Rememberance (Flashback)

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I know he's around here somewhere... I juse need to focus a little... Harde- Bursting from the immediate left, the ground would become released in a large explosion which scattered debris everywhere. Instinctively considering his fathers fighting style, instead of immediately dodging he would simply spin the handle of his kunai around, using the pinky through the center of the hole as a leverage, and utilize it in a backdraw method. With a few quick strikes before him, he was able to scatter little bits of earth away from his face, allowing him to briefly see through his cracked eyes. Still nothing... Wait... The shadow..! Through the thin of his eye lashes, it was clear to Kotonaru that a large shadow was consuming his own. Knowing of his grandfathers technique, he took no time to look up to survey the situation. Instead he would apply a quick strike to the surface below him and use the applied force to spin him away, drawing both arms up over his face as the opponent made contact with the ground.

More rocks would be slung around, violently striking the back of Kotonaru as he twisted away. This action would of course spark a teasing from his grandfather, joyfully praising him on his nickname. "Kotonaru Akimichi of the Sidestep! You are a fast one!" Laughing aloud to himself, whips of hardened orange hair would part away from the balled form, revealing a very plumped man crouched alone within the crater. Coming to a standstill some ways away, his father would make a slight ticking sound through the clap of his tongue, shaking his head. In was in Kibishi's nature to be silent, though scalding in his own way. Glancing over at his father, Kotonaru felt a slight weight brought down upon his chest. "Choka-san... I understand that Kotonaru is a little plump but... No child of mine will be called an Akimichi!" Raising his head, the shadows of disappointment would be erased by the fierce glowing of his three-tomeo sharingan, activated in preparation for a fight.

With the weight lessened by his fathers change in attitude, he would take a gulp, feeling the pressure of the fight ready to settle in. An ache would arrive just below his eyes socket, pulsing vigorously for an unknown reason. Having never fought more than one opponent at a time within his six years, he could feel a slight bit of fear, though it was replaced by pride. As his father began to walk down the steps of the clans house, Kotonaru took off, whipping around his kunai blade so that the ring would be placed within the palm of his hand, with his fingers barely grasping it. Choka, still stationed in his comfy crater would release an even heavier laughter at the joy of fighting the youngster, and stretch himself up. Customed to years of using the calorie control of the Akimichi clan, he easily produced an enlargement of his limb at Kotonaru neared, sweeping his hand through the range of the childs path with all his might.

Surprisingly for his age, he was quick to react, as always, and resorted to his 'Side-Step' attitude, utilizing the moment to leap up above the range, and land upon the increased flesh of his grandfathers attack. His landing lasting but a brief moment however, as he kicked off once again and fired himself towards his grandfather; drawing his right hand back, he would carefully begin preparation for a stab. "Right Flank! Never lower your guard!" His fathers voice awakened a innate reaction out of the child, forcing him to spin around as quickly as he could to fully face his father. Now within the air, his father had managed to body flicker without a sound from the steps, in position for a full kick . Strangely his father would become consumed within a dark imagine, loosely all features for a moment as his body lit into a series of teal flames, dancing throughout his body. A series of rings would begin pulsing from the center of his chest and channeling themselves down towards his foot, a concept Kotonaru had never seen before.

With the surroundings beginning to fill in behind his father, the sensation below his eyelid gave a final severe surge which forced his eyes open. The darkness of his iris would begin fading into a crimson, releasing a blackened circle just below his pupil which dug a curved marking below itself, forming into a single tomeo which mimicked his fathers. Astonished by the sudden awakening, his fathers reaction time would be cut down, leaving his jaw slightly dropped as Kotonaru drove a kick up into his chest. The rebound would send Kotonaru flying away from the collision, with only the words of his grandfather to fill him in on his situation. "Ki-Kibishi... Did he just... Awaken the Sharingan?!"

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(NPCing for Kibishi and Choka.)

