Kinu and Miku training. [C.Candy][P]

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5:45pm

"I think its moving.. no wait. Ah ha! It moved two centimeters!" Yelled the exuberant Kinu who rocked on the swing childishly. He smiled cheerfully while rocking on his wooden seat happily, flinging his crossed legs back and forth to gain more momentum. His small hands constricted the frail ropes of the swing tightly as he began to swing higher into the air consistently. It didn't take long for the young boy to almost reach a height that was parallel to the top of the swing set, which was pretty high. Images flashed in front of his eyes repeatedly but in a reversing pattern. First he would see the ground while swinging down, then the academy school across the trees, and finally the dull sky. Across from the swing set near the edge of the training ground Kinu had a clear vision of the great clock which sat on the tallest peak of the academy building. Although rather far from Kinu's location he could still manage to see the clock's hands and the blurred images of the numbers. The shortest hand was almost to the six while the longest was a few ticks from the twelve. In the midst of almost making a perfect one-eighty degree angle on the swing Kinu thought he caught a glimpse of the long hand moving ever so slightly. "Its almost 6'oclock!" He thought while ruffly sliding his sandals across the ground to slow himself down. It took a few tries before Kinu could finally come to a steady halt but even then he had to catch himself of the dizziness. He could see the dark brown skid marks beneath his feet that created a swell arch in the ground. Had smiled sourly at his humorous creation.

Kinu hopped off the swing innocently and straightened himself up. He could feel the texture of his brown shirt and sweat pants as he wiped the dust off of them, creating small dust clouds in the process. He didn't intend to get himself all dirty just yet, he wanted to save all the fugliness to when he actually trained with Miku Sensei. The thought of her was lukewarm in a way, he enjoyed her company very much so but he knew she'll probably work him to death need be. Although she brought of a presence of sunshine and candy, Kinu knew she wasn't all that radiant as she seemed to be. She was a Jounin after all, which meant there was some kind of darkness in her that the village trusted her with such a honorable position. Nonetheless it would be interesting in seeing her in the training field with himself for the traditional 'Jounin and Genin' bonding thing, ugh. Kinu took a second to remember their last introductory meeting on a statue, he remembered their conversation perfectly with his youthful recognition ability. Her ability to manipulate paper grew on his imagination like a uncontrollable flame on gasoline. Since that day he has never looked at a paper ball the same without smirking.

So today was a simple training day where Miku would train him on a Jutsu he was developing, as well as any other tricks she has to offer during the process. "It's going to be so fun." He thought while walking across the playground area and onto the dirt road. "I wonder if she'll be on time?" He thought while strolling down the pathway. The jutsu that he wanted to practice was something called the 'Buffalo Fists' which he'd been thinking about creating for quite some time. The idea was for Kinu to create two fist like weapons that can smash anything using his animal sealing ability. The idea was maybe childish and he wondered if Miku would laugh at the idea. After walking for a short while waving at village bystanders on the way he finally made it to the meeting place for Miku and him. The lightning planes in general was a pretty basic grassy area, but the location where Kinu had picked had a bit more trees than the average spot. It will soon be noon and Kinu decided to wait for his sensei at the base of a large tree. The shade it provided was soothing in this warm weather, the temperature was increasing with the sun becoming more exposed as clouds passed. Taking the rubber band from his wrist Kinu began the process of tying his spiky blond hair into a pony tail to cool himself off.

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Nap: a short period of sleep, usually during the daytime. It is quite common for small children and elderly people to take naps. Despite that little fact; there was Miku Tetsumi, neither a child nor senior, snoozing away doing what you would call 'napping'. She laid on her back with head just crooked to the right. It might have sounded like a fairly comfortable position to be sleeping in, but it wasn't. No, no- She was sleeping on a tree branch; neck bound to ache the moment she awoke with the way it was so strained against the hard bark. Come to think of it, her back would probably hurt somewhat, too. In her defense, Miku enjoyed sleep. It wasn't because she was lazy, nor didn't maintain a healthy sleeping schedule. She simply just liked it. So, when the opportunity just seemed to some how fall upon her so easily; eyes becoming heavy with not a soul to disturb her, she feel into a slumber. That had been before, however.

