Raizou ran a hand through his hair as he sat down on the empty field, he knew full well what was in store for him, a full day of training that would only begin to grow more of a pain in the butt.
He closed his eyes as he willed his chakra to flow through his channels, the pathways began to feel warm as he molded his spiritual and physical energy together. It was always paired with that feeling of invincibility, to know you could do things that the majority of the world could not.
He shook it off, famous last words.
His goal was simple, to continue going down the pathway of his Light Metal Release, it was a painfully annoying training session, to flit out the path that no-one has walked before. It was his unique variation on his clan’s fusion attribute.
Yet it flowed like clay at the moment, he knew what it could do, he had done it once by accident, but purposefully shaping it? That was another matter, he looked down at his hands, now full of chakra, molded, and in the shape of a Grey light. It stood out for a moment before it grew dull.
The mental image he held was different, that of a chain; in his mind he had to envision it properly, each chain linking together, clicking together, and then allowing his chakra to slowly follow after. The ends were the hardest part of it, forming them into quick spikes; the chakra moved too slow for him to truly be happy with.
It was imbalanced, and he knew it even before that, he fixed the differences, it needed to be uniform throughout the length, a part of him realized he’d need to look into weapons making in the future, even if chakra was doing the heavy lifting.
He could feel the weight in his hands as he looked over the work he had done, it wasn’t easy, but it stood there, which led to the second part of the process, pushing in a jutsu; it was active and ready now. The chain moved, he swung it around for a moment as he channeled the next jutsu into it; a pair of light balls appeared before it, gradually growing brighter before they were sucked into the weapon.
Maintaining this was even harder, but as the sweat rolled down the side of his face, Raizou continued to spin it in his hands before he shot it outwards, aimed at a boulder before the jutsu erupted from the end, a beam of light that shot through it, and the chain in his hand dispersed.
”Just a couple more times now…”
Training Grounds
Trainings/Lonelies
Training Grounds
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Training Grounds
He had spent time practicing the lower levels of this branch, but it would be worthwhile to practice those which were a bit more difficult. Only looking at Kokouton as a means to store his jutsu was pointless, in reality it was hard light taken to a higher level just as well. He knew this to be true, and thus needed to apply that too.
Making a spike with the jutsu was a task that demanded precision and concentration. The process of channeling the chakra for the jutsu was surprisingly straightforward, leading him to unravel the intricate sequence of hand seals required to execute it flawlessly. The swiftness of his movements, the precise selection of hand seals, and every minute detail fell into place seamlessly, underlining the undeniable practicality of the technique. As he shaped his chakra and directed it with unwavering focus, a sense of control and power surged within him, manifesting as a rotating force by his side.
However, the real challenge lay in maintaining the spike once it was created. It was not a passive creation but a continuous act of willpower and concentration. Every step he took threatened to destabilize the delicate balance, tempting the spike to slip out of his grip. The weight of this task bore down on him, testing his resolve and pushing him to the limit of his abilities. Despite the struggle and the temptation to give up, he remained steadfast, refusing to yield to the daunting pressure of keeping the spike intact.
Without a shadow of a doubt, he was struggling, he could feel the difficulty rise with every passing second, and with every step that he took. Raizou sharpened his focus even more, putting his hands together into the ram seal, interlocking the pinky and ring fingers on both hands, while his middle and index were held up straight. His thumbs sat parallel to one another as he applied pressure, and that made it easier to focus.
It began to spin in place, rotation that was slow, it bobbled and warbled in place for a moment before it began to settle into a steady rhythm. It wasn’t easy, far from it, but it was a start. The drain on his chakra began to rise as he considered what he needed to do with this, was it to spin it in circles? Or was it to fire it? Raizou wondered for a moment.
It would never act as a proper defense, it was an offensive jutsu at its core, and it was straight forward just as well, he knew that. So he picked his targets, a line of trees, before he fired it; making sure to keep it within a fifth of his maximum force. It was strong enough to pierce through the first tree, the kind of force expected from someone who was at the cusp of becoming a chuunin.
Which showed him just how far he had come, a new jutsu, which would bolster his admittedly lacking arsenal even more.
Kokouton - Spike - 435/400 words
Making a spike with the jutsu was a task that demanded precision and concentration. The process of channeling the chakra for the jutsu was surprisingly straightforward, leading him to unravel the intricate sequence of hand seals required to execute it flawlessly. The swiftness of his movements, the precise selection of hand seals, and every minute detail fell into place seamlessly, underlining the undeniable practicality of the technique. As he shaped his chakra and directed it with unwavering focus, a sense of control and power surged within him, manifesting as a rotating force by his side.
However, the real challenge lay in maintaining the spike once it was created. It was not a passive creation but a continuous act of willpower and concentration. Every step he took threatened to destabilize the delicate balance, tempting the spike to slip out of his grip. The weight of this task bore down on him, testing his resolve and pushing him to the limit of his abilities. Despite the struggle and the temptation to give up, he remained steadfast, refusing to yield to the daunting pressure of keeping the spike intact.
Without a shadow of a doubt, he was struggling, he could feel the difficulty rise with every passing second, and with every step that he took. Raizou sharpened his focus even more, putting his hands together into the ram seal, interlocking the pinky and ring fingers on both hands, while his middle and index were held up straight. His thumbs sat parallel to one another as he applied pressure, and that made it easier to focus.
It began to spin in place, rotation that was slow, it bobbled and warbled in place for a moment before it began to settle into a steady rhythm. It wasn’t easy, far from it, but it was a start. The drain on his chakra began to rise as he considered what he needed to do with this, was it to spin it in circles? Or was it to fire it? Raizou wondered for a moment.
It would never act as a proper defense, it was an offensive jutsu at its core, and it was straight forward just as well, he knew that. So he picked his targets, a line of trees, before he fired it; making sure to keep it within a fifth of his maximum force. It was strong enough to pierce through the first tree, the kind of force expected from someone who was at the cusp of becoming a chuunin.
Which showed him just how far he had come, a new jutsu, which would bolster his admittedly lacking arsenal even more.
Kokouton - Spike - 435/400 words
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Training Grounds
It was time to step things up a level, or so he told himself. Raizou was never the type to back away from a chall- that was a huge lie. He’d spent too long doing so, and only discovered this talent in the war.
