Raikages Orders - Training or die!!

It had been sometime since he had entered the training field. His memory had faded of thepast few days. His presence had died down within the village due to an illness that had struck him, believing himself to be dying the powerful disease known as Man Flu looked as though it would claim the mans life. The humour of his family did not help, he felt rotten the past few days and all they had succeeded in doing was ripping the piss out of the supposed "dying" male. With mucus still in his nose, the red headed male had refused to lie in bed one more day...or more that he was scared to.

You see this morning upon awaking he had shouted his mother, the mother had of course ran up the stairs when she had recieved word that her son had gotten post. Post from the Raikage tower. A sword had also followed along with the letter. The letter explained or rather requested or perhaps the proper word was demanded that the young male studied and learned a new fighting style. A style signature to the male whom would be training him. Rather than argue or just lie in bed, the young man had of course out of fear scurried to the training field.

Wind would rush around him and it felt as though it welcomed him back to the training ground. It was his element the power of the earth that he himself controled. Wind release ninjutsu was his forte. He also intended on learning wind release techniques to fully power up the power of cutting based techniques for the sword that he now wielded. He intended on becoming a weaponry master. As he pulled his blade from the new holster his mother had given him the young man would inspect it. Basic weaponry that was it. So the teacher only gave him the basics of weaponry but that would only mean he had to work harder to power it up. Techniques and such. The parchment had already been memorized.

The blade would be within his hand, gently and slowly he would follow the directions of the technique he had decided to learn. Instead of using speed behind the attack though the young male was learnign it part by part allowing for him to process each minor movement. He would then slowly but surely pick up the pace as he flowed the movements together, It would seem that this ability was to fully use the technqiue in a way that made a single attack look as if multiple strikes were happenign at once, He viewed this as a decoy based attack that would be much harder to block if the attacker could not identify the proper strike.

It was a success after multiple failed attempts. he was able to feel his body flowing as if using the blade as an extention of his own body, just like he utilized his own special weapon, The fan upon his back, it was the weapon that he used fully and one hundred percent. Though this weaponry technqiue required a blade and his other unique weapon the spear was most likely not a good choice. Did the raikage know this? As he walked away sword in sheathe he wondered what else the instructor of his life knew.

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Name: Raionhato Kenjutsu: Rapid Assualt
Rank: D-C
Type: Kenjutsu
Used For: Offense
Element: N/A
Range: Within Weapon Range
Duration: Instant
Hand Seals/Charge up: N/A
Description: Weapon in hand (single or two-handed), the user delivers a series of thrusts at the targeted victim. The stance can vary, but the side of the dominant hand is always open during. The speed of the attack often gives the illusion that several attacks are happening at once, hence the name. D-Rank amount of chakra for 5 thrust, C-Rank for 10 thrusts.
Weakness: The sides of the user is always open when this attack is used, especially the back. Making it a risky attack to use if dealing with multiple foes.

Since his becoming Raikage and leaving to tend to business, Gambaldi had not found the time to meet with any from his squad. He had issued orders to them via messenger to see their missions done before his return. They had not. This was a big disappointment, but one the Raikage did not see coming. Children they all were and as children they needed a attentive teacher to keep them on track. He would meet with each one individually first before calling them all together as a squad. To see exactly where each of their head was. The first of these was to be the one who was most similar to Gambaldi, Jake Haruno.

As he entered the training area, wearing all black from his long sleeved shirt to his jogging pants and shinobi shoes, his eyes scanned for Jake. Rather than approach right away, Gambaldi watched as the boy practiced one of the more complex Raionhato Style kenjutsu techniques. Despite the few failed attempts, the boy figured out his own method of mastering the technique. A smirk would creep on his face as he watched the boy fully grasp how the technique was done. It reminded him of his younger brother, Hayato, who was the first student Gambaldi had. It felt good to know that the style would be passed down rather than dying with Gambaldi.

Raikage approached only when the boy stopped for a break. Making his presence known by reaching for his pre - rolled blunt and lighting it. "Not bad, kid. I'm starting to get impressed," he said as a greeting, "Haruno, correct? Seems you've been out of it as of lately. I suppose that excuses why the task I left for you all was not completed. You get a pass this time, however, I require you to complete them immediately. Least I send you all to be Tsaki's problem." His tone was harsh, but he meant well. This was what it meant to be a member of a squad lead by a Kage. They were the cream of the crop and needed to behave as such.

