Kitsune no Akuryō - Under Maintenance

Enter: Kitsune

Konnichuwa mina! I am making all of these stories, and I'm sure that I won't be able to keep up with them all. I'll be trying for updating whenever I can, and by can, I mean when I'm not impeded by school, writer's block, or fight scenes (I hate those.). I hope that you enjoy this story.

    I awoke to an empty room and began meditating. Do not think of me as spiritual for my practice. I only do this because my superior requires it. Ever since I can remember, I have always had anger issues. No one has been able to quell them. Thus, Lord Danzo has supplied me with the remedy of meditation to calm my chakra each morning, each night, and after every fight. I find it neither relaxing nor boring. It is not the worst medicine which I have endured to contain my angry chakra.

    It is quite easy to meditate here. There are no other sounds unless one listens closely as I try to quiet my breathing. No snores erupt from the empty hammocks nearby because no one else has the permission or the audacity to bunk with me. Lord Danzo ordered that for my safety and that of my colleagues, I was to remain separate. My instructors quickly learned why after undertaking training sessions with me. My angry chakra would lash out against any and all ANBU as if I had an innate fear of them, which trust me, I wouldn't. I say that because once an instructor has trained with me and experiences my wild and unwieldy chakra, he backs down and advises all of his students to do the same.

    Now, instructors will only tutor me if it is required of them. That normally, only happens if Lord Danzo stands over them and tells them to do so. I am almost grateful to Lord Danzo for that. It gets lonely all by myself, but instructors, should they train me, always carry about with them those eyes. I don't know quite how to explain it, but I hate those eyes. Maybe, eyes of contempt.

    That is why I am the only one in my room. I am alright with it if I keep in mind that I can keep my family safe by staying away. It's a hard life to keep my distance and constantly be watching myself and my emotions as I interact with them, but I have become used to it.

    Now it is time for training in the Forest of Death. I know it sounds scary, but Danzo-sama instructed that I train here to improve my survival skills. He's had my best interest in mind since I can remember.

     Training with others has always been difficult due to my anger issues, so Danzo-sama has allowed me free reign in the Forest of Death. Of course, everything else also has free reign, so I've suffered my fair share of injuries, across my face and over my body. They earn me a lot of scolding and snarls when even I enter the compound proper, but the scars I've seen on other more experienced ninja cause no sneering and even lead to praise. Maybe because they gained them while actually out in the field when the danger is real while I've only gained mine through training in the village where it's safe.

     I ran my fingers over my bare scalp, ruffling the jet of blond down the middle, feeling more scars and groaned. How I wished to go out into the field. Then my scars would mean something, but that was why I was here training so that some day, Danzo-sama would find me worthy to send out on a mission for the good of the village.

    Of course, training is a little harder because no one is here to guide me through the correct moves. I have to think outside the box a little, and I also have to be a little careful. I'm in the Forest of Death after all, and as an eight year old I had to be careful of the wild animals so that neither I nor they got hurt. Who knew what would happen if I unleashed my chaotic chakra on those creatures? I shiver to consider that.

    In my training, I try to always imagine my "opponent" as faster or harder than the tree or the moving targets that I have set for myself. It makes things difficult, but I manage. I try to "out-think" my opponent in strategy and try all sorts of angles to throw shuriken and senbon. I had to constantly keep in mind my emotions as I trained. Sometimes I would just get into the regimen and lose myself. I could not do that.