Blood Boils Hot [Solo Training]

There was something wrong with Tsuki's power. She was strong, but not as strong as she wanted to be. When she used a training bag, it only moved from her punches and kicks as though they were soft pillows that it could bounce from. There was no power to her attacks, which made her feel a little angry. 


Many had argued that it was because she was just a kid. Her older brother, Mao, had incredible power because he was older, therefore stronger. However, Tsuki refused to accept this reason. Such things like being smaller, younger or a girl was useless nonsense in her ears. If she wanted to be stronger, she would break the mold that said a 14 year old girl couldn't deliver a devastating kick, and deliver a devastating kick.
 
The problem now was figuring out how to raise her strength.
 
"Training weights!" she said as she thought to herself. If she took training weights and placed them on her body, then maybe her strength would increase over time. There were a set of weights in her father's training room; special types that could latch onto your arms and legs if you wanted. They were pretty great if for training while doing ordinary activities. All you needed to do was put them on, and such trivial things as cooking would be a challenge.
 
There was only one problem Tsuki had with the weights, the minimum pounds she could use were at 300. There was literally nothing else she could start with. The maximum weight she could lift on her own was at least 100 lbs, but even THAT was a struggle for her. To place that much weight on her body every day was near suicidal... But a challenge, and Tsuki loved challenges.
 
When she first picked up the first special weight, she struggled just to lift it. 300 pounds was not something to play with. She could feel her muscles strain just to pull them on. However, that did not deter her. She started by placing the weights on her legs. When she managed to get that done, she moved to her arms.
 
The very minute she attached one of those weights to her triceps, her entire body became unbalanced. She fell over, and she found herself unable to give up.
 
There she stayed for the remainder of the day until one of her brothers found her. They argued for a while about how crazy she was for doing this, placing several hundred weights on her back and stressing her body, but she refused to give in. Yeah she was little, but she wasn't going to let her size determine her strength. 


Eventually, her brother gave in and helped Tsuki put on the last brace. Although, he warned her that if she died, it wasn't his fault.
 

She agreed, but then asked one more favor before he left, and that was if he could help her get back to her bed so she could sleep. Her brother stood there for a moment, looked at her with a devious smile and left her. All he could hear from her as he abandoned her were curse words being shouted over and over again.

Thus began her training. Every day was like hell on earth for her with those weights. When she woke up in the morning, she could not move as her body would not let her with those weights. All she could do was strain herself just to get out of her bed. For some reason, the weights on her legs seemed less heavy, so she could always stand properly, but walking was an entirely different matter. If she lifted her leg, that was all before she toppled over from the struggle. 

Each day was as hellish as the last, and Tsuki thought that she would never get used to it.
 
After a week of wearing those insanely heavy weights, Tsuki had to take them off. Immediately, though, she noticed something very weird. Since the weights went off she felt lighter and stronger. one hundred pounds were no longer a struggle for her, since she carried three hundred for so long. Those weights actually helped her.
 
To test her new strength, Tsuki went back to that bag. It hurt her muscles to throw punches and kicks, mostly because of the hell she went through with the weights, but she saw progress in every hit she threw. 

What she discovered from doing this was that her heaviest attacks were her kicks. For some reason, when she kicked the bag, it bounced further back, and she created loud bangs akin to the sound of bullets, which was way different than her punches. It made her believe that her kicks were the most devastating part about her.
 
To test this out, Tsuki gathered a bunch of stone plates from the ocean beside her. She made sure that each stone was flat and large enough to be easily broken, then she stacked them. 

In total, she gathered twelve stone plates and propped them up with rocks. She had seen her father train by chopping rocks like these with his bare hands. She tried it once when she was younger, but she ended up breaking her fingers. It was a very painful month of recovery for her.
 
However, this time she would be using her feet, so there was a less likely chance of her breaking herself. She knew that her foot was strong, and that, as a martial artist, she was strong. She was far past that little girl who hurt herself from just practicing one thing. She was a genin now, which meant she was better than the weakling she was before.
 
This time, she would succeed.
 
At first, she gathered herself by taking in deep breaths. This was mostly how she controlled her chakra as well. All she needed to do was inhale and exhale, and she would exert an impressive amount of command for her power. 

