Training jutsus

Stretching would get him loose for this freelance training. Satomi Senju was readying himself for the Genin exam. He needed to add to his repertoire of knowledge to advance. The Clone Technique was a must, they had learned the basics in class and Satomi was giving it a whirl on his own. He was a fast learner but practice makes perfect.

He stayed later after class to practice. Standing still after stretching, his eyes frowned. Three handsigns, he remembered them. Ram, snake, and tiger. Three quick seals were formed with scrutiny and Satomi could actually feel the chakra ebb its ways out of him to conjure the clone construct.

A puff of smoke blossomed up and a pale reflection appeared next to him. It didn't quite look like him but it was definitely a start. "Nice." However it looked sick and disappeared just as quick as it came.


Again. He told himself. He performed the three seals yet again and a clone burst to life. Yet it was still pale and barely could pass a replica. He closed and his eyes disappointed but determined. The clone disappeared again in a vapor cloud.

Maybe its the way I'm molding my chakra. I should pretend that something is on the line to help me focus. My chakra was the strongest part of me. 

And the Senju needed to learn how mold it properly. Not trying to fall victim to the same mistakes his classmates were making.

He kept his eyes closed for a few more seconds, concentrating. Then suddenly his hands flowed forward and created the three handsigns. A clone appeared once again, this time, an exact replica. However he could not maintain the clone for long and was forced to release it.

Yes! He was sure he'd get it right.

Now a few more times to get it right and under his belt so he could do it without hesitation. He might've been there for a few more hours where he was certain he could perform the technique even while being distracted.

Satomi would have to test it out.


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The Next Day


"Satomi. Challenging me to a bout is music to my ears," Hyuuga Shinsa said. A rival of his in the Academy. They were both top students, though Satomi much more vocal on who's more dominant.

"You accept then," Sato said forcing him to accept.

"Bring it on Senju."

After class it was time for the two to spar. Shinsa had not unlocked his Byakugan yet, but he was still top notch in hand to hand combat with his unique fighting style. There was a crowd gather already. It mattered not. This bout would not last long.

Satomi was in the habit of ending a feud or fight quickly as possible. Taught to go for the kill or subdue your foe as quickly as possible. They settled down in their fighting stances. Top Academy Students.

No referee, you submit you lose. Shinsa was about to make the first move, when Satomi made the handsigns he had grown so familiar with. An exact replica clone puffed its way into existence. Shinsa was startled, he hadn't expected Sato to learn the jutsu already.

Without the Byakugan, Shinsa would have to guess like everyone else. Satomi smiled, this was over with this attack. They both began to charge towards the Hyuuga. He prepared himself for a fight, not know which one to be aware of.

The Senju sent his clone first to take a right straight into his face. Shinsa instinctively ducked slightly downwards and struck forward to the clones stomach. It passed right through. Satomi followed through a vicious sideways kick to his exposed stomach. The kick had enough force and surprise factor to send him gasping for air.

He sunk to the floor waving his hand in surrender as he had no oxygen to speak.

"I told you before who was to be feared," Senju warned him and walked away with the looks of surprise on everyone's faces.

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Two Days later


Now it was time for him to begin his training on learning the Transformation technique. He was pretty sure he got the basics down for the Clone technique. There was the possibility of learning the transformation technique and combining it with the clone technique.  

He was told it was the more difficult one to learn and maintain then the other academy jutsus. But he was told to take challenges head on. There was nothing that he couldn't do. He found some open space behind the school to practice the technique in private. 

The teacher had shown them the necessary handsigns to make it. Satomi formed his fingers to make them, Dog, Boar, Ram. There was a thought on who he wanted to transform into. The only real vivid image to surface his mind was Kira Uchiha. A rival clanswoman, however she was only a few years older than him but he was taken with her. A Genin, but he thought of someone else, he couldn't change into a girl.

Running out of time another person crossed his mind that he knew just as well. Gonshiro Senju his father. A puff of smoke blew into existence all around him. When the smoke dissipated he didn't exactly feel different but when he looked down it was a different story. 

Shocked, he ran from behind the school to a nearby puddle that had been formed from lasts night rain. Sure enough his visage was totally different. He was father in every sense except the voice. He gotten most of his features down, except he was also much paler than usual. 

I probably need a mirror for this type of technique. 

He went back to practicing it. After three more it was beginning to become harder actually maintaining the form. He really notice how taxing the technique was. Sato took a short hour break to recover some chakra. Then resumed training, after trying it over and over he was able to finally get it down packed with his last try. After performing the three handsigns he was able to burst into smoke and now he was his father Gonshiro down to the shoe. 

Satomi gave sigh of relief. He finally got it. Now to give the Uchiha a match. This one would be a real match.