As time had elapsed during her unconscious state, the world had of course continued to move along without her. What was once an empty field, was now bustling with playful children. They all had charged over from the Academy; all glad to be out of the learning facility. Of course the field wasn't peaceful, now. Miku stirred somewhat in her sleep whilst crooking her head towards the left instead of the right. It wasn't that hard to miss the sleeping woman up in the tree. In fact, a group of children surrounded her in mild interest and concern. "Do you think it's dead?" a boy questioned. "It's not an it, it's a she! Can't you tell? And of course, she isn't! She's breathing, see! Just look at her chest!" a girl responded while pointing at Miku's rising and falling chest. "I can definitely tell." another boy pipped in while blushing; blatantly staring at her chest. It probably didn't help that Miku was wearing a belly-shirt.

"D-Don't stare her down, jeez! You little pervert!" the same girl from before yelped. Miku stirred once more with an almost inaudible groan. The children watched more intently. "Here, I'll wake her up! Hee hee!" an overly enthusiastic girl exclaimed with a squirt gun in hand. Half of the group laughed whilst the other's shook their head. It wouldn't matter if they agreed or not with the girl, for Miku's hazy emerald green eyes shone back at them all. Some almost jumped in surprise. "She's awake!" a children whispered albeit loudly. "Shh, shh!" another replied, which was quite honestly louder than anything else that had been said. The once sleeping kunoichi began to sit up some. A small ache radiated from her neck and back. That was the consequences of napping upon such a sturdy hard tree, after all. She winced slightly as she moved her neck around; sitting up all the way which was followed by a yawn.

The children watched quietly and intently. The kunoichi pushed back some of her vibrant hair and jumped off from the tree. A small thud emitted upon landing onto the ground. Her emerald eyes scanned the children and rested on the girl holding the toy squirt gun. One of her eyebrows rose in amusement. "Aha, um..." the girl began to start up; sheepishly hiding the gun. "We thought you were dead?" she stated in such a way as to question if she herself even believed what she had just said. "Oh, really, now?" a mixture of a scoff and laughter left Miku as she questioned in return. "You would squirt a dead body with water rather than call for help? Sounds like we might have a little sociopath on our hands..." the woman added on jokingly. "I-I'm not a sociopath!" the girl yelped in defense. "What's a sociopath?" one child whispered to another. Low cackles erupted from Miku. "I'm just mess'n with you. I would've had to be woken up, anyways. It is...", she turned her head to look at a rather large clock in the distance, "...almost six o' clock! Oh, I must be going. Don't want to be late!"

After preforming a playful swat on top the girl's head, the kunoichi left them and made her way over to the lightning plains. It wasn't all that far away, really. A good ten minutes it'd take if she walked a wee bit fast. Dressed in a sleeveless black belly-shirt and pink sweat pants; she was comfortable in the warm weather. It would be good to train in with her student, Kinu. Ah, yes. It hadn't been long since Miku and Kinu had met, but already she was helping him in training some technique he had up his sleeve. She actually had no clue of what the so called technique was, but was eager to see. Or at least, hear of it. Just as Miku continued to think of these thoughts, the boy came into view. There he awaited for his sensei by the base of a large tree. 'Tree... Tree, hey, I was just sleeping on one of those.' she mused to herself. It was then she realized some of her hair was slightly unkempt; even with her bangs held back by a barrette, as well as small marks various placed on her body indicating heavy sleeping. 'Oops. At least I'm dressed for some work.'

"Hello, Kinu." she greeted with a half smile; with a small wave and short laugh. Miku sounded considerably less enthusiastic and energetic than usual. "So, how may I help you, today?" she questioned; hands on hips.

{ OOC: I apologize for such the wait. Shouldn't happen again, though. Razz

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Sitting cross-legged at the base of a tree it took Kinu a mere two seconds to finish wrapping his hair into a pony-tail. He cocked his head from side to side with every twist of his wrist and finally finished the process with a quick snap of the rubber band. His hands eased away from his hair and fell effortlessly to the grass beside him. He scooted back some and pressed his back against the tree for comfort and support. The rough bark didn't bother him as much as one would think, he actually found the scratching sensation consoling. After minutes of fondling with the flower stems beneath his small fingers he began to smell a familiar fragrance of candy a few yards away. It was Miku without a doubt, her sweet bubblegum flavored essence was all but unknown to Kinu now. Actually her scent was the only way Kinu could differentiate her from other individuals. Her steps were light, like paper, and her breathing was the faintest sound Kinu had ever heard. It was like autumn wind flowing through the mountain tops, graceful and almost non-existent. Nearly all human patterns were oblivious to this woman, she was literally living paper. Nonetheless, Kinu was glad he found a way to recognize his sensei other than looks, which is her alluring candy scent that enemies would finally impossible to replicate without suffering major cavities.