The war, everytime he thought of it, something worse was around the corner. He looked down at his hands, if he squinted just right, he could still see the blood on them.
The training he underwent transcended the mere spilling of blood, it was a cry towards other solutions, and a way to protect those behind him. The jutsu he meticulously crafted served a purpose. He wasn’t sure whether he would be able to utilize it properly, but with hands poised in the ram seal, he delved deep within himself, coaxing the chakra to stir within his core before guiding it through his pathways. The sensation of power surging through him was unmistakable, requiring a delicate balance to harness its potential.
As the chakra flowed, he focused on tempering its release, shaping it into the ethereal Kokouton he cherished. Each layer of the barrier he erected was a testament to his dedication, a shield of subdued gray that encased him in a protective cocoon. Though modest in size, its significance lay in its versatility – a tool not just for defense but also for trapping his enemies if he truly needed to.
The barrier couldn't be too imposing; its purpose demanded a finesse that allowed it to contain other jutsu seamlessly, much like his other Light Metal Release techniques. With unwavering concentration, he weaved through a complex series of hand seals, each movement executed with precision and intent. This was no easy feat; each attempt demanded meticulous attention to detail, pushing him to the brink of his capabilities. Yet, with each rotation of his chakra, each time it moved around him, he moved a step closer towards perfection.
Yet eventually he had honed in, he had failed seven times to make it something worthwhile; but as the barrier began to properly settle into place around him, he tried his best to not allow the smirk to show in his face. He weaved through another set of hand seals, preparing it to seal another jutsu within it. The dull gray began to glow brighter and brighter before it returned to its normal color, eating the jutsu within.
But now was the time to test just how durable it was, the shape had been made, he had lost a lot of chakra already during this day, but he went through another set of handseals in that moment in order to allow a ball of light to form between his two palms, growing larger and larger by the minute, the dim light within the cube was beginning to grow brighter, almost blinding before he fired it forward, breaking through the barrier.
”It can still use some work…Don’t think I can get it to move away from me, but that’s a problem for another day.”
Kokouton - Barrier - 435/400
The war, everytime he thought of it, something worse was around the corner. He looked down at his hands, if he squinted just right, he could still see the blood on them.
The training he underwent transcended the mere spilling of blood, it was a cry towards other solutions, and a way to protect those behind him. The jutsu he meticulously crafted served a purpose. He wasn’t sure whether he would be able to utilize it properly, but with hands poised in the ram seal, he delved deep within himself, coaxing the chakra to stir within his core before guiding it through his pathways. The sensation of power surging through him was unmistakable, requiring a delicate balance to harness its potential.
As the chakra flowed, he focused on tempering its release, shaping it into the ethereal Kokouton he cherished. Each layer of the barrier he erected was a testament to his dedication, a shield of subdued gray that encased him in a protective cocoon. Though modest in size, its significance lay in its versatility – a tool not just for defense but also for trapping his enemies if he truly needed to.
The barrier couldn't be too imposing; its purpose demanded a finesse that allowed it to contain other jutsu seamlessly, much like his other Light Metal Release techniques. With unwavering concentration, he weaved through a complex series of hand seals, each movement executed with precision and intent. This was no easy feat; each attempt demanded meticulous attention to detail, pushing him to the brink of his capabilities. Yet, with each rotation of his chakra, each time it moved around him, he moved a step closer towards perfection.
Yet eventually he had honed in, he had failed seven times to make it something worthwhile; but as the barrier began to properly settle into place around him, he tried his best to not allow the smirk to show in his face. He weaved through another set of hand seals, preparing it to seal another jutsu within it. The dull gray began to glow brighter and brighter before it returned to its normal color, eating the jutsu within.
But now was the time to test just how durable it was, the shape had been made, he had lost a lot of chakra already during this day, but he went through another set of handseals in that moment in order to allow a ball of light to form between his two palms, growing larger and larger by the minute, the dim light within the cube was beginning to grow brighter, almost blinding before he fired it forward, breaking through the barrier.
”It can still use some work…Don’t think I can get it to move away from me, but that’s a problem for another day.”
Kokouton - Barrier - 435/400
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Training Grounds
Raizou looked down at the work in front of him, staring down at the notes, and pieces of notes before his eyes, a part of him wondered just what he was going to make of this, he was never the taijutsu kind of guy.
The hand seals were simple enough, but looking at everything in a more objective manner, it was clear it was not going to be so simple. He molded his chakra, felt it flow through his system, just before he went through nature transformation, changing it into light that grew duller by the moment.
It changed once more, taking on a shape; he needed it to cover his forearm, but without infringing on the movement of his fingers, he needed them to shoot. He could do without hand seals, but he still needed them. Shaping it wasn’t easy, every time he lost concentration it simply turned solid; and required too much time to remove from himself.
Once, twice, thrice, he ran into the same wall. Raizou clicked his teeth, he knew a little bit about armor, but this was becoming increasingly hard. Each time, he found a chink, lack of mobility in the elbows, it dug into his armpits, or it was simply taking too long to make. He needed it fixed to memory, the right shape.
He allowed it to dissipate with a Kai, before he began again, channeling and then transforming his chakra into Kokouton chakra, allowing it to cover his arms, running up to his shoulder before ending in a spike, he practiced on his right first; looked over at the range of movement he was being afforded.
His fingers could move now, not as flexible as without, but it was enough to do a few handseals, what was more difficult was the elbow; it was tight, and slow; too fixed together, and that was why he had done it one at a time.
He moved onto his left arm, gradually covering it in the film of Kokouton chakra, allowing it to manifest in reality, and to grow harder by the minute as he then slammed both of his palms together, taking care.
”Elbow movement is good, but fingers are too tight. Sure is a pain in the ass, I’ll match the two together and then see where we go…” He muttered to himself as he found himself once more, tired of this strange Jutsu style.
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The hand seals were simple enough, but looking at everything in a more objective manner, it was clear it was not going to be so simple. He molded his chakra, felt it flow through his system, just before he went through nature transformation, changing it into light that grew duller by the moment.
It changed once more, taking on a shape; he needed it to cover his forearm, but without infringing on the movement of his fingers, he needed them to shoot. He could do without hand seals, but he still needed them. Shaping it wasn’t easy, every time he lost concentration it simply turned solid; and required too much time to remove from himself.
