head, eyes still closed as he reached this conclusion. He stood and dropped into his gentle fist stance, preparing to practice it again.

He channeled the chakra again and fired it, just as before. The concentrated mass of chakra unleashed and tore through the air toward it's intended target. Coming about two meters shy of the target. He sighed as he witnessed it before channeling another and firing it once more, beginning to channel the next once before the first one had finished traveling. It once again merely flew eight meters and the next one flew to meet it. This one flew a little farther, reaching nine meters before his grinned and fired another. This one again, only making it nine meters before it struck his target. He sighed and nodded his head. He would get this technique down soon, he just knew it.

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~It seems you'll only truely need to keep your concentration split two ways for a while~ Amber spoke as the two got into position. She felt at home with the power of the twins, two who had been by her side for many years. The energy felt stronger coming from them, sending pulses through her body that made the hair on the back of her neck stand on end.

~Be silent. He's new. Were this Kiru Of course the training would be significantly different however He's not quite at the level to train in the methods we usually do. Also if I accidentally break him well.... You know. I'd have to answer to the hokage.~ Once more Kira summoned an orb of scorch chakra, her sharingan activating to watch the two as they continued to draw sage mode energy and her chakra sensory keeping tabs on the attacks coming from maloren. Her concentration was split three ways, though one simply sat in waiting. It was a remarkable skill she'd picked up. As she continued her own training she would draw more and more energy into the orb, raising it's size significantly. The orb now sat at about double it's size, a full three meters wide in all directions. She was certain this was the first step in mastery over the scorch element, though the path to achieving it was less clear.

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Maloren continued firing blast after blast of compressed chakra from his palm, trying to get the range needed. "I'm probably just giving her a nice breeze..." He though as he dropped into the stance once more. He compressed the chakra again and fired it with a stronger burst of chakra than before. The technique flew from his palm like a missile and finally succeeded in landing the ten meters necessary. That would of course mean Sensei would have to dodge, but he knew full well she could. He felt himself grin in satisfaction and fired it a couple of more times from his palm to be sure and the grin widened when he realized he had gotten it down with that hand.

He was not a fool however, and began to practice the same technique with his offhand. Trying to get the chakra just right to strike the mark from this distance. He dropped into the stance once more, this time with his offhand being the firing hand, compressed the chakra, and fired. The attack tore through the air and only ended up going about five meters before it dissipated. He nodded his head in understanding. He could use it easily with his main hand, but now he had to practice with his offhand. Who knew when the ability to fire that off from either palm could come in handy. 

He cracked his neck as was his bad habit to do, and fell into the stance again. He took a deep breath to calm himself at the elation of firing a successful Vacuum Palm with his main hand. He only had the technique half down after all. He then proceeded to compress his chakra into his palm just like before, in the exact same amounts, and fired. The technique only went about six meters before dissipating. He blew up at his hair in slight irritation before thinking it through. "It would make sense that my offhand would require more chakra I suppose. After all I'm not as used to channeling chakra through it as my main one. I suppose I'll have to experiment with the amounts again." He though as he channeled more chakra to his palm and molded it. 

He fired the new blast and ended up making it go eight meters. He nodded his head at said progress before channeling far more chakra into the technique. He sighed at how much this particular blast would take as it would almost useless in battle as it would require too much time to prepare. He fired this one and obviously made it go to ten meters thanks to overabundance of chakra in it. Maybe he just wanted to make sensei dodge something again. He took a deep breath and began firing more of them at a steady pace, bringing the chakra back until he found the perfect amount. 

As he did this his thoughts reflected on the past two night. This one was still very young, but if he could make even the 128 palms his own as well. Then he would have mastered three of the clans upper level techniques in a single night. Such progress wasn't necessarily unheard of, but it was certainly rare. If he could claim the protection eight trigram sixty-four palms however he might even be considered of the rarest of prodigies. He highly doubted that would occur however, but you next knew. 

His thoughts turned toward what would happen should he learn that particular technique. He'd have to become a chunin before the clan would allow him to learn anything more. As the only thing left would be the Twin Lion Fist and that couldn't be in the hands of a mere genin. He understood this of course. It didn't take the sting out of the thought, but he understood it. He then began to think about the weaknesses of his clans techniques. It's necessity to close the distance, long range fighters could easily be the death of him if he didn't find a way to combat them. 

He turned that thought around as with his byakugan and attention for detail he realized he had brought his technique down to nine meters in distance. This meant the technique needed just a bit more chakra to reach ten. He fired it once more with the modified amount and smiled as he realized that sensei would have to dodge again. Or fire a scorch ball at the traveling ball of compressed chakra. He smiled as he knew he now just had to fine tune the technique until he could do it like it was second nature. That could only mean it was time to rapid fire the technique. 

