Zunair's Hyuuga Training

The light outside the window flashed only to be followed five seconds later by the slow-rolling rumble of thunder. The perfect lullaby to remain asleep to with the slow-rolling rumble starting, steadily growing louder then drowning out to nothing. There was nothing more soothing to the young Hyuuga.  It was a day that normally most people would remain inside for and negate training for the day. 

Slowly, his eyes opened and he looked through the glass of the window to see the dark sky that made it as if it was still partially night. He didn’t want to move from the bed. His head was still heavy with sleep while his eyelids slowly moved down over his mint-like hues as if trying to brush away the remainder of sleep dust. On the floor beside his bed would be a book that he had found while going through his mother's old stuff. A book that should have been kept much safer than it had been considering it held much medical ninjutsu. It was rather interesting to imagine what he was able to do once he learned many medical-type abilities. However, he shouldn’t have been too surprised when he has already learned an advanced jutsu like the Chakra Scalpel. 

Zunair had started to read it then thought better about it and went to bed. Well, he didn’t have much of a choice about it now. The morning had come and there was no real reason for him to go outside for the moment. Slowly, he turned over in his bed and held the book in his hand, his fingers moving over the rough pages if he was going to study, she was going to study on her terms. His hair was ruffled up against the pillow and a dried place of spit was on her opposite cheek as his eyes moved over the pages. He pulled the blanket up under his nose while he continued to read over the jutsus.

"Zunair, it's time to get ready," he heard his father so from the other side of the door. Worriesome filled his chest as today was the day he fought against his father to see if he is ready, or even worthy to learn the clan's secret techniques. Although his father has been training him for a while, he knows he won't go easy on him and the Hyuuga don't really dwell in medical ninjutsu which he specializes in. Seemingly like he was more a black sheep to the family.

Zunair was filled with anxiety while he walked down to the compound’s training grounds. His arms wrapped around his middle while he thought about the words of his father. “You are a Genin now. It is time for your assessment.” His breathing was shallow and fast as his thoughts were filled with how much he was going to be hated by the rest of his family, no matter the outcome. Wearing his typical sleeveless, blue v-neck shirt with mesh armor underneath; blue shorts, and sandals. Nervously, he had begun biting his thumbnail while his eyes looked about. He hoped that she wouldn’t see his father just yet. Not as he was. He walked to the bench on the side of the arena and waited in silence with his arms around him still. How on earth was he going to fight against her father?

Even though the Hyuuga curse is been forbidden, the Hyuuga clan still seemed to follow the ancient rules when it came to pureblooded Hyuuga's. Today was a day that he was going to be tested by his father to see if he was a true Hyuuga and will be able to learn the secret Hyuuga techniques.

"Come.."His father's stern voice came out of nowhere and he walked past him, heading towards the grassy area of the training field.

The mint-eyed Hyuuga sat up and looked to his father as he came into the training ground. His heart jumped up into his throat hearing the syllabled word and made him feel even worse already. However, like a dog, he stood and followed after him. Only this was not what he had hoped for. Did he wish to spend time with him, doing their normal training? But now he was going to be put to the test. What if the rest of his family doesn't believe he is worthy. What if his father doesn't think he is worthy? Would he be seen as weak by not only his father but also the whole clan? His mind was stuck in its inner turmoil. Hoshi nodded to Zunair. That was his cue as they stood five meters apart, facing each other.

"Now son, don't be nervous, you have what it takes. But now you have to show me and the rest of your family that you do." Hoshi said to him, his smile fading as he activated his Byakugan. Zunair took his typical gentle fist stance and then activated his Byakugan, the area around his eyes tightened and the vessels expanded causing him to see the channels of chakra that moved through his body. It was perhaps the easiest way for him to battle his father. Zunair took a deep breath and kicked off the ground with his left leg, heading straight at his father. As he neared him, his father was already ready to defend against any strike that Zunair was going to throw at him.

