Private Tutor

Konohagakure no sato, the home of the shinobi's of the leaf. The ones who carry the Will of fire within them. This massive and prosperous village located by a large mountain side where they carve out the faced of the Kage that have been in power since the beginning of the village's creation. Many clan's have settled in here and have made this place their home. From the bug's of the Aburame clan to the white eyes of the Hyuga. Several clan's have made this village their home after the founding Senju and Uchiha had created it. Since then it had prospered and grown to become one of the strongest villages amongst the Great five.

Many shinobi's receive all sort's of tutelage whether they head for school, or go to the academy, or receive private tutelage. All sorts of methods exist for teaching the young the ways of the shinobi, but before they can be recognized as an official shinobi of the village they must all, no matter what adhere to the village's rules of what needs to be passed in order to be officially recognized as a shinobi and receive your headband and ninja license.

Kyuuzaki, Jirou apart of the Kyuuzaki family living within Konohagakure no sato. They seem to be a traditional kind of family, much like the rest of Konoha. A fairly well off family at that, they had sent a request to hire a private teacher. It had taken sometime, but their request had finally been granted and a message had been sent back to the family informing the head of house hold that upon a specific date at a specific time a teacher would show up at their home to teach their son, Kyuuzaki, jirou the ways of the shinobi.

It's been a week since then and today was that day that his teacher was going to come and teach him.

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Today was the day. Today Jirou would finally begin his training properly and start his long road into ninjahood and beyond. The waiting had almost affected his sleep cycle for the past week, so anxious was he to get started. The past few days especially have been tough. Normally being a reserved boy among others of his age, he even talked to a few of the others, who had gotten rather excited of him getting private schooling. Only a few choice words from his father had stayed him from running into town and let all the townsfolk know of this. "Eagerness must be tempered with wisdom, care and patience." He repeated his father's words, to mentally prepare himself for his new sensei's arrival. Should he be found unworthy, he would shame his family. And that was the last thing he would want, his name would be stricken from all records, all those he met would be as if he never existed.

No, thinking about those things would not help him whatsoever. "Konoha will be proud to have me as one of their honored shinobi." He muttered as he put his haori on and checked if his ponytail was still on properly.
To say he was scared of what his teacher would be like was an understatement. He had already recieved vague information on what it was to be a shinobi from his father, but beyond that, he knew nothing other than the legends and the definition of the word. Assassins, stealth warriors, masters of espionage and infiltration. Those were the specialties of his family's line of ninjas for a long time and he was planning on keeping up that reputation.
"Come storms, earthquakes or fire from the very skies, I, Jirou Kyuuzaki, will not disappoint or be found wanting!" He thought with finality as he stepped outside his parents home to wait for his sensei to arrive, after informing his parents of course.

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Walking up the street with a paper in hand was a shinobi. Dressed in the uniform that a majority of konoha shinobi's wore; blue long sleeve shirt with a red swirl embroidered into their shoulders, matching pants, blue ninja shoes, and wearing a green flak jacket, where in the center of the back was a large red swirl much like what is on their shoulders. even wearing a headband properly upon their head.

The Mysterious shinobi in question is a woman, she stands at five feet, nine inches high. Weigh, well that would be rather rude to ask a woman that, now wouldn't it? She has medium length hair that is as white as snow. Her eyes were a soft pink color and she was, as some put it, a beauty. Her flak jacket was partially unzipped a little past halfway, so one can she did have a bust, but it wasn't ridiculously huge or anything. It was a nice size that would fit into a C cup bra.

She was reading off a sheet of paper and looking at the buildings she passed by as she was finding the home she needed to get too. She was coming up the street and mumble to herself the address and the direction's she needed to go and glancing occasionally up at the building, very soon she was down the street from Jirou's home.

She'd walk up to him as it appeared the home she had arrived to had been the same one matching what was on the paper and she pocketed it. "Is this the home of Kyuuzaki, Jirou?" She would ask the young Jirou who was waiting outside.

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Jirou saw the woman with the shinobi headband but he did not pay much attention to her until he realized she was coming straight towards his home.
He was at first suspicious of the woman's intentions - his father had been called upon before by shinobi in private meetings that Jirou had sometimes managed to eavesdrop on, like his father's mission to find some scrolls from this or that place or retrieving the location of some important person and reporting to the Academy - but eventually he decided that suspicion would get him nowhere.