This was why concentration for her was important. However, she couldn't help feeling like this would be a pain for her during battle. If she concentrated too much, her opponent might get the better of her and she might die. She never worried about it, though, because she believed in her prowess and battle skills.
 
After she readied herself with her breathing, Tsuki stepped back and prepared. 

She lifted her left leg up, so high that it passed her head, then slammed it down. Her heel met the rocks with a thunderous clash. She broke apart at least ten plates, with two still remaining. 

To he ears, the cracks of the plates brought pleasure. Hearing something break apart by the power she attained was ecstatic. If only she could break someone's bones with this power, she would feel pleasure for an eternity.

While it did feel good to slam into those plates, Tsuki did cause a little pain to herself. Although her body was stronger, it seemed that her tolerance for harm didn't grow, and she had bruised her leg greatly as a result. She was forced to limp back to her father for advise on this.
 
The man told her to keep doing what she did before, and eventually she will learn to accept the pain. And so she did. 

Knowing that the weights actually worked, she went back to the leg braces and arm braces. Even though she could not walk properly, run properly or, at the very least, stand properly, she kept her spirits high and continued her training.
 
However, it took a while before Tsuki stopped struggling. 

One morning when she woke up, she discovered that she could finally stand without the strenuous need to use her muscles. She was completely fine to walk on her own. She didn't need to call on her brothers to help her to the breakfast table anymore, or crawl her way to the restroom. She could finally carry the weights on her back.
 
There was nothing but happiness inside her for knowing that her body was completely okay with three hundred pounds. It was such a large weight that it put one hundred pounds to shame. She couldn't imagine a time when she was weaker.
 
With her weights, she continued her training. She ran, worked out and did everything possible with them. The more she carried them, the stronger she got. 

Eventually, she could jump trees and run twice as fast as her old speed. Normal ninja activities to her were nothing. Tsuki had become so strong that three hundred pounds suddenly weren't enough for her. She wanted more to gain more strength. Thus, she added three hundred more pounds to her braces to have a total of six hundred to carry.
 
Within a month of this training, Tsuki had become both faster and stronger than before, and her progress had shown in her taijutsu skills. When her brothers punched her, it still hurt, but not as much as her punch hurt them when she hit back. Her power improved exponentially, and she absolutely loved it.
 
Once again, she went back to that beach and gathered as many stone plates as she could. There were quite a few lying around, which was plentiful for her to practice her power.
 
She started by doing what she did last time, stacking twelve plates together and propping them with some rocks. This time, before she did anything, she stretched to limber up her limbs. All that time she spent carrying weights had made her stiff, so it was good for her to do this to get her blood pumping again. Afterwards, she jumped from one leg to the other, preparing herself.

Finally, she took in a few deep breaths.
 
When she was ready, she lifted her leg high in the air. When she brought it back down, more than a thunderous crack could be heard this time. It was like the world had split apart under the weight of her foot. The ground opened up, and pieces of the stone plates began to fly high in the air from the force. The earth beneath her feet ripped backwards, as if afraid of her might, and all that were left were dirt and tiny pieces of gravel. Unknowingly, Tsuki had created a small crater with just one drop of her foot.
 
A mischievous smile crept on her face as she realized the type of power she just exerted. All those months of pulling around those damn weights had resulted in this. 


She was happier before at just being able to carry three hundred weights around. However, now she had new reasons to be happy. Now if she wanted, she could smash down and break a person's BONE! It was marvelous!
 
She just had to try this power out again. However, all the plates she collected had been destroyed by her last attack. She needed something new; something that was tougher to break or destroy. She needed something so big and hard that her leg would likely be sprained for days after attacking it.
 
That was when her eyes found a large boulder not far away. It stood taller than her and had a wide bulk to it. Its size was so massive that Tsuki was sure she couldn't pick it up. Staring at it, a wide grin came on her face. 


Maybe she couldn't pick it up, but she could definitely smash it to pieces.
 
Once again, she took deep breaths. When she found herself ready, she jumped up high in the air. With her new strength she reached an incredible height. In fact, she leaped so far that it seemed like she could reach the clouds if she stretched up a little more. However, her goal wasn't the sky, but the ground below her.
 