As Zunair was heading towards him, he saw the kunai that was pulled from Hoshi's pouch and where he had placed it. Zunair immediately thought that he was battling someone else for he thought his father would fight him using the gentle fist style, a look of determination crossed Zunair's face while he focused on building chakra into the palms of his hands. Still, he sped forward towards him, and just before he would be within his arm’s reach, Zunair jumped up and forced himself into an aerial front flip with only one rotation, then to land on the balls of his feet behind him in a slightly crouched position. As he spun, he’d aim to a chakra-filled palm into the center of his back while using the Gentle Fist technique. 

However, his father was ready for him as he immediately turned around by falling on his right knee quickly spinning his left leg out in an attempting to it to swing at his calves. However, even that close to him, there was no way that Zunair was able to move from the leg sweep that had forced his back onto the grass below. Zunair landed with a hard thud but even while he still landed on the ground, he still held the concentration of the chakra within his hands. Zunair had to immediately hold in the gasp as his father closed a chakra point in her shoulder with his tenketsu needle technique. Zunair's eyes looked up to him and with speed, he’d tried thrusting his palm into his chest trying to place a burst of chakra into him through palm bottom. 

"Gentle Fist Art One Blow Body!"  His father exclaimed. The young genin clenched his teeth as he saw every chakra point open up and blow at him, being pressed into the ground more, he struggled to take a breath. Zunair thought how would he be able to fight against her father? Once the force of his body blow had released, he stood and rubbed his should where his father jabbed him at.

Leaving nothing to chance he quickly acted, he regained his stance, as his father was already on him as he was a meter or so away. Zunair bucked his knees when his father got in arms reach, throwing his left arm up as his father went to strike at him, deflecting his father's tenketsu needle. Zunair's hands then took a closed shape with only his index and middle finger extending, unleashing a flurry of flows towards his target in front of him, five blows in all, each blow aiming for a different chakra point in his father's upper body/torso, each time a blow would land he’d be able to force a little bit of his chakra into his body, slowly blocking his chakra ways making it hard for him to summon or mold any chakra whatsoever. 

Hoshi then tried to bring his elbow down on him, but Zunair was quick to notice this tactic as he brought his right hand back once more and pointed the first two fingers of his right hand, and thrust upwards towards the underside of his right arm as it flew over his head. Poking his fingers at five key points in an attempt to seal off those tenketsu points in Hoshi's right arm. He’d then push a thin coat of chakra to cover the soles of his feet before dashing backward and looking to Hoshi once more. He then got into his Hyuuga stance once more awaiting his father's next move. His eyes focused upon his father and his extensive chakra network as he saw that he actually has closed off a few chakra points. Zunair then watched him come to the ready stance as well, slowly circling around him.

As Hoshi came closer to him, he could see him inching closer one step at a time, and as he became within four feet of him he saw the start of his strikes, he let his chakra run through his hands and was prepared. His movements are seen still with his byakugan still activated. He had become efficient at keeping his byakugan activated for long periods of time through his daily practice. Soon, his father began to start spinning which he clearly saw, he knew the Jutsu and was well aware of what he was doing, but even if he wasn’t his Byakugan would have seen his move. Zunair watched him start to rotate, seeing everything through his eyes, seeing the amount of chakra released to a creature such a jutsu, he had no clue he knew such a thing, he was quite shocked although he wouldn’t show it.  Zunair immediately jumped back as the crater making jutsu start to ascend in size towards him. 

This was Zunair's chance, as he began making the hand signs Tiger → Horse → Rabbit → Rat → Dog, activating his chakra scalpel. As his rotating father slowed down to almost a complete stop, Zunair launched him towards his father combing his chakra scalpel with his gentle fist, making for a deadly combination. Zunair gave no warning as he then struck his father in the shoulder with all for his finger extended. Knowing the younger Hyuuga sliced open the inside of his father's shoulder and closes off a tenketsu. His father immediately jumped back, grabbing his shoulder.

Zunair stopped his jutsu as his father looked him in the eye. “You did good, you’re a lot stronger than I thought. I'm very proud of you son, you've learned what I've taught you so far, well." His father said to him as Zunair walked up to him and performed the healing hand jutsu on him.