All that suspicion seemed foolish after this mysterious shinobi asked her question from him. Of course she was to be his sensei. He mentally slapped himself for thinking otherwise.
"Hai, it is. Are you my sensei my parents hired, then?" He asked as he bowed. As he began to rise, he paused for a moment as a thought occurred to him.
"I'm sure you already know me, but my name is Jirou Kyuuzaki. Pleasure to meet you, kyōshi." He said in as respectful a manner as he could muster.
In the back of his mind he was finding her really attractive, but he quickly pushed those thoughts aside. She was his teacher!

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Well, Well, Well this one had manner, she liked that. She prefered students that they nice and obedient and had manners to them. She would fold the paper and tuck it into her pants pocket and give Jirou a smirk. "Well now, a polite kid, how wonderful." she stated happily. "Pleasure to meet you my young student, I am Akemi Yamauchi and I shall be your teacher from here on out." She gave Jirou a broad smirk while placing her hands on her hips and then she looked at her home.

"Though before we start, I would like to get introduced to your parents, so they are aware of who it is that is teaching their child. So will you please lead the way to them?" She kindly asked him. It was normal routine for private tutor's to meet with the parents. She may have had minor few words with them, but she never really did have a proper introduction. So she figured she would get this out of the way now before she would begin her lessons.

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Jirou blushed slightly out of embarassment - he had actually forgot about his parents and the way private teaching worked. The teacher would meet with the pupil's parents and let them know of their child's progress as he learned, as well as being able to have feedback from the child's parents to further improve training. Though she would not know of that - she might very well mistake his blush to be one made on behalf of her looks.
"Oh! Of course! Ohairikudasai!" He said as he opened the door. "Papa! Okasa! There's someone here to see you!" He called out. "Go on in, I'm sure they're anxious to see you, sensei." He said as he closed the door once Akemi got inside. He noticed the slight mess upon turning his gaze from the door and into the apartment itself, realizing that his brothers must have left in quite a hurry for him to not notice them while waiting for Akemi to arrive - there was a fair amount of rice and a bit of chicken on the floor in a take-away pack. "Gomenasai, my brothers seem to have left quite a mess." He said as he wandered off to find a broom.

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Akemi would smirk at him, she liked the light energy the kid gave off. It was nice and relaxing to be around, which can be a good thing for when going through the teachings. Usually it means she wouldn't have much trouble, but it's still too early to tell if this kid was a good listener or not, but for now she just needed to get the basic introductions out the way and the lesson's can begin. She would follow after Jirou after he made his loud announcement to his parents that someone wanted to see them.

Her eyes fell upon the mess as well and she then shifted her glance to Jirou to hear his explanation and once he stated it. huh...siblings. Neat. she would give him a smile. "It's alright." she told him and then looked toward's where Jirou's parents were and she would head over to them. "Please excuse my interruption." she politely said as she would go over to greet them.

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As Jirou went through the living room, he motioned towards the front door, indicating his parents to move from the couch and rise to meet his new teacher.
"Ah, I see. Thank you son." His father, Hideo said before rising and going to shake hands with Akemi.
"Konnichiwa. I am Hideo Kyuuzaki, Jirou's father. This here is my wife, Asami." He said, motioning towards Asami who was still sitting on the couch, nodding as she was motioned to.
"Come, sit down. We have a bit to discuss."

As they sat down, Hideo sighed.
"Well. Now Jirou is starting to be of age and has already began learning the ways of the shinobi by listening to my stories. I trust you will be able to make him able to carry on the family name. Once his training is complete, I will retire and focus on being with my family." He said, smiling as he ended the sentence, already feeling some pressure being taken off his back now that Jirou had someone to properly reign him in.
"However, I would like to ask for a few things, regarding his teaching. First off, I do not want to have him train excessively in ninjutsu. Our family's traditions lie in using our own natural skill and not the usage of techniques. While some basic training will be necessary for him, I would rather he not learn too much about the manipulation of chakra and so on." He said, looking at his wife, who then began to speak as well.
"Also, we would like you to be strict on him. He has great respect for the shinobi, but also is a bit rambunctious at times and tries to act like the Mizukage. One does not become a great ninja by imitating others, after all. He must learn that it is his own success that brings glory to the family name."
Jirou, meanwhile, had found a broom and was cleaning up the mess his brothers had made. All the while he was listening to his parents talking with Akemi. While he didn't get most of it, he knew it was probably the most important conversation his parents have had since he was born. Being the second son of the family and named after that position, he was destined to be a ninja and, like his father, earn fame and fortune for the Kyuuzaki family. Whatever they were talking about with Akemi, was going to direct the way how he was trained, one way or another.

