Time for Talk

Joined: December 31st, 2016, 6:15 am

February 19th, 2018, 9:02 am #1


Nishiki passed out while he carried him along, leaving Aimi to sling him fully onto his back as he made his way away from Fuhen and the others to somewhere that was safe, quiet, and undisturbed. His face was hard and his eyes focused ahead, trying to ignore that which he knew to be true. The two of them were not yet alone, and would not be alone until he made it so. The guardian shinobi, those many shadows who had been tasked with watching over Nishiki while outside of the village, had all moved at the same time he had, keeping behind him and keeping their eyes peeled. The white haired shinobi couldn't stand the thought of them being there watching as he said the things he needed to say to Nishiki and so he set it in his mind to do something about them.

Stopping on a branch, Aimi knelt and gently placed the sleeping Nishiki up against the trunk before standing up straight and turning around. "Out with you. All of you. I would have words," he said, crossing his arms over his chest and waited as six other shinobi stepped out from the shadows on branches of their own, some flat out hanging from the tree trunks themselves. The jounin waited until they had all gathered before continuing. "Leave us to our privacy. I have much to say to this boy, and it's not for your ears."

"You know we can't do that," spoke out one of the masked shinobi. "Our orders - "

"I don't care, about your orders," Aimi interrupted. "You lot saw fit to pull me away from what I was doing to come and clean up what should have been your mess in the first place. You saw what I did back there. You know that if it comes to it I can handle myself and the genma host. I'm not asking you to leave us alone, I'm telling you. If you don't back off and let me speak to him alone for a while, I will cut each and every one of you down and don't you dare think that I can't or won't. Do not test me."

His declaration was met with silence from the other shinobi who stared at him from under their masks, weighing his words against their orders. Aimi's face was a mean, sharp thing that dared one of them - any of them - to try and make a move or say a word against his own. The way he saw it, what had just occurred was their fault; not that he was shifting the blame for his actions. He did what he felt he had to do, but they? They had dragged him into the mess that they had made by letting him train on his own with someone from outside of Kirigakure and rather than take responsibility for their actions they had sought him, Nishiki's sensei, in order to clean up the mess for them. He had no patience for anything they might have said or done because of this and the shinobi knew that the threat on their lives was genuine. As one, they darted off into the shadows away from Aimi and Nishiki, leaving the two alone.

The jounin waited a few minutes to make sure that they were gone, keeping his senses sharp for any sort of sign of their still being about. When he found none, he picked Nishiki back up and continued onward, moving deeper and deeper into the forest until he found a small clearing that would suit his needs. A tiny little place, it was maybe a 15 meter area of open grass where a tree had not yet grown, shaded and warm. Aimi landed on the ground and once more sat Nishiki up against a tree before walking over to the opposite side of the clearing about five meters away and taking a seat himself, propping his knees up and resting his hands on his knees. He waited for Nishiki to rest and wake up, not wanting to disturb him while he slept. He, in the mean time, tried to relax. He listened to the birds. He felt the warmth of the sun on his skin. For a few moments of time between when he sat down and when Nishiki opened his eyes, with no one watching him, Aimi just... remained still.
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February 22nd, 2018, 5:31 pm #2

Nishiki slept fully exhausted, only stirring ever so slightly as his body was moved and during the short burst from Aimi calling down the surrounding guards. As he slept he had strange but reassuring dreams as he thought about the people in his life and the strength within he gained from them, though there was a small twinge of thought within them that he should also focus more on himself for himself and not bother with everyone else.

After short but very welcoming rest the young boy began to properly stir awake as his body twisted and turned, shuffling around in an rather animalistic fashion almost like an actual fox, even falling over from the tree as he shuffled into the ground without even caring.
"Muurr... eerrrr... Umm... Huh?" the boy murmured as he slowly awoke, a confused look spreading across his face.
Once he had awoke he slowly sat back up and briefly looked down toward his left as he felt the cloth of his yukata freely slide down his arm, which reminded the young fox of his situation as he remembered Fuhen slicing through his clothing in attempt to separate him from Kaisa.