"With that, we now know you are worthy to learn the techniques as you are a pureblood, son," Zunair couldn't help but smile. He didn't think that he would have it in him but he did. 

"So, when will I start my training?" Zunair asked, as his father chuckled.


"All in due time, now go get some rest and I will notify the rest of the clan on how did," his father said as he walked away leaving his son in the training area. Zunair couldn't help but smile widely as he walked back to his home. He was worn out as his father had closed some chakra points and he was depleted of chakra from using the chakra scalpel and healing hands on his father. It was time for rest as the young Hyuuga, stripped out of his training clothes and into pajamas since he was too tired to shower, immediately got into his bed.

[2,008/2,000: Clan Pure-blood]
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Zunair walked down the dark-colored wood steps belonging to his home, which was located in the Hyuuga district. He stood on the last step, looking on ahead with a minor squint at the silent Hyuuga compound. Many were still sleeping at five in the morning, after all. He was training with his father today to learn some of the Hyuuga clan jutsus.


"Are you ready, Zunair?" His father asked as he appeared behind him.

"Of course." He responded as his father led the way.

Zunair had found himself in the compounds training area. A place where he had done all of his previous training with his father.

"Byakugan," Zunair uttered as he and his father, Hoshi, activated their Byakugan's.

Veins protruded beneath his eyes, the pupils in each eye becoming more dominant and perceivable to the naked eye with them changing from the green color to white. The Hyuuga child looked at his father and saw the intensive chakra network and tenketsu. Zunair got in the Hyuuga stance, his father lunged and him.

Zunair allowed chakra to course over his palms, immersing his lower forearms in a faint glow of pale blue chakra. He thrust his right arm out, palm striking at his father, who immediately deflected the attack, and retracted his arm to strike with the other. Building up with the momentum, he kept on palm striking and attacking with jab-like, brief and quick motions in an elegant manner, progressively getting quicker.

He twirled his right foot, gliding it across the gravel at his feet as he raised his right heel and proceeded to twist his body completely, thrusting his left arm out as his last strike was a right-armed one. The arm pulled inward, three of her digits cupping against her palm, leaving her index and middle finger extended outward. The focal point of his chakra within his palms was now the entirety of these two digits. With one jabbing motion towards the air, he focused chakra to her fingertips, and hit his father's tenketsu knode with chakra and plugging it. After that, Zunair jumped back.

"You're getting faster and more accurate, Zunair," Hoshi stated at his son.

The Hyuuga clasped her hands together and allowed her eyes to fall closed. 

"Now, again!" Hoshi yelled and the young Hyuuga launched himself at his father, with furry or precision blows. He moved on to the lower three of her fingers and keep the first two extended outward. With a gathering of more chakra to his fingertips, and the appendages themselves, he kneaded it in a manner necessary for the art behind plugging tenketsu.

Zunair concentrated on his father's chakra circulatory system, his eyes jolting open as he thrust his arm back and forth, whisking his hand along jabbing precisely at one of the points on the network of the chakra circulatory system. Connecting two hits, and then slapping himself away from his father. 

"Very good, Zunair." His father stated, "Now, we will proceed in training you the Eight Trigrams." Zunair nodded towards his father as he was ready to learn.

He assumed the typical Hyuuga stance, envisioning an Eight Trigrams circle. "Eight Trigrams 64 palm!" Zunair sprinted towards him, proceeding to rotate and then strike him simultaneously with two of his fingers from each hand in the chest at once, twelve inches of range between his hands, which were now shimmering with pale blue.


"Two Palms!"

Zunair straightened his pose, lunging forth and proceeding to deal two more palm strikes with just his left hand in a quick jabbing motion. "Four Palms!" He dealt another four blows with quick succession, moving forth as he was gradually being pushed back from the chakra-infused strikes that struck him rapidly. "Eight Palms!" He'd deal more strikes, the momentum by his consistent palm strikes directed to the midpoint of his torso easily enough to keep him stunned as he sealed more and more tenketsu. "Sixteen Palms!" At the rate of his attack speed, he dealt another sixteen strikes in a matter of seconds, retracting his arms into bent position after dealing the final strike.