Choka could only stop and look on in disbelief for the few brief moments his grandson had awakened the legendary dojutsu. It filled him with pride that was special, a pride that meant only one thing. It was time to test it out. "Well, you know what this means." Choka nodded to Kibishi who had already fully recovered and was preparing his next move. The man still hadn't smiled at his son for the accomplishment, and instead proclaimed their next actions. "Don't hold back." There, in a few swift movements, the true fight was going to begin between these two men and the young child who had just awakened the Sharingan. Even at the stage where it wouldn't be enough to save him, they were going to push it as far as it could go.

Choka grew out his fist once again and moved to strike at Kotonaru. However, his goal this time wasn't to hit. No, as the world blurred around him in his charge, he didn't want to send the boy flying towards his father. His smile could be seen from any distance as he approached Kotonaru and slammed his fist down near him with every ounce of strength his body could muster. If there was a hidden power deep in the shadowy crevices of his fat rolls, it would be drawn out for this battle. Announcing his movement as it happened, Choka made a statement that would soon be obvious to Kotonaru. "Up you go!"

As he struck the ground, the earth below Kotonaru would become dismembered from the rest of the area. Breaking apart in a manner that would work like a shattered see-saw, the split chunk would launch him upwards a few meters. As it happened, Kotonaru would most likely flip upside down, and get a good view of everything around him. He could see Kibishi making his next move in co-ordination with his grandfather, throwing several smoke pellets all around the area as he quickly darted around. Compressed smoke would emerge out and encompass the area within moments, immediately passing by Kotonaru's head and blocking his vision. Normal eyes would be blinded, but perhaps his new Sharingan could see...?

From within, the shadow that was his father looped back around at a high speed and drew several weapons. To think that all of this could happen within the moments of Kotonaru's rise and descent would probably be bewildering to the child, and now he would have to put his flexibility to the test. The flicking of a wrist would send shuriken flying towards him, and the shadow that was his attacking father would become ever more apparent as it neared him. When his father got close enough, had Kotonaru not moved an extensive distance from the incoming pair of shuriken, he would stare into his son's eyes for a moment with his own three tomoe sharingan. "You must adapt to your environment! How can you side-step what you cannot see!?" With the harsh words, his father would attempt a strong strike to the gut before grasping a kunai and preparing to swing it towards him.

The hit won't be lethal... We'll patch him up if he can't get around it. From within the cloud, Choka arose and backed out of the expanding haze. He could only leave the battle to Kibishi now, as he would be doing no more than collateral damage were he to continue pummeling random areas in an attempt to strike. "Don't go too hard on him." The phrase would be inaudible to those within the smokescreen, but Choka still said it to himself as though it'd make a difference. On this training day, things were certainly getting exciting.

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His foot made full contact with his fathers chest, taking advantage of the aghast Uchiha's moment of speechlessness to send him away with a loud pop from the collision. With the instant reaction recoiling through Kotonaru, he would be jilted away with a sudden force which tossed him backwards through he air. Though unable to explain it himself, it seemed as if everything appeared a different variety of colors. Within the surrounds halls of his clans house, he could see large species of chakra moving around, as well as their pet raccoon scurrying throughout what seemed to be the attack, though he was unable to explain how he could tell. The only insight to this new vision would be yelled boastfully from his grandfather. "Ki-Kibishi... Did he just... Awaken the Sharingan?!" Soaring gracefully through the air, his eyes would be widened as he soaked in the realization of his grandfathers words. Though something that he was expected to do eventually, he understood the glorification his father would give him over such an achievement, albeit through but a mere nod and emotional approval. Without time to bask in his awakening, Kotonaru would be snatched from his thoughts and back to his grandfather and father, who seemed to be recovering well. By the time he landed some ways back, his father had already brought himself into a fully prepared crouch, looking forward at his son with half-sunken eyes which could only be interpreted as disdain by any other person.