He dropped back into the starting stance and channeled the chakra needed to both of his hands and began to fire them at a fast pace toward sensei. He would blast them again and again, instantly bringing the needed chakra to bear and firing it. Compressed missiles of air would fill the space between them and she'd feel her own senses go absolutely nuts over it he was sure. He then began to dive back into his own thoughts. 

Fighting long range opponents was always a problem for anyone in the Hyuuga Clan. The need to get in close to shut down the tenketsu was a serious flaw in their style. But he wondered if he couldn't fix that somehow. Make it so that he could handle long range opponents as easily as he could close range ones. They'd certainly be surprised, and that alone could save his life. The sheer unexpected terror of finding out he could attack them from range as well as melee could be what saves his life in future. Of course he'd need to finish the opponents off to make sure that it stayed that way, but he could cross that bridge when he came to it. 

The question would be how could he do it? He would certainly need a medium for the strikes. He turned that over in his head and figured his chakra would do well enough. After all a Hyuugas chakra control was absolutely second to none. He would simply need to form it into something small, and maneuverable. After that it was a simple matter to close a tenketsu if you could see it. It just took a precise amount of chakra, which all hyuuga basically used unconsciously when striking. He honestly wasn't sure why no one fixed this problem in the past, he wouldn't be that difficult to do. He supposed the hardest park was making whatever chakra construct he made to do it last long enough. But that was still well within the realm of doable. 

He was pulled from his thoughts though when he noticed something off about his sensei and her familiars. He blinked in confusion as he noticed an odd chakra about them. A green chakra was inside of them, instead of the normal blue. The oddest part was that the chakra had random stripes of every other color as well. This confused Maloren a fairly great deal before he turned his mind to the problem. Wondering if he could figure out what they were doing before he finished the technique and asked. He couldn't for the life of him figure out what they were doing.

One thing he could tell however was that it was obviously far above what he could pull off at this time. That alone however just made him more curious. He HAD to figure out what it was, so he considered what it could be. He bit his lip in thought before realizing it was obviously a power up. However he needed to figure out where it was coming from. He couldn't see a seal of any kind on any of them, they didn't even seem to be moving. Heck they barely seemed to be channeling chakra. This confused him more as obviously this chakra was far more powerful than anything they had available at the moment. Yet they didn't seem to be needing to do anything to obtain it. Why wouldn't they just utilize all of time if they could so easily draw it out. 

it was that very thought that stopped him short and he lapsed in his rapid firing of the Vacuum Palm. He continued where he left off as he allowed the thought to play out in his head. What if they weren't drawing the chakra out? But in? He focused his attention on them, scrutinizing every detail with his byakugan before he realized one thing. "They're not moving..and not like most people would consider not moving..but actually still as statues..." He then felt the realization hit him like a ton of bricks. "Sage jutsu?..." He asked before he recognized the color of the chakra as they color of the smoke that was produced when she summoned her familiars. "That just proved it further...Incredible.." He thought as he looked on at the chakra. It was truly a beautiful color, or colors as the case may be. He briefly wondered how they breathed while being so stock still, but quickly shook the thought out of his head. That was a silly thought, and it wasn't his business. 

He then looked down and realize he had been firing Vaccum Palms nearly non stop for the entire duration of the time he had been lost in his own thoughts. His eyes widened as he realized his chakra levels were getting dangerously low. He stopped firing them abruptly, and realized that he was breathing hard. He looked down at his hands and fired another Vacuum Palm. This one traveled the ten meters easily and he smiled as he realized he hadn't even needed to think about the amount of chakra he was using before firing it. He had finally made the technique his own. He could easily take a small break to recover his chakra before starting the 128 palms. 

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 This is the trained jutsu, will claim all at once when thread is over.

At eight meters Kira felt the edge of her cloak ruffle, the boy's attack getting into range of her slowly. for plot convenience and because I'm lazy Amber and selene if they were summoned would simply disappear, their connection to the fae allowing their summons to pull them from the real world back to their side. yay for new living clone rules. Thankfully they'd trained what was needed. Kira turned her attention to the boy as she felt another puff of air brush her cloak, noticing just in time to pull back, the ranged attack barelly pushing against her armor. She was thankful that she'd been wearing the faewild plate who's constitution remained unwavering in response to the attack. Now came the fun. She formed another set of seals, her speed easilly allowing her to move to the left of the blast that would reach just close enough to have done damage were she actually in the way.