"Thirty-Two Palms!" His father looked up at him with wide eyes, he then suddenly upped the speed that he was striking the final thirty-two tenketsu of his father. He launched thirty-two palm strikes in a matter of seconds at a new rate of speed that he had -just- managed. Upon dealing the final blow,  "Sixty-Four Palms!"

Zunair pulled his right arm back, retracting both of his arms and bending them inward, legs bent in him. Chakra stopped circulating to her ocular nerves, the veins beneath her pearl-white irises fading from visage as they turn back to mint-green. He huffed heavily, his pupils becoming less dominant. The essence around his forearms dissipated, returning to the center of her chakra circulatory system. 

"Aaaand done.." he chimed as his father began heavily breathing.

"Good job son, as that was a vigorous technique to learn, you learned it well at such a young age," Hoshi stated, proud of his son.

He contemplated what he would do after this.. having finally gained one of the many Eight Trigram techniques that he wanted to learn how to properly use. So, he decided to take a break from the days-long training he had been doing with his father and go to the hot springs he had discovered when he was a young academy student training in the nearby areas.

Upon arrival, Zunair would take his garments off one by one, neatly folding them and placing them on top of each other, with the small pouch of rose petals resting atop. He’d then advance slowly into the crater. He’d test the temperature with his toe first and then put a whole leg in, with his body flowing suit. He would try to come here as rarely as possible to sustain the magic this place had. It allowed him to completely free his mind, but – yet again – he found this time it was different. He was restless. His mind kept thinking, even while his body was massaged by the gently flowing water.

[1,023/1,000 : Eight Trigrams 64 Palm]

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Leaning wearily on the sill, Zunair gazed out through his bedroom window. Rain battered down on the land below, sounding out a rhythmic drumbeat on the roof of the house. The young ninja could have sworn he'd seen a flash of lightning in the distance - the rumbling heavens certainly suggested it. He sighed in disappointment. It was no climate to be heading out to train in, that was for sure. He'd planned on heading out the woods so he could hone his abilities. The stormy weather wouldn't usually stop her, but he wasn't in the mood to get wet this evening.  The rain cascaded down the glass, distorting the view of the outside world. Not that the heavy, grey clouds allowed much light through to see by. Tapping his fingers on the window, the young Hyuuga cocked his head, drifting off into his thoughts.

"Ah," The mint-eyed Hyuuga exclaimed, thumping his finger now against the window sill, thinking about what his life would be like if his mother was still here. Zunair hadn't revisited his memories from his life before in quite some time. This one in particular left a nasty taste in his mouth. It had been his first true heartbreak when his mother passed away. Even though death can be quite common, it wasn't war that took his mother away, but an internal sickness. At the time, the genin had accepted his loss, but now... "Pah." He muttered, dismissing the memory. He knew it didn't help to dwell on the past. That's why he wants to become a medic, to try and cure some of those devesting sicknesses for people. Shaking himself from the torpor and lead himself back to the bed as he settled atop of the covers, crossing his legs and sitting up straight. 

The young Hyuuga would have argued about the qualities of meditative training, but as his father taught him that he was well-versed in using these to control his emotions. Much as he hated to admit it, this form of training had its uses. Exhaling slowly, he allowed his mind to wander, trying to sink into his subconscious. As if in a dream, time passed without the genin being consciously aware of it. Minutes became hours and the hours soon accumulated. After about two hours of total stillness, Zunair took a deep breath. The atmosphere in the room started to heat up, the air feeling a little like it contained the static charge. The meditating Hyuuga seemed nonplussed, remaining in precisely the same position. There was no apparent change in anything else within the room, either. 

It was about thirty minutes to noon now; he jumped up ready to start his training once again. If he were to laze around all day, his father would most likely scold him for not being serious about his training, and he didn't want that. He wanted him to be proud of him, and to this day he hadn't disappointed his father thus far, or so he thought. Zunair made his way out of his room and grabbed an apple out of a fruit basket that was there to welcome anyone to a nutritious mid-training healthy snack. 

