He had sent word to the Tsukino household that he wished to see Nishiki. With his new status as bannin he highly doubted the request would be refused. Not that it likely would have were he a jounin, either. That wasn't the point. The point was that he had one last thing to give to the pink fox before he left, and it was an important gift to give him. As for himself? Well, Aimi had his own mission to accomplish and there was no better time to start than the present. Aimi stood on the smaller lake's surface that surrounded the island on which Kirigakure sat. The chakra in his feet kept him afloat on top of the water as it always did and he knew that he could maintain this for a long while. He had told Nishiki to meet him on the west beach, but in the meantime? While he waited? Well... there was a reason that he was stood on water.
Aimi was about to do something most would consider crazy, but for him? It was something that was a long time coming. He breathed evenly and tried to prepare himself for his first official task on the road to greater power: Self immolation.
For years he had studied fire. He'd gone over it's properties, tested it's limits, applied it in ways that none other before him had thought of. He had been burned, he had burned things, and people, himself, by all rights and accounts he was an expert of the flame. Being as such, there was one thing he knew to be universally true no matter what; fire burned. Get it hot enough and it would burn through anything and everything. He stood upon the lake as a safety precaution, as an emergency switch for what he was about to do. For he felt that in order to truly master the flame, he needed to get more comfortable with it's embrace.
As such he brought his right hand up and looked down at it. He took in a deep breath and began to channel his chakra. His hand glowed orange with the stuff and he brought his thumb and middle finger together, waiting right there on the edge of ignition as a final step to prepare himself mentally. 'This is going to hurt. This is going to hurt a LOT,' he thought to himself, knowing it to be true. He did not truly fear the pain that was to come, nor did he fear failure. The water would drench him if he could not take the heat of the flame. His body would heal. All that he feared now was time, specifically, how long it would take to get this down.
With a sigh he closed his eyes, took in a final breath, let it out in a huff so that no air was in his lungs, said under his breath, "Fuck it," and snapped his fingers. An ember of flame made manifest by his own chakra appeared directly in front of his chest before bursting outwards in all directions into a raging inferno 32 meters in size! The fire engulfed Aimi at the epicenter of it all, the water beneath him was blown back and hissed in protest from the sudden heat, the air around him flared up with light and fire and Aimi stood at the center of it all burning! He would have screamed if he could, but there was no air with which he could scream. Only fire. Only flame.
The Kaguya hunched over forward in agony as the fire consumed his flesh. The flames around him in the air and on the water were quick to dissipate, but those that clung to his flesh bit and snarled as skin crackled and popped. 'Stick with the pain, don't shut this out,' he thought to the best of his ability. Yet it was hard. The pain was intense and screaming! His hair was burned away to nothing and his body served as fuel for fire! Flames danced skyward off of his charring body and danced in delight!
Yet, despite all of this, Aimi remained and his body fought back! The fire raged but his flesh regenerated and as he stood still he tried to focus not just on the pain but also on healing, on being resistant to these fires. He had been burned countless times in his life, this was nothing new to him. He just needed his body to adjust, to grow accustomed, to rebel against the flame! And, gradually, it did. As he stood still and focused his body worked to heal itself faster, yet all the same the fires were not extinguished. They continued to bite and gnaw at his skin and muscles, yet as Aimi willed it his body rebelled. It rejected the flames, the heat, and grew resilient to them. Slowly his flesh grew back to the best of it's ability with the continuous burning until, after what felt like a small eternity, all that remained were a few sparse flames and angry, pink flesh. The hallmarks of second degree burns, open blisters and dry, cracked skin, covered his body... but that was all there was.
Finally when Aimi could take it no more he let himself fall into the lake and was doused with water. The sudden cold hurt more than the fire to him and he flailed for a few moments before forcing his way back to the surface and gasping strongly for air! He panted and practically shrieked with pain as every part of his naked body was blistered, burned and savaged by his own fire... yet he was alive. Alive and, he felt certain, more a master of flame than anyone ever before him.
S-Ranked Taijutsu Discipline
Prerequisite: [Rigid Structure], [Heavenly Body Control] S rank pyramid of Katon ninjutsu, Regenerative ability
Fire is the element of progress, destruction and the human spirit as a whole. Very few have gained a true mastery over this most volatile of elements, but for those who have there is this Discipline. Through repeated exposure to flame of varying intensity the user has gained a tolerance for the lashing tongues of fire that they are so familiar with. This Discipline makes it so that the burn degrees of Katon based ninjutsu are reduced by two degrees, causing fourth degree burns to become second degree, third degree to become first degree, and second and first degree burns to become little more than minor irritations on the skin. Additionally, burn based injuries no longer cause the user's physical capabilities to suffer, meaning neither the impact of their strikes nor their physical speed are reduced by such afflictions.