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Akemi would shake Hideo's hand firmly and give a bright smile and then a bow to Asami. "It's with great pleasure and honor to meet you both, I am Akemi Yamauchi." she would introduce herself before they would sit down and speak. She would sit down in the available seat and sit straight and kept her eyes focused towards the one who was speaking.

She would listen well to what the father would have to say and she kept a pleasant smile upon her face. She could tell that it was quite important to them that Jirou acquire the best education they could get when it comes to his shinobi training. She would nod her head to what was told to her as she would speak calmly and respectfully. "I will do my best to make sure that your son get's the best training possible, though I will have to tell you, with all due respect, I will teach him according to our standard here that we teach in Konoha, but at the same time I will also impose some of my own methods that would assist him in his training, while I can understand with making sure he keeps up traditions and learns to focus on his own skills and not so much on ninjutsu, I do plan to teach him quite a bit a about it. shinobi's now a days use ninjutsu more than anything else and if Jirou isn't versed in it's knowledge it will surely swallow him whole, and I aim to prevent that from happening. I will only be able to train him in the basics and give him the building blocks to be able to survive in our world, from there onward it depends all on Jirou's own personal skill and ability to overcome any challenges he may face, whether that means having to rely on ninjutsu or not." She definitely did understand the means of keeping up tradition, but at the same time she personally knew what it meant to be stubborn and when tradition's can sometimes prove fatal, especially in an ever changing world like the shinobi world.

"I assure you, however, that he will bring honor to your family, so there is no worries there." she added in afterwards. "A basic run down of his curriculum will be excessive Taijutsu, and Kenjutsu training, he will receiving ninjutsu training as well, at least covering over the fundamentals of it, simply because the fact remains ninjutsu is much apart of shinobi's as breathing air is required to breath. From there, I will be able to figure out what works best with him, and it's especially beneficial for him because I would be able to mold his teaching's specifically for him. I hope I didn't disrespect you. I'd rather be honest with you and not attempt to lie about my intentions." She never faltered and never looked away looking at Hideo with a strong, but confident gaze.

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Hideo sighed as the truth of the matter was laid on him. "As much as I would like to argue with that logic, it is true. Ninjutsu, genjutsu and taijutsu are more popular as of late..."
Asami also nodded with a slight frown. "Lately all of Hideo's missions have been more and more dangerous. While he has been successful in all of them thus far, I fear our family traditions are going to result in his death. But I also fear what our ancestors would think if we were to simply disregard the past and let the current trends dictate our son's training."

It's at this moment that Jirou stepped into the room with the broom in hand.
"Okasa. Papa. I think we should trust sensei Yamauchi. Traditions are good to have as you have told me, but I think that we have other ways to honor the ones who came before us. What good is using outdated tactics against a foe who would use them against us? A ninja must think outside the normal. We have to let the past stay in the past and not extend it's stay in the present, otherwise the present will cast us into the annals of the past!" He said, thinking what would happen if the tactics of the ancestors would dictate how the everchanging world would destroy the Kyuuzaki. He turned to Akemi.
"Sensei, I fear what I must say will anger my parents, even if they will not show it in the presence of a guest, but I wish to go through everything that you can possibly offer to train me in. Genjutsu, taijutsu, ninjutsu, kenjutsu, the art of stealth, everything. If I am to choose between ancestral traditions and being a ninja, then I will choose the latter."
Asami covered her mouth at her son's brash honesty about his feelings. Hideo, on the other hand, was stunned at what the boy had just said.

But no matter what the punishment, Jirou had made his decision.

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She was going to say something, but then Jirou stepped him and she looked to him and listened, much like his parents did. She had smiled listening to what he had to say and she even gave a giggle when he directed his dialogue towards her. She looked towards Hideo and Asami. "He's a good boy, isn't he?" She stated warmly. "But there's nothing to worry about your tradition's getting tarnished. There are many a shinobi who have lived through even this day and age focusing on a single aspect of shinobi. So long as you contain the knowledge of your enemy here." She tapped her own head. "You can learn to adapt and counter."

She then looked towards Jirou. "Though you should apologize to your parents, it is quite rude to intrude in on a conversation like this." she said in a teasing manner, she wasn't bothered by it, but it didn't change the fact that jumping in on someone else's conversation was a little bit rude. Gazing back towards Jirou's parents. "If there is nothing else that need's to be asked or said I would like to get started with teaching."