Hoshi, his father, walked into the room and decided that he would help him train. Zunair decided he would learn another one of the Hyuuga clan's techniques since he has already learned a few medical jutsu's. "So, what would you like to begin working on son?" His father asked him. 

Zunair immediately reiterated with, "I would like to learn another of the Hyuuga's techniques if that is okay?"

"Of course that would be okay," Hoshi answered.

"But all my techniques are close-ranged, wouldn't it be better if I had an offensive technique that was long-ranged, do you know of any?" Zunair asked. He's been thinking for a while now how all his jutsu's were mainly close-quarters combat. What if he needed to keep a distance from whatever foe he was facing? The mint-eyed Hyuuga saw his father smile at him.

"Of course I do, and you've made an excellent point knowing that you'll need a projectile in your arsenal of jutsus. I have just the thing, so follow me," his father stated as he went out the door. Zunair immediately followed him outside and into the training center. His father had already set up about 5 wooden karate training dolls in a field near the forest. 

"Alright son, what I'm about to teach you is the Eight Trigrams Vacuum Palm. To perform it, the user precisely pinpoints the enemy's vital points with the Byakugan and releases it at a high-speed palm thrust. A vacuum shell, so to speak, being compressed using the gentle fist is formed to attack the opponent's vitals from a distance, blowing them off their feet with tremendous force before they even notice they were hit. So, for your training, I want you to try and knock each of these training dummies," his father explained to Zunair.

The genin nodded towards his father as the elder left to retrieve something from inside. Zunair's main objective was to try to hit them one by one with chakra from the palm, which he would believe would require a lot of repetitive training. This was Zunair's first time attempting to control chakra to release from his palms into almost like a blast. So, the young Hyuuga activated his Byakugan and stood in the normal gentle fist stance. He started to send most of his chakra to the palms of his hand and rotates it within his body. He then releases the chakra in a trust-like manner at one of the targets but nothing came out, he would have to work on releasing the chakra out of his palm so that it's strong enough to knock someone off their feet. For the next hour, he trains on releasing chakra from his body by meditating once again, his father said that if he can learn this jutsu the Revolving Heaven Jutsu would come easy to him. The Hyuuga sighed as he felt his chakra almost depleted after attempting this jutsu. So, the young Hyuuga took a break to recover some of his chakras and then began on it again. 

As he was outside once more, he was trying to push the chakra out of his palm, when doing this a stream of revolving chakra shot out of his palm and hit one of the targets as it wobbled. It almost shocked Zunair because he didn't think it would work at this time. Even though the technique didn’t have much power behind it, all it would take is time and the same repetitive training until the move got more powerful.

He worked for the next few hours on this training, his goal was to create a seemingly, big wave of rotating chakra out of his palm and into the dummies. Zunair took his Gentle Fist stance and activated his Byakugan.  Zunair watched the chakra in his body seemingly almost rotate as it exit his hand and shot straight through the air and into the dummy, knocking it down to the ground. He then steps towards another dummy about 5ft from it and says “eight trigrams vacuum palm!” after saying this the blurry chakra flew out of his palm and hit the doll directly causing it to fly back. Unfortunately, the jutsu was very inaccurate and almost missed the doll. He realized he would need to work on his aim more so that he could hit an enemy's chakra point without even hitting them directly with the Gentle Fist. He then proceeded to set the dolls back up as his new goal was to hit each of the different targets with his new jutsu. He trained like this for the rest of the day, all he did was use his new jutsu over and over again till his body was pushed to the limit and his accuracy was perfect. 

