[Senju Hitsujii]

Can I see your panties?

Hitsujii creeped out of the Senju stronghold late in the night. He left his shinobi armour behind so to not wake anyone or give himself away to the guards. Dressed in only a black kimono shirt and black shorts. The boy would sneak into to one of the retired training grounds away from prying eyes. He begin his usual routine, starting with a good stretch Hitsujii would do his warms up. He had only been a D class shinobi for a little amount of time but knew he couldn’t get comfortable at current skill.

Finishing up his warms up with Push-ups, Hitsujii would stand to his feet and close his eyes. Immediately, he could see himself face to face with Gyuki, a monstrous beast of living chakra. Smiling the boy would ask something he had never done since becoming a Jinchuriki. “I want some of your chakra” the boy said firmly. Gyuki who was unaware the boy had come to talk of his own accord, moved its large head down to the boy’s Level. “Your body wouldn’t be able to withstand even a small bit of my chakra” the beast paused and Hitsujii walked into its muzzle. The beast reared it head back up, taking the boy with him. “There are other abilities you can try to master before my chakra….Master them then I'll let you have a taste of my chakra” Gyuki said before forcefully sending Hitsujii back to reality.

The boy screamed. “WHAT OTHER ABILITIES!?” Hitsujii, forced himself back into his mind's world. His eyes peered into the black darkness that was his minds inner world. “What the…”he paused as Gyuki's monstrous eyes blinked into existence “old bull?” Hitsujii said with uncertainty. Standing from the ground, Hitsujii could feel Gyuki's presence. “If you want my chakra so bad, show me your determination and strength. Only a strong will can hope to over come my strength” Hitsujii knew within his heart that Gyuki was dead serious.

The large circular, pupilless eyes would shrink as Gyukii manipulated its sized to be about the size of an adult male. When the alteration was complete, the surrounding inner world would come to life with light. Gyukii illuminated the world, shedding light on a large field of open grassland that went as far as the eye could see. It was one of Gyuki's memories from his time as a bull and his own interpretation of their connected minds. Without so much as a peep, Gyuki rammed the boy with it’s snout. Being extra careful not to impel the boy’s conscious as it would wipe it away should he die here.

In reality, Hitsujii stood within the middle of the training field his eye blank. His own chakra supply fluctuated abnormally as the events took place within his head. At the moment Hitsujii was relatively safe, however his chakra signature fluctuated from immense to barely a blimp on the chakra radar. This had not gone unnoticed by the Senju clan, who had many talented sensor Shinobi. Luckily for Hitsukii his clan members were quite a ways way doll from him. Sensor however were Homing in on his location, not understanding exactly what was going on with the step child of the Senju clan.

Within the confines of his mind, Hitsujii’s body went flying across the soft grass tumbling and rolling. Gyuki crept closer, “you are gifted Hitsujii but you do not posses the will not drive to use even a small portion of my chakra. Hell, you don't even know why you want to be a Shinobi” Gyuki's words stung as they reached the boy's ears. The beast was right, Hitsujii didn't know why he wanted to be a Shinobi. Before joining the Senju clan, he roamed Hi no kuni with Gyuki, learning a small bit of ninjutsu to stay alive.

“I want to be a legendary ninja! Someone who isn't seen as an outcast or a burden!” Hitsujii said activating the Rock Fist Jutsu before jumping and aiming a hard punch at the beast. Gyuki stopped the first with a lone tentacle, pushing Hitsujii back with great force. The boy hit the ground hard, bouncing twice before coming to a stop. The force from the impact caused Hitsujii's corporal body to arch in pain, sending a wave of chakra throughout the training field.

Hitsujii had no real place in the world, no identity…. He wanted to gain the power and status to claim his own name, becoming a legend. The type of ninja people would remember throughout the eras. He stood up from the grassy plain and wiped blood from a cut above his eye. Although this version of him was intangible, his corporeal form was under duress. It twisted and snapped, contorted and tensed, making the boy look like a living statue. His chakra sparked around his body, sending flashes of brilliant blue throughout the dark forest.

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MADE BY ★MEULK OF GS