Sitting there and waiting to be destroyed was her target, the large boulder. Once her eyes spotted it, she made her descent. Tsuki flipped her body in mid air, forcing herself to gain speed while she fell. The power behind her kick increased the more she spun above ground. Eventually, she did meet the boulder. Stretching her leg out, she sent it crashing with the top of the rock, and it immediately cracked, then exploded, upon contact.


WC:2,046

After she performed that powerful kick, Tsuki passed out. It was the shock of pain that got to her. Since she couldn't stand it anymore, her body forced her to sleep so it could properly recover. She didn't remember when she went back home, or when she laid herself in her bed, but by the time she came to consciousness, it was early in the morning.
 
She rose from her bed, and placed her feet on the ground. When she tried to stand, she felt so much pain in her left leg that she had to immediately sit back down.
 
"Owie," she released, groaning to herself at the suffering she was going through. She knew that trying to break that large rock would lead to trouble for her body, but she tried anyways. And look at what happened; she got incredibly hurt.
 
There was also this incredibly large headache that came from her head. She rubbed the back of it, and discovered that she had a large bump. Most likely, she had gotten it form hitting her head on the ground when she passed out.
 
"I'm a complete mess," she muttered under her breath.
 
"That you are," went the voice of her father. Tsuki jumped in surprise at the sound. He stood over her at her door, leaning against the frame with an amused smile of his. When she first met her father, she thought that his smile was disgusting. However, the more she spent time with him, the more she found herself craving that smile. This must've been the way he charmed her mother.
 
"You startled me," Tsuki said. "Do more of that and I will have to put a bell on you."
 
The man released a chuckle. "I've been noting your training," he said, stepping from the door and walking into the room. "And I have to say... It's been pretty reckless." 


Tsuki rolled her eyes in response, and her father released another chuckle. "I'd expect that, considering who birthed you; but I cannot have you harm yourself before the Blood Games."
 
She looked at him with a scowl. Was he really trying to make her believe that he actually cared for her? He left her before she was even born, and only returned to kidnap her and make himself a legacy. Tsuki couldn't believe that he actually gave a rats ass for her even if he tried.
 
"So what are you going to do, train me yourself?" she said with a bit more of an attitude than she intended.
 
Instead of being angry with her disrespect, the man simply nodded. "Why, yes I will," he said. "And I'll make sure you train the right way."
 
There was something about the man's voice that made her feel relieved in his words. She couldn't understand why, but there were times when she wanted to rely on her father. Maybe it was because of his strength? It definitely wasn't because he had charm and knew his way with words. If Tsuki ever liked him for those traits, she would commit seppuku.
 
"We will start early in the morning tomorrow," he said, then turned around to leave Tsuki's room.
 
"Wait!" she demanded before he left. Her father stopped right at the door, patiently waiting. Tsuki tried to talk, but she couldn't get the words out for what she wanted to say. Even if she wanted to, she couldn't say these words to save her life. Even still, she tried.
 
"Th.... Tha.... Th- thank you... For bringing me home..." she finally said, and suddenly she could feel her cheeks get very hot.
 
The man said nothing, just released a chuckle, and left.
 
The next day, Tsuki's leg felt a little better. It still harmed her when she walked, but she could at least walk on it. She rose from her bed early, then limped her way down the stairs. In the dinning room, her father was at the table. He was eating some eggs and bacon with toast. The moment he saw her, he motioned her to sit next to him. Begrudgingly, she limped over and sat in the next seat.
 
"I hope you are ready for today," he said to her as he poured her a cup of orange juice. For a moment, Tsuki said nothing, but drunk the juice, refilling her throat.
 
"I am always ready," she finally said when she was done drinking, then placed her cup to the side. "So, what are you going to teach me first?"
 
The man held out two fingers together from his right hand; his middle finger and his index finger. Tsuki couldn't tell what he was doing, but stared on in wonderment. His fingers then began to create tiny sparks, then suddenly became shrouded in chakra.
 
"This-" her father started to say, "is a tenketsu needle. It is used by our clan to strike tenketsu points. If we successfully hit someone's tenketsu with this technique we are able to effectively close off a person's chakra passage."
 
Before he said anymore, he drunk from his cup. From the smell, Tsuki could tell that he was drinking coffee, a far more disgusting substance than orange juice. She couldn't stand that stuff.
 