Once, twice, thrice, he ran into the same wall. Raizou clicked his teeth, he knew a little bit about armor, but this was becoming increasingly hard. Each time, he found a chink, lack of mobility in the elbows, it dug into his armpits, or it was simply taking too long to make. He needed it fixed to memory, the right shape.
He allowed it to dissipate with a Kai, before he began again, channeling and then transforming his chakra into Kokouton chakra, allowing it to cover his arms, running up to his shoulder before ending in a spike, he practiced on his right first; looked over at the range of movement he was being afforded.
His fingers could move now, not as flexible as without, but it was enough to do a few handseals, what was more difficult was the elbow; it was tight, and slow; too fixed together, and that was why he had done it one at a time.
He moved onto his left arm, gradually covering it in the film of Kokouton chakra, allowing it to manifest in reality, and to grow harder by the minute as he then slammed both of his palms together, taking care.
”Elbow movement is good, but fingers are too tight. Sure is a pain in the ass, I’ll match the two together and then see where we go…” He muttered to himself as he found himself once more, tired of this strange Jutsu style.
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Training Grounds
He’d been putting himself through the wringer in recent times, and Raizou knew that. His parents had been getting more concerned by the day, each day out in the training field. But he had something in his hands. The knowledge he had been away during the invasion was shocking, but now he needed to focus once more. He looked down at his hands, before sitting down in the Lotus position, his hands together in the ram seal. He simply allowed his chakra to flow throughout his body, increasing the speed at which it did so step by step until he felt a strain.
It was his way of meditating on things, feeling out the flow; it was second nature to him now, a big part of why he had managed to grow as he had done in recent times. He felt it invigorate each cell in his body, but that wasn’t the reason he did this now. There was something about his chakra that leant itself towards his unique version of the clan Kekkei Genkai. Bloodline Limit, he was still capable of outputting the original version.
It was a trait that existed in his chakra normally, he could tell; but it wasn’t everything. He didn’t understand even half of it yet, that much he knew. He could feel it in his bones, and he could feel it every time he tried to make a new Kokouton jutsu. It was something that innately drew chakra and jutsu into itself.
That is, absorption. Though it was really Imbuing as he liked to call it. It had started simple, basic weapons, he could form the kunai with ease now, and same for an arrow; they worked well as throwaway weapons, but with a jutsu within, they were tremendously more useful than the base version of one.
He felt it there, just applying his sensory jutsu within it, and it felt as if it was part of his mind now, a simple link, it was his chakra, and his chakra. It only ate itself, almost like an ouroboros? The more he discovered, the easier it was to use, but it was nothing like his normal Hiton; hardness was the only thing shared between the two.
Right now, it felt closer to Mud, it was hard to move, hard to adjust, hard to fix; but with every step, he knew it’d become easier. Stretched out,while still concentrating on the flow of his chakra, before he stood up. His knees made a quick popping sound as he created a number of different tools.
A Kunai, a shuriken, an arrow, a sword, a chain, switching between the different forms of chakra use, rapidly going through hand seals.
It wouldn’t do the job of nature transformation training, just using them in tandem, and Raizou knew that; he had worked on Hiton in his younger age, but now it was different. He took out a leaf, because in Konoha, everything had to do with a leaf…
His mum could forgive him later for plucking it from her favorite plant.
He took it into his hand, holding it between his two fingers as he charged his Kokouton chakra through it, fire was chaos, friction, and heat…Hiton was dense yet bright, but this was simply dense…And absorbing.
He channeled his normal chakra with one hand, and his Kokouton with another, watching it carefully, as the tried to create a shell around the leaf; while having his normal chakra be eaten normally.
It was a process that made his head spin for the difficulty of it; he felt the chakra move through his coils, and be released from the tenketsu at the very tips of his fingers. The gradual bubbling up of it as it wished to disperse into the air naturally, and the tug that forced it back into shape; to coat the leaf from both ends. It was growing denser and denser by the moment, but then it fell apart as his own chakra was eaten, the balance fell off.
The Kokouton chakra was life lead in how it moved, too slow; it was nothing like light; the shardy hard-light that his clan so favored. He tried again, dispersing the Kokouton chakra into motes of light that flew up into the air, illuminating the room for a moment as it turned back into the normal form of Hiton.
It was time to start again, it was never quite simple in the end, but Raizou was fine with that. It would push him forward by a whole other step at this point in time, and he was proud of what he could do with his own skills. He urged his chakra forward once more, pushing it into the leaf, and around it; allowing it to follow the veins within, and only those; he kept it coiled, before he formed his Kokouton chakra the same way…
Perhaps linear movement wasn’t the way, he spiraled the chakra tightly, in a coil to keep it dense, tight, together, it was difficult, it didn’t want to move that way, but the more he compressed it, spun it, the faster it began to move, less like mud, or lead, it felt like moving his own chakra; it just required an extra trick behind it.
But it wasn’t optimal, the rotation, the spiraling of his chakra required too much concentration and effort, wasn’t there something about the natural rotation of someone’s chakra? His sensei had mentioned it once before touching his head, and so Raizou stopped once more, he looked up at his long bang and then placed a palm on the crown of his head, it was a clockwise rotation of his hair…
So maybe it was the same for his chakra, and so he spun it clockwise now, the spiraling of it was easier, his chakra wanted to take on that shape; taking it in stride, and taking it well; Raizou looked at the leaf he was holding in his hand, as his two chakras met, and melded in the beginning, the fusing of it was even, and it worked…Now to do this on a larger scale…
No. He was getting ahead of himself, it was better to focus on the smaller variants of nature transformation for the time being. He got up from his place, and looked around the drawers, his dad’s scroll must have been somewhere…Or maybe he’d need to check out his mother’s cupboard? Nah, he found something eventually, he could read over it, and see the contents. The other paper exercises, it might as well be time to practice with his other two natures, he’d avoided it for a while, but having them under his belt would only increase his control of Hiton, and therefore Kokouton, would it not?