Miku approached Kinu in the usual fashion, graceful and childlike. Being now enveloped in the tree's shade her pink sweatpants and hair became tinted and almost red to a degree. Kinu looked forward smiling, only seeing her legs at first due to sitting down. His green eyes met with hers and he waved cheerfully with his left hand. "Hello, Kinu." She greeted casually. "So, how may I help you, today?" She asked from which Kinu thought sounded both curious and serious at the same time. Kinu stood up from his spot and stretched his arms vigorously. "Hey Miku! I want you to help me train my new Jutsu!" He wailed festively. His eyes went off Miku and onto a dome shaped rock a few meters beside the tree. Running up to the rock, he flipped effortlessly into the air and landed toe first on top of the rock in one swan like motion. "I don't to spoil all my secrets, but can you make some paper stuff for me to practice on?" Kinu asked turning back to Miku. He continued to entertain himself with trying to balance himself on one foot on top of the rock.

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Upon exchanging greetings; they got down to business. That's why they were there, after all. "Oo, how did I just know it was going to be a new jutsu? Ku ku ku ku ku." Miku mused aloud whilst an index finger tapping her chin in a playful manner. "Alright, sounds good. What exactly would be this new jutsu-" she found herself cut short of speech as the vigorous boy before her preformed his little feat of flipping a dome esque rock and landing on top it; toe first as if he were some swan or ballerina.

The kunoichi had to admit, he had very fluid motion; a well put together form. It got her thinking more of the abilities the boy possessed. 'Just how capable is this boy already? How much more could he be, as well?' she stirred around in her head. You couldn't really blame her for thinking. Kinu was officially her student now, after all. "Oho ho ho ho. Yeah, I see how it is. Leaving your sensei in the dark as she wonders and anticipates." she laughed in amusement as she continued to watch the Genin with her emerald green eyes. "Sure thing, student." and with that; various hand seals were strewn together in a speedy manner by Miku, resulting in the performance of one of her most basic Tetsumi clan techniques. Paper Release: Paper Clone Technique.

Thin sheets of crisp paper floated in a daintily fashion as they twisted and turned into something much more. It was a fast process and for some peculiar reason, it always left the kunoichi wanting to rewind and watch it all over again. It was like watching the once chubby worm hatch from it's cocoon and into a light elegant butterfly. Just like that, the papers had efficiently evolved into a clone. Although consisted of papers; the womanly identical clone appeared that of a legitimate human being. She was; put simply; Miku's twin sister. Pink sweats, white belly shirt, emerald eyes, half smile, light skin; even down to the last strand of the vibrant red-pink-orange hair that hung all the way to her hips. "Ku ku ku ku! Well, her she is!" the young kunoichi pointed towards her twin.

The clone Miku looked at the laughing Jounin and then at the Genin. She blinked and surprisingly remained quiet compared to her counterpart. Just examining her surroundings, really. "Do whatever you want to her. Clone Miku can disperse and reform upon impact of an attack, so I think we should be set. I can always make another if needed, though. Tell me when you're done using her." she stated while reclining against one of the trees; crossing her arms with raised eyebrows. "Now, please show me this technique that you're keeping so closed lip about." the Jounin demanded of the boy. It was playful, but demanding, none the less.

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{OOC: I apologize for shortness, I realize it's about 200-400 words short of my rp sample. Forgive me this time. silent

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After finishing the act of trying to find his balance on the rock his attention went to Miku as his beloved sensei formatted a string of hand-seals. His ears perked slightly and his once wailing arms rested against his sides as he watched. Endless sheets of paper sprouted from Miku, each individual piece hovering around her body like gravity. Kinu could only see bits of her physic through the ever shifting cloud of paper, her pink pants and hair being masked in a funnel of white. Then in a instance, all the paper folded into one spot and began to layer on top of each other as if it were forming something. The process was quick but Kinu still managed to see every etch of the paper clone becoming more defined to fit Miku in every angle. Color faded onto the clone once it was completely formed which now resulted in a perfect replicating clone of Miku Sensei. Kinu applauding Miku for such a amazing technique although it was probably insignificant to what she could really do when she wanted to get serious.

