I Have Every Reason...

[A I K]

Grass stalks crunching beneath his feet as he stepped forward through the lush soft land before his home. The sun had as always shined over the village of Konoha all so blissfully and just the very gaze at such could send one into the deepest realms of the mind. At least when one had been confused and wondering what was to come each and everyday. Sweat rolling down the side of his face would take its time doing so while Aikenshi on the other hand would plop in the grass below, legs crossing though fully extended. With a small grin would he take his hands to the back of his head and lay back... all so comfortably. Slowly but surely he woud slip off... Off into the slumber - the place where the utmost important memories roamed...

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His hands the size of an egg, a Lightning colored buzz-cut sitting atop his head and the smallest pair of slacks would sit over his lower half, nothing worn around the torso but simply half a dragon tattoed to the toddler's chest. The moonlit sky bright as the young boys burning determination to be something. Something the man he looked up to and thought so highly of hadn't gotten the chance to be. One of the smartest shinobi known in the Universe and this would truly take time but as a child... Nothing mattered. Nothing could stop him on his journey for his was being trained by a man of intense caliber. A man of the Nara who had flawed but once in his ninja ways and it cost him everything in the future.

"Keep your hands together, FOCUS Kenshi!" the man's voice would crack the drastic plague of silence enveloping the duo. He stood at six feet, two inches in height and seemed to weigh at least two hundred-fifteen pounds. Anger seeping in with his tone and frustration beginning to show for the young child had no real idea how to mold himself into a being that his father was. The pain radiating through him... the look on his face could never be forgotten. It was just the two of them from their immediate family left and everything he'd been forced to do was just too ridiculous. But the young boy had coped and adapted so far, it wouldn't stop. The elder would take several steps toward his child and look to him with a smile.

The way he felt was sending his adrenaline into a shockwave, surging. All he needed was the young boy to manipulate his shadow one time. Just once and effectively; this would change everything for him and a smile would last for him for a decade if not the rest of his life. There was much the young boy didn't know of his father but there wasn't much he could do at the time. He stood there and looked over his blood - he would be the BEST. "All I need is for you to try, Kenshi. Make me proud." he would speak once more, his eyes narrowing as he did so. Yet and still, his tone was more relaxed this time. Aikenshi would smile himself and bend his knees in, his hands before his chest - chakra surfing back and forth.

He knew this much... That counted for something?

He'd lay idle and let his mind go to work, there were some things he just needed to figure out for himself. Things he had forgotten, things he had screwed up on. There was no pain and no sorrow - but something was missing here and he wouldn't let his mind rest until he'd figured it out. What was it that he wanted back then?

[A I K]

No, he hadn't moved a single inch as he dreamed on. The mind was the most important piece of a shinobi's arsenal and nothing would prevent him from finding the secrets hidden within his memories. He'd lay in place, legs remaining crossed and his eyes meeting their elders as far as tone goes. To this very moment he'd wondered how his father would teach a toddler the art of Kagemane but... Apparently he did and, and did a damn good job at that. Why hesitate because you never know what's possible until you act on it. Aikenish would smirk softly...

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The young child could only smile at the words spoken to him by his Idol. So amazing, as if it was something not many could find. This boy's smile could brighten up even the darkest hearts and show the way to something more important than anything else. He was no charm, but he was definitely a piece of Konoha that wouldn't be forgotten. A piece of Konoha that would be an incredible addition to the Leaf family. Nothing had been able to hold him back now regardless of the fact that he could understand but so much at this age. No matter how much the boy had tried to possess his shadow, it never seemed to get anywhere. He could never manage to make success of it; at least the first few days into the training.

For nights on would the family sleep in the grass in front of their home going through an endless stream of training that would indeed leave the two of their bodies shredded and tired out. This was the true meaning of dedication and effort - this was what his future would look like. That burning passion for progression was needed and nothing would remove the thought from his mind. This child was soon to be an elite and not a soul would stop that much or Death would be deliver with a swift thread of darkness that crept but behind each step the blonde would take.

Years on in, things would change and the elder man would being to wither. His life being taken... diminished with each little breath he would take. At the time of, there was nothing that could be done to prolong or even destroy the illness this man had recieved. In truth they had never even found of what the sickness was or even how long it had been running through his system. Just experiencing those moments where his father would cough and spit up blood minute after minute had destroyed the barriers of living forever. At ten years old even HE knew what a fading shinobi looked like. Things had changed since being a toddler...and each and everything that did was drastic.