He looked over it, first was Katon, he was better versed in it; or at least it was easier to imagine chakra turning into fire than electricity, lightning wasn’t as easy to envision in his mind, not yet. But he could pick apart what made fire crack. It was another leaf exercise, but since he was dealing with fire, Raizou made his way outside, to the modest garden within their residence, the patio, and sliding shoji doors led to an open expanse, where a large tree provided most of the shade.
He looked at the falling leaves, and allowed one to fall into his palm; they were new buds, but the wind had been harsh; it would do. Raizou placed it between his fingers, Katon was a matter of rolling ones chakra over, before compressing it until the point it ignited. It was how simple jutsu like fireball were done, but he had no true Katon jutsu in his arsenal.
So, he had to do it from envisioning it, and making his chakra follow those instructions; it wasn’t a simple process as Raizou went through it. He had far above average Control, he was aware of that fact, more so than some of the Jounin he had met, but that wasn’t being used for all that much.
This was a spike, difficult, and hard as he worked over it, it seemed like an eternity had passed before the leaf began to burn from the middle; but that was where the important part of the training began, keeping the flame contained to a ring.
Tightly wound, and contained, but it pushed back against him, it was hard to do that without snuffing it out. Katon naturally spread, that was a core trait of it, and he knew that well enough, so as he struggled against it, it began to burn past him; until it almost reached his fingers causing him to let go of the leaf, and allow it to burn away in the air.
He tried it once more, reaching only the same result, and then another time in that moment only to reach that result one more time. It wasn’t easy, and he wasn’t happy about how it was going, but it was becoming simpler and simpler with each attempt, he could light the fire quicker, and it took even longer for the flame to burn away the leaf.
But…It wasn’t a complete session not yet, Raizou closed his eyes, he didn’t need to see, but to feel it out in order to get his chakra to move how he wanted, it wasn’t a matter of simply pushing it as he was findiing out, but…
Compression once more, he focused, and willed his chakra to fold on itself, and compress it until it sparked the flame. But he didn’t stop there, he continued to knead the flame with Katon chakra, keeping it tightly woven, folding into it. The flames that were there continued to build, but it didn’t spread, not until the moment he would allow it to…He held it for a while, and continued to watch it until he finally let it go.
”Gotta repeat that again tomorrow, now for Raiton…” He muttered.
Raiton wasn’t as easy, creating sparks between his hands without paralyzing himself was never going to be a simple matter, assuming he could even make the sparks to begin with. Raizou took in a deep breath before he looked down at his hands. They would definitely not make it through the day unscathed, it was why he had wanted to leave this until the very last moment.
He’d have to do days of repetition anyway, maybe it’d be worth learning some Iryojutsu? But for now, he began to close his eyes, and make his chakra move throughout his body, molding more yin and yang energies together, his spiritual and physical energies molded into the supernatural energy they called chakra.
What made chakra able to be chakra in the first place? He wondered that, but it wasn’t worthwhile dwelling on it for too long. It was supposedly similar to Fuuton, and yet different, as he rubbed his chakra together, not in a thin line, but as if forcing static to form, or rather forcing his chakra to become static itself as it pushed itself away.
Both ends needed to become polarized in different ways before coming together as one, it wasn’t easy for him. It was different, but at the same time because it was so difficult, he could feel himself build a good and proper headache, it never did feel like training if it didn’t hurt a little, the singed tips of his fingers could attest to that.
But that was why the first little spark had been a surprise, but he hadn’t controlled it, causing him to hiss and whip his hand back and forth. It was painful, but he didn’t focus on that aspect for too long. Raizou placed his hands back together, palms facing one another before he took in a deep breath, bringing his focus to the forefront. He needed to be able to do this properly or else there’d be no point behind the pain.
He closed his eyes once more, getting into a meditative mindset before he forced his chakra to move, to clash against itself, and then some more. One zap, but he didn’t move; he didn’t manage to control it. It was like focusing on two things at the same time; pain would be fine, his hand would go numb soon. Two zaps.
It started small, but the little sparks began to grow more numerous as they multiplied, he could feel his muscles spasming but he pushed through the pain, and the smell of ozone. The burning of his palms, he could do this much.
He’d shed and seen enough blood be shed, pain wasn’t going to stop him from pushing forward.
He forced it into strands, strings that rolled together, meshed with one another as he spread his hands apart. It wasn’t consistent, it wasn’t strong yet, but it was gradually reaching a pattern as he could feel the electricity pass between his fingers, the lightning moved between his hands, beginning to illuminate the gradually dimming surroundings. It was a sight to behold, one he was proud of, but it wasn’t truly there just yet.
There were pathways it had to follow, like electrons in a queue, or something along those lines. The lightning-like chakra began to grow more orderly, though it made a larger crackling sound as if struggling against its binds, the feeling of pain long gone as his hands had gone numb, his arms began to droop; but he continued to keep the flow going.
The flow of chakra only began to grow even, as he had gotten it into a set flow without hurting his palms, or anything else. It was exactly what he had hoped for, expected. It seemed the training was complete…Now just for repetition of what he’d done…
”Maybe my parents are right about this whole training freak idiot thing…”
Control Training - 2316/2250 for x3 Control
It was his way of meditating on things, feeling out the flow; it was second nature to him now, a big part of why he had managed to grow as he had done in recent times. He felt it invigorate each cell in his body, but that wasn’t the reason he did this now. There was something about his chakra that leant itself towards his unique version of the clan Kekkei Genkai. Bloodline Limit, he was still capable of outputting the original version.
It was a trait that existed in his chakra normally, he could tell; but it wasn’t everything. He didn’t understand even half of it yet, that much he knew. He could feel it in his bones, and he could feel it every time he tried to make a new Kokouton jutsu. It was something that innately drew chakra and jutsu into itself.
That is, absorption. Though it was really Imbuing as he liked to call it. It had started simple, basic weapons, he could form the kunai with ease now, and same for an arrow; they worked well as throwaway weapons, but with a jutsu within, they were tremendously more useful than the base version of one.
He felt it there, just applying his sensory jutsu within it, and it felt as if it was part of his mind now, a simple link, it was his chakra, and his chakra. It only ate itself, almost like an ouroboros? The more he discovered, the easier it was to use, but it was nothing like his normal Hiton; hardness was the only thing shared between the two.
Right now, it felt closer to Mud, it was hard to move, hard to adjust, hard to fix; but with every step, he knew it’d become easier. Stretched out,while still concentrating on the flow of his chakra, before he stood up. His knees made a quick popping sound as he created a number of different tools.