"I want you to form a tenketsu needle," her father continued. "All you have to do is hold up your fingers like so and push chakra out of your tenketsu points. If you can keep the chakra going, then you have mastered the technique."
 
Tsuki looked at him for a bit, questioning if the task was going to be easy. From the way her father talked, it was as though this ability was going to be a walk in the park. She didn't know much about the gentle fist techniques, but she knew that every single one of them were never a walk in the park for her. She had to devote herself to learning before she could successfully perform a single technique.
 
"... Okay," she said with less confidence than she normally had. She was as sure as ever that she would fail on her first try, but she was never the one to turn down a challenge.
 
Like her father did, Tsuki held up two fingers. She closed her eyes, concentrating deeply on her chakra. There were two tenketsu points in her fingers that she focused on, and she streamed chakra through those certain points. After focusing hard enough, a bit of blue energy began flowing out of her fingers.
 
She focused harder, trying to get that chakra to flow out more. After giving a little more strength to her push, the chakra began streaming out. It engulfed her fingers, the same as her father's did, and danced almost like flames.
 
Tsuki stared at her hand with disbelief, then looked at her father, who gave her back stoney eyes.
 
"Congratulations. You just learned Tenketsu Needle," he said.


WC: 1,145

After a week passed, Tsuki's leg gradually got better. By the time the 8th day hit, she was easily able to bounce up and down on it. She was happy that she healed quickly. If she had to wait a month to train again, she would be very pissed. With the Blood Games right around the corner, she needed to prepare herself, and staying in bed all day and practicing Tenketsu would not help her.
 
So, she started her day by training her leg. She walked down to the training room and grabbed a jump rope. While it was still early in the morning, she skipped rope for 3 minutes. Her sweat covered her entire body from head to toe when she was done, and she was breathless as well, but her leg never felt any better.
 
When she got on her last six hundredth jump, she stopped to drink some water. Her father walked in the room immediately afterwards, clapping his hands as if giving her praise.
 
"I see your leg got better," he noted. Tsuki did not respond or pay him any attention, so he continued to speak. "It's probably good enough to start your next training."
 
Now he caught her attention, and she looked his way with a raised brow. Tsuki was always one to learn a new technique, and was the most excited when her father gave her one to use. She enjoyed performing the gentle fist, and any technique from the gentle fist was well worth learning to her.
 
"This one is going to be a defensive technique," he told her. Her father then walked to the middle of the room, and cleared it of all the training material. He picked a large mat from off the closet, then laid it down on the floor. Tsuki recognized that mat as the battle mat they used when they wanted to go one on one with each other. Did that mean she was about to fight his father?
 
"Tsuki, come here," he told her, motioning her his way.
 
She dropped the jump rope and water at her feet, then stepped forward. The mat felt soft beneath her, as though she was stepping on freshly warmed pillows. She took a moment getting used to this wonderful sensation before stepping up to her father.
 
"Now, the technique I am about to show you is called the Front Kick. It is apart of the gentle step. You use this when you want to get some distance from your opponent."
 
Tsuki tilted her head at her father and folded her arms. She couldn't imagine any point in time when she wanted to gain distance from someone. Her main fighting style was getting in close, then staying close to deal some damage.
 
"Let me show you," her father said. He dropped down to his jyuken stance and Tsuki instinctively did the same. What happened next was something she did not expect. He extended his right leg to Tsuki in a swift motion, then pushed into her gut. She could feel chakra expel from her father's foot and buried it into her. It was a terrible, gut wrenching pain she was given, and it forced her off her feet. She was sent flying back and crashed into the wall.
 
Tsuki released a small yell of pain as she felt her stomach try to recover from that attack. She held her gut tightly and dropped to her knees. When she couldn't stand it anymore, she leaned over to the side and coughed up spit and a little blood.
 
Seeing the red liquid drip from her mouth surprised Tsuki the most, and she looked back at her father with hatred.
 
Mao Sr looked at her apologetically. "Sorry," he said. "I did that to teach you how powerful it can be. It's not just an attack that gains distance, it also gives severe damage to enemies if you add your chakra."
 
