Training {P}

The loud pants of a Teenager could be heard meters away. The sweat cascading all throughout his multiple pores on his forehead, and attaching itself to his eyebrow. The teen was clearly tired, from what had seemed to be a pretty intense solo training session. Rummaging through his clay pouch, a disappointing expression struck his face. Only enough clay to try three more times, he worriedly thought to himself. Techi was now the proud member of Squad Six, and he would surely need to pull his own weight around.

He picked his extremely exhausted body up, both hands in each clay pouch. By using a considerably decent amount of chakra, he forced the tongues on his palms to lick up the clay, chew each clunk into about six rain drops, and mold his destructive chakra deep within the core. Although he had enough clay for two more times, he only had enough chakra to perform the jutsu once more, if that. “Here goes nothing…”

Without another thought, he threw the 12 raindrops into the air, held a seal, and concentrated the chakra concealed deep within each rain drop. It took a large amount of concentration, but he was able to hold all 12 rain drops in the air, with sweat dropping like a waterfall from his face. Suddenly, he threw his right hand down, forcing six rain drops to the ground, which exploded instantly upon impact. Moments later, he threw his left hand down, forcing the other six rain drops to hit the ground, each exploding on impact. He had finally mastered the technique, but it definitely drained so much of his energy.

When finished, he laid on the ground, Hakumei sheathed on his right side. He was shirtless, so anyone who walked by could possibly see the several mouths placed all throughout his body, but he could care less. He attempted to fight his tired body, but he was unsuccessful, and slowly drifted to sleep, a new jutsu in his arsenal. Who knew what would be in store for tomorrow...