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Jirou found himself encouraged by the words of support from Akemi, quickly grasping that situation and using it to his advantage.
"See papa, sensei Akemi agrees with me!" He said, smiling from ear to ear.

However, when she turned towards him and told him to apologize, he looked at the ground in a defeated manner. "Here I thought she was on my side..." He thought. "Well, I think she is able to convince those two to let her train me in all possible ways." He finished his line of thought before hearing his father chuckle. "Eh?"

"You really have grown up, Jirou." He heard Hideo say as he lowered his head a bit, raising it back up as he let out a hearty laugh. "I remember back when I defied your grandfather for the first time. He was not happy about the way I went about it though - I ended up using a technique I learned on my own and breaking more than just a bit of dinnerplates, had to clean that mess for three days before I was done." He said before rising up and patting his son on the shoulder. "You have gone through the same revelation that I did back then. You know it's bad to be stuck in the old ways."

He turned his head towards Akemi. "You can forget about everything I said earlier regarding Jirou's teaching. Instead, I want you to train him as you would train your own children. Help him grow and become a true ninja, worthy of respect." He said, clenching his fist and smiling.

He then proceeded to pound his son's head once. "But your sensei is right, it is rude to intrude. So barring any training sessions with Akemi, you are grounded."
The neighbourhood could hear clearly the disdain of the member of the Kyuuzaki family.

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Akemi would give a smirk to Jirou who had gotten grounded for rudely interrupting the meeting, but at least a good thing came out of it, which is his father recognizing that Jirou is growing up and coming to learn to make his own decisions. To become his own person. Her eyes shifted toward's Jirou's father who told her to teach Jirou as if he were her own child. All she gave in response was a smile and she would stand up and give Hideo a bow. She would stand straight before she would speak. "I will teach him all that I can."

she would look towards Jirou's mother and gave her a bow as well. "If this is all, then I shall get the lesson's starts for Jirou." Overall the meeting with the parents went better than she had expected, but she couldn't dawdle all day, she needed to get the lesson's moving so she could at least reach her planned stopping point of the day.

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"Hai. It was a pleasure to have you, Akemi-sama. Wealth to you and your clan." Hideo replied, bowing before sitting back down, proceeding to talk about whatever he and Asami were talking about earlier.

"Yosh! Let's get to it then! Daylight's wasting!" Jirou said as he went to put the broom back in it's place and walking dramatically out the door - or semi-hopping, as the case would be - so excited was he to begin learning. That didn't stop him from trying to act cool for the sake of it though.

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Akemi would smirk as seeing his enthusiastic response and mentally chuckle to herself. She watched him head out to put the broom back. She would look one final time at the parents and she would lightly bow to them and give a pleasant smile before getting up and heading out after Jirou.

She walked as a calm pace, with no real rush to it, so it wouldn't be a surprise if Jirou was enthusiastically walking in front of her, but as they were heading out, Akemi would speak out to her young student. "Why don't you give me a quick summary of the thing's you already know? I would prefer not to repeat something that is already known." she asked so that she would be able to get a good idea of where to start in her lessons.

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Jirou beamed as he recieved the chance to prove himself to his teacher, right off the bat.
"Hai! As my family line has focused mostly on taijutsu and their skills at not getting into situations that would have them rely on anything else, I've had trouble finding out about any skills that I could perform at my current level. However, I have one skill that I know the gist of, but lack the training to perform."
To illustrate his point he made a quick hand motion and formed the seal of the Dragon.
"Kokoni Arazu no Jutsu!"

...Then there was nothing. "See? I lack the ability to mold chakra properly. Other than the gestures, I know nothing of the False Surroundings Skill." He rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly. "Aaaaaand that's about it. Hand-to-hand combat was something I read about but never got around to learning. Papa said he would teach me but then I heard of your coming so I figured he wanted to leave it to you."
He then bowed. "I hope I do not disappoint."

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Akemi would listen and watch her student and occasionally nodding at various points of what he said to show that she was paying attention. Watching as he attempted to do a genjutsu would bring a smile to her face as she giggled a moment. "Well it's a little bit more complicated than simply just molding the chakra properly, particularly when it comes toward's Genjutsu techniques, but as it appears you're pretty much fresh off the rack, so anything I tell you will be practically new." She would cross her arms and pond it for a moment. "Well alright, for now we'll have a nice little walk around the village as I explain to you somethings."

Once they were outside she would take the lead. "So follow after me." she stated as she began to walk, her steps rather quick that if Jirou didn't pay attention she would leave him behind.

