Meeting new faces

On this fine day Madara was dressed in her regular training clothes which were basically white bandage wraps aesthetically along with her obi which was basically her only accessory on her. She rested her arms on the obi as she looked through the very crowded training area only once before she realized that this wasn’t the scene for her. She wandered around until she found an open spot before taking out her things and sitting on a wooden stump. She was here to train, obviously but she also wanted to meet other newbie shinobi. She was very hopeful that at least one person would stop by and chat with her but if that didn’t happen she’d be okay with that too. She had so many jutsu she wanted to learn that it’d likely be nightfall by the time she actually ended up going home.

The Uchiha woman had a scroll in her hand that she casually read while waiting for others to show up. It was supposedly supposed to teach her a jutsu but it had a long introduction about a man on a horse that moved like thunder and turned with the grace of an ocean wave. Supposedly this man rode on a donkey but used genjutsu to always give the illusion that he rode a powerful steed. Madara’s eyes began to water as they’d gotten so dry with the long winded story. She skimmed ahead to see if there was anything more… practical located within this scroll or if she’d just picked up another dud from the discount bin. On and on the story went about the guy on a horse riding through a desert, going up and down dunes. It almost put her to sleep! In the end the scroll ended up being useless so she tossed it to the side and rubbed her eyes with her palms.

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The training grounds was hopefully going to be a place Yaijōrama spent a lot of his time. And as things progressed he found himself here more and more. Yaijōrama made his way towards the crowded Training Grounds and stood outside for a brief moment. He was wearing a dark green training gi which clung loosely to his body, around his belt was a freshly cleaned white belt that he used to keep the gi up. His long black hair was down fully and it reached to his lower back, most would think he was a girl from behind and often times he was mistaken as such. He considered going into the area but as he did, he started to look around.

He noticed a girl away from everyone else reading from a scroll, that girl being Madara. Curiousity racked his mind as to why she was over there and not with everyone else and so he went to make his way towards her. He stepped lightly across the turf and as he did he tried to see the scroll from a distance, but whatever she was reading he couldn't really understand the context. Never the less once he arrived near the girl he spoke. "Yo! I was wondering why uh, you aren't with everyone else?" Yaijōrama thumbed behind himself towards the crowded area. Though after he laughed some before extending his hand to shake. "Oh sorry I forgot my name. Senju Yaijōrama at your service!" He exclaimed and let a wide toothy grin spread across his face. His big dark brown eyes closed before opening after the smile.

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Madara looked up and smiled at the guy who approached her. He looked ready to train, going by his clothing anyways. She stood up and waved before saying, “Hiya! I just wanted a more quiet area to read that scroll over there,” she motioned to the scroll she’d tossed onto the ground moments earlier. She covered her mouth to yawn and then shook her head to clear it a little. The boring story details were still going through her mind as if there was some kind of secret to be deciphered from the texts. Accepting that she’d just wasted ryo was hard to do.

“Anyways, it ended up being a dud. That’ll teach me not to go shopping from the bargain bin again. My name is Madara! Nice to meet you. Do you want to train or something? There’s a lot of jutsu I want to learn but I really don’t know any yet. Or if you just want to spar or something that’d be okay too. I can’t say I’ve had the chance to really train with anyone else since I graduated recently.”

The young adult was happy to see that this guy didn’t seem like a weirdo. A happy smile was a lot more inviting than some emo kid who had some tragic backstory that defined his social interactions. Madara then scanned the training grounds and noticed that almost everyone was paired up or in a group. Supposedly teamwork made the dream work when it came to missions. She wondered if she would ever be put into an official team someday and if she would go on grand adventures. That all seemed a little far out there for her tastes though.

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Yaijōrama was a couple inches shorter than Madara, standing at around five feet and two inches. He looked up at her slightly when she went to stand. Though his eyes moved over towards the scroll that was tossed to the ground. He started to think about the scrolls he was reading from just a couple days prior and how boring that was. "The bargain bin? You can find some great things there. There's this one book, 'The Tale of The Sassy Shinobi'. My father bought it for me and it's really really funny." Yaijōrama commented though at the mention of training he let a wide smile form on his face.

