The road to becoming a master of weapons wasn't easy, and because Itome had little time left before the Raikage event would start, he knew that he would need to make his training more intense. The Jounin woke up extremely early, at four in the morning, with no shirt and only some pink boxers. He did not suffer from any morning tiredness, as he was simply too good for that.
Itome threw off his large, blue blanket, and hopped off of his bed, managing to land directly on his blue sandals. He then proceeded to head to the bathroom to perform his daily routine. As he picked up his red toothbrush, he put some toothpaste on it, began brushing, and thought about the tournament a bit.
I definitely know a few Jounin who are joining. I'm sure from the analysis I had about the Kaguya, he will be joining. I'm looking forward to fighting him..even if my Sharingan isn't fully developed, it should be enough to avoid his Taijutsu. At this point, I think it'll benefit me more to focus on my combat specialties.
He was looking forward to copying any jutsu that would be available in the tournament. Especially that Roku...what kind of abilities did he possess?
Once he was finished with brushing his teeth, he placed it back in its brush holder, throwing some mouthwash in his mouth, gargling it for a few seconds, and spitting it back on the sink. He would then proceed to take his sandals off along with his boxers, and went into the shower, which took about ten minutes. He exited the shower, the bathroom foggy and wet from condensation. Each step of his sandals made a splash sound. It was kind of amusing, honestly.
Once he was back in his room, he headed to the drawers, extracting some boxers from them, an orange one. Draping his towel over a special pole in his room made for towels, he would proceed to put his boxers on, and got a white t-shirt from the drawer which he also placed on himself. Itome then made his way to the closet, twisting its wooden knobs and opening it.
"Now, what should I wear. Decisions, decisions..."
He scratched his chin..he had to look stylish while training, after all. His eyes scanned the closet, looking for clothes that would give him the most amount of style, until he finally said..
"Fuck it."
Itome quickly took a blue Gi, chastising himself for thinking about fashion when he had training to do. Once this was on, Itome was now ready to leave the house and begin his training. The Uchiha left, the morning sky still dark, with no one still up during these ungodly hours. His weapons were on him. His sword was in its black and gold sheath on his back, while his kunai were on a holster on his right hip.
Itome, like usual decided not to use the Uchiha training fields, annoyed by his clan members constantly belittling him because he didn't have three tomoe. Honestly, he was thinking of murdering them all. But he decided against that...it would blow his cover as a ninja without skill.
As he was walking down a dirt road that lead to one of Kumogakure's many training fields, he began pondering if he was slacking off too much. Maybe he was just too comfortable with his power..
I've been reading these past few days, when I have to fight Yuuki! What the hell is wrong with me? I can't go to sleep. I HAVE to make up for those lost days..
He arrived at the training field, and stood in front of a rock four times his size, withdrawing his blade.
I have to be able to cut through anything...cut through Roku's bones, cut through Yuuki's senju beast...I am the strongest Uchiha ever, and I will NOT lose to someone from another clan!
WC: 658
Upgraded Weaponry to Master from Adept 3
Itome threw off his large, blue blanket, and hopped off of his bed, managing to land directly on his blue sandals. He then proceeded to head to the bathroom to perform his daily routine. As he picked up his red toothbrush, he put some toothpaste on it, began brushing, and thought about the tournament a bit.
I definitely know a few Jounin who are joining. I'm sure from the analysis I had about the Kaguya, he will be joining. I'm looking forward to fighting him..even if my Sharingan isn't fully developed, it should be enough to avoid his Taijutsu. At this point, I think it'll benefit me more to focus on my combat specialties.
He was looking forward to copying any jutsu that would be available in the tournament. Especially that Roku...what kind of abilities did he possess?
Once he was finished with brushing his teeth, he placed it back in its brush holder, throwing some mouthwash in his mouth, gargling it for a few seconds, and spitting it back on the sink. He would then proceed to take his sandals off along with his boxers, and went into the shower, which took about ten minutes. He exited the shower, the bathroom foggy and wet from condensation. Each step of his sandals made a splash sound. It was kind of amusing, honestly.
Once he was back in his room, he headed to the drawers, extracting some boxers from them, an orange one. Draping his towel over a special pole in his room made for towels, he would proceed to put his boxers on, and got a white t-shirt from the drawer which he also placed on himself. Itome then made his way to the closet, twisting its wooden knobs and opening it.
"Now, what should I wear. Decisions, decisions..."
He scratched his chin..he had to look stylish while training, after all. His eyes scanned the closet, looking for clothes that would give him the most amount of style, until he finally said..
"Fuck it."
Itome quickly took a blue Gi, chastising himself for thinking about fashion when he had training to do. Once this was on, Itome was now ready to leave the house and begin his training. The Uchiha left, the morning sky still dark, with no one still up during these ungodly hours. His weapons were on him. His sword was in its black and gold sheath on his back, while his kunai were on a holster on his right hip.
Itome, like usual decided not to use the Uchiha training fields, annoyed by his clan members constantly belittling him because he didn't have three tomoe. Honestly, he was thinking of murdering them all. But he decided against that...it would blow his cover as a ninja without skill.
As he was walking down a dirt road that lead to one of Kumogakure's many training fields, he began pondering if he was slacking off too much. Maybe he was just too comfortable with his power..
I've been reading these past few days, when I have to fight Yuuki! What the hell is wrong with me? I can't go to sleep. I HAVE to make up for those lost days..
He arrived at the training field, and stood in front of a rock four times his size, withdrawing his blade.
I have to be able to cut through anything...cut through Roku's bones, cut through Yuuki's senju beast...I am the strongest Uchiha ever, and I will NOT lose to someone from another clan!
WC: 658
Upgraded Weaponry to Master from Adept 3