"Ku ku ku ku! Well, here she is!" Miku chuckled while pointing to the clone. After receiving word from Miku that it would okay to test his technique on the clone, Kinu then jumped off the rock and landed a few yards in the center of the field. He patted down his shirt mindlessly, and smiled as Miku made her way to the tree to make herself an audience. "Now, please show me this technique that you're keeping so closed lip about." She demanded. Kinu smiled at his sensei and turned back the clone which stood directly in front of him five yards away. Clearing his mind, he centered his focus around himself and tuned out all outside distractions. After moments of finding his focus, he slowly spread his legs a farther apart and created a perfect horse-stance on the grass. Every square inch of him was so focused he could feel the sound the environment was producing echoing over his skin. Now that he was atoned, he gently moved his hands over to his sides and created solid fists from them. Releasing the energy from the intricate seal on his stomach, he could feel the power of his KKG rushing through his body. The power he was connecting to was that of a Buffalo, a strong and steady creature who Kinu would connect to in this Jutsu. Instantly energy started to surge out of Kinu, creating micro shock waves around his body which forced everything around him to shoot backwards, even the grass. His hands started to glow with chakra and the tattoo of the seal began to crawl under its skin. A image started to shape around Kinu's fists, which was that of a buffalo head. Still in its transparent and weak state, Kinu found it quite hard to fully utilize the energy and complete the transformation.

Opening his eyes which have been dormant for this entire process, he focused intently on the clone in front of him. He decided that although his technique wasn't perfect, he still wanted to test its strength even in its pre-mature state. He then instantly darted towards the clone, closing in those few yards within seconds. He took his energized fists and smashed it into the clones skull, dispersing it into paper in the process. Unfortunately the power of Kinu's punch kept him moving forward even pass the clone, and he was unable to stop himself before his fists struck the ground. When the hit landed a large crater was summoned by the massive force of the punch, stretching a few meters in radius of Kinu. Kinu heaved with tiredness and his vision became a little blurry as blood began to ooze out of his fists. Focusing on his vision more intuitively, he could see small bone chips sticking out of his fists and piercing his skin. His fingers were smashed and some of which bent backwards, he could only manage to hiss at his pain. He fell silently to the ground shortly after, sinking into the hands of death.

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With watchful emerald eyes, Miku prepared to appraise the boy on his technique. Of course, that was after he actually preformed it. She remained still and reclined against the tree behind her with no signs of impatience. The sensei would wait just until the boy was ready. He turned to her twin five yards away from him. It was clear he was beginning to make ready for the technique; focusing and steadying. Miku made no noise for his sake, not even a simple shift of the foot into the grass as she waited. He was to have no distractions. A few moments rolled on by before one of the two made any other movements than breathing; Kinu slowly spreading his legs apart and ever so carefully moving his hands over both his sides. His hands soon formed into that of strong brooding fists. Already the kunoichi had analyzed a few key notes the Genin gave. 'A good sense of concentration. With his stance, their is no doubt that he's one for Taijutsu.' she contemplated without taking her eyes off Kinu.

As he continued to increase the build up; it wasn't before long that waves of pure energy began to radiate off of him. Miku perked up some, but remained mute. This was quite the progression. The waves became so strong, the very nature surrounding Kinu bent to his will. Loose strands of grass shot into the air as other's flew backwards. The sensei pursed her lips; a sign signaling she was indeed interested. His fists even began to glow and if she could see just right, an image was shaped around it. More specifically, the image appeared that of a buffalo. 'Is this an attribute from his clan's Kekkei Genkai, perhaps?' she analyzed once more. Just a mere few moments passed and the Genin's bright eyes popped open, quite focused on the Jounin's clone. A sudden movement occurred. That movement being Kinu confronting Miku's clone with a powerful strike to the skull. It had been preformed in seconds. As stated from before; the abused twin dispersed into papers. The boy continued to lunge forward having phased through the papers and proceeded to strike the ground. Automatically, the clone began to reform despite serving no current use.

Upon contact with the ground, the earth around him erupted into that of a crater, even stretching a good few meters in radius. "Kinu!" she exclaimed though not actually expecting an answer from the boy. The now concerned sensei quickly left her spot against the tree's tall length and ran over to the deformed surface he rested uncomfortably upon. She swore she heard him hiss once from the incident, but was otherwise silent. He was obviously injured. Miku swiftly reached at his side and knelt down; sitting on her knees. Her eyes went straight to the bloody injury and saw bones sticking out some, fingers bent the wrong way, too. The kunoichi frowned while gently and delicately lifting the boy some. She rested his back and head onto her lap while taking his hand with extreme care. Miku paid no mind to the blood that was now also on her hands and quickly diagnosed the injury. "Kinu, this is going to hurt, but I'll work fast." the sensei spoke calmly whilst quickly moving her fingers to reset the few broken bones back into it's correct place. It was without a doubt one of her most serious state of being someone could find her in. Miku herself had never broken any body part, but it wasn't that hard to figure out the process was certainly not a pleasant one. She disliked seeing other's in pain. She did however enjoy treating those in pain. Hence why she ever became a medical ninja. Although, she did admit, she liked receiving all the praise; pretending as if she were some hero.