Exhaling smoke, Gambaldi found a seat on a nearby rock. His travels, though not incredibly taxing, left a desire to relax and unwind a bit. Rather than sitting at home, he figured he could relax here and tend to this one's training.

The young man would turn as he heard the lighter that was used, as he looked at the man upon the training ground the eyes of the genin would grow wide in disbelief and shock, The Raikage stood before him. The man whom had given him a message less than three hours ago accompanied by the new weapon within his arsenal. As he smiled like a baffoon he would finally smell what the Raikage was smoking. The stench of the awful stuff forced his nose to crinkle in distaste. The smell was awful but he refused to say anything, He did not want to offend the Raikage more than he may have already done. He had been told to complete a large amount of missions yet currently these missions had been unsuccessful due to the unforseen illness that had grasped him. His face would flash scarlet at the slight complement, something he was unused to concidering within his genin life this was the very first time someone higher than a chuunin had witnessed his training. "Yes sir" he would say with a bow as the Raikage questioned his second name.

The topic of the missions had come up quickly, the new raikage had been well informed, Had his mother been grassing on him to try to force him better. He was slightly surprised to here that his team mates had also failed to complete the missions. In fact with his illness he had not even heard off or seen his team mates, apparently the team bond of togetherness was not yet solidified. As he listened to the raikage he would nod gently when he felt applicable. "I apologize for my lack of activity Raikage Sir, I'm surprised my fellow team mates havent completed the missions....i haven't heard from them in a while" he would say in a soft tone. "Once im fully fit, i promise i'll get those missions complete" he would say as he gave a large sniff trying to clear his air waves.

As he watched the Raikage take a seat upon the rock, he was somewhat unsure on what he was supposed to do...did the raikage wish to see him train? Was he going to be ordered about or told to complete other techniques. Rolling on the balls of his feet he would place one hand upon his head and smile as his face flushed another shade of red. "Umm...I'm not actually sure what to do next?" he would say laughing softly.

Taking another hit his blunt, Gambaldi offered only a quizzical look as a response. Did the boy only read one of the technique's that was sent. Or maybe Gambaldi simply forget to add more to this. It wasn't a major issue, but seeing how on edge Haruno was; the Raikage couldn't resist messing with him. "So your solution to this would be to end your training for today? Since you have been ill in my absence, you need to make up for lost time." That said, Gambaldi put out his blunt and tucked it behind his ear. Resting would have to wait, there was a lesson that needed to be taught today. Scanning the ground, Gambaldi laid eyes on a left behind wooden sword. He assumed it was from someone who had been training earlier and doubted they would mind if the Raikage borrowed it. He gave it a few swings, testing it before he turned to face Haruno.

"Allow me to show what's next, Haruno," he said before delivering a horizontal swing aimed at then genin's forehead. He didn't put much power into the swing, only enough so that the pain would make him wince at best. The lesson from this also being that awareness was key to the Raionhato style of kenjutsu. Rather than power or speed, the style revolved around reaction and response. Each technique was a means to deal with individual attacks in a certain method that left room to counter. It required patience of the highest caliber, something most shinobi lacked with their need for taxing jutsu or styles. Gambaldi was curious to see if the young genin had grasped this understanding. Otherwise this little meet and greet would turn into a prolonged fight.

(Save your ryo, were gonna train for those D-Rank jutsu instead. After that I will teach you an A-Rank)

That will be six ryo please”

