Crimson Red | Training | Private

A new day, new scene, new drama, new smells and most of all.. new friends. This was basically the life of a ninja taking resident inside Kirigakure; the village hidden within the bloody mist. Every day there was something new whether it be faces, smells or drama, there was always something new. The most common situation was drama. Everyday, heck every few hours a new drama would unfold whether it be fights, robbery or even killings. That was a consequence of living in a village mostly populated with thugs and criminals. Their was a popular rumor going around town that a secret, new drug trade had set base within the Kirigakure population? nobody knew if it was true but it wouldn't surprise Sato since that was basically the normal life in Kirigakure. If you aint a ninja then your most likely bound to become a crack head, thug or a killer. Sato hoped to change this one day and make Kirigakure a better place but for now he must still try and find himself a new genin group.

Sato had been walking around the village a few hours, sorting out problems and helping out the ones in need but he was slowly getting tired and worn out so he decided he would do a little training to try master his newly found Sharingan tomoe 3. He had tomoe 3 but sadly he still hasn't figured how to fully control it. It was rusty and today he planned to clean it up so he headed home to change into appropriate attire for training. It wasn't his normal attire because he didn't want to sweat in it. With the changing done he would then make his way over to the training grounds.

On the way he would stop at a local lunch shop were he would pick himself up a nice, fitting lunch to eat after his training so he could fully recover. With that done he would continue to the training grounds. A few minutes later he made it to the training grounds putting his lunch down under a tree. As usual the training grounds were foggy as ever but growing up in Kiri, Sato was used to it. He had spent many years learning how to adapt in the special conditions but he managed to master it. "Sharingan..." Sato would say softly closing his eyes and reopening them. His normal eye color was pale white.. it made him look blind and most people kept mistaking him to be blind. His eyes were now crimson red with three black commas allocated evenly in a circle formation. This is it... i can sorta see clearly now the thoughts scattered around his brain. He first had to master how to maintain a even amount of chakra and practice being able to read movements and such so he created a clone and got the clone to run circles around him. "Ah i see! i see it!" Sato would say increasing his volume towards the end. Sato was now getting the hang of reading movements but the training was far from over, he still had the rest of the day to practice so he had no rush and would do everything at 120 %.



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After a few hours of practice Sato mastered the ability to read the movements of very fast obejects. He was now able to read, anticipate and counter movements no matter the speed; or so he thought. With that element done, he would move onto another set of training procedures required to master his tomoe 3 and that is being able to read all kinds of chakra supply's after all, every person has their own, unique chakra. Sato would practice this by traveling around Kirigakure, looking at all the different ninja and analyzing their chakra supply's however he would only look at people he knew. Next he would run through the village again and again, calling out the people based on the chakra he was reading giving him a fair assumption on how it works. He would continue this process for a while until he finally got the hang of it. "Now would be a good time to snack out for a little?" Sato would say raising his right hand and swiftly swiping the sweat from his forehead. He would then move on to the location where his food rested and begin to dig in. He would save some for after his training of course but for now he managed to full his tummy however everybody needs a little rest before they train straight after they eat? isn't it common sense? you are sure to get a sore stomach if you don't.

After a few minutes of waiting Sato would rise from the ground and begin the last part of his training which consisted of nothing else but fighting. He had mastered the two elements needed to understand the tomoe 3 and with that done, he created 3 clones. He made them go all out in a 3 v 1 spar. The odds seemed to be fairly wrong however Sato knew his flaws, fighting style, thinking patterns well enough to predict the clones movements and such which is exactly what he did. "Come on! you have to do better then that! Your making me look bad! i know im better then that haha... use everything you have!" Sato would yell at the clones in a cocky speech pattern. He felt very awkward talking to exact copys of himself but just because they were clones, Sato wasn't about to treat them no different then another opponent. He would act as if they were real opponents this way he would get his brain to allow him to go all out. Well all of this training was happening, Sato managed to attract a few genin to come and watch the show. They were inspired on how much strength Sato has and decided to cheer like a Colosseum, whistling, cheering, and throwing out remarks left, right and center. By this time Sato noticed the rather loud crowd he had assembled but also noticed the age range of them so he decided to throw a show hoping to entertain the youthlings. "You ready for this!" Sato would yell as the clones would rush in for one final blow. Sato would counter all three of them using his Sharingan and perform sharp counters with enough damage to unsummon the clones making them vanish into nothing more then smoke. The kids were astonished by the awesomeness of the counter and would begin chanting his name like he was some kind of hero. "Thank you all, come back tomorrow for another day with Sato Uchiha!" He would say very egotistical, acting as if he had his own t.v series. With his training finally done, he now mastered his tomoe 3 and could go back home to rest. On the way home he would finish off the left overs to his lunch helping the recovery of his body.



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