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((Wait I thought that the other area was just... okay nvmd thanks for the heads up... sorry cobra...))

Hearing the slight proclamation as he walked slowly towards the two, Taki almost felt a smile creep up as he saw that the boy had been coronated as a stage one master of the daidoumyaku style. He bowed to Daichi sensei again, and then to the boy. "Congratulations are in order for the young master then I suppose?" He asked, his monotonous voice a bit less flat now. He crossed his arms and stared down at the boy. He took in every inch of the boy's features, and took extra note of his similarities to Nomayashi. (He is your uncle...) "I am Taki Hatsu, and I shall be your new instructor. I have something I wish to show you, but first, I must know your name, and why you came here to learn the style in the first place. Only then May we continue down the path I have set for us to tread." He may sound a bit pushy, but Taki was much more definite in the way he spoke, to the point, sometimes even harsh, and without any form of softness. This is why he is co head of the anbu when the time arises, and also part of why he wishes to take a student under his wing. If the boy was indeed the child he hoped for, he would teach him to be a great ninja.. and what it meant to carry such a title. As he awaited the boy's answer, he no longer held interest in anything else.

The boy's responses had reminded him not only of what used to be his best friend, the boy with the golden hair, but of his brother Daichi. He sighed heavily, which could be both good and bad when Taki was expelling the air, but he indeed did feel slightly inclined to him. But to give him a representation of what a real master could do, and why he should keep a level of respect, he moved to the proper angle of the dummy, and kicked towards it, his form nearly flawless, yet somehow identical to Tensa's. The dummy not only lit up, but split down the middle as a result of the air that flew towards it. "Young master indeed. If a liar is what you are, than maybe training you is a good idea. I could make an honest man out of you yet," he responded to the smart alack remark he had heard. He tapped his shoulder and craned his neck. Weather or not he knew it, Tensa had just made himself into a ninja through his sideways wit. He showed numerous qualities that a ninja needs, including quick learning and thinking on his feet. While most would consider the disreaspect bad, Taki saw the good in the situation, another trait he had that his brother did not. You are going to regret this. Jin thought, and Taki heard.

He lead the boy to the monk that guarded the entrance to the open courtyard, and he bowed to him yet again. Speaking in code, Taki whispered something incoherent to him. It was there he would train the young man into a ninja, a weapon, a shadow. And hopefully, when Taki was done, he would find his student to be a friend as well, even though he would rarely tell him so. The monk let the two through, eyeing the boy a bit longer than Taki, but still politely nodding his head to him as a sign of friendliness. [To the courtyard.]

Tsubasa nodded as teh masters intsructions were to focus on defense. He crouched down in his horse stance. He hated doing that. It made him very low to the ground, which he didn't really like to do. He liked to be easily moving to dodge attacks. As the master threw the first shuriken, he held his Kunai in the reverse poistion, and totally missed the block, getting hit in the stomach. That sucked quite a bit. He was then hit in the left forearm, the right leg, and Tsubasa realized that he needed to fcous. He slashed at another shuriken, but got hit in the forehead. That sucked. Two more came, one after the other, and he took to lucky swipes, blocking both of them. Tsubasa hoped that would be good enough.

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Tsubasa watched with admiration as the master easily performed the technique. This was the power of the great pulse fist, so it seemed. Tsubasa walked up to the dummy, but a few feet back from it. He wanted to get a feel for using palm strikes again first, like a warm up. He dropped down into his horse stance, which was still very um comfortable. He then proceeded to do a palm strike over and over with his right hand, thrusting about a foot infront of the dummy. Tsubasa now felt well practiced, and stepped up to the training dummy. The master of the style seemed to have very low expectations for his students. Tsubasa wanted to change that, he wanted to show that he was better than the other students. He could be a prodigy and folkhero among his people that he swore to protect no matter what. He took off his blue jacket and got into his horse stance. With his right hand, he performed a palm strike at the center of the dummy, and no doubt failed at doing the skill correctly the first time. He was off, there was no ding, and no bright eyes. Tsubasa frowned.

Tsubasa had now changed into a very delighted smile. He had made a little progress, and it was now time to finish up with this. He now had to learn the most important part of the style, sound wave manipulation. Tsubasa launched a couple of palm strikes, making the eyes light up on the dummy. He was ready to figure this last part. Tsubasa tensed his mucles up and palm struck the dummy, but there was no ding. That was odd. Tsubasa could of sworn he was doing the attack correctly. Now, he just had to focus all of his mucle control. He had to vibrate the muscles in his right arm to the point of shaking. He began to tense, and could feel his striking arm vibrate. Good. Tsubasa struck the dummy, causing the eyes to light up with a ding! Yes! Tsubasa stood up and faced his sensei. He was done.

Tsubasa was very happy that his master was impressed with him. Now, with these techniques, he had a way to protect those he loved. He could now actually hold his own in a fight with a foe, by using his Great Pulse Fist. Granted, any Gennin could take him out, but he would go down fighting. He listened closely to his sensei's speech. "yes, I understand."