The genin withdrew his own leather satchel from his right hip, and placed it upon the counter. His tiny fingers rummaged through the contents as he pulled out the exact cash for his purchase. The boy tied his coin sack back to his hip, before taking three flavors of cold cream. Strawberry, Chocolate, and Vanilla ice cream. The shinobi moved his body in a zigzag as he traveled towards the area where he would partake in a group kata. His eyes were closed by the time he arrived at the destination his gooey treats were slightly beginning to slip from their original form of solidity. He opened his eyes when he smelled something he was not known to.. His nose was trickled by an aroma usually used in drugs for leisure purposes. He noticed a man sitting upon a gray stone platform he held the tool that produced the scent of the unfamiliar. Wahyu watched the smoke ascended to heavens within the Village Hidden with-in the Clouds. The Djinn quickly shoved one of the flavors inside his mouth he was immediately hit with a brain but visually he displayed no signs of distress from the pain he was going through. The shinobi only stood still for several minutes as the stickiness slowly made its presence known upon a cone. The genin’s acumen returned as he saw a familiar face, or rather a being with a familiar hair color. It was Jake Haruno. Wahyu waved Jake’s ice cream cone towards him, and made an endeavor to place the Raikage’s cold treat in his hand. If, the Lightning Shadow didn’t grasp the item it would descend towards the earth leaving a mess with shattered fragments of a waffle cone. Wahyu left hand erected forward as he attempted to remove the blunt from the earlobe of the Kage. If Wahyu was successful he would place the blunt in his own mouth, and attempt to smoke it as had a bad habit of copying people.
Wahyu looked at estate of dirt, and picked up a bokken that laid one meter away from his feet. He picked it up, and began writing his name in the dirt. His face was covered with stickiness but he did not mind as he was busy marking his area in the training fields. After he completed providing a signature Wahyu hung his head low, and dropped the bokken by his right side. The Majin closed his eyes, and drifted off into sleep upon his feet.

The red headed male would nod slightly at the statement that he would have ended his training. Wincing slightly as he was informed he now had to work even harder. Thankfully the Raikage would put out the horrible smelling item before placing it behind his ear, yet this would not help the stench filling up his nose. Within his frenzy he had failed to actually notice that roughly four or five wooden swords littered the training field. Why they were left was confusing to the red headed genin but the Raikage seemed to count this as a good thing. Now with a weapon in his hand Jake became slightly more wary. Naturally he had heard of the Raikages reputation. One could never become a kage in utter secret. Even the light swings were notably impressive, Having an affnity for weaponry himself Jake could see the expert movement within the wrists of his teacher.

"O...." he would begin to say replying to the mention of being taught what was next, the young male was not at all foolish, With the practice swings of the raikage being made Jake had already placed his hand upon the hilt of his own new blade. As the attack swing was delivered he attempted to block with a verticle defense. One hand would be held upon the hilt while the other was placed on the flat side facing away from the wooden sword. It would have been great...if he had managed to block it. At the same time he moved one foot backwards which helped move his head, this would allow the wooden sword to brush againt the forehead instead of striking full on. His eyes would grow rapidly in shock and surprise, the speed...the elegance of the strike....Though his eyes widened, the mouth would move into a smile as he was about to react.....But an ice cream was thrust towards him. The team mate...the odd one had appeared. [color=cyan]"U..um thanks...but i'm lactose intolerant so i can't eat it" he would say..though something within him told him to take it thus he did but he would place it upon the ground. Probably not the best place but what else could he do?

The training session was made slightly strange with the attempts of the new male. He had attempted to pick the joint from the Raikages ear....ok well if this training was going to become a three way it was going to become a full on three way. He would sheath his blade once more. The parchment flowing into his head as he recalled the sword style techniques. Unsure on what the hell was really going on Jake would simply look at the Raikage. "Come at me again" he would say. Determination filling his voice.

It was more instinct than actual intention, the reaction of Gambaldi. After his little introduction swing was blocked, as much as one could at that level, another genin had arrived. The kid was a tad bit peculiar in his approach, especially by not announcing himself to his superior. To further said insult, the young genin had decided to offer ice cream to both Gambaldi and Jake. Jake turned down the ice cream, while Gambaldi simply remained silent. In turn the kid would let go of the ice cream and it fell to the ground. Ice cream splattered on the ground, some even landing on Gambaldi's foot. Before there was time to react, the genin was already in route reaching his hand toward Gambaldi's ear. Yet another lesson needed to be taught, this one would hurt a lot more than the first lesson.

