Bloodline Limit

Pockets of large wind cycles swept across the grassy landscape. The citizens of the Land of Fire were fortunate for the weather. Also allowed him to train comfortable. He was sporting a grey shirt and his black jeans. His ninja attire was pretty basic for a Genin, but what he was about to attempt was far from basic. The Gentle Fist. He held a fist out in front of him. Turning it sideways, he slowly opened his hand. Pointing all fingers ahead. His other hand held up a similar poise and he shifted his feet apart.

Taking the familiar stance he had seen his father do so many times before. However he would finally use those teachings for himself. Joji took the stance of the Gentle Fist, his eyes were still silver and translucent. No need to use his Byakugen unless there was a person here to utilize it against. But he was now more familiar with the style.

[Learned Gentle Fist]

A singular ray of light pierced the dingy room, trespassing through the gap between the ramshackle cloak that served as curtains that Suguru had put up. Unfortunately for him, this interloping ray landed right onto his right eye, albeit which was closed due to his slumber, was enough to wake him. He wearily got up from his bed, blinking around to push away the drowse, still clad in yesterday’s clothing. The apartment he was given was blandly furnished and to his dismay both of his neighbors were men, so there was no use in making any peep holes. Oh well, at least he now had a roof over his head.

The bed had a hard mattress, but even the hardest mattress beat sleeping on a bench Suguru had still not gotten used to sleeping indoors, years living in the streets and woods having shaped his nights. This night was one of great rest, and he could feel himself surging with energy; He could feel it in his bones. Hard Training and Soft Breasts surely awaited him.

Yet as he rose, psyched to get on with his day, his body felt full of kinks and stiff. Nothing his morning workout couldn't solve. Another perk of sleeping indoors was that he could do his morning workout without worrying about cutting his palm on some jagged rock.

After his workout was done, consisting of all manner of exercises that made his body aflame with the strain and fully awake. Taking a deep breath as he loosened his bearing, he shifted his body in a familiar stance. Every Shinobi that served the leaf had at least basic knowledge of it, yet Suguru had gone out of his way to train his body to harness the power of the Strong Fist Stance to its fullest extent. He unleashed a series of basic punches and kicks, getting himself warmed up. Satisfied with those, he shifted the stance on the balls of his feet, letting him move more freely.

He leapt into a rising kick, yet his form was greatly lacking and albeit the air in front of him was soundly kicked, Suguru landed on his back, the thud echoing in the mostly empty room.

Groaning, he hammered a few hits on his back as he rose to his feet. Not the best way to start the day, but he wasn’t going to let one slip up keep him down. At least not for too long. After all, there were soft breasts awaiting him. Somewhere.  And that somewhere definitely wasn’t this room. He checked.

Suguru picked up his headband from the floor, having dumped it along with his shoes before going to sleep. He gave it a polish with the hem of his shirt, before tying it onto his head. Wouldn't be a shinobi without it after all.

Sporting a disheveled head of hair tied back, a crumpled blue shirt patterned with white flowers and an equally crumpled pair of pants that made it just past his knees, Suguru. Basked in the early morning sun for a moment.

"Training or Tits?" he mused to himself.

Having gotten already warmed up and hyped for training, he made chose the former. It was still early after all; barely half a dozen pairs out unless he chanced it and hoped to be at the right tree, at the right moment.

Albeit a run to the training grounds would do him good, he had learned of a jutsu that by enhancing one's body briefly with chakra, be able to give blindly fast speed. He had tried a few times and it gave him quite a rush of adrenaline every time he sent a new surge of chakra that propelled him onwards yet he still hadn't got the timing nor the measure of chakra right. Seeing an opportunity to train before even beginning to train, he tensed his legs for a moment as his hand formed a seal, before he sped upwards onto an empty rooftop, teetering on the edge. He took a step forward to safety, his heart already racing.

He steadily made his way to the training grounds, only stopping when he got disoriented and lost his bearings, and by the time he had arrived, albeit nearly falling to his death half a dozen times, Suguru had gotten a better grasp of this jutsu.

Finally arriving at his destination, Suguru took a moment to catch his breath. His body was far from tired, yet the frenzied pumping of his heart and the lack of chakra in his system fatigued him, at least temporarily. The grounds seemed to be deserted, save for a lone figure. A familiar figure, yet he could not place his finger on who or where he knew him from. He walked onwards, sort of towards them but not really; trying to summon the courage to wave or say hi or something amongst those lines, albeit hoping that the figure would holler him before he had to.

