That buzz [Training]

Age : 25 Posts : 1767

Jutsu Trained: Ikazuchi Sundan

Spoiler:

Saitou Masaki was sat high upon his elevated roost, tiredness working it's way through his muscles, his eyes struggling to stay open as hey lay on the rough bark of the oak tree, his purple hair out of place as a pig among guinea pigs, as if someone had cut a cluster of lilacs and thrown them so far up, in fact, his hair was the only color other than the brown and yellow of the yet to fall autumn leaves, few in their number, leaving cracks in the canopy which the boy could now see through quite clearly. Normally, when this tired, even in the early evening, he would turn in to bed, letting the warmth and comfort of an undisturbed sleep overcome him, but he'd been feeling odd all day. Not as in 'Ill' Odd, more, well... there was a buzz in his stomach, like butterflies, just butterflies attached to an electric cable. Sleep hadn't consumed him all day, and in his restlessness, he had walked into the forests he had once nearly burnt to the ground, on the fateful day upon which he met his friend, Kana-san, also a Shinobi, and in all honesty, a bit of an inspiration. Saitou had tried everything; warm milk, classic music, but nothing would let him sleep, and he had decided to go a let out some pent up energy, hence he had come here, to a place he could run around recklessly until rest embraced him in it's homely arms, unnoticed by the judging eyes of others. Lifting his feet from the hanging position they'd been maintaing, he leapt down from around a 100 feet.

His arms swinging, still completely in control, his descent went on for only 20 feet before one of his hands enclosed it's self around a thick branch, which hurt his palm slightly, but he payed little head, letting go as he swung forwards, as Saitou travelled with a speed granted by gravity. On he went, for a good few minutes, swinging like a monkey, his lungs beginning to protest as his arms became exhausted from the break-neck speed exercise, his mind focusing solely on the menial chore, before he spotted something. As he let go of another branch, flying forward, the pattern of the trees stopped being so easy to follow, and infront of him, getting ever closer, was a large trunk, thick and heavy, and if he impacted with it, it would probably break a few of his bones, not to mention the 30 foot still between Saitou and the ground, which would make a pretty bad landing. Reacting quickly, he used a move he'd used a move he used when he fought Kana-san in a nearby location, a tree-top battle where he'd needed to avoid collision; reaching into his pocket, he drew a shuriken, the metal scraping against the metal of it's sisters, who screeched at their relative's leaving, and three meters of string tied to it followed. With a quick throw upward, he heard the thunk as the weapon lodged itself into a thick branch, as he swung a whole 90 degrees, into yet more immediate danger. About five meters ahead, a branch lunged outward, into the path of Saitou's legs, about two inches thick; not huge, but enough to cause minor fractures, and a fall. Clamping the wire between his shoulders to stay swinging, he quickly formed a short string of hand seals, hoping his attempt wouldn't be in vain, after all, right now, he had one shot. None of his jutsu would separate the branch from the tree at this range, and so he was making one on the spot, quite a risky thing to do, considering his situation; but there wasn't much else he could do, so for now, he just hoped.

Finally, the buzz stopped. Only for a millisecond though, because as Saitou utilized his new jutsu, thankfully successful, the buzz returned, but no longer in his stomach; now, the buzz was emanating from the curved, meter long, sword-like rod of purple Raiton chakra, which caught the light as it was flung downward, with an untrained blow that was backed by pure strength, nothing more, in the hope that it would dismember the branch, saving his legs for another day. There was a whistle in the wind, followed by a satisfying crack, like the chop of a wood cutter's axe, as the tree segment came loose, flying out of his path. Grinning, Saitou tugged the wire, pulling back the shuriken into his grip, as he quickly made his way back to the floor, his need for speed satisfied, and a shiny new jutsu came alongside that satisfaction.

Age : 25 Posts : 1767

Jutsu Trained: Kyuu No jutsu

Spoiler:

Once more, Saitou was stood on the safety of the ground, atop a carpet of fallen leaves which created a blanket throughout the forest, a majestic sign that Autumn's sombre humbleness and finally trumped the beating heat of summer, arriving late, but at least it had arrived eventually. The buzz inside him had begun to calm, his sweating body still pumped with adrenalin from the exhilarating madness he'd just performed, the stake of his life enough to quell his thirst for action. He was panting, and sleep finally seemed near, after all day of straining to ease his way into the warm pit of unconsciousness, but after the fast paced movement, he wanted more, he wanted to keep going. Grinning, he decided to use the remnants of his buzz to train another jutsu before he lost his adrenalin. At a split-second decision, Saitou broke into a sprint, making a mad, head first dash toward a tree, his hands alive with small sparks of chakra, as he planned yet another new jutsu.

There was a rush of air whipping the hairs that weren't plastered to his face from sweat backward as Saitou ran, his palms bleeding from the continuos gripping of the rough bark that protected the trees, as he double handed slammed his two hands, sending a jolt of electricity through the bark, unseen and unheard, but the genin felt the chakra leave his body. The jutsu seemed easy enough, he simply had to send out a small burst of raiton chakra into his hands, which he channeled into an electric current, but by using it on an inanimate object, he had no idea of it's true power, but if he used it on a small, innocent animal, the small jolt may be enough to kill it's weaker body. How could he test it? He needed a guinea pig, but he didn't want to harm anyone or anything; he needed a big animal, something fat and hunky, and he was in the forest, it couldn't be to hard to find. Then, behind, came a grunt, followed by the sound of hooves on ground. Pivoting quickly, Saitou saw the wild boar charging towards him, tusks bared like the huge scythes they were, it's eyes narrowed with a furious rage, most likely from a primitive, territorial instinct the beast possessed.

Leaping to the side, Saitou quickly prepared his hands again, happy with his lucky coincidence of finding such an animal. The bull-like charging beast smashed into the tree he'd just been standing infront of, it's tusks making two large incisions into the heart of the tree, which seemed to enrage it even more. As it violently twisted it's head to the side, snapping of pieces of bark to free it's weaponry, the boy cooly planted both hands onto the creature's side, breathing calmly, as if the beast wasn't trying to kill him, but Saitou knew he had it all under control. Inhaling, he focused his chakra outward from his hands, using the last of his electrified adrenaline inside him. At that moment, the boar went still, it's struggling ceased, as it stood, motionless, eyes staring at him with a fixated anger, as the boy smirked; he wasn't going to kill the beast, he would let it live, although he wasn't sure when the temporary paralysis would end. Feeling enclosed by exhaustion, he climbed the tree, returning to his roost, not bothering to return home, or even inside, for his sleep.

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