Sunlight raining over Konoha like the brightest rain under moonlight would bring an unusually curious Aikenshi to the yard, his father left in a deep sleep for his illness would begin to get the best of him, "I-I don't get it... Why can't I be a ninja?" the words would fall from his lips, breaths shallow as tears slid across either side of the Boy's face. This night... He had cried, wondering what it was he failed at during his multiple attempts at but a very intriguing level of the Kagemane technique. The wonder would never fade and this was the most disappointing part of things. He HAD to figure out what exactly was going wrong. It was the most important part of being a ninja.

"You've experienced success son, but you still have a lot to learn." the elder would speak. Upon this time (7yrs after first appearance) he'd been wrinkled and standing over a cane with all his strength. Aikenshi knew what he had and what he wanted to be in this life but what was most important, what he didn't have was a string of things he exactly wanted to pursue in his quest. The boy would turn to his father and extend his arms at his sides to gesture 'why?'

"I understand-" the young shinobi would begin to speak, only to have been cut off by his father. "What is it you want, arsenal-wise Aikenshi Nara?" the question would stand though the boy was quite lost.

[A I K]

There was no shame in his game. Everything was going as planned - everything going just as he needed things to go. I no time he'd be up and walking his path the way he should've been the years before. But, it was never too late and the fire burning inside of Aikenshi clearly shouted such. He was one to tower even the most incredible of shinobi - at least in the future. There was nothing you could tell him... He wouldn't change for the life of his Father if it was on the table.

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The young boy would stare for his father. The look on his face unsure, he had been lost in the words spoken by the elder shinobi. He expected the boy to know what 'arsenal' meant? It was like him to do such however. The boy would grow to understand these things if it took every breath the King Nara held in his body. Lives would be given to protect this boy should it come to such a tragic situation. Standing idle the elder would sigh before closing his eyes and tightening his jaw for a bare moment. It would take but a few moments but the boy across from him had already begun trying to decipher the question asked only to find that it was a simple question he indeed knew the answer to now.

"I... I want to be able to move as fast as Lightning. I want to be the smartest ninja in the world - and I want to learn Jutsu that nobody else can. I want to perfect my art. I can be dedicated!" the boy would speak out quickly, yet sure of every word delivered from his tongue. The words could only bring a smile cracking through the distance for his old man. The two hadn't had much of a family left and so they would protect one another for as long as they could. The two of them was all they had after all. As if he could feel the determination of his child crawling across his skin, the chills would come to him and last for but a moment. His heart racing as he looked to the eyes of his child.

There was pain just radiating throughout him now, a moment where his illness had gotten the best of him... Completely. There was nothing he could do now. No, this wouldn't be his death but a time where he came closest to it. The sight of such violent coughing was disturbing in his eyes. The blood spewing from his throat... he could practically feel the pain his old man was feeling. Tears had by far overflown within, rolling for his chin. It seemed there wasn't much more for him to do but wait, traumatized.

His eyes would open quickly; heart racing as he rushed to sit up. Suddenly taking shallow breaths and wondering why he'd never know what was happening with his father, "No one... Told me anything." he would speak. He would remain seated, legs crossed and hands in the grass. The future was his own and he would make no mistake.

[A I K]

It seemed he had been looking for something he wouldn't find anytime soon... as if his memory wouldn't allow it at this very moment. Bottled up emotions shaken and ready to explode just over the curiosity - the need to know more about the things he was here for. The things he had been trained to do during the little time that he had been able to spend with his old man. It would fall back into the bottom of the barrel, these dreams - flashbacks he'd fallen through tonight. But what he DID learn would surely aid him for a few extra steps on the path he'd decided to walk. This was only the beginning but it was a beginning that he would favor in the end; intriguing.

"I won't let anything stop me from being the best. No matter how long it takes, no matter what I have to do. I'll be the King of Konoha; and I'll show everyone what I'm capable of. You just can't stop me! I have to start somewhere, so I'm moving!"

The words rang out as he climbed to his peak, eyes drowning in bliss. This was the moment he'd been looking for. The feeling of a new door opening in front of him and he hadn't even taken the time to knock. It didn't matter who was behind that door but a single flinch in the wrong direction would get their limbs severed. This was a shinobi who cared for a future and craved the taste of power just to clench with a smile. A sigh would fall from his lips while his eyes rolled back to meet the azure skies.

"I'm ready.
Done Here!"

[Pwn]

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