Training in two was far more effective than alone and even though he did not want to admit it, he really did need some company apart from that of the women he peeped on.


WC: 880

[Learned Strong Fist] (-200)
[Learned Leaf Great Whirlwind] (-200)
[Learned Flicker Body] (-100)

(380 leftover)

Joji knew someone was coming. He had sensed the person at least 500 meters away, his head turned to the direction and he stopped his training shortly. The signature was familiar but he was waited till the person came within 250 meters before he opened his eyes with increased pressure. A fine tuned 'telescope' ability he had learned. He was able to tell the finest details than any eye could tell, the he accurately see around the figure and know who he was. It was Suguru, as sensory ninja it was his bread and butter to remember everyone that he meets. Joji waited till the boy ran to the training grounds. It wasn't long before he noticed the Hyuuga boy.

He seemed winded, perhaps running here for training as well. Joji walked forward and spoke to him, "Well met Suguru. It's me. Joji. Came here to train as well? You're in luck, I'm doing my Hyuuga training. Care to train with me?" Joji asked the boy. His Byakugan was active and his eyes were faded and nerves stretching across his face.

It seemed Suguru did not need to worry about getting the attention of the figure in the training field, as their eyes locked onto him far before his own did. His gaze was like a pair of kunai, piercing deeply, causing a shiver down his spine the moment he laid his eyes on him apart from their strange color, he never felt so watched in his life with such a strong and firm gaze; Not even that time when he dropped in the middle of the hot springs women changing room when a loose tile put him off his footing. Not that he was looking at eyes at that time. Suguru stopped walking, letting Joji make his way to him, as he stood reminiscing that memory.
 
It was only at the sound of his voice that Suguru recognized the purple-eyed figure. He knew he was not the most attentive of people, especially when there was a good pair in eyesight, but he did not recall Joji’s forehead being so veiny.

“Hmm, Strange. I guess that’s why he can see so far.” He mused to himself.

“Oh Hi Joji. Didn’t see you there.” Suguru half-muttered. Even though he had met him before, he could feel his anxiety building up.

He was not sure what or who the Hyuga where albeit the name sounded familiar, he probably was too distracted by Sensei Matiko’s rack. Albeit she thought history, she was as fresh as yesterday in his mind. Her teachings, unfortunately, were not.

“Yea, came down for some training. I would not mind seeing this Hyuga training of yours.” He said a bit louder this time, slowly building courage.

“Just stop thinking about Sensei Matiko’s boobs and don’t stare at his eyes. Come on Suguru.” His inner voiced shouted at him.

WC: 300
TWC: [300 + 330 = 630]

Suguru came closer as he was aware of Joji's presence on the training grounds. He greeted him and the Hyuuga returned the greeting. He also agreed to train with young Genin. "Good. Perhaps you can show me your strengths as well. In a strong spar of course." A possible future teammate. Joji wanted to gauge the boys techniques. As not many people could go toe to toe with a Hyuuga in close quarter combat. He jumped backwards about five meters, creating some space between the boy and Joji. His eyes were still activated, and he was able to see all the tenketsu points of Suguru. It was an amazing sight, one he would use to his advantage. He assumed the Gentle Fist style. Putting his hands out in front of him, as was customary of the style. He was weak, but his strikes would do much more damage with his skillset. "Lets begin." He would say to him, to begin their sparring match.

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Strength: E
Constitution: D
Stamina: D
Speed: C > C+ (Gentle Fist)
Coordination: C > C++ (Gentle Fist)
Intelligence: E
Perception: D

Suguru wasn’t the smartest tool in the shed, yet even he could see that Joji was not going to be a pushover. His stance was unknown to him, which was not that surprising since he never had fought anyone else, yet he could see that he was no gimmick. And those damn eyes. Something about them was off; not just the colour, but the fact that they seemed to stare through him as if he was paper thin. It was really putting him off his game.

“Ahh.” He grumbled to himself, trying to shake his thoughts away. He needed to concentrate.

“Let us begin then.” Suguru announced with a little bow. He assumed people did that, especially people who had the kind of training Joji did. Offending his new training partner was the last thing he wanted to do afterall.