The look was instead a more reassuring then his father could ever hope it to be, with only the words "Don't hold back" Echoing through his ears. At this point he could be understand his father, as it meant he was treating Kotonaru like any other shinobi. Without any further communication with his son-in-law, the enlarged Akimichi would draw his other arm away from his body and began producing chakra through it. Strangely enough, he could now grasp a further understanding of his mother's clan. Watching closely as chakra was spread around his forearm, he could almost see the calories instantly being converted, with the realm of chakra instantly being filled by the deep blue of Choka's elastic sleeves. With his arm easily outsizing him, Choka would take a quick leap forward, leaving the dip he had created before as he moved to attack his grandson. Attempting to keep up with his new realm of vision, he slid himself backwards a meter or so, and drew his hands up. Knowing his grandfather, even attack had a secret plan behind it, to which he could never fully predict. As he began running forward, the ground would tremble briefly from the force of his colossal weight. Raised above him, his massive arm would cast a shadow over the surrounding area which completely consumed Kotonaru. With a smile wider than his fathers Fire Release, Choka would swing his arm within range of Kotonaru with every bit of force he could possibly have. The initial shock would send ripples throughout Choka's body which forced his sagging chest to stretch above the protection of his armor momentarily, nearly popping him in the chin as his legs lifted off the ground.

As Kotonaru's lips curled into a smile at the man's obesity, so would the ground in turn with the battle. The ground become abrupt with numerous protrusions which lifted up in perfect slates, scattering throughout the area. Caught off guard by the overwhelming vision his Sharingan granted, as well as his grandfathers man breast, he would get caught by one of the stones which thrusted up below him. He would still be able to keep balance however, as the tip of it drove near his crotch, forcing him into a crouch which he would use to fly upward; not knowing that he had fully placed himself within the two trainers strategy. Glancing over his surroundings, he would take in only a brief glimpse of his father unhanding several black pellets which were scattered before him. Instantly the battlefield would become consumed by an intense smoke which washed over everything in sight.

Though high enough in the air to escape the cloud for a few seconds, it would inevitably consume even Kotonaru, forcing him to shut his eyes for a moment as he flinched. It was an unknown drive which forced him to close his eyes tightly, one which could not be explained through natural means. But as the sound of his grandfather laughing breached the abyss of the dark cloud, his eyes would open once more, flashing his crimson eyes into the mist as his hands drew away from his face. Moving with an unsurpassed speed, his father would swerve throughout the battlefield, bringing his arms from around him as he jumped onto the larger source of chakra which was attached to Choka. By the motion following his landing, it could easily be infered that he was releasing Shuriken. Unable to perform any Ninjutsu of his own, he would drive his hand forward based on what he believed would be the first blade. Surprisingly his gut instinct would prove to be right, briefly releasing a flicker of yellow sparks as the sharpened edge of the shuriken caught the edge of his kunai, and flicked off to the side. This victory would be followed by more shuriken, which wisped by him, only becoming clear for a moment as they entered his range of sight, giving him barely enough time to react as he struck the few he could immediately before his face. As he protected his most vital body part at the moment, his eyes, a shuriken would sling by and tear a gash through his side, sliding upward and also cutting just below his upper arm, near the armpit. Unaccustomed to pain in such an area, the feeling was intensified and forced him to release a slight cry as he released the handle of his kunai, dropping it down within the darkness below.

Cringing away as he descended, an apparition of chakra would form itself just before him as his father caught up, appearing not even a meter away with his eyes fully opened, expressing the full force of his Three-tomoe sharingan. Bitterly his father would guide him "You must adapt to your environment! How can you side-step what you cannot see!?" Though his right eye was tightly clamped, he could still feel the overwhelming fear that most opponents of the Uchiha were likely faced with. This recognition would awaken something sooner than most Uchiha could ever dream, channeling more chakra throughout his eyes as his fathers eyes tightened, proceeding in unison to match any hopes he could posses. Appearing before him would be a brief glimpse of his fathers arm swinging towards his gut, happening somehow before his eyes, despite his fathers arm only now retracting away. Arching himself backwards, he would swing both his hands upward which were cupped together below his father's punch, using the initial force to launch himself downward as the blow swept through his black haired which remained above.