Not even two minutes passed that she finished correctly resetting the bones. The most painful part was over, or it least, that's what it always seemed like. Now it left her to deal with the open wounds the piercing bones had made. Healing Touch Technique wasn't going to do the trick. Such a technique was only useful on light slashes and the like. This was a bit different, however. Collecting the ever so familiar green chakra to her hands, Miku proceeded to hover her hand above his and worked on healing the wound. It always made an odd noise. Almost alien-like, in the woman's immature imagination. There wasn't any time for that, though. A few moments passed as the cell regeneration sped up; not taking too much time for Miku to finish. Lastly, she pulled the single roll of bandage from her small hip pouch and rapidly applied it to Kinu's hand. In fact, it only took about five seconds; the fastest and easiest thing of the whole situation. "This will need further treatment. As for that technique, whatever it exactly was, I'm not sure if you should use it again. At least, for today. It has great potential, I believe. Just no more for today." she finally spoke once more. To check whether or not he had actually become unconscious didn't occur to her, but she had spoken none the less. "I mean... You made a miniature crater, for Kami's sake!" she said with a bit of a more softened expression.

"You alright, buddy?"

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The realm one enters when falling into unconsciousness is quite a soothing transition despite common belief. As all the energy channeled out of Kinu what was left in his body was simply emptiness... pure abyssal emptiness. Kinu didn't mind that feeling though, after having a unstable amount of chakra built within him the feeling of releasing that energy was heavenly, even if it did almost kill him. Although in a sleep like state Kinu was still partially intuned with his senses. Everything from his physical feeling to his acute hearing felt as if it was coated in murky water. The once sharp rhythmic echoes of the grass which he was quite fond of hearing was now a low hum of whispers. The only thing he managed to smell was the faint scent of blood which lingered through his nostrils as if he were constantly inhaling. He hated the fact that he felt weakened and vulnerable, but in reality there was nothing he could do about it. His most powerful sensation was that of his hand which he remembered was physically damaged as he hit the ground. The once broken chain of memories started to weld together within Kinu's mind, and with every second that passed he could recall the specifics on why he was laying on the ground in pain.

From the darkness Kinu felt pressure on his numb hand, soft warm fingers ran across whatever skin he had left on it. Still unable to open his eyes he succumbed to the foreign feeling on his hands and simply continued to rest. Through the thick scent of blood that ringed through his nose a familiar scent dominated its essence. The sweet scent of candy, candy in which only one person was able to naturally smell like, only Miku. Strangely the idea that his master was treating his wounds made him feel more secure in his well-being, for him, and for his damaged hand. Kinu could now feel bandages wrap around his hand, they wrapped around his entire palm and fingers, possibly leaving no open space between their layers. It was at this time that Kinu finally started to question the degree of injury his hand had undergone when it was damanged. He knew form the extremely painful cracks in his fingers a minutes ago that he had broken some bones, but how many bones and where were unknown to him. Miku probably popped them back in place before she started her bandaging although, and for that Kinu set aside his worrying on that subject.

The light of dawn shined up Kinu's eyes as his eyelids cracked open under the rays. It didn't irritate him like it usually would after having his eyes closed for so long, rather it was comforting to him. Regaining his lost feeling througout his body, Kinu was grateful that his little sleep was over for the time being. "You alright, buddy?" Said Miku from beside. It took a second for Kinu to process what she meant, then he leaned over and looked at her. He didn't say anything although it was apparent that he wanted to, he tried to speak but words couldn't make it to his mouth. Slowly his eyes fell off of Miku and onto the grass beside her, his entire face being flushed without emotion. He was more tired than he thought, it was seemingly apparent that only his mind was still somewhat in a dreamstate although his stimuli was still up and running. Managing to crack a smile, his partially opened eyes started to close once again. He was alright, he just needed to rest. He was sure Miku would carry him over to his house soon after, he could only imagine the face of his mother once she see's him. More importantly he would had to remind himself to thank his sensei for saving his life with her medical skills when he recovered, who knows where he could have ended up without her.

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