Sharingan Training

Kazusa Uchiha wrote:Drip. Drop. Drip. Drop.

Blood mixed with sweat as it dripped down Kazusa's arm. He'd been training for hours as apparent from the field of targets and dummies that had clearly taken a beating. Shuriken and kunai were strewn about, a large amount wedged into a set of targets a few feet from him. It all appeared like a good training session, a practice gone right. But Kazusa wasn't pleased.

Drip. Drop. Drip. Drop.

Sweat mixed with a set of four small, yet open, wounds on his arm. The sting of it did no better to aid his mood. He'd missed again. In a flurry of shots, all had landed except one and he was angry. It didn't matter how tired he was, how long he'd been here, anything less than perfection was failure. Failure was unacceptable. With a loud sigh of frustration, he drew another kunai and gave himself another nick with it, in a perfect line with his other cuts. Each representing a missed shot, a failure deserving punishment. He always punished failure, always. It was how he was taught, how he was raised. His parents may not have taught him to go this far, but they knew all the same. How could they not notice the variety of bandages and injuries that came following his training sessions? In fact, they celebrated it. Oh not out loud, but their silence dripped with their approval. It was nauseating. He hated it, both their approval and they themselves. They'd done all they could to forge him into who he was and while he was grateful he also hated them for it. Not for what they did to him, but for not living up to his own expectations. They stank of failure and weakness, he spent much of his time gagging it away, a vile taste in the back of his mouth. One day they would also be punished for their failures. But that day was not today.

No, if he was honest it wasn't his faulty aim that so displeased him today. In fact his wounds barely gave him pause. They weren't his best work, he was usually more creative with his punishments. That on its own showed where his mind was, elsewhere. Today wasn't a normal sparing session. Well, it was, but what he meant was that he had another purpose in being here today. An elusive purpose, one that had been bothering him for days now. The sharingan. A blessing given to the Uchiha line. A kekkaigenkai of unparalleled power and one he had yet to be blessed with. But it was a gift that he knew was coming, he could feel it. Like an itch behind his eyelids, a haunting sensation that told him he was this close to awakening the gift and yet... nothing. No amount of training, self harm, or missions could pull it out of him. He almost felt he was going insane and yet... that sensation remained. It promised power, one of the few things he truly craved and it was just out of reach.

"Aghhhhhhhh!"

He screamed as he flashed through a few hand signs trying a different tack. Clones exploded into being around him and then transformed into a menagerie of different forms before disappearing again. Again he did this. Again. Again! Finally, his chakra reserves low, he gave up and fell to his knees. He began to punch the ground with his right fist in a fit of rage. His pummeling didn't stop until he thought he might break his hand. He looked at the wreckage of his hand, batter and scratched beyond belief and he just sighed, this time of relief. Today was not the day, he would have to try again another day. He knew his limits and he'd surpassed them. There was wisdom in walking away. But as he stood back up, his back to the training field he palmed a kunai and spun, firing one last shot at the target. It struck true, as expected but what stopped was a difference he could feel. He could feel it in his eyes, he'd done it he'd awakened them. The world seemed to shimmer as his eyes adjusted to their new gift. But instead of marveling in his new ability he simply closed his eyes, when he opened them again the sharingan were gone, dormant yet again. The accomplishment that had filled him with such emotion earlier was now filed away, a check marked off on a list of tasks he needed to complete. He was done, for now anyways.

Exit:

WC: 763

Stats:
+5 speed
+2 strength

688 WC sharingan stage 1 awaken (the rest learned here)
75/250 WC Genjutsu Release Mastery