Tsuki was out of breath. She tried taking in as much air as she could, but even that was difficult. It was as though the entire wind had been knocked out of her, and she had to desperately pull back in as much as she could.
 
"If you cannot handle this, we can stop here," her father said. A part of her wanted to stop right now and give up. Just form taking this attack, sitting in her bed and practicing tenketsu needle sounded more inviting now. But Tsuki knew that she couldn't do that. It was the weak side of her that wanted to quit, but she was not weak!
 
After she could properly breathe, Tsuki wordlessly stood up and stepped back on the mat. She dropped down to her gentle fist stance and gave her father determined eyes. He smiled at the sight of her.
 
For a moment, all that could be heard was Tsuki's influx of breaths. She didn't do anything, and her father didn't say anything. They both waited for one to move to the other. When Tsuki felt that her father would not go first, she moved instead. She ran straight to him and extended her left leg. Her plans were to stomp her feet right into her old man's got, making him feel the same pain she felt. However, that did not go as planned.
 
Instead, her father dropped to the ground like a speeding rag doll, then swiped his feet through Tsuki's right leg. With incredible swiftness, Tsuki had been knocked off her feet and sent crashing to the ground.
 
She fell with a large thud, but immediately recovered. Her father stood up straight and prepared to deliver a palm straight to her chest. However, before he could, Tsuki activated her byakugan and shoved her leg right into her father's gut. Using the ground as leverage, Tsuki pushed, extending her chakra from her body and directing it into his stomach.
 
The large man's feet briefly lifted from the ground, and he walked back a little while holding his gut. Tsuki rose to her feet, and her old man began chuckling.
 
"Congratulations, you successfully performed the front kick technique," he told her. "Memorize that feeling you just felt. That is called instinct, and it will help you out greatly in the future."
 
Tsuki remained quiet and looked at her feet. So far, everything she did against this man was complete instinctual. She instinctively awakened her byakugan and instinctually front kicked him. When she tried to do things that were planned, she failed at her attempt. Did that mean she was better off going on instinct than thinking?
 
"Now, let us continue," her old man said. He dropped back to a gentle fist stance. This time, however, he called upon his byakugan too. This immediately alerted Tsuki, and she dropped to her stance as well. What followed next was what Tsuki would claim to have experienced throughout her entire time training with her father: pure hell.
 
He came after her like he intended to kill her. Each time he tried to strike her, she had to quickly dodge to the side or run away. However, his attacks were so fast that she could barely keep up, even with her byakugan. Eventually, he got a hit on her, and she was sent flying back from the sheer pressure of the attack. When she stood up again, he continued his assault, not allowing her a single room to breath.
 
Eventually, she got tired of this and attempted to do the front kick once again. To her success, the kick connected, and her father backed away after she pushed her chakra into him. However, he only backed away for a bit, and continued immediately afterwards.
 

Even when she was learning the 64 palms, she did not push herself as hard as her father pushed her. When the training was over, she fell to the ground out of exhaustion, and slept there for the rest of the night.


WC: 1,325

The following day, Mao Sr called Tsuki out for more training. This time, instead of of training in the training room, Tsuki was called into the forest behind their house. Her father had told her early in the morning to find him during midday. She didn't know where he wanted her to go; so when the time came, she wandered into the forest without a single idea of where she was going.
 
Luckily for her, there was something she could use to guide her.
 
Tsuki created the tiger hand sign, then awakened her true power. "Byakugan," she said as her strength came to life. Her brown eyes turned completely white, and the entire world became opened to her.
 
After stretching her sight as far as she could, past all the trees in the vicinity, she spotted her father, sitting cross legged near a river and meditating.
 
"There you are," she said under her breath, then made her way over. It didn't take her long to get to her father. For a minute, she thought about being silent and startling Mao Sr, but it didn't seem like a good idea. 


Firstly, Mao Sr's awareness was impressively sharp. With just his ears alone, he could pick up a squirrel banging a nut against a tree from a mile away. The last time she tried to sneak up on him, he called her name before she could even get close. Secondly, something in Tsuki's head told her that sneaking up to a deadly man she couldn't beat was a quick way to dig her own grave.
 
So, Tsuki walked forward without trying to hide her presence. She stood a few meters from her father, but he didn't react to her. She waited for him to say something, but after three seconds of standing, she couldn't wait anymore.
 