A Kunai, a shuriken, an arrow, a sword, a chain, switching between the different forms of chakra use, rapidly going through hand seals.
It wouldn’t do the job of nature transformation training, just using them in tandem, and Raizou knew that; he had worked on Hiton in his younger age, but now it was different. He took out a leaf, because in Konoha, everything had to do with a leaf…
His mum could forgive him later for plucking it from her favorite plant.
He took it into his hand, holding it between his two fingers as he charged his Kokouton chakra through it, fire was chaos, friction, and heat…Hiton was dense yet bright, but this was simply dense…And absorbing.
He channeled his normal chakra with one hand, and his Kokouton with another, watching it carefully, as the tried to create a shell around the leaf; while having his normal chakra be eaten normally.
It was a process that made his head spin for the difficulty of it; he felt the chakra move through his coils, and be released from the tenketsu at the very tips of his fingers. The gradual bubbling up of it as it wished to disperse into the air naturally, and the tug that forced it back into shape; to coat the leaf from both ends. It was growing denser and denser by the moment, but then it fell apart as his own chakra was eaten, the balance fell off.
The Kokouton chakra was life lead in how it moved, too slow; it was nothing like light; the shardy hard-light that his clan so favored. He tried again, dispersing the Kokouton chakra into motes of light that flew up into the air, illuminating the room for a moment as it turned back into the normal form of Hiton.
It was time to start again, it was never quite simple in the end, but Raizou was fine with that. It would push him forward by a whole other step at this point in time, and he was proud of what he could do with his own skills. He urged his chakra forward once more, pushing it into the leaf, and around it; allowing it to follow the veins within, and only those; he kept it coiled, before he formed his Kokouton chakra the same way…
Perhaps linear movement wasn’t the way, he spiraled the chakra tightly, in a coil to keep it dense, tight, together, it was difficult, it didn’t want to move that way, but the more he compressed it, spun it, the faster it began to move, less like mud, or lead, it felt like moving his own chakra; it just required an extra trick behind it.
But it wasn’t optimal, the rotation, the spiraling of his chakra required too much concentration and effort, wasn’t there something about the natural rotation of someone’s chakra? His sensei had mentioned it once before touching his head, and so Raizou stopped once more, he looked up at his long bang and then placed a palm on the crown of his head, it was a clockwise rotation of his hair…
So maybe it was the same for his chakra, and so he spun it clockwise now, the spiraling of it was easier, his chakra wanted to take on that shape; taking it in stride, and taking it well; Raizou looked at the leaf he was holding in his hand, as his two chakras met, and melded in the beginning, the fusing of it was even, and it worked…Now to do this on a larger scale…
No. He was getting ahead of himself, it was better to focus on the smaller variants of nature transformation for the time being. He got up from his place, and looked around the drawers, his dad’s scroll must have been somewhere…Or maybe he’d need to check out his mother’s cupboard? Nah, he found something eventually, he could read over it, and see the contents. The other paper exercises, it might as well be time to practice with his other two natures, he’d avoided it for a while, but having them under his belt would only increase his control of Hiton, and therefore Kokouton, would it not?
He looked over it, first was Katon, he was better versed in it; or at least it was easier to imagine chakra turning into fire than electricity, lightning wasn’t as easy to envision in his mind, not yet. But he could pick apart what made fire crack. It was another leaf exercise, but since he was dealing with fire, Raizou made his way outside, to the modest garden within their residence, the patio, and sliding shoji doors led to an open expanse, where a large tree provided most of the shade.
He looked at the falling leaves, and allowed one to fall into his palm; they were new buds, but the wind had been harsh; it would do. Raizou placed it between his fingers, Katon was a matter of rolling ones chakra over, before compressing it until the point it ignited. It was how simple jutsu like fireball were done, but he had no true Katon jutsu in his arsenal.
So, he had to do it from envisioning it, and making his chakra follow those instructions; it wasn’t a simple process as Raizou went through it. He had far above average Control, he was aware of that fact, more so than some of the Jounin he had met, but that wasn’t being used for all that much.
This was a spike, difficult, and hard as he worked over it, it seemed like an eternity had passed before the leaf began to burn from the middle; but that was where the important part of the training began, keeping the flame contained to a ring.
Tightly wound, and contained, but it pushed back against him, it was hard to do that without snuffing it out. Katon naturally spread, that was a core trait of it, and he knew that well enough, so as he struggled against it, it began to burn past him; until it almost reached his fingers causing him to let go of the leaf, and allow it to burn away in the air.
He tried it once more, reaching only the same result, and then another time in that moment only to reach that result one more time. It wasn’t easy, and he wasn’t happy about how it was going, but it was becoming simpler and simpler with each attempt, he could light the fire quicker, and it took even longer for the flame to burn away the leaf.
But…It wasn’t a complete session not yet, Raizou closed his eyes, he didn’t need to see, but to feel it out in order to get his chakra to move how he wanted, it wasn’t a matter of simply pushing it as he was findiing out, but…
Compression once more, he focused, and willed his chakra to fold on itself, and compress it until it sparked the flame. But he didn’t stop there, he continued to knead the flame with Katon chakra, keeping it tightly woven, folding into it. The flames that were there continued to build, but it didn’t spread, not until the moment he would allow it to…He held it for a while, and continued to watch it until he finally let it go.
”Gotta repeat that again tomorrow, now for Raiton…” He muttered.
Raiton wasn’t as easy, creating sparks between his hands without paralyzing himself was never going to be a simple matter, assuming he could even make the sparks to begin with. Raizou took in a deep breath before he looked down at his hands. They would definitely not make it through the day unscathed, it was why he had wanted to leave this until the very last moment.
He’d have to do days of repetition anyway, maybe it’d be worth learning some Iryojutsu? But for now, he began to close his eyes, and make his chakra move throughout his body, molding more yin and yang energies together, his spiritual and physical energies molded into the supernatural energy they called chakra.
What made chakra able to be chakra in the first place? He wondered that, but it wasn’t worthwhile dwelling on it for too long. It was supposedly similar to Fuuton, and yet different, as he rubbed his chakra together, not in a thin line, but as if forcing static to form, or rather forcing his chakra to become static itself as it pushed itself away.