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Jirou took every word Akemi-sensei said in stride, knowing that she was correct, even though it hurt his pride a bit to be belittled like he was. However, the part where she began giggling made him frown a bit, though her explanation made sense somewhat. Her idea of having a walk was something he didn't expect - from what he had gathered his training would have begun immediately. "Eh? But I thought we were going to train!" He then quickly began to follow after his new sensei, confused already by both her brisk pace and the way she seemed to be avoiding the subject of training. In his head, Jirou was thinking that maybe she would want to prolong it for as long as possible due to her being unwilling to train a complete rookie.

Though he did hear her say that she would explain things to him, he didn't exactly acknowledge it - too busy was he wondering why they wouldn't go straight to training.
"Is this another thing about ninjas that I don't know about yet?" He thought to himself as he did his best to keep up with Akemi.
At least she seemed to get a laugh out of his little display with his pathetic attempt at genjutsu. Maybe he might be able to learn how to perform the False Surroundings technique before the day is over!

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Akemi would only smirk as she kept walking her pace still pretty quick for a walking pace, but there was indeed a reason for her to go on this 'walk'. As she walked she would begin to explain. "Listen up, I prefer not having to repeat myself, but if something get's confusing do tell me so I can explain it in a different way to you." She stated, her voice loud enough. Akemi was leading Jirou away from the residential area of the town heading in the direction of the least populated area. "Shinobi, also known as ninja, are the village's military force. We are the ones who protect everyone here, it isn't simply just about being the strongest, though power goes hand and hand with it. As Shinobi we learn a lot from a young age from hand-to-hand to weapon wielding to flower arrangements. We learn that even the most mundane of tasks can have it's purpose and do our best to do what is needed."

They began to walk down an empty stretch of road. Akemi would lift one hand and she would snap her fingers, nice and loud. She'd glance back at him and smirk to see if he'd notice what she had done. "We do all this for the purpose of misdirection, do whatever needs to be done to get the job done."

As they could keep walking down the road, Jirou would come to notice that Akemi just kept getting further and further away, and yet this stretch of road just kept getting longer and longer. Yet the entire time Akemi's voice could still be heard clearly. "Within out vast arsenal of weapons we ninja's hold three basic things in common; Ninjutsu, Taijutsu and genjutsu. Everything else is just a subsection of those three."

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Jirou listened to Akemi as he kept pace with her, eventually having found a good speed to match her's. The repeating part was not something to worry about, as he was repeating the important parts to himself in his mind. Being the strongest was not something he ever considered to be part of the ninja's arsenal, thinking instead that it was the skill and ability of the ninja to do the job undetected that determined their worth, not their physical might.

While the menial tasks that were mentioned seemed a bit bizarre to him, he accepted the explanation of them having a purpose, frowning a bit as they entered the least populated zone of the town, wondering what that was about. When she snapped her fingers, he stopped for a moment, raising his eyebrows questioningly, before he shook his head and tried to catch up...

Only, he found he wasn't getting any closer to Akemi. In fact, she seemed to grow more distant with each step he took. He started running, thinking he was just overthinking things, yet the distance grew steadily. He also wondered why the road wasn't ending - it didn't seem that long when he first entered it.
"How are you walking so fast!?" He called out, wondering how he could hear her this clearly despite the distance between them.
He suddenly remembered what his sensei had just said: "Within our vast arsenal of weapons we ninjas hold three basic things in common; Ninjutsu, Taijutsu and Genjutsu."
Genjutsu. This was an illusion. But how did she-
"We do all this for the purpose of misdirection, do whatever needs to be done to get the job done." Misdirection... The raised hand and snapping of fingers was a distraction! A ploy meant to attract Jirou's attention to something else while she created this illusionary field while he was distracted. He stopped suddenly and looked at Akemi in awe. "Sugoii..." And this was just the beginning.

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Akemi would continue a little further with the genjutsu until Jirou had come to notice it. At which point when he did, A literal paper tear happened next to him with Akemi standing there next to him a smile on her face. "Oh you catch on pretty quick! Not bad, not bad." She stated as the surroundings faded and Jirou would 'wake up' in a standing position, with Akemi standing next to him. "Genjutsu as you've noticed is the fiercest of the three." she stated. "Mainly because not all the time will you be able to realize you are in one. It's a skill that attacks the senses and those that are more proficient at it are normally geniuses, and it takes a world of practice to get to do what I did. Which is basically a much powerful version of the false illusion skill. Much like the other two types of skills, Genjutsu has it's goods and bads."