Assuming the basic Strong Fist stance, Suguru stood unmoving. It was a basic stance, of pure brawn and precision, yet his training allowed him to be light on his feet; something which would be enough until he could gauge his foe’s skills.

WC: 180
TWC: [180 +630 = 810]

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Strength: D
Constitution: D
Stamina: D
Speed: D >> D++ (Strong Fist)
Coordination:D >> D++ (Strong Fist)
Intelligence: D
Perception: D

Suguru was ready. And so was Joji. His strength was laughable these days, and wouldn't be able to put a dent into someone like Suguru. However it was his skills that would help him out in this particular instance. The Gentle Fist stance afforded no weakness in his stance. The two Genin waited patiently, there was five meters between them. Joji's Byakugan was active and concentrated solely on his opponent. That's when Joji broke into a dash, covering the distance between them quickly. Now in Jo was in front of Suguru, he would begin one of the clans more useful techniques. He would try to strike Suguru four times, with needle like accuracy. Forming his fingers into using only two, he aimed at his chest, and both shoulders. This would barely hurt him, but it would send needle like pincers into the boys tenketsus. If connected it would seal about 20 chakra from him.

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Jutsu used: Tenketsu Needle (Learned)

Strength: E
Constitution: D
Stamina: D
Speed: C > C+ (Gentle Fist)
Coordination: C > C++ (Gentle Fist)
Intelligence: E
Perception: D

Joji was fast. Blindingly fast. Suguru only saw a muscle twitch and his foe was already charging at him, already having made half the way to him. Suguru only had time to hard himself for impact, an gesture which might have been instinctive to other fighters, but the lack of sparring experience rendered it something he actually had to put thought in. His body would tense as Joji’s hands darted at him, Suguru just being able to keep up. As he struck, Sugruru could see that he had maintained the grace of his stance, even as he had ran towards him.

The strikes hit, yet Sugru felt no pain, as if he barely was being touched. Only as his foe’s hands retracted their touch; did stinging blossoms bloom where he had been struck, as if a needle was pulled in and out of his body. Albeit his foe’s hands were a blur, he could see no glint of any needle. Suguru dropped down, his leg sweeping in front of him; if striking Joji, it would disbalance him off his legs. It was a basic technique, yet Suguru didn’t want to risk overexert himself until he had a good idea what strange technique his foe was using.

WC: 205

Jutsu used:
Body of The Bear [100WC]
Leaf Gale [100WC]

TWC: [(810 + 205) - 200 = 815]

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Strength: D
Constitution: D
Stamina: D
Speed: D >> D++ (Strong Fist)
Coordination:D >> D++ (Strong Fist)
Intelligence: D
Perception: D

Joji had indeed landed hits on Suguru. His hands moving quite fast, as was customary for this type of technique. However his opponent still stood, nonplussed by the attack. Even responding in kind, speeding up his movements to attack. Even with his increased vision it was still a bit faster than he could register. Hyuuga tried to move backwards in time, but it did clip his feet. He stumbled slightly, as he was much more coordinated than before. He recovered by stepping backwards and planting himself in a famous move by the Hyuuga. He had never used it before.

But for him to beat him, he would have too use his clans techniques more precisely. Pressing his other foot backwards he opened his arms in his stance. The Eight Trigrams Thirty-Two Palms. Joji struck forward, aiming once, then more strikes. Then he aimed for many of his tenketsu points in his abdomen and chest. Each strike charged with a bit of chakra from the Genin. The last strike would send him flying backwards five meters.

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Jutsu used: Eight Trigrams Thirty-Two Palms (Learned)

Strength: E
Constitution: D
Stamina: D
Speed: C > C+ (Gentle Fist) > B (Eight Trigrams Thirty-Two Palms)
Coordination: C > C++ (Gentle Fist) > B+
Intelligence: E
Perception: D

His legsweep had largely unfazed his foe, yet it bought Suguru a split second, just enough for him to step back a few steps. As he moved back, he changed stance, rising slightly on his haunches, his heels up and barely touching the ground thus assuming a pose most commonly seen in Sumo. He did not have the bulk to use this stance at its full potential, but its simplicity and straight forward techniques were hardly a challenge for someone as versed in Taijutsu as Suguru. His foe’s attacks had barely grazed him, yet the blossoms of pain that rose where he was struck came an unusual fatigue. Albeit his foe had much greater speed and technique than him, even an inexperienced fighter like Suguru could see that he had the upper hand in sheer force.