Above them would be heard the crackling of thunder as Kira's jutsu took effect, a heavy rain begining nearly immediately. The suiton felt good against her skin, even as it chilled through her flesh and into her bones. It felt powerful. The ground would quickly become saturated as Kira pushed upward on her hands, allowing the cloak of color course change to flow across her body because i'm a derp and didnt change elements until now so amber used rain tiger at will before she left cuz im too lazy to edit.

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Maloren at his senseis personality as she made it rain. All this really did was force everything to be more dramatic. But he merely shrugged and moved on, he could train in the rain. It wasn't the first time he had after all. He walked over to his sensei and cracked his neck as his rain soaked clothing clung to his skin and his hair lost their spiky quality. He let out a small shiver at the chill the rain brought before looking his sensei in the eye. 

"I've finished Vacuum Palm sensei. I think I'll work on the 128 palm next. How do you think I should practice this one?" He asked knowing already she'd probably tell him to practice it on her with no chakra. A live target was better after all, as you could get used to how people could possibly move with the technique. He only had a couple more techniques to learn before he'd have to cobble together a team to become chunin with. This of course annoyed him, but he'd deal with it when the time came.


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Internally she had terrifying flash backs to her youth, remembering the days when the hyuuga genin would work on advanced hyuuga techniques. She only knew about the basics of the techniques of course because the plus to having a girl of their clan who did not possess the ability to use their Gentle fist style meant they always had a living breathing training dummy. In hindsight she realized of course that this was most likely the reason she'd gained the intense skill in taijutsu that she'd proven to the boy earlier. She could feel the rain pouring down around them, it's ability granting her incredible strength in sensory. she could feel the slightest shift in the borders solely by concentrating, from a tiny frog twenty meters away hopping through the grass to the rhythmic rise and fall of her student's chest.

The seals came with little need of concentration as she performed a jutsu that she was too used to twice. IN two puffs of smoke the drakes would form, each above one of her shoulders, though a quick shift set them beneath her cloak in a safe place. Her eyes closed for a moment as the boy spoke, her concentration on the power Su and des could grant her. it was time to go sage mode.

"I suppose we'll have to do it the way it was done in my youth. Dont use the gentle fist style itself. You can strike at me in the way you would generally, touching the Tenkaitsu points needed. If needed I'll try to assist in shifting your placement. Thankfully I have a jutsu that should be practiced easily while you do what you need. " She'd been told by four members of the court who'd come out to offer assistance of a powerful skill she could use in battle. Senjutsu enhanced suiton as the plan she'd been offered, though the high court could only give the basics. Now it was time to see if this plan was as viable as she'd thought.

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He nodded his head at her words, knowing she wanted him to practice the 128 strikes without using chakra. He could honestly understand that particular sentiment. Why forcefully have your chakra closed over and over again for just training purposes if you don't need to? He worked his shoulders a bit, his bare shoulders cold against the chill of the rain. This didn't really bother him as the weather never really did. He cracked his neck once more before dropping into the stance, a modified 64 strike stance. "Let's get started then sensei." He said simply as he began moving toward her, aiming the first two strikes as he did so. "Two strikes!" He'd call out as he struck toward a couple of tenketsu without chakra. "Four strikes!" He'd call after those two strikes to try and continue the momentum. He was calling them out for counting sake at this point. It wouldn't do to not actually perform the technique because he screwed up counting now would it?

"Eight Strikes!" He'd call as he'd aim the next four strikes to try to 'close' her tenketsu not that he could actually do that without the strikes having chakra. "Sixteen Strikes!" He called as he aimed the next Eight. He'd mess up on this part though, accidentally sliding on the slick grass and screwing up the technique. He slid, only just managing to avoid doing the spits. His eyebrow twitched slightly at the rain and sighed before standing and dropping down into the stance once more. After all, she couldn't critique what he hadn't screwed up in the first place right?

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The first two strikes went off perfectly. Naturally this was expected. The base for one hundred and twenty eight palms was of course sixety four palms and as such she hoped she wouldn't need to correct him on the first half of the technique. She figured after giving him a full time through she'd stop him half way and have him only perform the second half of the technique. The primary run through was incredibly important in getting a feel for your thoughts on the technique. Then you break down the points that need work and polish them to a point of understanding before putting it all together again. Even as he hit the strikes, perfectly hitting the first second and third round, she considered the world around her, feeling the connection to the fae activate fully and give her access to her most powerful technique. She could feel fantom pains from her childhood, every chakra point would burn intensely, even as they were only lightly touched.

