five days late, but who's counting?
Who: Yoruichi and Naruto
When: early Sunday morning! (backdated lykewhoa)
Where: good question.
Summary: LET THE NINJA TRAINING BEGIN!
Warnings: will add as needed but otherwise general butt-kicking and badassery?
The sun was just coming up and Naruto had already been there for well over an hour, warming up and doing laps. If anything can be admired about Naruto, it's his motivation and determination.
His face was set as he glared at nothing in particular while doing his usual routine, and instead of huffing from exertion he carefully controlled his breathing so that it would almost appear that this was of no effort at all, all the running and push-ups and jumping...
Naruto had hardly slacked on keeping in shape in his time in the Port, but the SERO failure had been a crippling blow to his already shaky confidence. He did his best to not let it show how terribly overwhelmed he was with everyone's expectations for him to be some great hero...when by the time he remembered that he WAS one, he had changed so much...
He hoped finding a teacher would help him get back on track, more in reminding him of the "right" way to think and act and feel than anything actually to do with techniques or combat. This was all he was thinking as he pressed himself harder and sweat furiously while waiting for Yoruichi; that he had to become again the hero everyone remembered.
He had to. He had to.
When: early Sunday morning! (backdated lykewhoa)
Where: good question.
Summary: LET THE NINJA TRAINING BEGIN!
Warnings: will add as needed but otherwise general butt-kicking and badassery?
The sun was just coming up and Naruto had already been there for well over an hour, warming up and doing laps. If anything can be admired about Naruto, it's his motivation and determination.
His face was set as he glared at nothing in particular while doing his usual routine, and instead of huffing from exertion he carefully controlled his breathing so that it would almost appear that this was of no effort at all, all the running and push-ups and jumping...
Naruto had hardly slacked on keeping in shape in his time in the Port, but the SERO failure had been a crippling blow to his already shaky confidence. He did his best to not let it show how terribly overwhelmed he was with everyone's expectations for him to be some great hero...when by the time he remembered that he WAS one, he had changed so much...
He hoped finding a teacher would help him get back on track, more in reminding him of the "right" way to think and act and feel than anything actually to do with techniques or combat. This was all he was thinking as he pressed himself harder and sweat furiously while waiting for Yoruichi; that he had to become again the hero everyone remembered.
He had to. He had to.