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The boy came close to grab the flask and as he reached I pulled it away. He was short, so he was forced to reach upwards to grab it. This left him in a vulnerable state as I grabbed his arm with my hand. I'm sure he was frightened, but if he wasn't that was all the better simply because I was not here to create confrontation, I just did prefer to be lied to. With a nonchalant tone, accompanied with a sigh, I spoke.

"Look kid, enough with the bullshit. I am not here to force you to do anything, I could not care any less about your little adventures, but since you've already lied to me... (twice) ...why don't you just tell me what you're really up to, and I'll be moving on."

I released his hand as I was assuredly not going to detain him nor force him to comply to my bidding; I simply wanted the truth. As a Chuunin, I realized that this boy, although he probably wasn't, could be doing something detrimental to Kumogakure; and although it was against my typical behavior, my protective nature for this Country in its current state was on extreme levels. If he had only told the truth I would have let him go, but his lies dug him into the hole and I was going to make him climb out of it.

"Now come on... so I can let you go enjoy your childish escapade."

Regardless, I did not like this kid to begin with. A true shinobi of the Cloud would have stayed to help rebuild this Village, not turn his back when we needed him most. He deserved a little attitude adjustment.

I figured at this point, the maneuver of a rocking method would come into play. One man would not be able to overcome such resistance of a mountains declivity. It was comparable to attempting to push a dead horse up a mountain while three more horses pulled you in the other direction. To say the least, impossible. But with the profound effects of physics, one should be capable of defeating such resistance. My method was as follows: I would dig a track on one side of the boulder of equal width to the boulder. The other would be untouched. The track would serve as a pathway for the boulder to roll down on, only, it would take more than a track to get it to slide. With a rocking force, pushing then letting it drop to gain momentum, pushing with that momentum, then letting it drop back, pushing again to let it drop; hence, rocking method. This would create a gravitational pull which would be exploited and capitalized to a particular point to my advantage.

I'm not a brainiac, but I'm not just tall either.

I first dug the mound on the right side of the boulder. A cliff lay 10 meter from it. With rocks, I carved out a pathway for the boulder to follow; but the texture of it must be smooth. Grazing my hand over the track I would remove all rocks, twigs and clumps of dirt for a porcelain surface (or as smooth as dirt gets for that matter). It was tedious work, meticulous in the most extreme, but for a purpose nonetheless.

The track was finally carved, fully prepared for use. The boulder now lay at an angle, it's upper portion resting against the tunnel wall while the lower half hung over the dug track. Placing my hands against the boulder, I began to rock it. With a back and forth motion, the boulder began to shift in its rest. The weight was collapsed in the ditch solidly, but I hoped the track would invalidate that. I swayed my body back and forth as the momentum began to increase. The rock would lift up from the ditch, but its weight would sink it back down, but only to my benefit. Once the rock rolled back down into the ditch, it would continue to roll up towards me, which I would then push precisely when it began to fall again, creating an even greater force at a third of the physical exertion.

The mission's scroll was accompanied with a map that acquired a red "X" on it. Of course, this "X' was an indicator of the location that passages have been blocked. With a natural sense of navigation throughout Kumogakure, I was capable of discovering the exact location within minutes. It was not far, a possible mile from where the Mission's Department was; but indeed, it was congesting a tunnel that enabled routes for trade, citizens and shinobi alike. It was apparent this was an issue that deserved mending; but not easily repaired.

Approaching the tunnel, I began to inspect the various boulders that amassed themselves in a heaping pile, directly in the passageway. Small boulders wedged themselves in grooves the size of my head, while the Mother rock applied its immensity in a dip within the floor. The dip was roughly a meter deep with a vertical slant away from the tunnel. The tunnel was inclining as all the roads were to reach the Village, therefore, gravity was playing a large factor as to why this boulder was near immovable. It was resting all its weight against the tunnel door while securely shifted in the ditch to hold its position.

I knew the means to remove it.

The first Gate took an extended concentration which applied detriment to my tactic. It permitted the boy to enact a jutsu that emanated a bright blue glow from his body after an electrified lightning bolt descended from the Heavens. My body took to my plan, landing behind him before he could react, for his body was impaired through injury and my body was enhanced through the Gate. My speed was indistinguishable. As my hand slapped his back, I felt a vibrant sting that spread through my arm. The boy attempted to spin around and assault me with his fist, but through the aid of the Sharingan, I would not hesitate to avoid his aggression. The moment his legs flexed to spin, I entered flight.

I was gone long before he was capable of landing a blow, which bought me time. My pursuit to create a distance, was no longer for the same reason as before. Now it had been a matter of avoidance, for my right hand felt almost entirely immobilized. I was unsure of how long this particular effect would last. My gate wore off and my body settled into a slight fatigue. However, I would not be torpid to evade and defend attacks even though my arm would be a slight nuisance. I was still at quite a vantage point most primarily because my opponent would have no avail using TaiJutsu against me, especially since he had not the weapons to do so. I kept my peripherals on the boy as I jogged eastwardly to a comfortable distance of 15 meters, preparing for his move.

The shinobi jumped in reaction to my kunai with a jump to dodge it. My shunshin took me where I intended, but my opponent was no longer there rendering mine and his supposed attack ineffective. I would redact my plans and redesign. Jumping back a few feet, restructuring a plan to elucidate my foe. I noticed my opponents hands emanate a blue aura from them indicating an incoming attack, but I maintained an 8 meter distance with a kunai in hand; tagged with an explosive. This duel was taking far too long, and thus, I would end it. Activating the initial Gate, the human block within my own psychosis would release, and instantly my body would ascertain the speed of twice my capability.

My opponent was weakened by the very first assault done unto him with the explosive tag and with the first Gate active, I would run circles around the boy. A shunshin would bring me to the boys side, but as soon as I entered proximity, I would rotate around him placing myself behind him in milliseconds, maybe without his ability to even see me. I tore the tag off holding it in one hand while the kunai was held in the other. Dropping to a crouched position, the hand grasping the tag would slap itself on his back while the other would slice the kunai upon his right leg. Not a mortal wound, but it would hinder movement. I ran to where I came from, placing myself at a distance of 6 meters precisely. This was not a measure by means of impulse but a premeditated position. Upon the 6 meter mark my hand would form a single seal and the cohesive tag would explode while I would continually run further from him at twice my original speed.