"Did you want me for something?" she asked again with that attitude of hers. Her father responded, but he did not move from his position or even look at her.
 
"What jyuken style techniques do you know by now?" he asked her.
 
Tsuki had to think for a bit. "Palm Bottom, 64 Palms, Front Kick and Tenketsu," she responded.
 
Mao Sr didn't say anything at first, just gave a deep breath. "So you only know one defensive technique?"
 
"I haven't really been given any other defensive techniques to learn!" she fired back.
 
Mao Sr paused. "I suppose so... It is time I teach you something new." He stood up, and Tsuki moved back as if he was going to strike her. After having him kick her ass yesterday, she wasn't really prepared for any more beatings. However, she wouldn't back down from a challenge. If her father wanted to go at it again, she would accept it and take her beating proudly.
 
"Take a step back," he said.
 
Tsuki stared at him confusedly, but did as he asked. After moving a few meters back, she watched him carefully.
 
"This is called the Palms Revolving Heaven." Mao Sr took in a deep breath, then began to spin. From his body, chakra extended into a circle around him. As he spun, the energy began spinning with him, but at a faster rate. The more he moved, the greater the speed and power behind the chakra was.
 
When he suddenly came to a stop, the chakra around him dispersed, but evidence of its use was as clear as day. The wind still blew hard from when her father was performing the technique, and the rocks below her had created a deep circle around him, with a small crater made inside.
 
Tsuki was incredibly impressed with the technique. She remembered how her father performed it once for her and how she felt just as amazed that day as she felt now. This demonstration of power was what led her to wanting to go with her father and become stronger long ago.
 
"Did you see how I performed this technique?" Mao Sr asked. Tsuki was too caught up in marveling it that she didn't really pay much attention. So, all she could give was a meek shake of her head.
 
Her father sighed at that, seeming almost disappointed. "Let me explain it, then," he said. "Like I said, what I performed is called the Palms Revolving Heaven. It is a defensive technique that encases you in a spinning chakra ball. It is mostly used to protect you from harm, as well as push away anything that is dangerous."
 
Mao Sr stopped to see if Tsuki was paying attention. When she gave an affirmative nod, he continued. "This technique has three parts to it that you must master. The first is expanding your chakra and forming it into a ball around you. It should at least stretch up to 2 meters all around you. The second is to harden the chakra. You must make it so tough that nothing can get within it, like a large barrier. And finally, the third is to make it spin. Once it spins, anything that touches your chakra barrier will immediately break or bounce off. If it is a human being, they will very likely hurt themselves and ricochet off of you. The third part is easily done if you spin with it, but if you master it then you will be able to perform it without the spin."
 
Mao Sr stared at Tsuki for a bit more, waiting for her to give confirmation. She heard every word he said and understood him, but began questioning herself immediately when he finished. 


She had done chakra controlling techniques in the past before, and even picked up tenketsu needles easily, but could she possibly control her chakra in such an advanced way? All of this sounded extremely tough, but the thought of attaining power gave her confidence.
 
"Okay..." Tsuki said. "I will learn this technique."
 
Her father gave Tsuki a charming smile, then began to walk away.
 
"I will give you from now to learn the Palm Revolving Heaven," he told her. "You will not be allowed to enter the house until you show me that you can use it."
 
To this, Tsuki stared back at her father with disbelief. He was going to shut her out of the house until she got it down? That was insane! Her cozy bed and her nice bath... She'd go crazy without any of them! There was also the problem of food.
 
"And how will I eat!" Tsuki screamed out, but her father didn't look back.
 
"You have the byakugan and hands," he told her. "Fish out the food using those."
 
"And what about fire, and a place to sleep!" she shouted. All the man did was laugh.
 
"You'll figure something out," he said, then disappeared into the forest. 


Tsuki gave out a disgruntled groan, then picked up a rock and tossed it in her father's direction, hoping that it would hit him. Sadly, it hit the top of a tree and got stuck there, which made her even angrier. There was no one she hated more than that man. 


Unfortunately, she couldn't go against his demands. If he wanted to, he could do worse than kill her; he could make her feel insufferable pain. So, it appeared that she would spend the rest of her day trying to perform this damn technique.
 
