[Yusaku Hyūga]

Yusaku stood still, looking at the mirrored wall of Anbu base. He observed himself, just moments after he had donned his ANBU uniform. He made a couple small poses, examining his grey tabi boots, then he adjusted the tight long sleeve gloves that made a pair with his undersuit. The outfit was snuggly fit on him, yet it still kinda felt alien. It was so light, yet he could feel its weight.

It was almost surreal. He had spent years training for this and now he was finally there. Among the best of the best Konoha had to offer. His white eyes fell down to his red tattoo, then to the fox mask gently settled on the side of his head. He had a moment to wonder what kind of fuuin techniques had been placed on all the Anbu masks. It would stick on his face once worn and his Byakugan couldn't see through others of the same kind.

"I should probably get started with training" The jounin mumbled, turning around to observe the training room. Anbu base was top notch, even though looks left a lot to be desired. "Well I certainly have no shortage of tools. Let's see...maybe I should rehash some Bukijutsu essentials. If I have to walk with a pointy stick on my back I'd better know how to use it well..." 

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[Senju Kazuto]

Perspiration glistened over his skin as he huffed. The attire that the ANBU wore grew darker around his heck, as the sweat was caught by the fabric. His sword was clasped in his right hand, and around him many of the hacked remained of his clones, slashed and cut apart by the swing of his swords, at least a dozen of them had been made into piles of wood that still twitched as whatever humanity in them remained ebbed away and they turned immobile. Raising his hand towards his owl-shaped mask, Kazuto would remove it and look around before he swiped the sweat that had begun to roll down in beads across his forehead. It had been a good practice. Still practicing his skill with Bukijutsu against enemies that had the same ability wasn't exactly the better way to improve, but at the very least he would be able to improve against multiple enemies, an area that he thought he needed much more improvement. Seeing that he was alone and that he had finished the training exercises that he had assigned tho himself, he slowly made his way towards the exit of the training room. Most ANBU were either on patrol, in the standby station or enjoying some well deserved rest after their missions. A found himself on a chair and began to swipe the sweat and feeling the aching sensation of muscles burning after the exertion. Slowly he reached towards a bottle of water and opened it, taking sips of water before he looked around, hearing the echoing sounds of someone approaching through the corridor that led into the training area of the ANBU headquarters, intermingled with the sound of the lights as the mono filaments within the bulbs slowly burned away. He would turn to see the new entry that joined him in the training room and saw that it was another ANBU, and with a closer look he surmised that this was Yusaku. He took another sip of water before he spoke, raising his voice. "Hello Yusaku." He said with a calm tone. "Here to train?"

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[Yusaku Hyūga]

Yusaku looked up, seeing someone he knew drenched in sweat.

"Ah, hey there Captain." He saluted with a small bow out of respect. He didn't really need to, but it was hard to let go of his manners. He had been taught to observe them since young age, traditional ones included. It was incredible how oblivious the Hyuga really was without his Byakugan. Then again, when you can see 360 24/7 for kilometers at a time, sometime you just want to not see.

"Indeed. Sword techniques this time." The jounin mumbled, stretching lightly in his outfit. "I still feel like my Bukijutsu is not up to par. It could definitely be better. I don't want to run the risk of overevaluating my ninjutsu or taijutsu, despite Juken being among the best forms for hand to hand combat." He still had a veil of Hyuga pride in his voice, that stuff was hardly erased. Hyuga be like that, it was no new news. "Besides, I want to make sure that "Myobu" can handle swordfighting. Wouldn't want to be outed as a weak link to the Anbu corps just because my Buki is lacking. Either way, sorry for interrupting you, Captain. I hope I did not ruin your training regime or anything. I could come back later if you'd like to have some privacy."