Both ends needed to become polarized in different ways before coming together as one, it wasn’t easy for him. It was different, but at the same time because it was so difficult, he could feel himself build a good and proper headache, it never did feel like training if it didn’t hurt a little, the singed tips of his fingers could attest to that.
But that was why the first little spark had been a surprise, but he hadn’t controlled it, causing him to hiss and whip his hand back and forth. It was painful, but he didn’t focus on that aspect for too long. Raizou placed his hands back together, palms facing one another before he took in a deep breath, bringing his focus to the forefront. He needed to be able to do this properly or else there’d be no point behind the pain.
He closed his eyes once more, getting into a meditative mindset before he forced his chakra to move, to clash against itself, and then some more. One zap, but he didn’t move; he didn’t manage to control it. It was like focusing on two things at the same time; pain would be fine, his hand would go numb soon. Two zaps.
It started small, but the little sparks began to grow more numerous as they multiplied, he could feel his muscles spasming but he pushed through the pain, and the smell of ozone. The burning of his palms, he could do this much.
He’d shed and seen enough blood be shed, pain wasn’t going to stop him from pushing forward.
He forced it into strands, strings that rolled together, meshed with one another as he spread his hands apart. It wasn’t consistent, it wasn’t strong yet, but it was gradually reaching a pattern as he could feel the electricity pass between his fingers, the lightning moved between his hands, beginning to illuminate the gradually dimming surroundings. It was a sight to behold, one he was proud of, but it wasn’t truly there just yet.
There were pathways it had to follow, like electrons in a queue, or something along those lines. The lightning-like chakra began to grow more orderly, though it made a larger crackling sound as if struggling against its binds, the feeling of pain long gone as his hands had gone numb, his arms began to droop; but he continued to keep the flow going.
The flow of chakra only began to grow even, as he had gotten it into a set flow without hurting his palms, or anything else. It was exactly what he had hoped for, expected. It seemed the training was complete…Now just for repetition of what he’d done…
”Maybe my parents are right about this whole training freak idiot thing…”
Control Training - 2316/2250 for x3 Control
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| Name | Rank | Village | Plotboards | Socals | Stat Total |
| Awai, Raizou | Chuunin | Konohagakure | [S:0 A:0 B:0 C:1 D:0] | 3 | 140 |
Training Grounds
Ever since he’d trained in his Kokouton Jutsu, and done the nature transformation training, he had found it easier to shape further uses of this type of jutsu, he just got it. It simply just made sense to him, but Raizou knew that the current one might be a bit more difficult than the rest, he needed a sense of Malleability to this Jutsu.
He worked on the shaft, and the overall shape of the Bow first, he wanted a shortbow, something easy to move around with; perhaps light to carry, that was all he required from this jutsu at the end of the day. He looked at his hands, watching the Kokouton chakra take shape, and make a form that he knew would come into use, but the most difficult part was the string.
The string itself, wasn’t anywhere near as easy as a slightly curved instrument. He weaved the chakra tight, keeping the rotation high, spiraling it, and connected both ends of the bow with one another, but it didn’t pull well, it was too strong in a sense. There was something else to this Jutsu, something that he needed to get right.
The flow of chakra wasn’t the only matter, it was the thickness of it that needed to be fixed; he worked on it some more. Keeping his chakra levels steady, calm, even as he tried to tighten the overall thickness of the string needed to be lessened, and he worked on it, removing his chakra, and coiling what was there to be even tighter than before; so that he could make full use of it in the near future.
Raizou chipped at it, pulled to check if it was ready, and then started all over again once more, refining the process with each step that he took; until the moment he heard that distinctive twang, though the force of the release was more than he had expected.
Kokouton - Bow - 322/300
He worked on the shaft, and the overall shape of the Bow first, he wanted a shortbow, something easy to move around with; perhaps light to carry, that was all he required from this jutsu at the end of the day. He looked at his hands, watching the Kokouton chakra take shape, and make a form that he knew would come into use, but the most difficult part was the string.
The string itself, wasn’t anywhere near as easy as a slightly curved instrument. He weaved the chakra tight, keeping the rotation high, spiraling it, and connected both ends of the bow with one another, but it didn’t pull well, it was too strong in a sense. There was something else to this Jutsu, something that he needed to get right.
The flow of chakra wasn’t the only matter, it was the thickness of it that needed to be fixed; he worked on it some more. Keeping his chakra levels steady, calm, even as he tried to tighten the overall thickness of the string needed to be lessened, and he worked on it, removing his chakra, and coiling what was there to be even tighter than before; so that he could make full use of it in the near future.
Raizou chipped at it, pulled to check if it was ready, and then started all over again once more, refining the process with each step that he took; until the moment he heard that distinctive twang, though the force of the release was more than he had expected.
Kokouton - Bow - 322/300
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| Name | Rank | Village | Plotboards | Socals | Stat Total |
| Awai, Raizou | Chuunin | Konohagakure | [S:0 A:0 B:0 C:1 D:0] | 3 | 140 |
Training Grounds
Finding himself at lull with his Nature Transformation training, Raizou looked into another form of Nature Transformation. It was going to be useful in the future, and pivotal for the sake of his Fuuinjutsu, and sensory jutsu.
Yin chakra, it was used in healing techniques, Genjutsu, and a variety of other places, plus he was sure that doing this plus yang would allow him to understand chakra on a deeper level. At the very least, his own chakra. The idea of what it was…
Is difficult to properly convey, he knew where it was used, he knew what it stood for, but it was still chakra, just molded differently, and made to work. He looked down at his hands before putting them into a ram seal as he allowed the chakra within his own body to begin to flow at speed. It was rolling faster and faster, but he was going for a refining process different to the usual.
It was taking a part of his chakra, a half of it, and making it constitute more than half; what was the correct ratio? He knew what it felt like, but he didn’t know what it was. That was really the truth of it. The hardest part was taking the part that was Yin and making it more.
One molded chakra together in order to use it, mixing together; so he just had to bastardize that process somehow. Raizou understood that easily enough…In principle.
But actually doing it was another matter altogether, he wasn’t sure what parts he was supposed to keep, and what parts to work out of the process. He took in a deep breath, right until the core of his stomach; a meditative breathing process to sharpen his thinking, his thoughts.
