Training with the Family [Solo Training.]

Hisomu was a proud Uchiha who had finally returned home to her large and great family. It was a beautiful feeling to be amongst others, but training was of the essence since the bonking in Konohagakure – and Hisomu couldn’t let such an interaction pass by her.  Arriving at the house her family resided in, Hisomu was greeted with open arms by a grateful yet proud family. She was raised right up into the air by her bigger brother who embraced her for a deep hug. It was almost enough for her to forget the embarrassment in Konohagakure, but she was too determined to let such a slight move by forgotten. She was put down by her big brother who inquired about how her exams went – and as soon as she pulled out her headband everything changed.

It was a loud celebration as the youngest in that family had finally graduated the academy, but then came the question whether she had yet to obtain her sharingan – and there was a brief pause. It was an awkward pause, which was followed by a bit of mumbling and uncertainness – but fortunately for Hisomu it was cut out as her family had to do get on about their daily business. At least they got together to celebrate and interact. Her family disappeared to do their jobs, and Hisomu was left with one of her siblings who was much older than her.

He was patting her shoulder due to the possibility that she hadn’t yet gotten her sharingan just yet – and fortunately for him, Hisomu was a little tricker that kept it hidden for the rest of the family. She wanted to progress it – and evolve jutsu through it. Glancing over her shoulder, Hisomu shifted her attention to her big brother who stood there like a silly goose. Looking up at him, Hisomu thought to herself the magic words of announcing her bloodline’s ability – just a hunch, but it worked! Perhaps it wasn’t a dream after-all, or maybe it was such a horrifying nightmare, but Hisomu was fixated on her sharingan here.

Her big brother recoiled in shock from seeing his little sister wield the famed dojutsu of her clan – but his shock was quickly changed to pride. It was a prideful sight for him to see his sister like this, but this wasn’t the end of it. Showing his excitement through a flood of words, the duo would immediately leave for the grounds behind their house, for training was to be had! Hisomu was in on this, simply due to the chance at practicing her jutsu against someone much stronger than her and a dojutsu much more evolved than hers.

This was Hisomu’s moment to shine and practice her jutsu as the two of them went out and made a bit of distance between each other, and a short discussion was had about the jutsu. In her family, Hisomu’s siblings specialized in combat rather than the innate power of genjutsu that their eyes specialized in. They did not take advantage of the genjutsu it granted and relied completely on the perception it granted. It was fine, but Hisomu wasn’t one to follow in their footsteps and she was certain of it. Activating her Sharingan once more, to reveal the one tomoe, she’d look at her brother for a very long time before figuring out a jutsu on her mind. It wasn’t going to be any jutsu – but rather a specialized one, that’d be a real nuisance to whoever she fought. Eye-contact was made between the two as they just looked at each other, and when the brother became impatient, he asked whether anything was going to happen – at which point he just waved his hands before him without uttering a single thing.

Hisomu grinned at him as she maintained the jutsu on him, ensuring that the trigger was the same one as before – speech. Once more, her brother would wave his hands before him as if speaking and to add emphasis to his words, but nothing came out of his mouth – and as it repeated once more, he realized what she had done. It was a genjutsu that specialized in the art of skipping over an minor or larger detail that’d make a large difference for being so insignificant. It was a surprise to him as he began laughing at the thought of it and how he did not initially notice it – and the big brother was obviously going to go over congratulate his sister.

Yet, when he sought to walk towards Hisomu, he found himself tripping and finding no ground beneath his foot as he fell over – for a headfirst kiss with the ground. Hisomu was cackling in the background and pointing at her brother who was all muddy from being continuously toyed with by her. Unfortunately enough for Hisomu, it was at this point that her sharingan’s tax became too much for her pools of chakra and it deactivated. He’d find himself capable of moving once more, and by using his superior speed to the laughing Hisomu, he ran right up to her and caught her in a grip and began rubbing his knuckles against her scalp, teasing her for making fun of him.