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[Senju Kazuto]

"You ruined nothing." Kazuto said, pointing towards the lumps of wood that used to be his clones, all made dismembered and hacked apart by his own blade. Made nothing more than actual lumber that could be used to fed a fire. He supposed that the Hyuga would have missed the fact that he was resting and quiet after the simulacrum of an onslaught. "I was finished although clones do for poor training partners." He told the man, still unsure on how to adress someone that was his senior in age but his junior in position within the organization. He took to his feet, raising to his full height noting that in that regard he also exceeded the Hyuga. "I wouldn't dare to call myself a master, but if you wish I could spar with you." He laid the offer for a man. As everything, a sword was a tool. As a practitioner he could hold his wn, he could fight rather well if pressed into action and in short spaces the swords provided to ANBU were also meant for an use in confined situations where speed was preferable than strength. He would await for the man to speak and began to wonder what sort of swordsman Yusaku would made. He had certainly an advantage if he applied the lessons of his clan particular fighting style. Kazuto's style had always been mechanical, an affair that lacked the more sutble strikes that would be displayed by the true masters of the sword. He had learned the skill mostly as another ability to expand his arsenal and had wielded a sword well, but without the true required passion that would make a difference in the midst of battle. He reached towards the bottle of water that he had been drinking, sipping more of the cool liquid as he would awaited for the man to speak.

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[Yusaku Hyūga]

Yusaku tilted his head to the side. That was the first time Kazuto had asked for a spar. He had always seen the captain all reserved and tight lipped. "It'd...be my honor to train with you, Captain." The Hyuga accepted with a respectful bow. If anything, crossing blades with the captain would let him observe some of his mannerism and such.

If anything, this was the perfect occasion to study the enigmatic Senju and get a grasp on his persona as a whole. "Is there any specific exercise you would like to start with?" He asked, soudlessly walking over to the middle of the gym. Reaching up, he pulled his short sword out of its sheath. "Unless we can just wing it and see where it goes. Ready when you are." He was ready for either, no need to be picky in a situation like this. He just limited himself into a basic sword stance that however still had some slight gentle fist hits, especially in the way the young jounin firmly secured himself to the ground, to hopefully prevent any hits from knocking him over. That would spell doom real fast, never let your opponent get such an advantage on you.

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[Senju Kazuto]

"A spar would be fine." Kazuto told the Hyuga. He quickly went through the what they could do, he wasn't sure of the length of skill that his new acquaintance could have, but after further inspection of the stance he assumed, he only knew the basics, so first blood drawn from the torso was out of the question then. He didn't wish to wound his new companion and make a bad first impression. He simply wouldn't risk for an injury that would hamper him, specially after he was still new with the organization. Kazuto moved towards one of the walls that held a rack. Several weapons were contained in the rack, bo staffs, wooden swords, swords with a blunted edge. He took a pair of wooden swords that would do well for the exercise. With a flourish he would swing his wooden sword, admiring the balance of the weapon in his hands, finding it acceptable. Nodding to himself he would fling the sword towars the Hyuga, allowing Yusako to grasp it with his own hands before he would take his stance before the man, his right hand holding the sword as the tip pointed to the ground as he assumed a relaxed stand. An inviting one for him Yusaku to start striking first. At the very least he could consider what his level with the sword truly was. And it would give him an idea on how to counter him. "Alright, whenever you're ready." Kazuto said. Looking at the Hyuga with a serene outlook before he closed his eyes and readied himself for the spar before staring at the man with actual intensity that spoke that even if they were going to exchange blows in a friendly manner, he would take this seriously. His left hand would raise to the height of his face as he formed the sign of confrontation and expected a reply of his opponent, so the spar could actually begin.

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[Yusaku Hyūga]

Yusaku stretched and wiggled to find himself confortable in his new outfit. Once he was, he finally raised his own blade and proceeded on the offensive. Sign of confrontation first and off he goes.

Before rushing in, Yusaku would need to understand how Kazuto treated swordfighting. Was he more offensive or defensive with his approach? Active or passive? That was the thing he would have to know before he would be able to make any dent.

