Chakra Reserve Training Mental Part 1

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Kazou, meditated slight off balance. Practicing on how to gather larger amount of chakra, the anxious young goof tried to sit as still, peace with his mind, but it was quite as easy for someone as finicy as himself. He tried to keep his mind focused, trying to think of a more mental game than physical, something that he wasn't always good with. Gotta...concentrate, he thought as he fell off his bed. He sighed, getting up and raising his fist in the air, gaining a determined look in his facial expression, "No matter what, I gotta keep training, to protect everything I care for today!", he said, gleefully ignoring how loud he was. It was daytime, and even the busy streets of Sunagakure would set the immature Kazou off with the slightest noise outside his window. Maybe training out in the desert mentally would've been better.., he thought before his stomach growled at him. "Ah ha, your hungry, aren't you?", he asked his stomach, once again getting distracted from his training. "I guess I should eat before I start again.", he said, feeling a bit discouraged by his utter failure at keeping concentrated. As a microwave slammed shut, buttons were quickly pressed. Some ramen should do, I don't have time to cook anything that would keep me from eating until I go to seep, he thought as he walked into his bedroom, stopping as a loud, beep beep beep, came from the kitchen.

"AAARGH!", he yelled as the microwave had annoyed him far too long. He stormed out into the area, opening the microwave and pulling out his food. He was instantly calmed by one of his favourite snack. "It smells so good!", he said happily as he performed a twirl to get chop sticks. "I could use a fork, but these are always better.", he said with a large, almost abnormal grin on his face. He began chowing down slowly, then, realising that he still had more training to do, he began eating faster, his stomach quenched it's thrist for some product of nourriture. Burp! "Ahh, that hit the spot.", he said as his chair fell backwards. Kazou had a disappoving, unhappy look on his face as he folded his arms. He rolled over, before using his hands to spring up and get back to hit feet. "I need a better chair..", he said as he walked back into his room.

He jumped onto the bed, sinking into it as he sat down on it. His two hands quickly came together, making a near silent clap, as Kazou began to concentrate once more. I can't stop, I can feel like I'm getting a more mental appoch in my mind, he thought as he fell back on his bed, and of course, Zz Zz Zz.
Kazou had fallen asleep after he went backwards, strained and stressed, from all the worry about his training. He could still move, but it didn't feel right. Still, he could think, talk, smell, see and hear, but yet, it felt off somehow to him.

He stumbled through the deserted Konohagakure. Theives ran rampart. His old home, burned down. Nothing was left of the once mighty Konohagakure. "I..I see now, it couldn't fuction without the Hokage, it fell into a civil war which, caused it to crumble.", he said as he walked through it. He looked at the people killed by what the Hokage had brought them. "That position, is cursed with death, not directly to their hands?", he questioned himself and his own sight. "It's a sad sight, but I have to get over the loss of Konohagakure, for when I do, I will become stronger!", he said, awakening from his nap. He sat up, blue eyes wide open as they examined the room he was in. "What..just happened?", he asked himself, before more growling could be heard. "How long was I asleep for, he sad as he got up to his kitchen.

{Word Count: 661} Chaka Training Arc 1 Part 1: Mental