Class Is In (Closed Health/Speed Training)

(OOC: Green Line=Speed Training Red Line=Health Training Violet Line=Strength Training)

Nashua walked through the village with his hands in his pockets. Today was fairly warm, and it felt that spring was nearing Konoha in all of its forms. Birds flew through the air, and shinobi hawks flew alongside them. Bees were buzzing on a patch of flowers nearby as the owner of the garden tried to drive them away with a broom. Nashua slowly headed towards the academy. He had no idea what he was going to do there, maybe revisit his academy sensei. Maybe he'd observe how the academy students were doing, maybe even teach them a little. When he started to near the bridge over the stream towards the Ninja Academy, he heard some noise coming from the training court. Ahh so the young ones must be training, he thought. Nashua stepped lightly on the bridge, pushed up forcefully, sending him into the air. He maneuvered himself effortlessly towards the walls that marked the boundaries of the academy campus. He landed on it, but didn't stay on the wall for long. He then kicked off of that, and dropped down in a flip landing on the ground between two sparring students. Being very startled by the sudden appearance, one of the students threw a wooden kunai at him screaming. The kunai flew impressively fast, but Nashua was learning to be faster. He quickly put his right hand on the ground and pushed himself up into a one hand stand then did a kind of cartwheel quickly to the right of the kunai. The students gasped in amazement as they watched him do this fast movement. One of them ran over to Nashua, a short boy in a cloth vest and black shirt and pants, and asked, "Whoa mister how did you do that?". Nashua chuckled at his eagerness and said, "Do you really want to know? What I did was just a simple sleight of hand and agility trick, probably out of an academy student's skill range though." "What do you mean by that?" one of the other students asked, a tall boy with long black hair.

"I mean that academy student's just most likely don't have the skill to, maybe not even some genin, the rank I am," Nashua retorted. The academy students were pretty shocked by him being a genin, although Nashua didn't know why as he knew fairly well that he was way above that of a student and obviously at least Genin. He took this to offense, and challenged around for a spar at the students, asking if they were talking smack to him indirectly. As he challenged, most of the students curled away in fear from him, but few stood up with pride in a kind of "COME AT ME BRO" way. Nashua accepted their foolish bravery, and watched as a student with short hair ran at him with a fairly thick branch. The student jumped up in air and swung down aiming for his head, but this was training for Nashua too, training to be faster as a work out. Nashua flashed his right hand up and grabbed the branch, then ripped it out of hi hand and flung it away. The student was caught off guard and Nashua went for the opening. He grabbed the boy's right arm quickly with his left hand and dropped him effortlessly and elegantly to the ground in a hold that had his right arm being bent behind his back and his other arm under him. The students looked with wide eyes amazed at how Nashua had just dropped him in no time flat easily.

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The students cheered at Nashua as if they had just won bets on a match. Nashua grunted satisfaction, then looked around, arms out in a sort of instigating shrug. The "crowd", if one could so call it, went silent again as a thick, burly kid walked up, pushing his way roughly through the mass of students. He was almost as tall as Nashua, and had impressive bulges of muscle on his calves, triceps, biceps, and neck. Obviously a strong taijutsu user, this boy was almost closest to beating the shit out of Nashua between all of the students enrolled at the academy. Almost.

He wouldn't though because Nashua was trained to be able to take a hit or two. And by a hit or two that meant he could do this all day. It was time to fortify how much Nashua could take a beating before he was down for the count. Nashua closed his eyes and nodded his head as the boy approached. "Do you know proper shinobi spar etiquette?" Nashua asked to the student. He looked dumbstruck by this question, as he twisted his face in a grotesque way that displayed confusion. Whispering and muttering broke out around the crowd as the boy stood there, and Nashua sighed. Obviously they either didn't give a penny worth of attention to their sensei or they were just never taught about it. Either way, it was a damn shame to see this stupidity. "OKAY, LISTEN UP," Nashua yelled, "First, you and your opponent make the sign of 'combat'", he continued. He made the sign of combat, a sort of half tiger seal, and bowed to his opponent. The boy did the same, and Nashua got into a wide base style fighting stance, his feet spread apart, both facing forward and fists in a martial position towards his opponent. The student in front of him attempted to mimc the sign, and attempted to copy the stance, but failed, leaving several openings that Nashua was not going to attack. Apparently one student knew about proper sparring, and took some chalk and drew a crude yet large circle around the fighters.