With that in mind he then looked up to see his sensei, Aimi, standing out in front of him just kind of looking around doing nothing. Seeing the man immediately put a small dose of fright in him which grew even larger as he watched said man turn around to face him.
Unaware of what his sensei could possibly be thinking or what he could possibly do next, it didn't occur to the young fox that the Yamai had brought him to a clearing whilst fully asleep and had waited all this time for him to rest and in turn he didn't even know that some good amount of time had passed and thus just quivered with fear over many possibilities of rage.
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February 22nd, 2018, 8:25 pm #3

Aimi's eyes flitted over to Nishiki as the boy fell over. He thought at first that he was just stirring in his sleep but found out quickly that he was awake. He blinked and looked back off into the distance of the forest for a few moments while Nishiki righted himself. It'd been close to two hours since they'd arrived in the clearing, and in that time the Yamai hadn't moved from his spot. He'd been consumed with his own thoughts, trying to think of what to say to the young boy, how to explain why he'd done the things he did. Explanation after explanation was strewn about in his mind, analyzed, discarded in favor of new thoughts only to have them receive the same treatment. Each pass over he picked and chose pieces of his explanation out of the gyre of thought. It was tempting to blame his actions on the shinobi who had been guarding Nishiki, but each time that thought occurred he quelled it quickly. His actions were his own. He'd chosen them.

Now that Nishiki was awake, there was no more time for thought. He settled on what he was going to say and how he was going to say it, prepared to have an open discussion with Nishiki rather than give the pink haired fox boy a lecture. He turned and looked at the Tsukino fully. "You're awake I see," he said, not bothering to speak up. There was no need to in the clearing. The only sound to be heard other than his voice was the gentle breeze and the chirping of birds. Somewhere in the back of his mind, the jounin was sure that they were being watched from afar by Nishiki's guards through some sort of ninjutsu. He squashed any thoughts of that reality as well, wanting to believe that for a few precious moments he, and by extension his student, were not under the watchful eyes of Big Brother Kirigakure.
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February 22nd, 2018, 9:41 pm #4

Nishiki quivering fear seemed to settle down a bit as he heard his sensei's tone which seemed oddly different than usual, even beyond just teaching him like when he originally took the boy to his mother's home and talked through things like a lecture, it was all very bizarre and somewhat calming and just something the boy was not used to.

"Shishishi... Yeeeaaahh" the genin replied rather sheepishly, still unsure what to think about the situation or what was going to happen.
The young fox shifted around a bit, half feeling like he should stand up and half feeling like he should stay where he was and as a result just looked like a painfully lost and confused animal that was stuck between its fight or flight response; a deer stuck in headlight, or a fox if you will.
After a moment Nishiki just kind of nervously looked down with droopy ears, his tail curling right round him like a comfort blank which actually seemed much more like two tails at this point. Had it split even further? How much longer until he officially grew up and had 2 whole tails?
He almost got lost in these sorts of thoughts for a moment before remembering Aimi was stood before him, forcing his attention towards him.

"Am I in trouble?" he finally asked all sheepishly and full of pain.
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February 23rd, 2018, 1:19 am #5

Aimi shook his head in answer to his sheepish question. "No, you're not in trouble. Trouble's back in that other clearing when you were out of control," he said simply. Getting up slowly, Aimi stood and leaned against the tree that he had been sitting underneath and placed his right hand on his hip. He looked over at Nishiki and took a deep breath, knowing that the next words and the conversation that followed were going to be hard to say. Once he'd steeled himself, he continued. "I'm not sorry for what I did, Nishiki. I did what I thought was right in order to get the best result possible. See, when I was a kid your age, I had a lot of issues with self control. Issues that would be later beat out of me. I can remember there was this one time when I was a genin that I was put in charge of watching over a class of academy students while their teacher was away on a mission. The kids were so rowdy and thought they could get away with trying to pull pranks on me, someone twice their age. It made me furious to the point where I almost hurt one of them, had it not been for another student I probably would have. My lack of control didn't go unnoticed."

Rolling his shoulders, Aimi pushed of of the tree he was leaned up against and turned to face it. Preparing himself, he lifted up his right leg and brought it around to swipe at the tree, his foot and shin tearing through the trunk and leaving a hole in it, splinters of wood going flying off into the forest. Continuing the rotation of his body, Aimi spun around on the spot and thrust his leg out against the tree, felling it so that it tipped over into the forest away from him. The effort on his part had been a bit considerable, the hardness of the tree trunk having fractured his leg. He went to work healing the minor break as he turned around to face Nishiki and sat down on the stump he'd created. "Like I said back in the clearing, control is important for us shinobi. If I didn't have control, I could have killed you back there. But control didn't come naturally to me. I had to work at it, and you have to as well."

Aimi brought his hands together and placed the tips of his fingers against one another, looking Nishiki directly in the face as he continued. "I'll be blunt. I don't know if my choice of actions were the best to make in that situation. To be frank with you, I barely know what a Genma even is, let alone what sort of burden trying to control one is. Never the less, it's been put to me to embed in you the skills to control this power that you're forced to live with, to make it your own - and you have to make it your own, Nishiki. You simply can't let that thing inside of you control your body. It's your body, and as long as that Genma is inside of you it's yours. It's strength is just like any other, like my bones or my physical abilities. You have to learn how to master it, to dominate it and bend it to your will. Do you understand?"
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February 27th, 2018, 5:23 pm #6

Nishiki looked up at his sensei with a mixture of slight worry and confusion on his face, his foxy ears flicking outward with the left one even kind of folding in as his whole head tilted in that direction. Once the man spoke up and explained he was not in trouble, the worries did start to slide away and the young boy started to calm down and listen intently as the man further explained his intentions, simply nodding along to show he was understanding what was being said so far.