"I don't know many jutsus either but there's stuff I'd like to learn as well! I wouldn't mind sparring with you or we could try working together? I'm trying to learn that advanced clone jutsu! I forgot the name of it. I recently graduated as well." Yaijōrama went to shake his arms a little, loosening up his muscles. He moved backwards to about 3 meters and looked towards Madara. "What are we going to do Madara? Spar or practice?"

Yaijōrama had a smile on his face the whole time. Though he was watching Madara's demeanor trying to gauge what type of person she was. Clearly she was much older than he was but that didn't bother him one bit. If she was a good person, then he would have no problem getting along with her just fine. Though a lot can be hidden upon first impressions. Hopefully he'd learn more about her through their practice or even spar.

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Mona’s eyes lit up at the mention of the book. She’d been meaning to get her hands on that one. The bargain bin was great, she had no arguments there, it just wasn’t the best place to get useful jutsu information from her experience.

“Hmm, well since there’s only two of us how about we fight! I wouldn’t want to like… set you on fire with an experimental jutsu or anything…” She put her hands behind her head and interlaced her fingers while she thought some more. “But I also don’t want to distract you from learning your clone jutsu if that’s what you’re really into...”

Then the idea came into her head. “how about we fight but you try to use your clone technique in the mean time? I won’t pop you in the face or anything while you do your seals.” She grinned at him and then jumped back to give them some space. She guesstimated that they were about five meters away from one another when she was done backin’ up.

“Go ahead and make the first move bud!” she would call out. She stood in a defensive pose and didn’t really have any equipment on her so she was just going to have to go all out with her fists. She kind of hoped that her opponent hadn’t undersold himself because she really didn’t need to be getting her ass whooped today! While she waited she noted that the air was fairly calm and that the only distractions, to her at least, were the leaves that fell ceaselessly around her. There were trees here and there and even some ponds and fire pits for people to use as jutsu catalysts if needed. This really was a great place to get some light sparring in!

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Yaijōrama watched Madara as she moved, taking careful note of her movements. He kept a wide smile on his face as she stepped back and once she was fully back, to about five meters from him. He brought his right hand up into the pocket of his gi to pull out a hair tie. He went to wrap up his hair into a pony tail, so his mass of hair didn't get in his face. "I wouldn't say I'm much good, but I hope I'm not too weak for you." Yaijōrama let his smile appear once more after speaking with hope in his voice, but once he finished he but down his hands and his expression turned serious.

Yaijōrama brought up his hands into the seal of conformation, showing honor and respect to his sparring partner. But right after the seal was put up and/if Madara puts the seal up as well, Yaijōrama darted off his feet towards Madara at twenty-five speed. Though if she didn't, he ran anyway aimming to close the five meter distance between the two. Once they were about 1 meter apart, within close combat distance. He brought up his right hand and went to send a jab straight towards Madara's face at his max speed of twenty-five. While throwing the jab Yaijōrama let out a grunt. His left hand was up as well with a closed fist, ready to guard his side.

Yaijōrama was thinking about ways to use the clone jutsu. He didn't know the advanced version he planned to practice yet, so he had another idea of how to practice for it. Though that would hopefully come later on in the fight. For now he wanted to see how Madara did with her hands. Since neither of them knew many jutsus this would be a good way to make sure they weren't totally useless to their village while they learned it.

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Madara figured that Yaijorama was just performing a jutsu at first and didn’t realize that she was supposed to hold up the same seal until after he started coming for her. She felt like a little bit of an idiot.

In any case the woman watched as her new training partner worked his way towards her. It didn’t take very long for him to close the gap and his attack was choreographed well before he got right in her personal space. When Yaijorama was a foot away, Madara twisted to the side and held up her forearms as fast as she could with her elbows tucked right in front of her sternum with there being just enough gap between them to keep an eye on her opponent. If the attack wasn’t adjusted somehow then the fist would collide with her forearms as intended. The impact was enough to make her grunt immediately and slide her right foot backwards. As her foot slid she tried, as fast as she could, to grasp hold of the boy’s extended wrist with both hands. If she succeeded she would bring her right knee forwards and try pulling Yaijorama into by yanking hard on his arm.

