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*Waking from his bed, not even bothering to look at the payment he had left, he began his natural routine, with heading outside and collecting exactly five apples. Heading off towards the circle of boulders, he began to carve the last boulder, eating while he worked. It was not until just before noon when he finished and noticed a slight breeze.*

Hmmm.... it is a bit cold out here today, it is possible that a storm is coming.

*Not wanting to have boulders collapse, he took his shirt off once more and covered the ground around the dug in boulder at the bottom. This would ensure that most of the rain would not run into the crevice that was currently present around the base of the boulder. He continued his work, tying up vines in between the design holding the boulder firmly in place. His scent was able to smelt by any animal down wind of him, with beads of sweat beating off his face, he headed over to an area of recently dead trees. Picking from those with the strongest of wood, he chipped away a bit of the bark, marking them, for a later project. He than went inside as it was just about to rain, and he most definitely did not want to get sick. Being inside he saw that the fires of the Ho dojo still burned meaning the sensei still lived which was a great reprieve to him, though not certainly comforting. He wondered where he could be as it had been almost three weeks since he had arrived and even than the sensei was not present.*

This may take a while so I think I would be best continuing with strength training to keep my body in top form, and than when the sensei returns my lessons will be all the easier to learn.

*Entering his room, he closed the door, and placed the wooden sheet over it, and began to meditate in a futile attempt to try and contact the sensei of the Ho dojo.*

Well, atleast I have a while yet.

*He than began to continue to try and contact the sensei by just focusing on his spiritual being, in hope that the sensei would pick up on the fact that someone was looking for him, and he could contact him, as Dust had no means of actually telepathically speaking to the sensei, or locating him. He could just merely think of him, and his presence.*

*Tutsumi yawned softly as he moved a book from the bookcase, causing it to retract to the side and reveal an iron door. He placed his hand against it and waited for it to accept his prints. Once doing so, a small "Beep" was heard as the door was flung open. He walked in slowly and noticed that something was different...someone was here.*

Hmmm.

*Tutsumi heard the scurmiage of feet as he hovered above the ground by about half a foot, not allowing a sound to be made. His eyes blinked white for a moment before returning to their mystical seven colors. With the blink, he was able to scan the area with ease and found a little one hiding. A slight grin on his face, he slowly hovered his way towards him.*

*As he had been waiting up on wooden frame for some time now he decided that though it might not be the wisest course of action, he jumped down, allowing whoever was present in the dojo to know that he was here.*

And even though I walk through the valley of shadow and death, I shall fear no evil....

*He began to whisper as he slide open the door, and simply walked down the hall. Ignoring any who may be present in the dojo, he made his way towards the exit, waiting for his death to come if it was so wished.*

You walk me through green pastures, and prepare a feast before my enemies.....

This is it... my first step towards becoming a man.

*He closed his eyes, and he slide open the door to the exit of the dojo, in preparation for someone to stop him from exiting.*

*Not surprised by the turn of events, due to the location. He simply turned around and stuck out his tongue before saying.*

Hummph... well that's not very nice you know ... I'm going to have to fix that.

*Pointing at the door.*

You better fix it or I'll give you a mighty fine beat down.

*He said laughingly.*

I'm Dust, I've gone by many names, but Dust is what you can call me.

*Putting out his hand.*

Hope you can atleast show me where I can get some proper training in the elements, I'm getting kind of tired of training in taijutsu only. Perhaps some chakra training is in need.

*Putting his hand behind his back, and drawing two kunais, he quickly threw them at Tutsumi, laughing all the while.*

Teach me something, you seem well versed in the Lore of Fire, show me the true power of Din.

His hands shot down from the shadows above, reaching for the kunai. He caught them and pulled them back into the shadows, sighed, and hopped down. "A little violent." He said, shaking his head. He looked to Dust. "Dust is your name, eh?"

*The after effect slowly faded away as Tutsumi allowed himself to be seen behind Dust, a smile on his face with a malicious look in his which made him look like a demented serial killer.*

He raised an eyebrow and shrugged a bit. "Very well."