Once the Yamai explained how he was not sorry and how he felt what happened was the best way for him to handle the situation, some amount of awe began to fill the young genin once again as he witnessed his sensei's pure strength in taking down a tree without remorse. This action in of itself already started to remind the young one what he liked about Aimi and the true meaning of Kirigakure strength, not whatever them strange, dark, misguided thoughts from earlier where.

That being said Nishiki refocused and began to listen intently once more as the man before him sat down on the makeshift seat he had created for himself. Nishiki simply nodded along just like before to show his understanding, though his tail also began to swish about more calmly now as well and his little ears truly became perked up as it seemed he had fully settled down for this unusually calming lecture.
"Yeah..." he finally replied in a sort of quieted fashion as he took in all that was said, though he couldn't be one hundred percent certain he could figure out the perfect way on how to do all that.
"...Just, I dunno what fully went on there, not to say I won't try, just that I guess I somehow lost my thoughts and let Yoshimitsu take control because of it but I promise not to let that happen again... Well... I will try anyway" he added, seeming somewhat unsure as he tried to put it in words which was kind of difficult to explain.
"So long you are my sensei I am sure I will at least be able to find my way and work this out. Shishishi" he then swiftly slipped into the end with a bit of a nervous chuckle, perhaps trying to get around his confusing words sounding wrong or weak.
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March 2nd, 2018, 9:36 am #7

"As long as I am your sensei, you will learn to control that thing inside of you," Aimi replied flatly to the Tsukino's statement about him. "Haven't you figured out by now that I don't accept any half measures? That what I demand of you as my student is your peak performance?" He paused to let the question sink in, pondering himself if he had been living up to his own standards when it came to training Nishiki. Perhaps, ultimately, this slip up had been his fault because he hadn't spent enough time with Nishiki training him. Perhaps the outbreak was indirectly his doing by virtue of negligence, the Yamai illpreparing the Tsukino's mind and body for the demands it took to control Yoshimitsu? He couldn't help but thinking it was his fault ultimately. As his sensei if Nishiki failed, was it not because he himself had failed? He concluded that to some extent this was true, but also that it was the pink fox's responsibility to take advantage of his teachings. He could show him the way to true strength until he was blue in the face but if Nishiki didn't grasp it, then there was only so much blame he was going to take for that.

"Don't worry, though," Aimi said, speaking softly as he looked over at his student. "I don't expect you to fell a tree like I did just now. Not necessarily, and not this very instant. You're still young, you're developing, and you're facing a challenge that I've never had to take on nor would I ever want to - not for all the strength in the world. Your power may manifest different from how it has for me - in fact I'm sure it will. Regardless of where your talents lie, I still expect you to put your all into perfecting them. Now, today, as you sit there sore and humbled, tomorrow when we head back to the village, or in the future when you can perform feats comparable to what I did just now." As he spoke of the potential that Nishiki had, his mind was drawn to the throbbing pain in his leg. With every second that passed it lessened, but every dulled throb was a reminder of all of the pain he'd gone through to get to where he was today as well as a warning for all the pain yet to come for where he wanted to be in the future. He could only assume that Nishiki believed that since he was a jounin, since he was as strong as he was right then and there that in the young genin's mind he had no more of a need to train, to improve and get stronger. If such were the case, he truly couldn't fathom just how wrong he was for believing as such. In Aimi's mind, if there were still heights that he could aim for then no one with less power than himself had any right to say that they've plateaued and couldn't advance anymore; not when he still had a horizon of his own to reach.
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March 6th, 2018, 4:35 pm #8

Nishiki continued to nod as Aimi explained further and talked to him quite easily for a change, understanding that he must work hard to figure out how to control the genma powers properly. Though there was a bit of him that wondered if this hyper strength based way that a lot of Kirigakure was known for could fully work for it, yet he was sure using the ability certainly did call for pure power and training would certainly work just like training any kind of jutsu or even just the body.

The young fox wasn't sure if he could ever properly describe things to his sensei and how some of it just felt like socialising with another person that just happened to be inside, how that person just somehow held him hostage and took over... Well, he wasn't sure they even fully took over his body, for in the fogginess of his mind he felt like he was still holding on enough that Yoshimitsu couldn't have taken full control.
That being said it did start to also just sound like a show of strength just like any fight and he had lost but it was kind of different; a clash of wills.

