Kiyoshi trains a bunch of important stuff[flashback solo]

Kyoshi, at 13, had a genuine love for taijutsu and the Gentle Fist arts. One that continues to this day.

Kyoshi had been training with a good friend of his, Saejima. Though not a Hyuga, Saejima had a love of Taijutsu akin to Kyoshi’s. They would spar often, making no real progress on wins no loses. If one won, the other would win the next. After all, they knew each other like that back of their hands and neither had a particular advantage physically over the other.

Of course, Kyoshi had the Gentle Fist techniques. Not that he’d use them against Saejima, as that wouldn’t be sporting. These were spars, not fights. Two distinctly different things requiring two entirely different strategies. If Kyoshi would bring his Gentle Fist techniques to the forefront, the fight would be over quick enough. Not only was that no fun, but it was something Kyoshi considered unfair at the time.

Kyoshi would have no such thoughts if this fight were to take place nowadays, but he’d also not feel so strongly about what happened near the end of the fight.

The two would stand across from each other, both in some vaguely Strong Fist style approach. Hyuga family members weren’t exactly the most happy that Kyoshi wasn’t using the family taijutsu, but understood once he explained that he needs to train in a style that doesn’t actively use his chakra bank. That way, if he ever ran into a situation where he was out of chakra and not stamina, he could continue to fight for better or for worse.


Kyoshi and Saejima would dash at each other; nearly dodging each others starting blows. After all, this part of the fight had been done a hundred times and would be done a hundred times after this. This part of the fight wasn’t special at all, nor was the part that came after it. The constant kicks and punches, feints and such were absolutely nothing compared to what was coming up next.

It had been about five minutes, both kids were getting somewhat tired at this point. With how physical the fight was, they both had bruises in lots of places. No real protective techniques had been going on this fight, though both knew some to a certain extent. After all, they were only thirteen and this was less a fight and more a catharsis for both of them. Both had home stresses, even if Kyoshi considered his part of the pride he had.

It was at this point in time, when the two had reached near their limits, that Kyoshi would let out a yell. It was a yell of pure passion, with little thought behind it. Kyoshi was having a ball, and he wasn’t going to let anyone stop him! Kyoshi would, after yelling, dash forward and send a punch at Saejima’s head. While that would be dodged, the leg trip that came afterwards wouldn’t. The issue, however, is that it’d trip both of them.

This would make Kyoshi sort of just fall backwards directly onto Saejima’s leg. This would result in a rather nasty noise as Saejima would scream out in pain. Kyoshi would immediately get up, and see that Saejima’s leg was bent in a way it shouldn’t be. This send Kyoshi into an almost instant panic; his emotions surging. This, of course, would awaken his Byakugan but that wasn’t important to him at the time. What was important was his friend, who he had just injured, getting medical help right away.

The shocked Kyoshi would sprint over and pick up the injured Saejima, and sprint to the nearest medical ninja that he knew. This happened to be an older brother, who was thankfully home at the time.

“Help Saejima, please Brother. I’ll pay you whatever is required later.” Kyoshi would say, noticing multiple strange things now including the fact that he functionally had 360 vision. It was…a new experience. Not that it was particularly useful to him right now, as he really only had his focus on one thing.

”It is no issue to help him, but leave the room for a moment so that I can do so properly.” His older brother would say, and Kyoshi would leave the room.

Kyoshi would now take stock on his new ability. The vision, and all the other perks, would become apparent. Not that he wouldn't have a headache shortly after due to a chakra shortage. The Byakugan would then finally turn off and Kyoshi would be sat against the wall and be rather tired. He didn't particularly want this to be how he was found, but he didn't really have a choice. He had already been exhausted after the fight, and then his chakra evaporated from having the Byakugan active for an extended period of time. After all, adrenaline is one hell of a drug.

Time would pass; and left sitting there Kyoshi would start thinking about the fight. Not that it was a particularly complex one, just all the ins and outs. Thinking on if he could've dodged her or there. Simple things to reduce the overall damage he took while winning the fight. Of course, he would've won the fight anyway. That didn't matter. It was all a matter of winning it without argument, without anyone being able to go "That was luck!'.

In the case of this fight, though, even accidents occasionally happened. One could even argue that the fight going on so long and the other getting tired was a strength of its own. Not that he agreed, but Kiyoshi didn't really have much of a choice on that front. He had to accept what happened, which was a victory through circumstance. Kiyoshi had already decided on a rematch once time came. It was just a simple matter of when that was. Saejima's leg wasn't critically injured or anything, but would likely have to sit for about a week until he could fight them again.

Alas, boys will be boys. Fighting will be forever part of Kiyoshi's life and will always form the foundation of the fellows life events.

[training the byakugan 1000/1000 of intense emotions.] twc: 1020