Madara wasn’t great shakes at close quarters combat but she loved the fight so far. She didn’t feel like she was outmatched, yet. She did wonder if she could manage to weave in anything she had learned from the academy during the fight. She also had access to some low level version of the sharingan, but she couldn’t quite get it to come online at will yet so she couldn’t rly on that too much.

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Yaijōrama wasn't being careless but what happened next was something he didn't see. Madara was fast, much faster than he expected. Yaijōrama felt the impact his jab had on her forearms and unless she had any true protection, she could feel how strong the kid was. While only thirteen, he was still decently strong for his age. He was pushing into her guard and while he was stronger than she was, Madara was much faster than Yaijōrama could even get right now. ;; She got me. ;; Yaijōrama thought to himself as he felt himself being pulled off his right back foot and into her knee. Yaijōrama let out a groan as the knee impacted his stomach and he went to pull himself back from her to about two meters. "Gah you're really really fast!" Yaijōrama exclaimed although he realized that she wasn't all that strong.

"I noticed that you seemed confused on this." Yaijōrama went to hold up the seal of confirmation. "It's a sign of respect to your opponent. Something most shinobi typical do for spars or when battling a comrade. My father told me to always hold it up to my enemy, even if they won't do the same for me." While he took a bit of a break from their spar, albeit a short one. He didn't want someone he'd hopefully call a friend to not understand. He liked to teach people new things after all, even in the midst of a battle.

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Madara was fairly surprised when her hit landed because she never thought she would be able to land a hit in a fight against another genin, given she was already so new at being one. She didn’t think of herself as being all too fast but she supposed she did have a good amount of training in that aspect. She abruptly let go of Yaijorama and took a few steps back after hitting him so that she wouldn’t be awkwardly holding him there.

“Sorry about that, I didn’t mean to hurt you, if I did!” she said hurriedly. She was about as weak as shinobi came power wise so she doubted she had anything to worry about in that aspect.

Madara watched Yaijorama’s demonstration and mimicked his seal of confirmation thingy. Now that she thought about it she’d seen it done before, but never to her so she never gave it much thought. It was kind of like bowing after a performance, except it was before a performance.

“Thanks for teaching me haha, I’ll be sure to remember it next time. I’ve always wondered what that sign was for and now I know! My parents weren’t shinobi so there’s a lot I’ve missed out on culture wise when it comes to ways of the shinobi. How are you feeling by the way? Do you want to keep at it or do you want to take a break? I’m good either way.” Madara said. She wasn’t experienced enough to control her speed or else she would just slow herself down. Unfortunately at this stage she was just too jittery and spastic with her fighting to do so. She was taught that if someone was that close to her she was already fucked.

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"Hurt me?" Yaijōrama laughed some before shaking his head. "You're REALLY fast but it didn't hurt really. I think you would do really well with a kunai, you know?" Yaijōrama was overall impressed with her speed, she reacted seemingly without really knowing what she was doing and while that made him doubt his own skills some - it only made him more impressed with this Madara person.

Yaijōrama watched as Madara tried to mimic the seal of confirmation. He found it slightly humorous but he also had a warm feeling teaching her how to do it. This was one of the first things he was taught about being a shinobi. Not how to hold a kunai, throw a punch, or even use a jutsu... But how to show respect to your opponent even if they won't show respect to you. So it felt good to pass that knowledge onto someone else, even more so when that person was older than him.

"My father was a shinobi before he retired, so he taught me a lot. He was a big person on respect. And I'm in tip top shape, but I do think we should end that there. That knee reminded me of what will happen if I don't get back home to do my chores." Yaijōrama gave her a closed eyed smile and he brought his right hand up to rub the back of his neck. "I had came here and snuck out on my chores... But it was really nice meeting you Madara! I hope to see you around some more and even introduce you to my brother and friend."

Yaijōrama went to bow towards Madara after her reply if she didn't try to stop him. Though after he went to turn around and start to jog off. Though as he did, he tripped over his sandal and nearly fell. Quickly picking himself back up he turned back towards Madara to give her a wave and soon continued his retreat home.

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