At the fourteenth strike her eyes would flash a bright green for a moment, signaling the entrance to her incomplete sage mode. The shift was near instant this time, her height growing in a way that would make his strikes not quite hit the mark. Terrifyingly quick hands shfted with two fingers out, catching his attack at the juncture between his fingers and fist to shift it upward to the correct point. Of course she knew them. She just had to follow the burning. While they trained the suiton continued to fill the forrest, creating large puddles that splashed up around them as they practiced. From her root chakra Powerful nature infused chakra began to flow, the area directly around them having an odd effect. As her feet shifted to follow the turn of his strikes, keeping his attacks just far enough away to make connection without harming his hands on her armor, A small wave of suiton would begin to form.

The water occumulating from rain tiger at will seemed to cling to her feet, its edges begining to turn a bright white color against the dark muddy earth. As she actually began to work through the abilities of her technique, and while fueled by incomplete sage mode, she'd split her focus, keeping her mind tasked on the one hundred and twenty eight palms and Senjutsu respectfully.

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He reformed his stance, his byakuan eyes burning through the rain as he targeted her tenketsu. He found it mildly interesting that the water seemed to cling to her feet, and the colorful green chakra from before seemed to saturate the air around them as she flowed her chakra around them. He found it to be a rather beautiful scene. This however was not on the forefront of his mind, this was merely in the back of his head, a small curiosity as he moved through the technique once more. "Two strikes!" He called as he struck at her two times without the chakra, beginning his technique. 

"Four Strikes!" He'd call as he struck out an additional two times. He used chakra in his feet to keep his feet from slipping on the grass this time. He'd forgotten to before, and mistakes like that could get him killed out there in the shinobi world. "Eight Strikes!" He'd call as he shifted his stance to accommodate the angle of the strikes. "Sixteen Strikes!" He'd cry as he aimed the assault at another eight tenketsu. It would do little good when chakra wasn't involved, but that was the point. "Thirty-Two Strikes!" He'd call out as he struck at her another sixteen times. In one more set he'd complete the sixty-four strikes. The next one would be where it really mattered, he'd have to perform another sixty-four strikes in a single set. 

"Sixty-Four Strikes!" He'd call as he flew through the final set of the sixty four strikes technique, his hands would be a blur to most genin, but he knew she could see them as if they were barely moving at all. This was it however, this was where the technique would either work or fail miserably. He'd never practiced doing sixty-four strikes in a single set before, but he'd have to learn now. He moved through the next set like a high speed blur, aiming for tenketsu after tenketsu before it happened. After eighteen strikes in, he stance got in his way too much and he had to take a knee. He blew a breath up in annoyance at the situation before he got up and stood straight before her. He figured she'd have something to say about it. 

He observed his surroundings with his byakugan, one of the advantages of having a 360 degree field of vision was that he didn't even need to break her eye contact to do so. The rain made large puddles in the area, and it didn't seem to be letting up anytime soon. He found it odd how a simple jutsu from one of her familiars could make it rain for so long. Most shinobi could not have pulled that off so easily. A flash of lightning streamed through the sky, and a crack of thunder soon followed it. He smiled softly at the rain storm that had been called upon. He liked this weather, it didn't sap his strength like the oppressive heat could, and it certainly didn't have a way to kill him as easily as the cold could. 

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It would be important to say that the boy's byakugan would most likely not survive terribly long within Kira's rain. The first two strikes would be quite a bit off as Malo's vision would be lit up light a christmas tree, something that i'd completely forgotten to point out until right now. The water, while nice feeling on their skin was saturated with her chakra, making the area glow brightly to any in the area almost as looking into the sun. With her two finger extended stance she'd catch his strikes,alloiwng him to get used to the effects of her enhanced suiton. Strikes four through eleven would hit her lightly at exactly the point she expected, though the twelvth strike was off from the tenkaitsu he'd aimed at. She would subtly fix his placement once more, keeping her dual concentration on his movement to ensure he continued strongly.

Through the power of her Sagemode chakra she'd call out the the suiton that pooled about her feet, drawing it up and over her boots. The white water seemed to tip itself like to tiny knives as it began it's slow crawl up her body, drawing on more and more of her fae enhanced chakra to work through the effect she needed. Form their hidden possitions the twin drakes continued to allow a slow trickle of the powerful energy used to support Kira's incomplete sagemode. The two wings were curled tightly against her back as she felt the constant stream of power, using it's effects to enhance her suiton. Further and further the power of the white water began to creep, almost reaching the edge of Maloren's feet as she worked through the effects of her jutsu.

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