Seeing Joji assume his fighting stance once more and moving back in range to attack, Suguru would charge forward, shoulder first, directly towards his foe, doing no effort to dodge his foe's attack, instead he would brace himself against the oncoming blows, using his arms as a shield against his foe’s fists while trying to hit his opponent in the chest and disbalance him, possibly knocking him off balance.

WC: 180

Jutsu Used:
Arhat Fist [100 WC]
Shoulder Charge [100 WC]
Body of the Bear
Counter of the Ram [150WC]

TWC: [(815+ 180) – 350 = 645

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Strength: D > C (Arhat Fist) > C++ (Shoulder Charge)
Constitution: D > D++ (Body of the Bear) > C++ (Counter of the Ram)
Stamina: D
Speed: D
Coordination: D
Intelligence: D
Perception: D

(Terribly sorry with my activity)

Joji had planned for his precise attacks to hit each tenketsu points. Each hit was on point just as had learned from his family. To be the heir to the throne it was his duty learn his clans techniques to efficiency. However he had never expected for anyone to be standing let alone still charging. Suguru was resistant, though Joji had heavily taxed his chakra he pushed on for his last hoorah. Though Joji was a lot faster than Suguru, he was still only a few feet away. He put his hands up to block the attacks and charged ahead. Joji tried to move out of the way but his shoulder was able to graze his own before he completely cleared.

It was strong enough to send him off balance and rolling on the floor. The Hyuuga rolled to a stop a few meters away and quickly got back on his feet. The hit was very strong even for a graze, he could feel a heavy bruise seeping its way through his body. "Strong you are. But lets see how you fair against this." Standing five meters away, Joji focused chakra into both of his hands. Then he quickly punched twice in the air, one punch aiming at Sugurus right leg. The other punch aimed his chest. Two vacuum blasts of chakra sifted through the air, slightly opaque.

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Jutsu used: Eight Trigrams Vacuum Palm (Learned)

Strength: E
Constitution: D
Stamina: D
Speed: C > C+ < D+ (Gentle Fist+) (Eight Trigrams Vacuum Palm -)
Coordination: C > C++ (Gentle Fist)
Intelligence: E
Perception: D

Suguru rushed past Joji, his shoulder sending him reeling to the side even though he had dodged the brunt of the attack. Putting force into his feet, he skid to a halt, the momentum of the charge, not an easy thing to control. His foe had already gotten up and was taking up his fighting stance once more. They were now a few meters apart, too short a distance to try the same gambit, and even then, his foe was trained; he surely would not fall for the same simple maneuver twice in a row. He could no longer feel his shoulder or chest, numbing snakes spreading from the points where his foe had hit. Suguru was no stranger to chakra fatigue, yet never had he felt it in this intensity and never when using Taijutsu.

He began a beeline towards his foe, closing the distance between them to a few meters; ready to spring into a kick, Yet his foe’s attack was faster, coming out as Suguru’s leg was raised, knee bent and ready to strike but his foe had sent two shimmering strikes at him. “Fuuton” He quickly guessed to himself. Stuck in a stance and unable to dodge, he only had one unorthodox way of defense. Using his legs, he shot out a series of kicks as he attempted to deflect the flying strikes, absorbing them into his shins. Pain spread through his leg like fire, dropping it like deadweight, nearly sending him toppling onto his back.

With his leg hurt, he only had one good kick left in him; all he had to do now was wait for an opening in Joji’s next attack.

WC: 260

Jutsu Used:
Leaf Great Whirlwind [150WC]
Rising Defense Kick  [100WC]
Counter of the Ram

TWC: [(645+ 260) – 250 = 655

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Strength: D
Constitution: D > D++ (Body of the Bear) > C++ (Counter of the Ram)
Speed: D >> D++ (Strong Fist)
Coordination:D >> D++ (Strong Fist)
Coordination: D
Intelligence: D
Perception: D

(Dragging ass again, sorry.)

Joji was surprised at the tact of his fellow Genin. He had thought his technique would be able to lay the boy out. However he used the Leaf Great Whirlwind and was able to deflect the attacks. Though it stopped the brunt, Hyuuga attacks were designed to hurt the inside of a person. Though their constitution would play a part, their techniques would eventually prevail even against some tougher foes. The Hyuuga at least knew that his attacks weren't doing enough damage, but his exhaustion would help.