Moved by instinct, Gambaldi moved the training stick just as the new arrivals hand extended to grab his blunt. There would be 5 thrusts in total, all of which aimed at the torso of the reaching genin. Though he held back the strength of his attack, the speed was thrice as much as what it was when he aimed to strike Jake. The attack would not do major harm aside from a few bruises if it landed. "Clean this damn mess up, kid," he said in an annoyed tone, "It seems my absence have made you all foolish. Which one are you, boy?" Gambaldi asked the new arrival, he wasn't clear on which name belonged to which face. Though he had sent the letter to Jake, today was the first time he had actually meet the kid; as was the same with the other two. He ignored Jake's request for another attack, for now there was no need. Limiting the two to kenjutsu only, Gambaldi intended to make these two fight and practice on each other. It would make critiquing that much easier if he watched from the sidelines.

Name: Raionhato Kenjutsu: Rapid Assualt
Rank: D-C
Type: Kenjutsu
Used For: Offense
Element: N/A
Range: Within Weapon Range
Duration: Instant
Hand Seals/Charge up: N/A
Description: Weapon in hand (single or two-handed), the user delivers a series of thrusts at the targeted victim. The stance can vary, but the side of the dominant hand is always open during. The speed of the attack often gives the illusion that several attacks are happening at once, hence the name. D-Rank amount of chakra for 5 thrust, C-Rank for 10 thrusts.
Weakness: The sides of the user is always open when this attack is used, especially the back. Making it a risky attack to use if dealing with multiple foes.

Wahyu’s body was struck a multitude of five times, with bokken driving the non-lethal edge into his solar plexus. Wahyu was showed no signs of pain as his body skid back about two meters. His right palm was upon his recently pummeled abdominals rubbing them slightly, as his head hung low staring at the melted puddle of what was once known as ice cream. His voice was slightly raspy, but he would be able to manage just fine. His left arm lingered by his side, as he began to correct his posture. He looked at the Raikage slightly bewildered by his tendencies. The wind restyled itself from many directions from a slight breeze to a heavy waft. Wahyu opened his mouth to express himself towards the Lightning Shadow.

“Lord..Stinky..Smoke…. Why you hit…Wahyu..? That is bad…for you…”

Wahyu  inquired as he was telling the absolute truth, but probably went the wrong way about it, as he did with many things. Standing about three feet before to his left the genin waddled slightly to pick back up the stick he had drawn in the dirt. His tongue slithered over his bottom lip from the corner of his mouth, as he began to kick dirt over the spilled ice cream. Wahyu began to talk to himself, as his right palm began to close around the hilt of the stick.

“All…clean”

He stated as he stood six meters away from, Jake in the north while his position remained about four meters away from the Kage on the western side of his shoulder. He did not smile, and he no longer began spoke. He simply swayed from left to right standing still with the bokken’s fang suffocating in the dirt.

It seemed to be a running thing with the male known as Wahyu, When that boy was around Jake Haruno had no idea what the fuck was happening. When he retorted about the Raikages assualt the young Haruno had to stifle a laugh at the oblivious nature of his team mate. For one thing Jake would most likely never be bored when in a team with this strange creature. Jake was simply staring at the two, the Raikage and the strange team member whom had now cleaned up the ice cream mess. Jake would copy Wahyu cleaning his own cone up.

Now due to the raikage not responding to Jake, he was left unsure on what to do. Both Wayhu and the Raikage both held wooden swords while Jake himself held a real one. Naturally he would not complain at this. He also had his large fan located upon his back. His hidden weapon was stored in one would say another dimension perhaps. Far far away and un-stealable his trump card would remain hidden for now. "So whats the plan now" Jake would say slightly confused.

[sorry about the post had no idea what to put]

(Quick Question, Bast. I am able to learn that jutsu you taught, Jake as well yes?")

Gambaldi watched the reaction of the new arrival to his abrupt attack. Rather than respond to the genin's question as to why the attack happened, he sighed and folded his arms while still holding the stick. "Wahyu, correct? Your a peculiar one. I had hoped to meet you all individually, but I suppose this is fine as well," he began as his eyes trailed to Haruno, "This one here has already began his training, so you will need to catch up Wahyu. The attack you just witnessed is what I want you to learn. It is a simple technique that relies more on speed and accuracy rather than sheer power." As he finished, Gambaldi moved back toward the rock he had been previously been sitting on. At least with another already here, he could observe both as they practice. "You will practice against one another and you will show proper restraint. The Raionhato Style is one of patience and as such you must learn this, especially you butterfingers," Gambaldi said, directing the last part of his statement at Wahyu. "Begin whenever."