Naturally, he couldn't afford to go lightly at all. His opponent did not seem someone who could take anything lightly. He would seriosly need to focus for this.

Yusaku moved forward, twisting his sword for some rapid back and forth, side to side attacks. Keeping a high guard for the moment, he would try slightly different angles each time. Trying to gauge which of the two sides Kazuto was weakest. Left or Right.

Occasionally, he would attept a thrust, but without following through too much. He could not afford getting himself off balance. He'd wait for their swords to be off to the side after a parry or a deflection before spinning around and putting his new tabi boots to good use. A flat kick aimed at Kazuto's chest, mostly to push him back and hopefully gain some ground for another series of strikes, this time from a slightly lower guard position.

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[Senju Kazuto]

Yusaku would start, his sword following probing jabs to his defenses. The well rehearsed motions would come into mind, the sound of the bokkens clashing against each other would echo in the training chamber as he sought to block all moves, alternating between his right and left hands. He would continue to back track, erecting a stone wall against his flurry of strikes with his own parries that created an equity between both attacker and defender. Kazuto knew very well that he would never be a virtuoso of the sword. He fought with it with a mechanical efficiency, yes, but he was previously trained and had mastered the art to a degree. He was quick to tell that Yusaku had not, that he was a novice and whilst that was fine, he saw an opportunity arise. As he backed away the Hyuga would would perform a thrust with the blade, the Senju dodged, the bokken missing by a short margin, a kick would follow and as the Senju would spin, using his skill of taijutsu to avoid the kick in the very last second, fingers of his right hand flicking as wind chakra began to coil within him. Extending his right hand he would finish his spin and aim at the Hyuga as he released a quick burst of wind that would knock Yusaku or at the very least would make him lose his footing. Kazuto took the offensive, sword clasp between both hands, fingers pressing against the hilt of the bokken as he would begin his own series of swings, using his strength and the techniques edges unto the his muscle memory directing his blows as his mind prompted his body forward as blow after blow of the bokken would rain towards Yusaku, releasing some of his fury as he began to , test his defenses, trying to break through and land a solid hit on the man.

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NAME: Fūton: Reppūshō [Wind Release: Gale Palm]
RANK: C
CHAKRA USAGE: Medium
CLASSIFICATION: Ninjutsu
ELEMENT: Fūton
DESCRIPTION:
After charging Fūton chakra into one's hands, the caster will clap their hands to initiate this technique. The clap causes the Fūton to compress and transform into a powerful gale. The gale itself has enough force to knock a human off of their feet; however, this technique's true power shows when used in correlation with shuriken, as it increases the wounding, piercing, and killing potential several times over.

NAME: Kuikkurōtēshon回転する[Quick Rotation]
RANK: D
CHAKRA USAGE: Very Low
CLASSIFICATION: Taijutsu
ELEMENT: None
HANDSEALS: None
TRIGGER: None
DESCRIPTION:
Utilizing chakra in the feet, ankles and legs specifically. It is a small amount of energy, but used precisely on reflexes and timing. This technique is gauged this way. When timed, the user can twist themselves abruptly out of the way of an attack. Like a speedy side-step, but a rotation of one's body to the side. A spin-move. This is only attacks in an immediate vicinity(three meters) anything else is too big an attack. Usually Taijutsu, but sometimes this technique is effective against close-range ninjutsu.

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Crimson Fist
Might of Heroes
Paragon of War
Fell-Handed
Atramentar

[Yusaku Hyūga]

Kazuto was much more skilled with a sword than the Hyuga. That much was clear. Still though, his movements were a little stiff. Mechanic even. Almost looked like he was going through the inputs for a combo in a fighting game.

That said, Yusaku would still be in mad problems once he was being forced into defense. Yeah, first couple swings were fine, but the more he was pressed the more his form was beginning to go in shambles.