Nashua took a step towards the boy and raised his foot into a kick at him. The kick was much much slower than his manageable, not wanting to knock the boy down and to allow him to counter. The boy, somewhat quicker than Nashua had expected, swiped his right hand out under his leg, and pushed up on the back of Nashua's knee. He then lifted Nashua slightly into the air for a moment, and dropped him to the dirt. Nashua hit the ground with a thud, and he lay there upside down slightly surprised at the strength used in the attack. It had even shook him a little. Nashua executed a breakdancer style move where he put his hands on the ground behind his head, and spun around using his hands, getting up somewhat, in a handstand twirling. He transferred quickly from this to a spin backwards and jumped up from that. There were cheers of amazement, but only momentarily as Nashua got up to have the boy in his face with a punch already drawn back. "Oh crap," Nashua said but was cut off as a fist slammed into his face, carrying his head with it for an inch or two, then sending him spiraling out of the ring. He may have been knocked out of the ring, but Nashua's fight with the Genin strength academy student wasn't over.

Nashua transitioned out of falling by slamming his hands to the ground and doing a handstand backflip away, now about six feet away from the enemy. He swiveled up and staggered a bit into a sort of drunken man holding his fists up. The boy dashed at him and was at him within two or three seconds. He launched 5 forceful punches in a combo, and set Nashua once again to the defense, guarding with his arms in an X. This was starting to hurt, so he decided to crank it up. When the boy threw his sixth punch, Nashua instead this time launched his left hand out of the X and grabbed his large fist. Nashua glared at him, breathing a tiny bit heavily, but still fine. He then slammed the boy's hand into the ground, making a crash when his fist made impact. The boy got back up holding his fist in pain for a second, but only a second. The boy somehow had caught Nashua off guard momentarily and slammed a kick into his stomach. Nashua gagged and coughed a bit, not much though, because even though he was very strong, the enemy was still but an Academy Student. Nashua punched the kid in the face as he gloated to the other students that he'd beat him. "Weaklings like you could never beat me, an Uchiha elite," Nashua hissed. But was this really true? It became clear that it may have been possible for a low level person to outfight Nashua. With enough training of course, as Nashua was very strnong even for an Uchiha, but this seemed to phase Nashua completely. He was fighting a mental battle with himself at the moment, and somehow, both hims were losing. And when you fight your self and lose on both sides, you go slower towards insanity.

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The kids were obviously scared of Nashua now, and started yelling as they ran away in terror. Nashua stood up straight and looked over towards the back of the academy. He heard a little clicking noise as the knob of the door to the back began to rotate. Someone was coming out. The door then burst open with an angry figure standing there.

"NASHUA FUCKING UCHIHA YOU DAMNED FOOL!!!" roared a low voice. "Ahh, hello sensei," Nashua said cooly to him, Kazura Taika. He had been his teacher at the academy back before he had been a genin. Whenever Kazura was teaching, already knowing most of what he said, Nashua would ignore him and continue reading the book he carried around.

Kazura marched out angrily onto the courtyard and faced Nashua, face full of rage. He walked over to Nashua, reached his fist up, and swung down quickly and hard.

[FLASHBACK]
Nashua laid his head down on his book, resting. It was a warm day, sunlight filtered in through the classroom windows and illuminated the already lit room. Nashua's long black hair swept down on his desk as he casually rested, snoring slightly. Today had been an extra boring lesson. Nashua took advanced classes at the Academy, kind of like a Ninja College. Today, Nashua's sensei Kazura, was teaching a lesson about forbidden jutsu. It was obviously more of a safety lesson or a "Hey look at these crazy powerful jutsu you'll never have" class. Nashua wasn't very interested, knowing quite a bit about most in the lesson so far, and decided to read. He had fallen asleep reading.