As Nishiki thought about it he did consider that maybe there really was a lot of fight to it even if he did keep saying he wanted to try and befriend the spirit within, in the end they would always be clashing until that point and he needed to own his willpower as well as his body so that that when they next clashed wills it would be him on top for sure.
"Hmm... Yeah... I need to focus and train my mind, my soul and just make my will stronger than Yoshimitsu's" he finally replied with a bit more resolve this time.
"There's more to strength than being awesomely powerful in physicality and I think it was my willpower not being strong enough to fight back" he added, trying to explain what he was thinking as he looked up tentatively to see if the Yamai understood.
As he spoke and tried to gauge what Aimi would say next he thought back on how he was pushing himself to prove his capabilities to everyone, pushing himself so hard and fast it boggled up his mind and helped weaken the resolve needed to fight back against Yoshimitsu which is how the beast took over most of the control.
If he could strengthen that resolve and just focus on his training here and there instead of rushing it all at once then he figured that would help but he wanted to see what his sensei said first instead of rushing it once again.
Either way he certainly felt ready to go back with him and begin training some more, feeling like he could already start to use that new form like a jutsu without clashing wills too far, having just been in it once and feeling like he had this kind of chakra connection of sorts now.
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March 7th, 2018, 10:17 am #9

"Oh yes," Aimi said, nodding his head a little. "A strong will is needed much more so than a strong body, especially in your case Nishiki. In all things you will needs to be strong. If you can be willful, there's nothing you can't do." Holding his arm up, Aimi flexed and bent his elbow, his hand balled into a fist and his muscles bulging, the jounin showing the Tsukino genin the only form of direct will power that he could summon at a moment's notice. He pointed to his arm and asked, "Do you think that I always had this muscle developed in my arm like this? That I've always been able to tear down trees so easily? No, I haven't. It took work, years of agonizing, painful work. Some times I broke bones, sometimes my muscles were torn I exerted myself so much, but my will power kept me going and here I sit today, a living testament to the achievement of will."

Letting his arm relax, Aimi brought his hands together into a quick series of seals, blowing his breath out and creating a ghost-light directly in front of him, the dull blue ball of flame bouncing happily on the spot. "Do you think that the knowledge on how to make a cool flame just appeared in my head one morning upon waking? No. I had to work and study and experiment, to try and figure out the exact amount of chakra and how much control over that chakra I needed to exert in order to make this flame as it is. This wasn't a product of chance or luck, but work and willpower." As he spoke, he reached out to the flame as though to touch it, causing it to vanish, winking out of existence for a moment before appearing in front of him two meters away, planting it pretty firmly between himself and Nishiki. Looking up away from the flame, the jounin continued to speak.

"Your struggle with the genma is the same thing. That it's an immensely powerful spirit makes no difference. That it has a will of it's own to exert upon you makes no difference. Your will must be stronger than it. You sadly don't have any other choice but to force your will upon it to make the genma's power your own. If this seems like a daunting task to you Nishiki, remember this; the genma was originally sealed away by ninja just like you and me, right? Meaning it's will can and has been usurped in the past. We are here now, in this situation, having this talk, because someone somewhere exerted their will over that of a spirits and sealed it away. If they can do it, why can't you?
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March 10th, 2018, 4:50 pm #10

Nishiki listened intently once more as he took in what Aimi had to say and luckily it seemed the man did understand his feelings in regard to his willpower, though after thinking about it that would've had to been true no matter what for Aimi was correct in that one's willpower came first before any actual power could manifest.
In that respect the young genin started to see how he had been lacking in his willpower and perhaps had been acting as a child for far too long.

Though the Mizukage, Kai, had told him to try and stay true to who he was he was starting to see how he did also have to grow up and beyond such things. Kai always seemed bubbly and tricksy but also full of strength and power which the young fox now saw he lacked and needed to find within himself.
This thought became more permanent the more the powerful Yamai went on to say how he obviously could not have been so strong from the beginning and in fact was possibly kind of weak at first, only crushing that weakness and growing strong by finding his powerful will from within and using it to push forwards.

"Yes, I see what you mean" the boy then finally replied with a strong ounce of resolve.
As he spoke he started to feel the power and energy flowing within his previously weak and crushed body, as such he actually slowly began to get back up on his feet and face his sensei with clenched fists.
"I need to steel my will and become strong, crush my weaknesses and move on!" he began to say much more loudly.
"I'm ready to go back home and begin training with you sensei! Show me the way!" he yelled in an oddly serious fashion, though his loosely handing yukata thanks to Fuhen's cut did make a bit of a mockery to his silly stance.
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