The Raikage held a stoic expression on his face as he waited for the two to commence. This method of teaching was one Gambaldi preferred. He felt it was easier to grasp a new technique in a more realistic situation and being under attack is about as real as it could get. Thrusting the tip of the stick into the dirt so that the hilt pointed toward the sky, the Raikage rested both his hands on the top. He put only a little weight on the stick as he leaned forward slightly and watched the two genin with anticipation in his eyes.

[Sorry, not really feeling the thread lol I will attempt better next post.]

[Might be leaving the thread. Got a few Kage things to handle.]

(Yeah...no you really don't. You are only in one thread this one right here. You can still produce a current thread, and a flashback to my knowledge. Stick around for a bit. We've barely gotten to rp with you)

Wahyu's eyes glanced at Jake, and his Raikage. Wahyu assumed that he wanted the young genin to replicate the technique, and he attempted to do so without a single thought. He moved forward towards the wooden dummy's direction attempting to spear him with the wooden tool in his right hand standing four meters from him.. A single swift powerful thrust was aimed at fictional left bicep, but as soon as the single thrust had been approved, Wahyu's arm jerked backwards as the technique had a few more sequels to it's power. Multiple jabs of the tool made their way back towards the lifeless straw and wooden body, it appeared as if the jutsu was a success. Wahyu's goal was not to hurt anyone but simply complete the task of performing a new kata. He had learned Raionhato Kenjutsu: Rapid Assualt.

Wahyu turned his eyes back towards the Lightning Shadow, and spoke, as he looked at his own hands.

"No..butterfingers..."

He stated. What an odd statement. There was no butter on the boys fingers, but he couldn't believe why he would say such a thing. Wahyu sat besides Lord Stinky Smoke, as he attempted to put his hand into the higher powers face.

"See...No...Butter..."

He said showing him the evidence. Wahyu hadn't paid attention to anything about him having to spar with, Jake Haruno, all that boy heard was him being a butterfinger. Guess it was good, and bad to have dumb luck.

Jake was impressed. Wayhu had shown the ability to pick up on the technique much faster than he himself had. Was it skill or dumb luck? He only attempted the technique a single time yet believed himself to have completed the task. Jealousy was a fickle emotion but Jake was certainly feeling a little of it. The nature of the kid began to annoy him especially since it had interrupted his own training session with the Raikage. Now the boy seemed oblivious to the fact that the lightning shadow had ordered the two to practice upon each other. Though Jake was gifted in another nature. He had shown an uncanny ability to perform the techniques that fall within the wind element. Wind was superior when it came to enhancing the abilities of weaponry. His natural affinity combined with his uncanny ability to manipulate the wind easily came in handy.

"Enough of this" He would say loud enough for both the Raikage and Wahyu to hear. His sword was now stuck within the earth lightly. Deep enough for it to balance while soft enough for it to be pulled out with ease. As his three words ended the young male would create and finish rather quickly three handseals before inhaling. Inhaling was a mere second or even less, his exhale was were the power erupted. Upon exhaling Jake Haruno released over a wide range, [10 meters] blasts of incredibly sharp cutting wind at Wahyu and the Raikage, probably a bold move to attack the Lightning Shadow but the look of boredom had solidified Jakes plan. The wind would also travel for a total of 20 meters and could easily pierce the flesh of his now opponents. His hand would curl around his blade once all the fuuton chakra had been released and take two large leaps backwards.

As he curled his hand around his blade, Chakra had already begun to form. He had already worked out the kinks and application of the technique he aimed to use. Thus as he moved backwards the katana would receive his breath. As he blew upon his blade its range increased by 7 inches and its sharpness now vibrated clearly. He had started a battle that he may not be able to finish but by god he was going to prove his worth in this team even if it killed him.

[chakra shit will work out next post]

(Jake can you pm me the jutsu you used bro. I think I know them as great break through and the one jutsu danzo used, but to be sure, if you have the time pm them. Also Bast it's your post bro. )

[Don't tell me what to do. If I wanna leave I will leave. Boss yo life up.]