Begrudgingly, she sat with her legs crossed and started focusing. She remembered the steps her father gave her. 


Step 1: pull her chakra out. She had to at least expand it to 2 meters. Step 2: harden her chakra. It had to be so tough that nothing could break through it, like a hard, unbreakable barrier. Step 3: make the harden chakra spin. Apparently, if she spun on her heels then it would help with her spinning. Sounded easy, but was probably the toughest thing to do.
 
First, she tried step one. She began meditating, and as she did she tried desperately to push her chakra out. The last time she tried this, it was with her tenketsu needle. She had gotten it immediately on her first try, but that was only because it was easier. 


Firstly, the tenketsu needle was small enough to cover two fingers. What her father wanted her to do was cover her entire body. Secondly, she only had to expand it an inch from her feet, whereas this technique required her to push it 2-freaking meters from where she stood. That sounded like something only someone with exceptional chakra control could do. 


At most, Tsuki was average when it came to chakra control. Sometimes she would be exceptional with the surface walking technique and the tenketsu needle, and at other times she would do poorly, like when she first tried the substitution technique. One day was definitely not going to be enough for Tsuki to learn this technique. Unfortunately, if she didn't learn this soon, she didn't know if she would survive enough to even see the Blood Games.
 
She took in a deep breath, then released. Tsuki did this a numerous amount of times while humming. For some weird reason, she found that humming helped her out. It kept her calm while she tried the toughest thing she probably ever had to do in her life.
 
After focusing a little, Tsuki began expanding her chakra. Blue flames streamed from her pores, where her tenketsu lied. The aura bounded in the air, illuminating the area around her with its might. 


It was tough for her to even drag her chakra out. She didn't imagine that she could let alone mold it into a circle. Even still, she tried. She forced the chakra that resembled a dancing flame into a different shape. 


At first, only a little bit of her chakra transformed. It slowly soared into the air, 5 inches away from her. Sluggishly, it molded into a tiny, pathetic dome that scattered around her body. The minute it reached further enough to touch the ground, Tsuki gave in and released her concentration.
 
The chakra around her dispersed, vanishing into nothing. Afterwards, she felt completing drain. She didn't realize that she had stopped her breathing, not until she stopped and found herself breathless. 


There was something about chakra control that was just incredibly tough, and there was also the problem that it drained her afterwards. Tsuki felt completely sore from yesterday's training, and her energy was ridiculously low. At this point, Tsuki thought that her father was trying to kill her.
 
She laid down for a little while, but not for long. Eventually, her stomach began to growl, and the hunger got to her. She turned her head to the running water on her side. It flowed in one direction, with fish every so often passing by. She knew that a waterfall rested near by. It was not that far from where she was, and fish every so often dropped down to swim with their school. If she followed where the water rushed from the river, she would likely get to the fall. If she went there, her chances of getting fish were far more greater.
 
"Alright, let's go there," she told herself. Standing up, Tsuki began walking up the river. It took her a while to reach the fall, and by the time she finally made it, it was already dawn. 


He stomach growled ferociously from the walk, and she was more than ready to pass out like yesterday. Unfortunately, out here where wolves and bears ran free, it was a bad idea to go unconscious.
 
"Let's see how many fish there are," she said while taking off her clothing. Yeah it was dark, and fishing with her bare hands would be a struggle, but she had one solid advantage: the byakugan. She could use that to get the fish. With her very advantageous dojutsu, even the darkness and murkiness of the water wasn't a problem for her.
 
She focused her chakra, then awakened her eyes. When she found herself ready, she took in a deep breath and dived into the water completely naked. The pond to her skin was completely freezing, and she thought for a second that she was going to turn to ice. However, she continued swimming down, otherwise she would starve tonight.
 
With her byakugan, she could see all the fish that swam. However, seeing wasn't the hard estpart about fishing. It was catching the fish that would be a struggle. After swimming for at least half an hour, going up to collect air and then going back down, Tsuki was only able to collect just one fish. Although, it was a very big fish, which was pretty lucky for her.
 
When she emerged from the water, she immediately felt like she was going to freeze to death again, this time from the cold air. She needed to find some warmth fast! Thankfully, her mother had taught her long ago how to create a campfire if she was ever lost in the woods.
 
