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Physical Training *Chakra Increase pt. 1*

Irritation fueled Bastian this early morning, his mom had popped up in his room with complaints on what he wasn't doing and yet here he was a shinobi and making a living. He walked to the training area he shuffled his backpack abit the burden starting to get heavy, with Repede not far behind. He had to get stronger he had to become better than he was now so he can get more high paying missions. Though he would rather not do anything and simple get payed to do nothing, but it was highly unlikely. Kiri wasn't known for its high paying slacker jobs and being a pro slacker was most definitely frowned upon. His partner Repede growled as they neared a little open area which was ideal for Bastian to relieve some stress as well as get some benefit from it. He wasn't sure when chunin exams would be coming up, but he wasn't concerned about other shinobi. As far as he was concerned he was the best and to lose was to die, "My way of life wont allow failure of any kind." As he said this Repede growled in a low tone as he blew smoke from the pipe in his mouth. Bastian always found it hilarious when Repede did this as a smoking dog was beyond normal,"Got something on your chest old man," Bastian teased. Repede returned the smart remark with a puff of smoke directed at Bastian's face. Coughing Bastian attempted to kick Repede only to find the dog had strategically stepped away toward a more shaded area,"You better run you damn mutt, he yelled as he turned to notice the place he was looking for was in sight now.

He continued his walk till he came to a open like area this was perfect he thought as there was a lake to jump in after his training. He took off his hat and placed on Repede's head," Hold that will ya," he said. It was very early in the morning the sun was just about to rise. There was still a chill in the air as Bastian dropped his bag which in turn gave a thud. He strecthed a bit as a Repede lay sleeping not far away. After he finished he knelt down near the bag and took out its contents. There were several training items mostly weights to help with more resistant as he trained. He put on his weight vest, ankle weights, and arm weights all equaling to about 150lbs in all. Today was the first day of his training one he had mapped out to last an entire week. He would start today as a warm up for the following weeks to come to condition his body for what awaited him.

Today was just for physical endurance and strength. He started first with the basics which due t the weight was very hard, his goal was 100 push ups but he by the time he got to 50 he was dead tired. The weights made every effort difficult by the time he was at 90 he was covered in sweat and his arm stung as if they weer being branded by fire itself. He pushed himself with all he finally finishing the 100. He collapsed to the ground his arms feeling like they were paralyzed he left his eyes wnder to Repede who buy now sat up and he growled in a teasing like tone. Not liking to be teased by his own pet Noctis willed himself up and stood up. He was a little fatigued but his ambition fueled his fire "I'm am far from done" he yelled out loud. He leaned forward and put hands in front of him so it looks as if he is about to do push ups again. Using his stomache muscles he lifted his lower half of his body so that his feet would be completely in the air. He straightened his arms and body so that now he was completely in a vertical position. Once he gained his balance he started pushing his own weight plus the weight of training gear. Though his muscles ached he pushed himself past his breaking point and beyond. He managed only 20 of these before he was forced to stop. His arms wouldnt obey him anymore and he fell to the ground, he now lay on his back looking up at the sky. He couldnt stop now he had to get up he had to get better. He got up again and was about to fall when Repede came and help him balance. He smiled at his comrade and and rub his head,"You better not tell anyone," he said in a joking tone. His arms now tired he needed to wear out his legs then his real practice would begin.

Bastian took a 10 minute break so he could eat some food and drink a little water. Now feeling a bit more energized he was ready for his run. He normal did five laps around the village and made it look easy but under these weights would prove more challenging. He would run not for a certain amount of times but till his legs would no longer cooperate. He did a last minute stretch and he took off. He when full speed so to get more fatigued faster. The weights made each step a labored step. He wasnt running around the village now just the entire length of the training area. Not wanting to be left out Repede ran alongs side Bastian growling everytime Bastian slowed down. Bastian was happy that he had such a loyal friend who understood him, he knew he would never have to second guess his friendship with Repede. He snapped back to reality when he heard Repede growl again this time louder, it seems he slowed down quite a bit he gritted his teeth and pushed himself so he caught up with Repede. He managed 10 laps before his legs gave out and he fell to the ground. He finally had finished the warm up and smiled to himself he was more tired than he had expected. He slowly got on his feet, his body shook as if he was cold but in reality his body was way beyond its breaking point. He made his way to a nearby rock and leaned against it. He was only halfway done he still had more to do but his body ached. He closed his eyes and almost fell asleep when Repede growled at him loudly. He opened his and realized he just dozed off. He couldnt rest now he had work to do and it couldnt stop now.

His body still shaking a little he drink the last of his water, he looked into the sky and saw that the sun had reached its zenith. His final task was simple he needed to loosen up his muscle he had just worked out, the best way was fighting one shadow in a manner of speaking. He looked upon his shadow on the rock the goal was to out fight your shadow, which is impossible, it forces one to speed up and become more coordinate in ones attacks. Bastian however had is own method, he grabbed two dumb bells one in each hand which felt like he was lifting a house to his fatgue. He liked this method of training because it was like fighting himself which forced him to try new methods. He started his training and attacked the rock as his shadowed copied his every move. He knew it was impossible to out fight ones own shadow but that wasn't the point of this. The point was to make ones body more limber. He attacked in a rhythmic fashion it looked almost like a dance. He closed his eyes now and let his natural fighting instinct take over. His arms no longer felt stiff but loose but he could feel the power in his swing now. He continued for only a few more minutes when he opened his eyes and he delivered a swift but strong kick to the rock. He paused and waited as he watched his shadow crumbled to the ground, the rock now just a bunch of smaller stones. Feeling satisfied he turned to his bag and pulled out a sleeping bag. He knew after he finish he couldnt make the walk home. He rested a bit to ease his muscles, tonight would begin the next part of his training and he would need the rest. He moved his things to a shaded area of the Training center and laid back on hiis sleeping bag. Repede having took a nap already stayed up to watch over his friend while he slept. Blowing smoke as the slight breeze caught it in the air and sent it sailing away, Repede growled low and looked at the rising moon. The moon was hypnotic at times as he could stare at it for hours without growing bored, turning toward Bastian see if he still slept, Repede walked off for a bit staying close so that if need be he could show up and protect his friend.

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