Despite the the genin's absent minded behavior, Gambaldi was fairly impressed with how well the boy learned the technique. He could now see how Wahyu had made it to this point, but the road was gonna end here. There was no room in his plans for fools and the constant display that Wahyu had been putting out was growing old. In response to the Raikage calling him butterfingers, the boy had literally checked his hands for butter. He had completely ignored the order to fight and instead chose to address the butterfingers statement instead. Rather than act immediately on the brazen display of disrespect, Gambaldi replied only with a cold almost sadistic stare, "Strike two for you, boy," he uttered as he remained sitting.

Shortly after Haruno, who seemed just as fed up with this nonsense as Gambaldi was, had just begun to shout his own peace. The very moment the first word came out his mouth, Gambaldi had shifted his attention to Haruno who had by this point was making his second seal. With a look of disappointment the Raikage made a move of his own. Gambaldi made a single seal matching the the timing of Haruno's last seal and vanished, leaving his training stick where it was. In the time it took to blink he was now standing behind Haruno a mere 3 meters away, just off to right. Rather than interrupt the attack, Gambaldi remained silent until the jutsu ran its course and Haruno finished making his move. By the time it was finished, the genin was now a two meters away due to the large leaps and use of yet another jutsu. Gambaldi, since he had hid his chakra simultaneously with using Body Flicker, folded his arms and waited to see just what Wahyu would do. He held little doubt that Haruno wouldn't be aware of his presence, there were few living that actually could.

Light as a feather, Gambaldi walked from Haruno's right to his left. He spoke only when he had moved about half a meter to said left, still maintaining the 2 meter distance behind the genin. "I didn't think it needed to be said, but only use kenjutsu and what you learned while in the academy during this training day. Tools will be allowed, but do not aim for vitals. That's your first strike, by the way, Haruno. Show some confidence in your mastery of the basics before you toss jutsu around," he stated nonchalantly, "If you mistakenly kill your training partner, I will make it a point that you never be a shinobi again." Whether his words were heard this time mattered little, the Raikage meant every word. Following orders was the first lesson all shinobi needed to learn and if these two were gonna represent Team Raikage then they needed to be a living example of that lesson.

Those that could not cut it would be sent to Tsaki's squad to make room for more competent shinobi. Observing the fight, Gambaldi folded his arms as he stopped 5 meters away from Haruno. This put him on the Haruno's left. Curiosity built as the Raikage watched the two, eager to see how this would go.

Spoiler:

Wahyu’s charismatic speech about butter was quickly interrupted as the Raikage spoke to him letting him know he was at strike two. Wahyu didn’t understand when strike one was given all, Wahyu could tell was that this guy was mean. No sooner than the statement had left his mouth the Red Haired Lord announced his presence shouting at both Wahyu, and The Raikage. Gambaldi facial expression changed from stern to a state of slight disbelief. The Lightning Shadow began a single hand seal with left hand and vanished from Wahyu’s side.

Jake Haruno had begun inhaling the breeze into his lungs, and Wahyu’s mind had been alerted that the true training had just begun. The young cadet quickly ejected himself behind the rock. Hiding his physique behind it's haven. As the kickup was in the air. the Majin quickly reached into his pouch of tools withdrawing his two senbon with bells in his left and three kunai in his right.
He darted out towards his left once the first fuuton jutsu had finished.
Wahyu didn’t hesitate to retaliate with his own attack. He made an endeavor by throwing the shinobi instruments simultaneously as Jake’s palm reconnected with the hilt of his sabre. As he jumped backwards, Wahyu watched as the projectiles began to close in. One kunai aiming for the left shoulder, while the remaining two would attempt to embed themselves into Jake’s right, and left inner thigh. The hypodermics themselves would soar towards the fingers that were gripping the hilt of Jake’s sword. Hopefully they would nail themselves into his palms forcing him to drop the blade, or possibly even weaken his grip at least.  

The Raikage seemed to now stand behind his oldest genin with a haze of smoke appearing behind him. He had used a body flicker jutsu. Wahyu’s eyes locked onto his comrade as his right palm clasped itself to the bokken.

“No…butter..”


He stated as he held steady from his company who appeared to be no more than sixteen meters from his squad mate, and no more than twenty one meters from the Raikage.