The next day, Zunair became furious at his failure, this jutsu took longer to master than he had expected even with how good he was at chakra control. The pain in his palms and fingers began to ache worse than before. His hands looked almost as if they were burned from the chakra. Zunair knew that before he could start practicing his gentle fist he had to be able to release large amounts of chakra out of his palms and fingertips, hence the wooden doll training. After many more attempts in sharpening his chakra, his whole palm looked as if it was glowing with a light blue aura. Even without the Byakugan, Zunair immediately could tell that there was an enormous amount of chakra flowing out of the chakra points in his hand. He immediately thrust his hand towards the wooden doll hoping that he could split it perfectly in half. With the chakra flowing like crazy he completely blew the doll in half without any imperfections.

This was Zunair’s second day back to training.  Zunair was able to increase the speed of his Gentle Fist and its accuracy within two days. To him, this was a big success in his book. 

[1,528/1,500 B-Rank Vacuum palm]

[WCTotal: 4,564] 
Claiming +25 Speed +20 Vigor 
[1,528/1,500 Eight Trigrams Vacuum Palm]
[1,023/1,000 Eight Trigrams 64 Palm]
[2,008/2,000 Clan Pure-blood]

Approved

Zunair Hyuuga frowned as he sat at the vacant table in his room and slammed the book he had just been reading shut. It was a huge book that had several medical ninjutsu in it and he has been using it to try and train and given him hope at the aspect of finally not being a burden anymore. However, medical ninjutsu wouldn’t be all that he would need to learn to be a decent ninja. He would need to learn more techniques that don’t focus on mainly healing himself. So, he would need to find some type of way to heal himself while continuing to fight.

He grabbed his head in frustration as he saw the enormous pile of books on the floor that had proved useless to his cause. Zunair was about to get up and leave when a dark green and black book caught his eye. For some odd reason, Zunair felt a sudden urge to go and pick up the book which was laying on one of the tables across from Zunair. Basic Medical Techniques and jutsus for beginning medical ninjas. It read in the forest green print on the cover of the book. Zunair picked it up and started to leaf through it suddenly stopping and smiling "Bodily Restoration”. Perfect, that’s the one he needs as he started reading the description, ‘the user's body becomes charged with medical chakra and their injuries began to close’. That is the type of Jutsu that he needs.

"I hope this will make me a more efficient medic; well, more like combat medic." He said to himself as he withdrew the book and plopped down on his pale blue bedspread.
Recently, Zunair’s father had been doing a lot more missions and had been gone most of the time leaving Zunair all alone to himself in their space in the Hyuuga compound.

Of course, there was nothing wrong with having a little free time he thought as he stared at the dark wooden walls of his bedroom and the plain white furniture that filed it. There was a massive desk pile high with books and scrolls, and a dresser was right across from it. His closet was next to that leaving his bed to be pushed against the only window of his tiny cramped room. Zunair returned his attention to the book and began reading.

As stated that a Medical Ninja is a ninja specializing in medical jutsus that acts as support and aid for the team. Medics require good chakra control due to the delicate nature of medical jutsus that require precise accurate control to work correctly. There are two types of ninjas specializing in the medical arts. The first is normal medics who are only trained to heal injuries. The second type is a battle medic which is a medical ninja that is not only trained to heal but also to use their medical techniques to fight.

Zunair gasped, he hasn’t realized there were two different types of medical ninjas, but it would make sense if there was a war. Well, he definitely would want to be a battle medic, so he can help his comrades on the battlefields.

The mint-eyes Hyuuga went back to reading. The main medical jutsu is the mystical palm which uses the user's chakra to speed up the cell's regenerating process and heal wounds. It can heal wounds of all types including that of internal damage and can also be used to harm instead of heal and can also be used in surgery as an alternative to medical tools.
So instead of healing a damaged organ, a trained medical ninja can cause damage to the opponent using the same technique, just a different variation of chakra control. This is the main reason why medic ninja needs to have precise control over their chakra. If they didn't they could accidentally explode their patients' organs or cause severe internal damage including permanent damage to the chakra coils in the body. So, the technique that Anima was teaching him a couple of days ago can be used offensively. That was amazing to him.

He needed to find Anima and see if she can help him learn this jutsu. With that, Zunair got ready and headed out to find Anima. A couple of hours later, Zunair returned with Anima after he finally found her at the hospital and met in the Hyuuga wooded area.