There was a whoosh as a piece of chalk whizzed across the room, thrown with expert accuracy. The chalk drilled so hard into Nashua's head that it seemed to disintegrate away as it broke down from the impact. Nashua stirred, and lifted his head up drowsily to look at the teacher. Kazura's face was just like usual, angered that Nashua AGAIN wasn't paying attention to his lesson. "DAMN YOU NASHUA! What do you think you're too good for my lesson?!" he yelled. Nashua rubbed his eyes and leaned back in his chair, kicking his feet up on the desk. "Not necessarily, but, it does seem you have made a few miscalculations in your work on the board there," Nashua replied as he glanced at the writing on the chalkboard. This seemed to anger Kazura even more. "Oh really? Do tell almighty Uchiha wizard!" he snapped back. Nashua simply leaned on his feet and stood up on his desk, then walking down to the board along the desks. He snatched the chalk from Kazura's hand and went to work on the board, erasing and marking quickly.

Kazura was dumbstruck afterwards, but clearly didn't want to show it. "Umm.....G-good you passed then! I made mistakes to see if you'd spot them," Kazura said, stuttering. Nashua flipped his hand up and looked away as he walked back to his seat. He hadn't said anything, but there was clearly dialogue in his actions. That dialogue was "Bitch please whatever.....". The lesson continued on and Nashua didn't pay much attention until the class neared its end. "Edo Tensei. A technique developed by yours truly the Second Hokage. One of the most powerful techniques to exist, it has the ability to revive the dead with all of their past abilities......." Kazura explained. He continued on a description as Nashua listened intently, interested obviously by this. The class ended not much longer afterwards and Nashua left, new ideas and calculations flowing in his brain.
[FLASHBACK]

There was a loud smack kind of noise when Kazura struck Nashua. But he didn't strike him. Nashua grabbed Kazura's hand in a flash to negate his attack, staring up into the tall man's eyes with the bloody eyes of the Sharingan. Those eyes that carried with them a long history of misery, guilt, betrayal, death, and bloody happenings. Those eyes that were used to betray Konoha, to control Kyyubi, to kill so many people. Those were the fearsome eyes Nashua glared at Kazura with, seeming to stare deep into his soul. Kazura showed a look of fear on his face for a moment, seeming to remember something or whatever, but it quickly turned to a softer, slightly disappointed look. "So........you've obtained THAT power eh? Those eyes..........you really are something else, ya know that?" Kazura said softly. "My only hope is you don't follow the path of insanity, of evil, and of despair," he continued.

Kazura then quickly turned sharply and lifted his foot quickly into Nashua's stomach. But as his foot had risen, so did Nashua. He had used Kazura's arm as leverage to flip himself expertly behind him, in a swift counter. He was now twisting and bending the teacher's arm back behind there back, a very painful hold. Kazura yelped slightly, then shook free of Nashua's grip. He jumped back away from him, locked in a stare down with him. "Well, Nashua, it seems you are around even with my level, maybe even beyond, let's test how powerful those eyes really are though, eh?" Kazura said, wearing a sad smirk on his face. "I warn you sensei, no KAZURA. I will not hold back on you, are you prepared?" Nashua challenged back. Kazura simply nodded his head, and the fight began. Kazura became a blur as he moved over to the right of Nashua and sent a roundhouse kick his way. Nashua was also a bit of a blur as he blocked with his arm. It doesn't matter what you do, I CAN SEE IT! he thought.

Kazura sent a punch towards his head, but Nashua grabbed it tightly, letting go of Kazura's leg. Nashua rapidly twisted his arm and quietly brought him to the ground. Nashua got down low, right in the man's ear now. "I'm done here, you have nothing to teach me," Nashua hissed, "you never will from this point on! And you know something? My favorite lesson....." Nashua paused, "was your lesson about forbidden jutsu, and the Edo Tensei", he said, a wild grin filled with hatred and lust appearing on his face. "N-no, you can't! It is a forbidden technique, besides, its much beyond your level!" Kazura argued. "Ask yourself this though, is it, is it reeeeallly?" Nashua replied. Nashua released the Chuunin sensei, and stood up, dusting himself off. He then left, heading to gain his ambitions, the Edo Tensei.


[TRAINING COMPLETE, TOTAL OF 2571 WORDS]

No stat assigned here, but it is training. Third tomoe training complete (Hell Yeah)

12 JP will count the stats on the morrow