Speeding towards the ground, he could hear his grandfather calmly addressing what would likely be his father, but it made no difference to Kotonaru. As he landed down on the ground, he could feel a new power surging through his eyes, one that his father likely only got a brief glimpse of as he rocketed downward. Standing in the darkness of the smoke, his eyelids would raise with unpaused as two black tomoe fully revealed themselves. "Don't worry Gramps! I won't hurt him." He'd call out playfully, allowing a smirk to return to his face as he remained alone for a moment, now soaking in his accomplishment as he peered towards his fathers chakra signature with the Two-Tomoe sharingan activated.

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Kibishi was left with only a single conclusion after the brief events of the conflict. It was very apparent to him now that his son was becoming something more, and he had activated the second tomoe of his sharingan in just that short time. Faced with the threat of his own parent coming to get him allowed him to advance even further into his abilities, and this was enough for Kibishi. As usual, he did not show anything upon his face. The dullest of expressions were Kibishi's, but these were his loving expressions on most occasions.

The smoke slowly cleared from the area, allowing him to have a better look at the eyes of his son. Indeed, two tomoe were present, slowly rotating around their epicenter. There was nothing more to it, he had finished his training for now. Kibishi of all people knew that the sharingan wouldn't be pushed any further at this point. If his son were to advance further, it would have to be from a real fight. He wouldn't earn it from playtime with his family. Instead, he would have to focus on other avenues and show him his true abilities.

Having formed his response to his son's accomplishment, Kibishi made the words quick. "So you have the eyes, but you don't know how to use them." He locked eyes with his son before his own sharingan would slowly fade back into the dark abyss that were his regular iris. Kibishi broke the contact and instead looked on to Choka, who was still observing the whole thing with a pleased look. "He's yours now. I'm done with training for today." With these words Kibishi would bring his hands together and turn around, walking back towards the building without another glance at his son.

Choka would walk up to Kotonaru and place a hand on his shoulder, offering reassuring words. "He's happier than he looks." The hand fell back from Kotonaru's shoulder to his side, as even Choka had to stop and watch Kishibi walk away before continuing on.

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Crouched far below where his father was likely hovered for a moment, he would take in the silence to relish in what he achieved. Not needing a mere to see his accomplishment, he would allow his eye-lids to lower slightly, covering just the tips of his Sharingan. "Don't worry Gramps! I won't hurt him." Landing down before him, his fathers hair would sway away from the glowing sigil of their clans power, backed with the cupped creases below his eyelids as he glared towards his son. Despite the harsh look, Kotonaru couldn't help but continue beaming, knowing that his father was no the least bit disappointed. "So you have the eyes, but you don't know how to use them." By his own natural will, the man would allow for the red in his eyes to fade away, returning to the natural abyss which filled an Uchiha's eyes. In the background, Choka's chakra signature would begin gaining some appearance as well, with the outline of his enlarged body being visible through the thinning smoke. "He's yours now. I'm done with training for today." Crossing his arms firmly across his chest, the mans lips would draw down along the edges to form an unbreakable scowl, something he always did for an odd reason.

Releasing the weight of his technique, his grandfather would loosely wiggle his arm beside him, balancing out the remaining fat and begin walking towards Kotonaru. As he passed his father, he would jokingly swing his arm back, smacking Kibishi between his shoulder blades and causing his to stumble slightly. Unable to break his straight face, the older Uchiha would continue to march off. "He's happier than he looks..." Pausing for a moment at the steps of their clan home, Kibishi would turn back, loosening the grip his hands had on his biceps. "Never was I not proud, Kotonaru... But it isn't natural to awaken the eye that quickly. And you shouldn't be able to keep it activated either... Perhaps it's a gift..." Though the words were very low, he was able to hear them across the field. Suddenly beginning to focus his concentration on his eyes, the black tomoe would swirl, becoming but mere wisp as they merged into the expanding center of his eyes, which dyed all of the red back to black.

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Learned

WC: 2,507 all together. = NEEDED: 500-900-600=2,000
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