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Later that Day

Satomi Senju sat on his heels in the somewhat pitch-black training room in Academy, his hands on his knees. One of those hands, the right in this case, held the symbol of the order he served: the Senju emblem. It was customary for students to meditate before any form of exercise, as visual distractions proved difficult to be rid of with the younger Student. Though the darkness hid his features, beneath its inky-black veil was a dark haired boy, nearly 10 years of age and his hair tied back into a long ponytail, which reached down to in-between his shoulders. His eyelids were closed in concentration, but they housed large, bluish-gray eyes that still sparkled with youth, and rimmed with long, black tipped eyelashes. 

His skin was pale, and his face looked like the face of a person who was more accustomed to scowling, but beautiful nonetheless. The physique that was concealed beneath his simple tunic was perfectly formed, tight and taut muscles covered by a healthy layer of his pale skin, to the disappointment to his competition. 

He was concentrating hard, trying to let himself be swept away into the eternal flow that was the life force. His entire life, teachers and fellow studebns have commented on his powerful presence, but for all their talk, he had no results to show them. He didn't doubt in his potential, but his control of that potential was another matter entirely.... 

It didn't matter now though. He was preparing for a simple sparring match, but hardly any sparring match was considered simple by a student when the opponent was an Senju of Konoha. The Student in question was somewhere else in the dark room, and as part of the exercise, the boy was not allowed to speak. This would make the determining the exact location in the room impossible to pinpoint, as he was trying to be proficient at the arts of stealth. No, he would get no help in this exercise but from his own reflexes. 

He waited for what seemed like a millennium, when, suddenly, he heard the movement of someone coming across the room with not much precision but it was obvious what direction he was coming from. Like a flash of lightning, Satomi darted up from his former position and waited to be attacked. He quickly made some handsigns and a transformed clone puffed right in front of him.  With such limited vision he thought Vidal would be prime to make a mistake and attack the clone. Like the Hyuuga had done in his earlier bout.. But he ignored the transformed clone and dove straight through.


Shocked Satomi raised his Kunai  high over his head as he charged, intending a powerful downward chop. The boy summoned all his courage and control to stand firmly in his original spot, his legs and feet unmoving. He then summoned all his strength as he raised his kunai into a high, horizontal block to defend against the Uchihas attack. It seemed like it took him forever to complete his menacing move, but in reality, it was only a few seconds. 

His kunai blade once again collided with his kunai, and the sheer force of it made the boy feel like his arms had gone numb. But the block held, and the boy and the Student's were forced to press their kunais against each other in what had come to be called a "blade lock". They pressed and pushed against the other’s blade, hoping and trying to gain the advantage. They held the lock for a few moments, neither combatant gaining any ground. 

Finally, Satomi opponent jumped back, putting himself out of range of any counter-attack from the boy. But, he didn't jump far enough, and soon, Satomi was all over him like white on rice. A flurry of quick strikes kept the Student on the defensive, and the form of the boy's strikes revealed his to be quite skilled in hand to hand combat, the way of the White Tiger. The barrage of offense continued to flow from the boy for a few moments. Satomi and his kunai collided dozens of times in a matter seconds. Finally, it began to turn the tides, first putting in a counter strike behind a few of his parries, but it escalated from there. The boy understood. 

The Student was holding back on his assault, wanting to make his think he had the edge. But the boy expected it, and began to switch modes from his unrelenting offensive to his quick, efficient defensive. It wasn't easy though. The Student's strikes came just as fast as hiss, but the fatigue in his arms from the offensive combined with the Student's more powerful blows forced his to use every defensive move he had, as well as a many evasive ducks and jumps. 

Then he saw it. Once again, the Student raised his kunai over his head for a horizontal downward strike. To exhausted by his previous antics, he raised his own kunai to a horizontal position once more. He fully expected that it would fail, either by his own fatigue or from some new trick the Student had up his sleeve. 

The Student's blade collided with hiss once more, and once more, they were put into a blade lock. But this time, the Student had the advantage, having relaxed with easy defensive moves for much of the fight. Slowly but surely, his blade inched forward, overpowering the boy's fatigued arms. But, the boy had one last trick up his sleeve. He let the Student push forward, giving him the idea that he would win. Then, with one swift motion, he sidestepped, creating a fulcrum out of the Student's incessant pushing. His kunai's blade was flipped back by the Student's shove- just as Satomi flipped the Kunai and swung. It came within inches of beheading the Student before he halted its progress, holding it menacingly near the back of his neck. They held perfectly still in revelation of the surprise win.

"Well done Sato," Vidal said. He brushed himself off and sheathed his kunai. "We'll fight again."

Almost out of breath. Sato nodded in agreement as they left the room. "Yea next time." [Exit]

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Jutsus Trained: Clone Technique, Transformation technique

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So for the record you need to put [Exit] at the bottom of the post if you leave it. You also need to put that you're claiming the technique you trained at the bottom of the post as well as well a wordcount total on the post/thread and a link to the tech/techs you've trained. Fix those issues and I'll gladly give this a quick approval.

Fixed

You'll need to claim your stats too, 1 point per 200 words. So you can claim 10

Ok added.

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