His Byakugan eyes began to notice the closed tenketsus of the boy and knew his time to fight had all but ended. He would put him on his back with his attack. Working with one good leg, he probably would not be able replicate the defense used before. Joji focused his chakra into his fist one more and sent another strong stream of his Eight Trigrams Vacuum Palm. This was aimed at the chest of Suguru which would knock him off his feet if connected.

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Jutsu used: Eight Trigrams Vacuum Palm

Strength: E
Constitution: D
Stamina: D
Speed: C > C+ < D+ (Gentle Fist+) (Eight Trigrams Vacuum Palm -)
Coordination: C > C++ (Gentle Fist)
Intelligence: E
Perception: D

With laboured breaths, Suguru looked on. His right leg was a bubbling lump of pain as if being stabbed by some invisible brambles. His chest was like stone, his pectorals sending echoes of fresh pain with each heave of breath he took. His foe seemed undeterred by his quick thinking and it was easy to see that Suguru could not pull the same stunt again, keeping his balance already a hefty task. His ability to perform Taijutsu had been limited, and with Joji out of the reach of his one good leg and no way to clear the distance, he had to rely on something that could.

With his foe wasting no time in repeating his previous attack, Suguru quickly looked around to see if there was anything in the environment he could use. Taking cover was impossible, the training ground devoid of any trees, restricted only to its parameter. The only item that Suguru could use was a small smooth rock, less than a meter away from him. Lunging forward and giving it a kick with all his remain strength, a feat which threw him off balance; as he sent it flying towards the midsection of his foe. His knees buckled and he fell back onto his knees, fresh pain shooting throughout his body as he felt his muscles harden, barely able to keep his head straight.

Albeit his foe’s attack would go off the mark, he would not be getting up anytime soon.

His left arm now completely numb, he formed a tiger seal with his right arm, albeit rather sluggishly. The rock would deftly pass between the jet of air his foe has launched towards him, before starting to grow, yet only up to the size of a small plate. Suguru’s limited knowledge of the jutsu and his wounded state limited any further growth. The rock would hit his foe like a discus, likely knocking the air out of him and possibly knock them off their feet.

WC: 320

Jutsu Used:
Dynamic Entry [100WC]
Ninja Art: Shuriken Giant Body Technique [150WC]

TWC: (655 + 320) - 250 = 725

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Strength: D
Constitution: D >
Speed: D >> D++ (Strong Fist)
Coordination:D >> D++ (Strong Fist)
Coordination: D
Intelligence: D
Perception: D

The barrage of invisible attacks had done its task in depleting Suguru of his chakra and remaining strength. Nearing exhausting brought on a wave of weariness that would effect his physical state. In a last ditch effort to deter Joji's wave, the other Genin lunged forward to kick small rock towards him. Unfortunately he did not have neither the strength nor coordination do what he had planned. It flew a feet but skidded across the ground. He seemed to try to perform a jutsu however it would not work on the rock. The jutsu was designed for ninja tools and as such it would not work. With nothing to dodge, Joji returned to a still stand as his opponents knees fell to the ground.

"Well fought Suguru. We can call it a complete spar. I have learned much against you. Perhaps we can put these skills to the test during the Chuunin exams. See you there." Joji said with a smile. They would exchange goodbyes before they returned to their homes to rest from the spar.


[Exit]

Suguru watched the rock harmlessly bounce towards Joji’s feet. His body numbed as the last remnants of chakra burned uselessly, his last gambit jutsu never taking effect, a lack of knowledge of its application coupled with lack of chakra spelling its doom. Slumped on one knee, he barely had the energy to raise his head and look towards his foe.

Fourtouantly for Suguru, Joiji did not move to attack, ending the duel politely and thanking him for his time. The lack of gloating or mention of victory or loss was rather kind of him, seeing as it was obvious that Suguru stood no chance against him in a spar, let alone a real fight.

“I agree…” he said with a strained voice. “Good place to call it a day.” He said, as he slowly got up to a stand.

“I’m sure I’ll see you there at…” Suguru said as he weakly waved Joji as he left. He had no idea what exams he was talking about, but he’ll worry about that later. Now all he needed was a good bath and a nice long nap.

Suguru only managed to walk five paces before he collapsed with exhaustion, taking the nice long nap right there in the training ground.

[Exit?]