It continued for a fair bit before he had enough of re-enacting his revenge against Hisomu, but the two were on good terms, and such good terms were going to continue as Hisomu and her brother returned to their original positions. It was going to be another exercise of the same jutsu for the duo. Repeating the process over and over in the back yard of their family house, Hisomu and her brother wanted to ensure that she was comfortable in using her genjutsu against someone else – and knew the workings of it own her own.

Eventually, the duo would be utterly exhausted – in Hisomu’s case to be specific, as it was her chakra being used, and her brother would be utterly confused whether he forgot a critical movement or not whenever he was about to do something.


Now – the two were going to have a long and well deserved break, for they had all the time in the world at the moment to regain their energy and think of an additional jutsu to practice with. Hisomu’s brother had little issues handling these jutsu as he was very well trained, but he also wanted to spend time with his sister since she had obtained her sharingan. It was a spectacle for the family when they returned home, but now they had to return to the grounds outside that were behind the house, for this time Hisomu had yet another idea of training a jutsu – and this jutsu was going to be a bigger trickster than the previous one. There was a tense moment between the two as distance was once again made and Hisomu activated her sharingan, causing the singular tomoe to spin around and confirm that eye-contact had been made. It was the bread and butter of her upcoming career as a shinobi, and Hisomu was determined to see it through with the power of genjutsu.

If everything came to pass following the training that was to come and had been done – then Hisomu’s genjutsu would be a fright to deal, a menace and a horrid opponent to encounter. The mere thought of it excited Hisomu as she shifted away from her thoughts and focused on her brother who was as prepared as ever. Before him, Hisomu would seemingly not move as he was under the genjutsu – but there was something amiss by Hisomu as she began weaving seals that he hadn’t seen her weave before and out from her mouth, as she deeply inhaled and exhaled, a large fireball – soaring peak. Whilst it wasn’t anything grandeur, it was still estimated to be that of a C rank. Her brother, who was both proud and surprised that she’d want to set fire to the literal backyard of their home countered with his own style which was fire – and promptly caused a fiery wall before him to appear. Whilst that happened and Hisomu was looking at her brother spending chakra against the mere wind and breeze, she’d stand back and sit down on the ground to the side and watch the spectacle take place. It kept going on for such a considerable time that Hisomu grew kind of drowsy, albeit it might’ve been from the chakra being constantly drained from her, which eventually took its toll on her body and mind as her sharingan receded and she fell backwards onto the ground as her brother watched an incoming fireball just cease to exist.

Her brother was utmost bamboozled at the revelation that she had come up with such a minor yet trolling genjutsu, but it was his sister – and an as Uchiha, they had this reputation to uphold of being known throughout the nation and all that business. He too felt he was a bit exhausted, for he had to both take care of the illusionary jutsu and secure that nothing around him was burnt or torched despite it being fake. Entering the house, Hisomu’s brother would get a glass of water and a few snacks for Hisomu when she woke up from her little nap.

Some hours would pass, and the duo would enjoy the little session together of practice, but time was of the essence – and they had to continuously train. With that in mind, the duo returned once more to the session of training against illusionary strikes, attacks and jutsu. It continued for a considerable time as Hisomu strained herself and her reserves in chakra for the optimal outcome. If she wanted to evolve her sharingan, she had to continuously use it – for that was how she had been told her family progressed theirs.

Fuelled by determination and a knack for vengeance, Hisomu continued the session till her whole body felt weak – capable of being brushed aside by the wind. The strain upon her eye was immense, and her brother was feeling the wear down of continuously repelling illusionary techniques that came right at him by the figure that looked just like Hisomu. Whilst she was hidden from his sight, Hisomu reached a hand up to her eye and felt her strength sapping away from her body with each passing second. It was like a clock ticking for every jutsu her brother repelled in the illusion – and that ticking hit twelve’o’clock as Hisomu fainted from the excessive chakra usage and her sharingan practice.