Then he began to do it properly, feeling his yang and yin mix together, he pulled at it. It was subtle, and it didn’t want to move from that ratio, suppressing one was harder than it looked, but doing that while bolstering the other seemed to be really difficult. It required a lot of effort to get it to move even just a little bit, Raizou felt as if his head was going to explode with how much pressure he put into that kind of focus.
Yin was unique, it made up some destructive forces, mental forces, and it could bolster yang when used in healing to allow faster recovery…But that was all textbook, it didn’t move for him at all. Raizou wondered why that was, even though he was putting in so much effort in order to just get it to move even just a little bit…It didn’t make sense, so that just meant he was doing it wrong and so he released the ram seal.
He released a huge sigh before he fell onto his ass, taking in a deep breath he looked up at the sky, and the drifting clouds that moved on overhead, rather than being pulled; they were simply drifting in the wind. It looked so gentle, easy, comfortable…
A part of him wanted to return to his old hobby of cloud watching, to be lazy, and take it easy. To just go along with life without having to put in this much work. ”So I can get another one of my teams killed, huh?” He said it to spite himself, a twisted smirk. Taking it easy, gently, wouldn’t work for him…
”Wait…”
Or could it?
Raizou put his hands together in the Rat seal, there was no point in forcing down his yang energy, he just had to coax in more Yin chakra; allowing it to flow comfortably. It came at the usual ratio of fifty/fifty, but he gradually pulled on more. No, pulling would be wrong, it was more that he was coaxing it. Like swinging on a swing, just a subtle move of his legs would get him higher each time.
It was momentum, he pulled on some, and more came out. It wasn’t easy, but it began to flow naturally together, mixing; but now he needed to get the ratio right, and he knew at present that wasn’t where he was heading to.
It wasn’t the right feeling just yet, it was closer to a 90 percent Yin chakra, which wasn’t the ideal goal of this, he needed to lower it some, he had pulled on too much and so he allowed it to disperse, at present he didn’t know how to pull on more Yang chakra.
It was a careful process that he couldn’t screw up, he was wasting chakra by the second to begin with, and being mission ready was always a priori- Who was he kidding, he went all out as he played with various mixtures and ratios, yin chakra falling from his system each and every time as he messed up again and again.
It was too easy to call on and so he wondered just how he could fix this, maybe he’d need to train his Yang chakra too? But most Genjutsu users didn’t…
But eventually, he fell into the right ratio, where it managed to fit just right. Raizou smirked as he memorized the feeling, and then did it a few more time for good measure. Feeling it flow through his system was different, he’d need to figure out some Genjutsu to use with this or else it’d be a pointless skill to learn…
”Then again could I use it with Katon?” He muttered to himself before he shook his head.
There was a second part to this, feeling out his chakra system was one thing, pulling on Yin chakra was great just as well, but there were two components that made up chakra, and this time Raizou sat down.
He kept his focus steady, he wasn’t molding chakra but they settled into the ram seal by nature and memory as he thought on it. Vitality was a different matter, there had to be a way to pull on it.
It seemed people did this innately, according to some scroll written by some old fart monk who hadn’t trained chakra since dropping out of the academy. Scholars usually weren’t warriors, or vice-versa, but there were exceptions.
The village was trying to fi-
He was getting carried away, Raizou looked within himself, Yin chakra had come out one way, but Yang would need to come out the other way. It would be useful to bolster himself with, maybe for some jutsu or another. But primarily, he felt the flow of Yin chakra lessen within his system, and began to mold chakra within himself one more time.
But Yang chakra didn’t allow itself to be coaxed like Yin did, and pushing on it with force didn’t seem to do anything either, so Raizou took in a sigh before he concentrated even more, wondering what he could do in order to increase the ratio. Pushing down his Yin, pulling it back gently was doing some of the trick, but it was just less Yin, not more Yang.
But that was really it. He took a breath, and followed the course of Yang, it was a gradual process that seemed to leak from every part of his body in small amounts before joining spiritual energy in order to make chakra. It was Life force, the energy created by the body’s natural processes, i wasn’t as if he could force his metabolism to increase by will without a jutsu which defeated the purpose…
It was more like he needed to open the doors and allow it to flow as it wanted to; the mind could only make the body so much, and had to accommodate it. Yin chakra accommodated Yang, but that wasn’t the greatest thing in the world for him.
People had done it before, so Raizou sought the ability to do it himself. If Yin was the sky, then perhaps Yang was the earth, moving the earth wasn’t possible unless you took all parts into consideration, or you did it bit by bit. He didn’t need to increase his metabolism, but he could draw from elsewhere…
He felt it out, the trickle and the many many sources of it throughout his body, too much for a human mind to really focus on, at least at this level. He had high control, but he wasn’t in the realm of the truly beyond exceptional just yet.
It was like little clicks, opening little doors step by step, he could feel each of his Tenketsu as the chakra passed through them, even the really large ones he didn’t mess with…He wasn’t the most sturdy, his Yang chakra was less than his Yin; he could tell that much. He had always been more of a brainy than physical kind.
But he had clicked into it, and with that he knew that he needed to refine it even more in the future or else it’d come to bite him in the ass. It clicked step by step, as he moved the ratio of the two around, bouncing between majority Yang, to majority Yin. It was back and forth until he felt the ratios were correct. Until he grew comfortable with it, once he reached the point of being happy about it he stopped.
Raizou went to stand up before he fell back onto his asshole, his muscles, his mind, everything felt like it had been drained…He was really too inefficient with that training session.
”Guess I’m cloud watching then.”
1592/1500 - Control Training
Yin chakra, it was used in healing techniques, Genjutsu, and a variety of other places, plus he was sure that doing this plus yang would allow him to understand chakra on a deeper level. At the very least, his own chakra. The idea of what it was…
Is difficult to properly convey, he knew where it was used, he knew what it stood for, but it was still chakra, just molded differently, and made to work. He looked down at his hands before putting them into a ram seal as he allowed the chakra within his own body to begin to flow at speed. It was rolling faster and faster, but he was going for a refining process different to the usual.
