All was lost, she wanted to forget the world, she wanted every single one of her senses to go numb. However there was a light, one so glittery and beautiful it made her want to lift her weak, nimble arm and touch that warm glowing light.
It was the...
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"Haa! Okay!" Y/N breathed in the crisp air wafting in the morning light. She finished tying her hair up in a bun and let her arms fall to her sides.
"Are you ready? We'll start off with 10 running starts up and down this hill! Ready...Go!"
Hill, was an understatement. At least to Y/N. Rengoku had given Mitsuri a day off to train Y/N and he came to watch. The pressure of a hashira watching her first time training was only adding to her nerves, if she was being honest. Y/N wasn't unfit- but she certainly wasn't muscular. She knew the kind of training she would go through after seeing how exhausted, even Mitsuri was after a day of training.
Y/N quickly ran up the 'hill' trying her best to keep her speed and avoid rocks and tall grass. The uneven terrain wasn't the easiest to run around on, and the fact she was running uphill.
'Crap... I need to watch my breathing. It's damn hard to keep steady breaths while running this.' Y/N cursed in her mind.
The breaths Y/N were taking started to calm down. She dodged trees and other vegetation with some shrubbery with some difficulty, but it wouldn't slow her down.
~With Mitsuri and Rengoku~
"I can even tell from here she's stabilized her breathing. A smart decision indeed!" Rengoku stated. He was sitting on the stone pathway cross-legged and his arms folded. He kept his always strong posture with his chest puffed out.
"Oh wow! And I haven't even told her about Total Concentration Constant!" Mitsuri gaped. She stood next to Rengoku, neither of their gazes leaving the fifteen year-old running up the hill.
"Well, after you told me about her situation; I assumed she had good endurance and could sustain herself well. And not to forget! Her survival instinct most certainly does not fail her!" Rengoku chuckled with enthusiasm.
"When training with students who put their all into training; it's almost as if you can see the breathing style they are destined to become one with. Possibly in a couple of weeks, or perhaps days with the determination of young Y/N! We can see exactly what kind of style would belong to her." The dual-haired man mentioned excitedly.
"Really? I never knew that!" Mitsuri mumbled. She then crouched beside Rengoku. "Say, could you tell I was giving a different aura? That is then the aura flame breathing gives off."
"Why, of course my young tsuguko! Usually, flame breathers give off a strong, fiery aura! It can be quite intense to those who don't know it. I assume that is why young Y/N was so put off by my presence the other day. However, my dear tsuguko you never gave off that flame of fire in your heart!" Rengoku laughed heartily and looked at her. "You gave off only the most loving and bubbly aura! I could not feel any fire burning bright within you; well, that is the fire of a flame. Your drive proves otherwise though. What had driven you was your compassion for others and I admire that greatly! Love breathing truly is a beautifully unique style that fits you perfectly!" He bellowed.