He kept at it though, if he gave even a single inch he would quickly lose control of the whole situation altogether. Though he didn't seem to be able to do anything but keep the fight in a slightly losing stall. He just needed to focus. Focus.

Maybe there was a way to gain the upper hand...yeah the whole thing had rhythym so he could just wait for a wider swing, there! Just whack the blade to the side and use his free hand so that he could hit the 3rd mid-point tenk-

"ACK!" Yusaku jerked backwards, dropping his training sword on the floor, raising his hands up. "Sorry! Sorry, sorry..." He quickly added, veins around his temples quickly fading away as he forced his Byakugan to recede. "Sorry I just, ehr..."

Well...that was awkward.

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[Senju Kazuto]

Kazuto pressed his attack, blow after blow of his own sword falling upon the receiving end, he pressed forward using his height and strength as he pressed back the Hyuga. It was then that the Hyuga would parry, using a subtle gesture to deflect the blow, leaving him open for any. He turned his head as momentum carried him forward and saw the veins appear on the corner of his colleagues eyes and his fingers preparing the stabbing strike aimed at one of his chakra points. But the, nothing happened and the Senju stopped slowing seconds to go as if Yusaku would attack or do something, but rather he apologized and dropped his sword. The face of disbelief would then turn into a disappointed frown as the Senju took the lapse of attack and resumed his strike. Fingers in his free hand flicked and he felt chakra swell within him. Compressed air gathered around his hand and he would release a powerful gale towards the Hyuga, in the hopes that it would send him flying and create some space for him to remount another attack towards his subordinate. He would begin to take steps towards him, practice sword in hand with a resolute expression plastered upon his features. "Why did you stop?" He asked, his tone a mixture about disappointed and upset. He advanced slowly, without little hurry to meet his opponent before he kicked the practice sword towards Yusaku. "We're ANBU, treat this as if you were fighting an enemy, because that enemy won't hesitate." He told the man, older than he was but at the very least green when it came to act against others. He would need to purge that hesitation when the time to kill would be called upon him. "Pick it up, and do not hesitate." He said as he presented a swordsman flourish, a way to give him respectful nod and tell him how serious he was about the fight.

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[Yusaku Hyūga]

Yusaku caught the bokken thrown at him. There it was, Kazuto's stern attitude. The others had warned him about it. No fun allowed. Smiles are banned. It's all either 100 or 0, black or white.

"If this were the real thing, I wouldn't be waving this blasted stick around for more than a few seconds." Yusaku muttered under his breath. He really hated Bukijutsu. "And at this distance, you'd already be on the ground with 64 closed Tenketsu." He would add to himself, getting back into his stance. While Kazuto would definitely have the upper hand just about anywhere else, in such confined spaces Yusaku was more than confident he edged out the Senju, barring Buki stuff. It was his home turf after all. He trained his entire life to handle cqc fights...and Juuken was pretty apt at the job.

"I do not feel comfortable aiming my Byakugan at allies, is all. Just like you would not aim a live weapon around carelessly. Though sometimes it's just happens as an instinctual reflex." He stated, getting his bearings. "For as serious as you might want this to be, it's still a sparring drill. The point of it all isn't to kill my partner."

Yusaku then lunged, blade up in a high guard into a string of strikes aimed at the upper torso. "That...does not...mean that I would hesitate...when it really matters." He punctuated his sentence with his attacks.

"It's simply a matter of restraint. While you draw the line whenever you need it...right now, there's no reason for me to try and kill you."