She would pat Jirou on the shoulder and keep walking. "Come much more ground to cover. Ninjutsu as you should be aware is the exertion of chakra into various types of techniques. Through the use of hand signs into various combination's you can perform various feats such as breathing fire, summoning lightning, and creating fierce storms and many, many more."

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Jirou's awe was replaced by surprise as he saw the tear next to him, causing him to jump back in alarm, funnily enough doing it in a comical manner before the surroundings faded, revealing the alleyway as he knew it to be when he first went in with Akemi. He sighed as he calmed down, collecting his thoughts and letting the shock of what just happened fade from his mind, focusing on the present. This was training and he should not let it shock him too much. It might all be new to him, but he was going to learn how to control this. Master it. Wield it like his family expects him to.

"Sheesh, this stuff is really intense..." He thought to himself as he tried to level his breathing back to normal levels. Even though only a few minutes had passed since he started walking with Akemi, already he was sweating slightly at the power the female ninja had shown.
"Could you elaborate on the bads of Genjutsu, sensei?" Jirou asked, slightly hesitant, as he walked beside her, this time managing to keep pace without falling prey to an illusion. The descriptions of ninjutsu made Jirou widen his eyes in surprise at the sheer destructive potential of it all. No wondr the Hokage was the leader of the village - if they can achieve all this, they can quite literally bend entire countries to their will.
"All of that, through just using chakra in the correct manner? That's amazing!"

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Akemi nodded her head. "Correct." she stated. "Matter of fact, this very village was originally created with the power of ninjutsu. A mostly lost art the power of mokuton. The Wood release. An ability that was the kekkei genkai belonging to the first Hokage." she stated.

She led him from the alleyway and now heading towards the area where the shinobi's of konoha usually trained at the obviously named, Training Grounds. "Well the bads for Genjutsu is that they are not exactly ideal for use in the middle of combat. It can be done, but it can only be done by masters. Other than that you need to have a good set up for them, or you need to catch your opponent unaware. You got to be extremely mindful of how you use genjutsu. Dispelling genjutsu's can also be really simple as all you sometimes need to do is inflict pain onto yourself to break yourself free of it and that would be as simple as cutting yourself, or breaking a finger or something really minor."

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Jirou listened to Akemi's description of the hidden village's creation, nodding as she finished her statement. He had listened to the stories of the Hokages, the legends of their abilities and the heroics that they did in their lifetimes. He was grateful to have been born into such a village. The current Hokage was also someone to be admired, if the stories he heard from his parents are to be believed.
In addition, the mentioning of kekkei genkai made him perk his ears. He heard about it before while his father thought him to be not present. The Bloodline Limit. Something that few clans possess that gives them almost superhuman powers - even beyond that of a ninja's normal arsenal! He wasn't sure if his clan possessed something like that - heck, he was being amazed by things many ninjas consider academy-level things!
Then again, he WAS technically one who has just started attending an academy. He just happened to have a private teacher.

He almost missed Akemi's explanation on the bads of Genjutsu but managed to recall the most important bits, sighing as he tried to make a mental note to put that stuff on a physical note later. Akemi could probably mistake his sigh for fear of pain, but he can easily point out otherwise.
Pain was most likely going to be one of his most constant companions as a ninja, after all. However, he WAS surprised to find that he was being led to the Konoha Kunren-Ba. "Eh? Why are we here?" He asked her.

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Akemi only glanced at him when he sighed, but she didn't speak about it as she kept leading him to the training area.

Once they had arrived to the area. "Well it makes it easier to train in an open space, rather than a crowded area where you could accidentally hurt innocents when you barely know what to do yourself." she answered him. "So continuing on where I left off, the other thing about genjutsu that you should at least be aware about is when you are confronted against those that are considered masters. Why is this exactly? Well it's for the matter that you will not always be able to dispel the genjutsu yourself even if you hurt yourself in the process. So it's best to try to always be aware of your senses and mostly just hope you never have to come across genjutsu masters. Though they themselves are quite a rarity to come across to begin with, but hey...you never know."

She would stretch her arms above her head and crossed her fingers as she rested her head in her hands like that. "So what we have left to deal with are the things that are most common, and will be a huge part of your training and that's Ninjutsu and Taijutsu. Ninjutsu as I stated earlier is the use of your chakra to perform a variety of techniques. While as you should be aware, Taijutsu is our martial prowess. Rarely do taijutsu techniques require chakra, but they do take stamina and if you aren't careful with how you use them, you will be tiring yourself out long before your opponent does."

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