“Now, I’m going to train you as a full medical ninja. And you have to be able to withstand all the attacks I throw at you. And then use your arsenal of jutsus to heal yourself and defend yourself, then we will work on what to train you, yes?“ Anima stated to him as he nodded. He was ready for this, this was his time to shine.

Zunair prepared himself, as well as Anima. Then, in a flash, Anima disappeared. In the next moment, Shuriken was thrown at him from all directions. Zunair quickly took out a kunai knife from his pocket, deflecting most of the kunai and swiftly dodging the remaining once. Anima appeared right in front of him. Zunair barely had time to react and was only narrowly able to dodge Anima’s devastating punch. She was fast and Zunair had no way of keeping up with her like this. He thought that she was just a typical medical ninja but she was a deadly one at that.

He distances himself from the battlefield, taking the position in a thick bush of leaves, activating his Byakugan. While still struggling to keep up with Anima’s insane speed, his Byakugan gave him the slight advantage of seeing the elder medical ninja moments before his attack, managing to dodge the numerous attacks with a little more ease. Anima must have noticed the change in Zunair’s fighting style because it had changed her strategy, stepping over from physical blows to several of her long-range jutsu from her arsenal of fire-style jutsu. Zunair was dumbfounded that she was a joining level ninja and he was getting fatigued rapidly. Normally he would charge at his opponent head-on and hope he could get close enough for the eight trigrams. However, due to the nature of Anima’s exercise, this option was out of the question. He only had one chance to take out the elder medic.

So all Zunair had to do was lure out his opponent. As the mint-eyes Hyuuga kept dodging all of Anima’s attacks, he contemplated on how to do that. How would his father do that? How would his mother do that since she was a medic ninja too? Zunair knew his father would use their clan's jutsu. So all he had to do, was combine the two, right? Zunair carefully hid his thought process from Anima. An opponent should never know if and when you've come up with a plan. So Zunair put it into action.


He summoned two clones and charged at her while he deactivated his Byakugan. Even after years of training, Himawari found a way to use his Byakugan alongside his clones without giving away the real him. He used the Byakugan on a clone when he wanted his opponent to think the clone was his real body. Anima seemed surprised at the development in the battle. That short moment of confusion was the only thing Zunair needed. One of his clones activated the Byakugan and Anima smiled, thinking she had found Zunair’s actual body.

“You better learn better than that Zunair, you just gave up your actual location,” Anima closed in on his clone to finish him up. She took her knife and slashed the impost-Zunair. The clone disappeared and Zunair popped out of the smoke of his disappearing clone in an instant.

“Gentle fist!" Zunair yelled while catapulting away Anima. He deactivated his Byakugan, content with his seemingly win, looking at the smoke from the impact sight slowly disappearing. Zunair didn't see Anima, instead, there was only a log. A substitution. Before the young Hyuuga could react to this revelation, a cold blade was put on his neck and he knew he had lost.

“That was good, Zunair, some would even say brilliant. However…you should never have let your guard down. A battle isn't over until every enemy is conformed either captured or dead. If this was a real battle and I was a real opponent, you could have been seriously injured or worse." Zunair sighed in disappointment as Anima released the pressure from her knife against Zunair’s throat. He thought about how he was so close, but he still lost. And only because of his stupidity.

“Don’t be hard on yourself, Zunair. You did excellently but you should’ve kept your Byakugan activated and you would’ve noticed that wasn’t the real me and saw me behind you. “

“I figured that at the last second,” Zunair stated as he shook his head.

“Now, you said you want to learn body restoration but I believe you we should teach you a different technique. One more suitable for combat” Anima said smiling at her pupil.

“And what is the...”Zunair was immediately cut off with the voice of someone all familiar.

“Father, you’re back?” Zunair excitedly exclaimed.

“Yes I’m back and I wanted to train you on a new secret clan Jutsu if Anima doesn’t mind,” Hoshi said.