It was taking a part of his chakra, a half of it, and making it constitute more than half; what was the correct ratio? He knew what it felt like, but he didn’t know what it was. That was really the truth of it. The hardest part was taking the part that was Yin and making it more.
One molded chakra together in order to use it, mixing together; so he just had to bastardize that process somehow. Raizou understood that easily enough…In principle.
But actually doing it was another matter altogether, he wasn’t sure what parts he was supposed to keep, and what parts to work out of the process. He took in a deep breath, right until the core of his stomach; a meditative breathing process to sharpen his thinking, his thoughts.
Then he began to do it properly, feeling his yang and yin mix together, he pulled at it. It was subtle, and it didn’t want to move from that ratio, suppressing one was harder than it looked, but doing that while bolstering the other seemed to be really difficult. It required a lot of effort to get it to move even just a little bit, Raizou felt as if his head was going to explode with how much pressure he put into that kind of focus.
Yin was unique, it made up some destructive forces, mental forces, and it could bolster yang when used in healing to allow faster recovery…But that was all textbook, it didn’t move for him at all. Raizou wondered why that was, even though he was putting in so much effort in order to just get it to move even just a little bit…It didn’t make sense, so that just meant he was doing it wrong and so he released the ram seal.
He released a huge sigh before he fell onto his ass, taking in a deep breath he looked up at the sky, and the drifting clouds that moved on overhead, rather than being pulled; they were simply drifting in the wind. It looked so gentle, easy, comfortable…
A part of him wanted to return to his old hobby of cloud watching, to be lazy, and take it easy. To just go along with life without having to put in this much work. ”So I can get another one of my teams killed, huh?” He said it to spite himself, a twisted smirk. Taking it easy, gently, wouldn’t work for him…
”Wait…”
Or could it?
Raizou put his hands together in the Rat seal, there was no point in forcing down his yang energy, he just had to coax in more Yin chakra; allowing it to flow comfortably. It came at the usual ratio of fifty/fifty, but he gradually pulled on more. No, pulling would be wrong, it was more that he was coaxing it. Like swinging on a swing, just a subtle move of his legs would get him higher each time.
It was momentum, he pulled on some, and more came out. It wasn’t easy, but it began to flow naturally together, mixing; but now he needed to get the ratio right, and he knew at present that wasn’t where he was heading to.
It wasn’t the right feeling just yet, it was closer to a 90 percent Yin chakra, which wasn’t the ideal goal of this, he needed to lower it some, he had pulled on too much and so he allowed it to disperse, at present he didn’t know how to pull on more Yang chakra.
It was a careful process that he couldn’t screw up, he was wasting chakra by the second to begin with, and being mission ready was always a priori- Who was he kidding, he went all out as he played with various mixtures and ratios, yin chakra falling from his system each and every time as he messed up again and again.
It was too easy to call on and so he wondered just how he could fix this, maybe he’d need to train his Yang chakra too? But most Genjutsu users didn’t…
But eventually, he fell into the right ratio, where it managed to fit just right. Raizou smirked as he memorized the feeling, and then did it a few more time for good measure. Feeling it flow through his system was different, he’d need to figure out some Genjutsu to use with this or else it’d be a pointless skill to learn…
”Then again could I use it with Katon?” He muttered to himself before he shook his head.
There was a second part to this, feeling out his chakra system was one thing, pulling on Yin chakra was great just as well, but there were two components that made up chakra, and this time Raizou sat down.
He kept his focus steady, he wasn’t molding chakra but they settled into the ram seal by nature and memory as he thought on it. Vitality was a different matter, there had to be a way to pull on it.
It seemed people did this innately, according to some scroll written by some old fart monk who hadn’t trained chakra since dropping out of the academy. Scholars usually weren’t warriors, or vice-versa, but there were exceptions.
The village was trying to fi-
He was getting carried away, Raizou looked within himself, Yin chakra had come out one way, but Yang would need to come out the other way. It would be useful to bolster himself with, maybe for some jutsu or another. But primarily, he felt the flow of Yin chakra lessen within his system, and began to mold chakra within himself one more time.
But Yang chakra didn’t allow itself to be coaxed like Yin did, and pushing on it with force didn’t seem to do anything either, so Raizou took in a sigh before he concentrated even more, wondering what he could do in order to increase the ratio. Pushing down his Yin, pulling it back gently was doing some of the trick, but it was just less Yin, not more Yang.
But that was really it. He took a breath, and followed the course of Yang, it was a gradual process that seemed to leak from every part of his body in small amounts before joining spiritual energy in order to make chakra. It was Life force, the energy created by the body’s natural processes, i wasn’t as if he could force his metabolism to increase by will without a jutsu which defeated the purpose…
It was more like he needed to open the doors and allow it to flow as it wanted to; the mind could only make the body so much, and had to accommodate it. Yin chakra accommodated Yang, but that wasn’t the greatest thing in the world for him.
People had done it before, so Raizou sought the ability to do it himself. If Yin was the sky, then perhaps Yang was the earth, moving the earth wasn’t possible unless you took all parts into consideration, or you did it bit by bit. He didn’t need to increase his metabolism, but he could draw from elsewhere…
He felt it out, the trickle and the many many sources of it throughout his body, too much for a human mind to really focus on, at least at this level. He had high control, but he wasn’t in the realm of the truly beyond exceptional just yet.
It was like little clicks, opening little doors step by step, he could feel each of his Tenketsu as the chakra passed through them, even the really large ones he didn’t mess with…He wasn’t the most sturdy, his Yang chakra was less than his Yin; he could tell that much. He had always been more of a brainy than physical kind.
But he had clicked into it, and with that he knew that he needed to refine it even more in the future or else it’d come to bite him in the ass. It clicked step by step, as he moved the ratio of the two around, bouncing between majority Yang, to majority Yin. It was back and forth until he felt the ratios were correct. Until he grew comfortable with it, once he reached the point of being happy about it he stopped.
Raizou went to stand up before he fell back onto his asshole, his muscles, his mind, everything felt like it had been drained…He was really too inefficient with that training session.
”Guess I’m cloud watching then.”
1592/1500 - Control Training
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| Name | Rank | Village | Plotboards | Socals | Stat Total |
| Awai, Raizou | Chuunin | Konohagakure | [S:0 A:0 B:0 C:1 D:0] | 3 | 140 |