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"Would I?" Kazuto said with glint of amusement. He believed that his counterpart was the more skilled of the two in Taijutsu. Nine times out of ten he would be defeated, but he knew that he would not fight solely with Taijutsu if it ever came the moment that he would have to strike down Yusaku. As the strikes from the Hyuga came he would cede terrain, back tracking as he did his best to deflect the blows from his opponent, the sound of the bokken striking each other resounding in the room, leaving the Hyuga to spend himself whilst Kazuto's stamin remained relatively intact. Yet as he heard the speech the Hyuga would utter, he could only find disgust emerging from himself. It all sounds as if it were a big excuse under the pretense of restraint. If it was truly about such, then he wouldn't have entered ANBU. They all knew what they had signed upon and all were aware that the training was to be harsh and that medics would always be on stand by in case injuries were more than bruise. As he continued to speak amidst each stroke Kazuto would continue to let him talk, to explain his view and whilst he could agree on not seeking to injure a training partner, he couldn't fully agree on the excuse that was provided with the hesitation. But as he spoke, Kazuto simply dedicated himself to deflect the final strike in the Hyuga's sequence with a parry and flick of his wrist, he would slide away from the momentum of the Hyuga, creating an avenue for attack as he weaved hand seals with his free hand. Extending the index and middle finger from one of his hands a gale of wind would emerge, seeking to toss away the Hyuga or at the very least unbalance him. Fingers would flick again in quick succession and as he felt his chakra quickly mold within him, he pressed his fingers and released a strong jet of water that would seek to collide against the Hyuga, keeping him at bay even further.

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NAME: Fūton: Reppūshō [Wind Release: Gale Palm]
RANK: C
CHAKRA USAGE: Medium
CLASSIFICATION: Ninjutsu
ELEMENT: Fūton
DESCRIPTION:
After charging Fūton chakra into one's hands, the caster will clap their hands to initiate this technique. The clap causes the Fūton to compress and transform into a powerful gale. The gale itself has enough force to knock a human off of their feet; however, this technique's true power shows when used in correlation with shuriken, as it increases the wounding, piercing, and killing potential several times over.


Name:Mizurappa - [Violent Water Wave]
Rank:C
CHAKRA USAGE: Low
Type:Ninjutsu
Element:Suiton
Description:
Mizurappa is a Ninjutsu utilizing the Water Element. After forming the needed handseals, the user will expel a strong jet of water at their opponent.

[Yusaku Hyūga]

Probably one thing Kazuto hadn't counted on was Yusaku's speed. It wasn't only about actual dexterity. It was in the simplest of things. For example, techniques that required no handseals to perform. One hand or not, not having to weave signs was simply faster than having to do so.

"HAKKESHO: KAITEN!" It was instant. Like his Byakugan going off earlier, Yusaku's muscles moved on their own. A result of relelntless training and conditioning.

Just get some space and start spinning. Would be more than enough to shield him from the two things his sparring partner threw at him. First wind then water.

"I didn't know bukijutsu had handseals and nature releases." He stated, very much disgruntled at the fact that it was a clear provocation. He could read it in his eyes. Sorry not sorry, he wouldn't fall for it. If Kazuto really wanted a go at it, he would need to force Yusaku's hand and order him to do so.

Yusaku brought the wood sword down on his side. He didn't like being forced into doing things through subtle or shady things. If Kazuto wanted to start throwing ninjutsu into their spar, then he should have the decency of informing him.

"Anything else I should know?"

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Kazuto would smile as he saw the swirling dome of chakra, the result of the applied pressure that he had put the man through. It had been necessary, to understand what he was made off, but as he increased the pressure, he had kept doing combination of hand seals in quick succession and now by forcing the Hyuga's hand he had managed to do find the opening he needed. As the swirl died the Senju would weave a set of hand signs, allowing his chakra to mold within himself, tapping into the gifts provided by the miracle of the blood alchemy that ran through his veins. As the Hyuga started to complain, he would look at him, biding his time before he press his bokken against the floor of the training room. Seemingly satisfied with the encounter. "There are many bukijutsu techniques that fall under those classifications." He said before he flicked the last sign and a concrete soil of the training room broke with a tremendous crash, bits and flints of concrete flew revealing surging roots thick as the trunks of a full grown man from beneath of the Hyuga seeking to tangle the man in a strong hold, not enough to break bones but enough to impede any movement, hoping to bring the lesson he sought to impart to a close. "A distraction." The Senju told the Hyuga. "A fight is nothing more than a mere distraction of the goal. The goal was to defeat you in the spar." He told the man in a hushed tone, unimpressed of what he had shown, there had been hesitation and doubt that would cost him in the end if he were to be pressed into actual combat, he was concerned with an attitude that didn't quite reflect the serious nature of what he believed an ANBU required. "I believe we're done." He said as he would undo the technique and allow him to drop to the floor.

