Bleeding Sky

[Demenyx.]

Satoshi stood straight up at the top of his sand stone apartment building with his eyes closed and long black hair swaying in the breeze, he was at it again. He was dreaming about the day he successfully defeats his father in a friendly spar. Ever since the day his father gave him at embarassing scar across his eye, he has been preparing for the day he could prove his strenght to his father. He took a deap breath as he grasped his katana's hilt. He opened his eyes and looked up, it was early morning and the sun was rising. The sky around the sub reflected its warm hue while the rest remained dark, just the sight of the sun rise warmed Satoshi and even allowed him the courage to dream big, as big as the sky! But right now he was the sun slowly rising to the top, and the higher the sun rose the more and more it shined, out shining the dark space around it. Satoshi was the sun, that is why he had to train, to rise to the top and out shine his father. He closed his eyes again and took one more deep breath before turning around and walking away from the edge to begin his training exercises.

Drenched in sweat, Satoshi called it a day. His training consisted of first, Katana pratice; coming up with new maneuvers and techniques as well as practicing old ones. Satoshi tended to called this one his warm up dance since it was first and it involve quick movements, precision, spins, and him just being all over the place. Second, Push ups, sit up, squats, running, all that good stuff. And lastly, Fuuton jutsu pratice, his goal was not only to surpass his father but to evolve into one of those cool older kuuton users in the village. Unfortunately he only knew one fuuton jutsu at the time. Satoshi yawned, he was lay down on the roof now, gazing up into the sky. The sun finally reached the top, the sky was clear and a cool baby blue hue, althought sky may have looked cool and relaxing the village was heated. Satoshi closed his eyes again, he was tiered and willing to just go asleep on the roof top even if it was a short walk to his appartment, it was only a single story down.