With the fuuton jutsu taking its course, the rock that the genin had hid behind would suffice for now, Though it took a battering and would almost be reduced to rubble. His own eyes would never leave his opponent. Chakra sensory kicked in to detect any hidden attacks due to the Raikages disappearance. Though he was unable to detect the Raikage's chakra. Jake never once thought that the Raikage had the ability to mask it thus he would assume the Raikage was out of his sensory range. Now as his hands connected with the sword Wayhu would release his own attack. 3 Kunai and two senbon with bells. His advanced eye sight allowed him to detect these. As he moved back he would inhale once more, This was much shorter than the last one, He would exhale rapidly though this time no blades would be released.

The powerful wind stream would in fact be powerful, It would do no damage though, but would easily be strong and released quick enough to completely knock all five projectiles to falter and be sent off course. The trajectory would be changed pushing them back though they would have no chance of reaching the original striker. They would then fall gently upon the ground. Nullified completely. He would then complete his movement as the Raikage spoke. This caused him to jump slightly. Turning to see his sensei. He would not allow his chakra to falter, He could sense that Wayhu remained where he was and that was the only other source of chakra within the area. None other existed....so how was he not able to sense the Raikage's chakra. "Chakra Suppression right?" he asked curiously.

He had gotten a mark but handseals would formulate as he proceeded to blow upon the katana increasing the strength and length. "What about Kenjutsu enhancement techniques like this one?" he asked. To be honest sword play was his weak point. Sighing he would mutter "Why couldn't these techniques be compatible with spears...and do you have a spare blade for Wayhu to use?" he asked softly. To be honest he would much rather have a full on spar battle. Being able to utilize more than just sword techniques considering that it was not his original form of fighting. He much preferred his fan and spear.

Everything had changed, the vibe seemed sullen and boring. It was as if the Raikage couldn't be fucked handling his students. Being empathic, Jake could feel this. "You don't even want to be hear do ya?" he would say. "I have waited for so long for ONE of Kumogakures higher ups to take notice of me as a Genin, for a single jounin to want to take me on. No luck, Everything i have every single ability and technique i taught myself. I even created some, yet your focusing only on kenjutsu, even then your acting as if we are troublesome." Jake said, staring straight into the eyes of the Raikage. "Demote me if you want, throw me away to some other team. Even if its the worst jounin on the roster, as long as they spend time with us and want to be with us then i'll take it over the strongest ninja in our village who shows no sign of interest in our growth" he said.

He would throw the blade down on the ground at the Raikage's feet, "I don't want your sword, I just want someone who wants to mentor us" he would state angrily. As he said this he would in one fluid movement pull the fan from his back and turn. His body moved as the fan opened. One more movement and he would be soaring through the sky uponthe large fan away from the Raikage and sadly Wahyu. Perhaps he and Wahyu could train together. he wanted to and Wahyu seemed to want train with him too. One day maybe but right now he regretted his outburst. he hoped he would still be a part of Team Raikage.

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Gambaldi only half listened to the rant. As if this boy knew the mind of the Raikage. He watched as the genin tossed aside the katana, leaving it at the feet of Gambaldi. He laughed. This boy was so stuck on himself that he failed to see the lesson was right in front of him. The key to any victory was patience, knowing when to pounce on your prey. Forcing one to practice with out the use of chakra made the body used to such adversity. A wise shinobi knows that your most deadly tool in your arsenal is yourself. As the boy walked away, Gambaldi picked up the discarded katana.

"As you wish, Haruno. You will be demoted from the Raikage Squad. I'm not your babysitter, boy. If your looking for someone to coddle you, then go home and give up being a shinobi. This world is not safe for those like you. Report to Tsaki, Haruno and Wahyu." His words were harsh, he knew, but he needed these genin to be stronger. One was a simpleton, the other a no show, and the one who held the most skill of the three was an impatient child. This proving to be more of a headache than Gambaldi anticipated. With all the plans for the future and current issues that needed resolving, it was all a tad bit overwhelming. Besides, Gambaldi's own mentor hadn't been seen since the day the Raikage freed himself from slavery. From that point on, Gambaldi taught himself and was a better shinobi for it. "And this is our village's future. Perhaps I will be to retired to care by then." He laughed again as he left the training area. Eager to get back to business, more so than before.

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