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NAME: Mokuton: Chika rūtsutekunikku [Wood Release: Underground Root Trap Technique]
RANK: B
CHAKRA USAGE: Medium
CLASSIFICATION: Ninjutsu
ELEMENT: Mokuton
DESCRIPTION:
Using the Wood Release, a user can manipulate the terrain, bringing out underground roots of varying sizes to fit various offensive situations, such as using the roots for trickery, misdirection and restriction. One can also use a large scale version, bringing out massive roots over a larger area that tangle around each other with such force that any one caught in-between is violently crushed to death.

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The Branching Path

A true-born Senju, Kazuto has mastered Mokuton. Hailed as the one greatest master of the Kekkei Genkai, his abilities with Mokuton are held in high regard, mastering the many techniques for which the clan is renown whilst also bending his ingenuity to create a discipline of his own referred by those within the clan as merely the branching path and by him as Senbonzakura. His techniques can either be great in power and scope or subtle and deceptively simple, creating either durable wooden constructs, imaginative tools for a wide range of occasions or deadly hails storms of cherry blossom petals which Kazuto wields with great mastery.


Might of Heroes

Descendant of a great lineage, the blood of great and legendary heroes of the clan courses through the veins of Kazuto as they do with any other Senju. As such he has been bestowed with robust pools of chakra upon his birth. Through intense training and countless missions these pools of chakra have expanded quite considerably, becoming a Furnace of Might within him, allowing him to fight for longer periods of time and casting powerful techniques without much concern to run out of stamina. Although this chakra makes his control suffer, his impressive reserves make up for this deficit in control.

Paragon of War

His mind is as keen and sharp as blade recently sharpened by a whetstone. Through the learning of tactics, records, on field experience and on the fly ingenuity, the Senju is able to plan before, during and after a fierce fray. It is thanks to this that he can discern the correct course of action and what stratagems and actions should he take. He is able to read and keep the Flow of Battle as flexible as possible. His tactics range from the most subtle ambush within dark corridors to even the most brutal and grim battlefield.

Fell-Handed

After much study and training, Kazuto achieved the ability to weave hand seals and cast techniques with just One Hand. A rare skill among shinobi and a sign of great prowess, the Senju is able to form hand signs forgoing the need to bring the digits of both his hands together, he is able to string a number of techniques without worrying during a fray to be unable to complete techniques if someone targets his hand, as he is able to defend himself with the off-hand by either the use of a technique or by wielding a weapon.

[Yusaku Hyūga]

Yusaku sighed and closed his eyes.

"I see there is no point in arguing with someone so dense." It was Yusaku's rebuttal. He could have splintered wood easy, but wasn't really feeling up to it. With some people, you just have to let go. Kazuto was one of those people. For someone six years younger, he really was stubborn.

He would dust himself off and throw the bokken into the holder first try. Precision was always his strongsuit.

"I'll leave you to enjoy your victory then, for whatever it is worth." He added, stretching and fiddling with his armguards. They had been displaced in the bind. Thankfully, his mask had been resting on the side of his head and did not slip off.

The young Hyuga would tighten up the headband around his neck and look around to see if he was missiong any piece. It didn't look like it, so the anbu spun around and waved at the other, locating the exit. He probably needed a shower

"Well I am off then. There is a new clothing store in town and I really want to see what kind of cool outfit I can get myself. You should go check it too, I heard their leather work rivals the Honoo...but I wanna see for myself. Anyway...see ya, boss."

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