“Of course, not, I’ll come back tomorrow and we can start training on that new Jutsu, “ she said and waved her goodbyes.

“Alright father, what do you have in store for me, “ he asked.

The older Hyuuga heard his words, offering a slight nod to his confirmation while he then only lifted his hands to his chest while he had them go into the sides of a triangle over the large x shaped scar on his chest. Closing his eyes, he'd then exhale deeply as he thrust his hands down and to their sides. As they reached their respected sides of the body, bright blue chakra would engulf Hoshi’s hands too much of Zunair’s amazement. The visible chakra looked like flames for a moment until it blew up in size around his father's hands, forming a guardian lion-shaped shroud. White eyes filled the holes where life was seen and darkness was inside the mouth behind bright blue teeth. It was made of clear chakra as he only looked down to Zunair as they met eyes. His eyes narrowed and his face cold, almost emotionless.

"This will be the first technique I teach you amongst others in our secret clan taijutsu’s." The guardian lion heads that surrounded his hands seemed to move on their own, snapping their jaws as he kept his eyes on the young only said while raising his right hand, facing it directly to Zunair.

“This is known as Gentle Step Lion Palm, a rather highly secret gentle fist technique within the Hyūga clan, such as you and I." Zunair immediately knew it was going to be a rough start for him but once she was able to learn this, he would begin to bloom more than he already has. Being trained by masters in their craft like his father and lady Anima, he would excel. Though, it wasn't only progressing his skill he must do...Zunair knew had to be taught to be more lethal, aggressive..at least so in fights is what mattered. Then, his father spoke out "By expelling chakra from the tenketsu as an innate ability exclusive to us Hyūga, and after using precise chakra control, we can form this, make sure to take the details of the guardian lion in. The slightest mistake in your chakra control will cause it to fail and I only expect you to do so the first few times. After you begin to form the heads, we will move onto a more combat base of it with you holding it." His words ended and so did the visible shrouds of chakra around his hands while he crossed his arms over his chest and only watched Zunair.


The mint-eyes Hyuuga eyes looked to the moving heads of chakra that covered the fist and wondered what would look like as they disappeared. Would it be the clear blue like his father's before him or would it be the mint-like like he was used to? Zunair would just have to see.

When he had moved his hands, Zunair had listened intently to his words. Placing his hands to his sides, he closed his mint-like eyes as he continued to listen to him. Focusing on the image of the guardian lion, he thought about its strength, the way it looked. He knew his chakra control was already more advanced than most of those in the clan and even greater than those that were her peers. This had been tested time and time again. Not only by her peers but by his father and Anima. It was a small thing that the young Hyuuga took pride in. To be able to hone that ability as he had, was a feat that he had strived and struggled with for a very long time. But he had to be the best with it. Zunair’s supposed inner calling wouldn't allow for anything other than that. He couldn't be a reliable Med-nin if she was not able to heal those that needed him and so his ability to control the amount of chakra he used for things was not something that he was willing to debate about.

Zunair then had begun expelling his chakra from the tenketsu in his lower arms and hands, it began to form a layer of mint-like chakra that cloaked over his forearms and continued down to the end of his delicate fingertips. The moving chakra would continue to pool around his hands and forearms while beginning to take shape into that of ahead. The image of the guardian lion would encompass the pooled chakra yet it would not look as if it had a life like his had. It would look as if the lion heads were sleeping. Dormant. Waiting to be woken from their slumber at the right time. Slowly the images faded and once more it looked to just be pools of chakra that had been gathering at her hands. He’d open his eyes once more and look up to him. This was going to take him a few tries to get right before he was able to hold it.

It took hours of Zunair controlling his chakra into the form of the twin lion's head and once he had been able to do it, he launched the lion heads towards a tree and watched it almost destroy the thick tree.

“Good Job, son, you’re doing well with controlling your chakra and excelling it into your Jutsu, you would’ve made a fine Hyuuga leader back in the day,” Hoshi stated to his and a Zunair smiled. His body was sore after fighting Anima and then training this intense Jutsu with his father. It’s time for him to head back home.

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