Time passed once more as Hisomu was in a restorative state resting her mind and body from all the chakra being expended throughout her training session with her brother. Whilst it was a proper exercise and session, it was still a foul drain on her figure – but these reserves of hers had to be expanded upon. Fortunately enough for the brother and Hisomu, the parents weren’t home just yet – nor the other siblings, and with her energy returning from the rest, the Uchiha had more than enough cause and strength in her veins flowing to continue the session of training with her brother. Although, instead of training another jutsu together – this time the duo were going to figure out her elemental proficiency. They moved outside to the slightly ruined backyard once more, and her brother reached into his pocket to pull out this odd looking piece of paper which. . appeared to be utterly normal! It would be normal for most tasks, such as writing or scribbling something down – but it was unique in the sense that whoever flowed their chakra through it would cause some unique effects to the piece of paper.
Her supportive brother who was more than eager to test and discover which element his sister had, his was the fire release, instructed her on how to hold the paper – at which length with her arm and when to flow her chakra throughout her body to cause the effect. The duo watched with excitement as Hisomu underwent the exercise and flowed the energy into the paper – causing a crumbling yet cackling effect as they discovered that her element was that of the destructive and quick lightning. It was a sure advantageous element for the most part, but with this it’d surely make up for Hisomu’s lack of physical capability and ensure that her movements were shift and she moved out of harm’s way at a quick pace.

Now, for the upcoming part of her training – Hisomu was going to continuously flow her chakra throughout her body and attempt to mould it inside of her before letting it out in a beautiful show and flash of art. It’d be a hard and straining session, but Hisomu’s brother was sure that she’d pull through and complete her exercise and gather more strength under her belt alongside other feats. It was an odd but electrifying sensation Hisomu felt within her lungs and body as the chakra flowed through every point and tenketsu. It was empowering yet foreign for her, but this was the element that Hisomu felt a connection with, and it was the element she was going to make her own unless something could be combined with it.

Forming the seal of concentration for additional aid in her training, Hisomu closed her eyes and hummed to herself as she felt and fixated on the point of fixation throughout her body. Seconds became minutes, and minutes became hours as the two sat there in the backyard, performing spiritual training with each other whilst staying silent. There was always a reason to train the physical aspect, but the spiritual aspect of one’s career was just as important – especially if they were to focus on more than just mere punches. Such a thing was for certain as Hisomu reached.

It was straining, and by the gods above the continuous strain she forced upon herself was beginning to drain her even more than before despite having slept and rested. It was as if there was a straining sensation cramping on every muscle in her body, but she pushed through as she felt electrified and energized. Her manipulation of chakra within her was slowly reaching a new peak of strength and control – and a peak that could soon result in her being able to weaponize her chakra to new lengths, separate from genjutsu. Strained as she was, the struggle continued as the two still sat in silence – but Hisomu felt that there was only so much she could gain from this as she soon reached an obstacle in progressing.

Slightly irritated and tired – she’d pull on her brother and violently shake him out of his mediation, which surprised him. Whilst Hisomu had struggled, he was in a state between resting and moulding one’s chakra – and to be shook by one’s little sister out of nowhere was surprising and raised a slight question whether this actually a real thing. Either way, Hisomu slapped him across the cheek to snap him into reality, and as he rubbed his cheek, she’d ruffle his hair as she concentrated her chakra within her palm. It was a funny sight to behold as his hair became all static and pointy. It was true that their training session had to be serious and all, but there was space for pranking each other as he had done to her earlier – but the hours had stacked up at this point, and they knew the rest of the family was going to arrive soon. They were going to squeeze in just a bit more training, that was for sure – and with that, the duo would spend the remaining hour exercising physical training and spiritual training, to maintain a flow of power with each movement. Hisomu’s practice here focused on moulding her chakra and enhancing her flow with the power of lightning. Sure, it didn’t give her any benefit, but it assisted her in maintaining a focused mind that was directed at the obstacle ahead instead of succumbing to the rest building up. It continued and continued till the two of them were utterly exhausted, and they could hear the chattering voices coming from inside of the house, signalling that their family had returned home. It was a relieving sound to be honest – for it meant that finally the duo could rest. Although, it’d unfortunately first happen after being questioned as to why their backyard was absolutely trashed and not in an optimal state. Hisomu glanced at her brother – giggled – and pointed at him before snoring like a loud bear.
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