First Meetings: Team 2 Training 1

**Outskirts of Hoshigakure, near Valley of Death:**

KingTDSJ: It was a warm day as the noon sun stood over the outskirts of Hoshigakure. The landscape of this area was a somewhat vegetated wasteland, a few strong trees that were spread out a few yards from each other that blocked the sun out from the dying greenish brown grass. A slight mist covered the area, limiting visibility but not hindering to the point at which it became a major disadvantage. There was a small river that split the land into two distinct pieces. The river was rather calm having a very slow, almost unnoticeable current. About 40ft above the river was a strong sturdy wooden bridge that was about 30yards long, connecting Hoshigakure to the Land of Whirlpools. On the rails of this bridge sat a young jonin from Hoshigakure, Shin Uzumaki. Shin was dressed in all a long-sleeve black shirt and pants with black shinobi sandals.There a thin black rope tied around his waist that held his 3ft long kunsanagi blade to him. The blade was special in that it had the ability to adapt to his chakra, applying either his wind or water chakra to it. His burgundy hair was spiked back in its usual fashion with a few strands of hair falling into his face, complementing his brown skin. He held a book in his left hand as he swing his legs over the railing of the bridge. “Hiraishin. Developed by the Second Hokage, Tobirama Senju. The user activates this jutsu with a certain seal to mark a destination. After that he or she can enter a dimensional void to instantaneously transport themselves to that location of the seal. Hm..Interesting.” he said aloud as he read to himself before closing the small book and placing it in his pocket as he looked up at the sky and sighed. “Where the hell are those two?” He stated, referring to his two genin students he was recently placed in charge of. He had already met one of them, Kuyo, a clanless shinobi who he had already determined was a talented young shinobi. He had yet to meet his second disciple but he was excited to see what he would bring to the table, even though his excitement was concealed by his nonchalant demeanor. He sighed as he looked down at the water, feeling the presence of the genin slowly getting closer.

SatsuMasayoshi: Sore feet, but indomitable determination were the two factors giving Gin a balance that made him unshakable. His Sensei to be for the next long while, Shin Uzumaki-Sensei. While he knew nothing about the man a part from his label as Jonin, he knew his place. Even so, he’d definitely show what he’s made of, hopefully without making a fool of himself. In that stead he pauses as he walks along the trail leading to the Hiraishin. He knew nothing of these outer areas, in fact he rarely ventured outside of the confines of Hoshigakure, or his hamlet for that matter. Far from cowardice being displayed, rather an overwhelming surge of uncertainty; what if he wasn’t good enough to stay in this team? What if he was just a weak link, a loose end, a problem more than a solution? All this inner turmoil froze him to a state of nervousness. Then, he broke it; with a long, heavy sigh to wring him back to life he sets off once more, the trek from the village must have been getting to him but if he were already this sore from a simple walk, he’d have no chance during training. A sudden burst of adrenaline made him break the slow pace and speed up into a jog. With some more effort he proceeded to sprint, as if he had a finish line to cross. He was going to win, he wanted to be essential not just a background character, the determination was now outweighing the sore feet and the doubt. Soon the bridge came into view, and as his speed rose he found it harder to stop; instead of heels thudding against dirt he could hear the clonking of wooden planks being met by his sandals. Despite his unfortunate dilemma he spotted the lone figure next to the railing, finding no other way to stop that wouldn’t result in him barreling over into the ground he changes his trajectory; he’d spread his arms wide as if he were about to embrace the man, without even getting confirmation he screams, “SENSEEEEEEI!” Hoping to get his attention and use him as a fleshy barrier that wouldn’t hurt as bad as wooden planks. He did try to slow down, but his legs didn’t seem to want to respond as quickly as he wanted them too; in the end he begged that he didn’t end up sending them both into the crag below.

Guest\_PezDispens3r: -Kuyo leaped across the fields of brown grass early that morning, having to sneak out of the village hospital as he had been ordered a very strict dosage of bed rest he simply had no time for. Kuyo refused to miss a training session, even if he would one day be forced to leave his team and never return, Shin was a sensei that could teach him much, and he knew that his mission here required him to form friendships and alliances, and as his sandy blonde/light brown hair fluttering in the breeze, he couldn't help but feel a bit nostalgic as he looked across the rolling grasslands towards the bridge through the light fog, there ahead was the land of whirlpools, at this very moment, members of his clan were excavating the destroyed ruins of the land's long destroyed hidden village, including his father himself, his father Kaizo crafting his master plan for their clan that even Kuyo had yet to learn, the though only reminded him of how close yet so far he was from his family and home, he continued leaping through the sparse trees as we watched the ground below deep in thought, the wind fluttering his open flak jacket when he noticed a small figure sprinting through the brush below him, beginning to pick up speed- "so this must be one of my new teammates I've yet to meet.....hmmm, doesn't look like much from here, and why isn't he slowing down?" -he muttered to himself as he watched the genin dash onto the bridge, Kuyo landed softly onto one of the massive buttresses protruding from the top of the bridge supports, perched high as he watched the genin about to plow into his sensei, sort of looking like a little gargoyle in his current stance, chuckling lightning as he watched what would occur, he leaped down onto the bridge, his flak billowing out, revealing that the medical-nin did indeed fix his injury, without even so much as a scar, Kuyo's boots hit the wood plans with a thud, cracking his neck to the right and began walking forward towards the scene in front of him- "so you must be my new teammate? thought id drop in and say hello, my names Kuyo, a pleasure to make your acquaintance" -he said with a half grin, his hand outstretched-

Shin turned his head once he heard the sound of a boy addressing him by his title. He sighed as he saw the boy coming full speed towards him. He hopped down of the railing, avoiding the young boy. He let his arms go out as he braced his legs to land on the water, focusing chakra into the bottom of his feet. He felt the wind travel up his body as he increased speed as he fell out the air, his burgundy hair and black shirt flowing upward in the breeze. “There’s always one clumsy one out of the group I suppose. I guess training is gonna be a bit more difficult than I thought..kid’s probably gonna end up hurting himself before I do.” he thought to himself as his feet hit the water. He wouldn’t even break the surface of the water due to his chakra keeping him up. A few ripples formed in the water as he bent his knees, crouching down to reduce the shock in his shins and knees. The kid above him would have more than likely collided with the wooden railing on the side of the bridge. He sighed lazily as he stayed crouched down. Shin moved his fingers through his hair, moving it back into its usual fashion. He stood up slowly and stretched his arms before crossing them across his abdomen as he turned around and looked up at the bridge. “Ah Kuyo has arrived as well. Good we can start right away.” He thought to himself as he watched the actions of the two boys from the river. “Things should get interesting now that there’s three people”