After gathering the appropriate materials, she made her fire and huddled near it. She used the flames to heat the fish, and when she was ready, she ate it. While she did, she tried to creating her chakra sphere again. Once more, she failed, and was left breathless.
 
"How in the world am I going to perfect this?" she said to herself. 


A part of her wanted to cry at her situation: tired, half starving, half cold and without a bed or a warm bath. This all was enough for a young girl like Tsuki to break down and cry. However, she was stronger than this. She made it her goal to show that man that she was tougher than he thought, so she had a determination to survive all of this.
 
The next few days were just as tough as the last. She could barely mold her chakra, she nearly starved every day, and she could barely sleep on the rough floor. The only times when she actually enjoyed herself was when she was making her fire, as the promise of flames made her excited to create it.
 
Eventually, after three days of living out in the forest and practicing molding her chakra, she was successfully able to make a chakra dome with 2 meters in length. However, the hardest part now was hardening it. Just moving the chakra to 2 meters was a struggle for her, so one could imagine how tough turning it into a barrier was.
 
Fortunately, she refused to give up, and she eventually made herself able to harden. It was a tough couple of days, but her training was almost complete. 


Surprisingly, the easiest part was making the chakra dome spin. After having to create it, transform it, then strengthen it, making it spin became much simpler. After the fifth day, Tsuki could perform incredible feats with her chakra, and the technique her father showed before seemed like a complete walk in the park. It was impressive.
 
When she found herself ready, Tsuki walked herself back to her father's home, where her brothers probably slept like comfortable babies. The minute she got there, the first thing she did was make herself the hottest bath she could ever have. It felt good to her skin, warmed her body and gave her incredible pleasure.
 
"Oh dear house of mine," Tsuki whispered while she covered herself with the refreshingly hot liquid. "I will never leave you again."
 
"You look like you're having fun," Mao Sr said as he stood over her near the bathroom door.
 
He surprised Tsuki so much that she released a "eep," and struggled to cover her body from his view. "What are you doing in here, you pervert!?" she yelled at him, adding extra salt when she said the word 'pervert.'
 
Her father found it all amusing though, and laughed. "Were you able to learn the technique?" he asked her.
 
"Yes," she said, her voice letting off a hiss with every word she said. "Much to my displeasure! If you training me means forcing me to live in the woods like a feral creature, I would rather cut off my own hand!"
 
The man only smiled more at her words. "When you've finished enjoying your bath, come see me. I want you to show me what you can do."
 
With that said, the man left her alone. Although, after seeing him, Tsuki's bath no longer felt wonderful. She felt like she wanted to punch something instead.
 
With a deep sigh, she cleaned herself quickly, then got out of the bathtub. After wiping herself off, she placed on some fresh clothes and left to find her father. He was sitting outside, looking through some papers for something. When she made her presence known, he said nothing, just pointed to an open space outside as if expected her to go there and perform the technique.
 
Being wordless herself, Tsuki angrily stopped over to the open space to show him what she could do. For this technique, after doing it so much, she didn't need to take in a deep breath or prepare herself. All she had to do was spin.
 
When she spun, she released her chakra from every point of her tenketsus to two meters. She hardened it, then made it spin with her. What resulted was an incredibly large dome that twisted at an incredible pace. Its speed was so fast and its power was so great that it affected the wind and made everything around Tsuki blow with intensity. Even the ground beneath her cracked from the force of her power. Tsuki not only successfully performed the Palm Revolving Heaven, she did so with great perfection.
 
Her father looked on with an impressed face, and when she stopped, he clapped for her.
 
"Congratulations," he told her. "You mastered this technique in five days. I think you just set a new record."
 
At this point, Tsuki didn't need his praise. "Am I done here?" she asked him.
 
He nodded, and she immediately left. She walked up the stairs, moving a bit sluggish, which was understandable considering all that she went through, and melted into her bed, where she fell into a completely deep sleep.


 
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Claiming: 37 Stats, Heavenly Foot of Pain ,  Tenketsu Needle [D rank], Gentle Step: Front Kick ,  and Eight Trigrams: Palm Revolving Heaven

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Thank you, approved. This was an excellent read by the way you should RP with others I'd like to see Tsuki react to pc's