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Shadar ducked around the village. "Its happening again". Shadar wheezed. His voice was barly audilble but it was heard. He stopped before the edge of the forest of death. Shadar had a secret entrance into the forest and was there many times training and fighting the cursemark. He was there again. He walked around the tree trunks. His right hand was cupped around the mark again while his left was going numb. Small little letters were marked on them. They were almost like dried blood from a quill.
Shadar had taken a quill to his arm had signed a sealing jutsu on them from long ago when he was at the Grass Village.
Everytime shadar does not get a decent amount or any chakra from some one then then the curse activates. Against his will he wll rampage for a large amount of chakra. The curse bestows great power but it is uncontrollable. Shadar was in a state of between the two. He was himself but fighting for control of the body. The sealing was wearing off and control was slipping. Shadar had one last chance and he was trying it.
Concentrating all of his chakra into the sealing. When he was at his smallest amount left he used a jutsu called. "Ninja Art forced Sleep." Using the Jutsu he passed out in the forest waiting for his body to fight against the cursemark and to release his jutsu.

Taking a flat stone from his side, Hikiro chucked it across the water, watching it skip twice before 'plooking' into the dark water. He threw a few more before stopping. He stood up, walking onto the waters surface, weakly concentrating. It wouldn't bother him if he fell in... even though that wasn't really the point. He walked to the center of the lake and pressed his hands together as if in prayer. Releasing a massive amount of chakra into the water around him, he froze the lake. Hikiro continued to release more chakra, forcing a heavy fog onto the small surrounding area. With a final hand sign, Hikiro spun around, forcing the cloud away from him. All around were 180 Ice Mirrors. "I'm so close..." He began to walk over to a mirror, to enter it, but his body felt heavy. His eyes closing on him. "No, no, no. I'm so close..." He pressed his hand in, and to his relief entered the mirror. He could feel his chakra coming to its final reserve. He had only a few minutes left. He moved quickly, his image coming up identical on each mirror. He leapt out as if attacking someone with ferocious speed given by the mirrors. The teenager gave a weak smile as he could feel himself fall over in a daze. All around the mirrors began to crack and shatter slowly into thousands of ice splinters. The lake would stay frozen for a few more hours. He began to sleep. At least I know, I can pull it off for a short time. All he needed to do was sleep for a while. His last remembrance was swallowing a large blue pill to help recover faster.

Shadar awoke a few hours later. It was midnight and time was gone. The forest had blocked out the moonlight and it was eerie quiet. He walked slowly. His chakra ready and his Hydrokinesis has prepared as a loaded pistol. Shadar would be set into a kill if he heard a twig crack in the trees. Steadly he reached the gates and jumped over them. His cursemark had receded but his left arm still shown the sealling.
Approaching his house shadar walked though the stairs and got a drink of Herbal tea. It was calming to him and the cursemark. Then he reached under his bed and brought out a small cup of a cold red liquid. He drank it slowly. The cup was not filled with red tea but blood from his last slaughter. The blood held some of the chakra of the ninja. He drank the liquid and spat the blood back into the cup but the chakra was gone. He laid down onto the bed covered himself in some blankets removed his head band from his leg and placed it on the nightstand. Turning of the light he stared at the ceiling drifting in and out of a light sleep.

The next morning, Sakura got up from the bed and yawned. She slowly got up and brushed her teeth. Than she grabbed her head band and stepped out side as she put her head band on. Sakura went straight to the training area and started training.

Hikiro summoned up another mirror, hardly placing any chakra into it. He moved his right hand up, thumb; pinky; index finger closed in a circle. His pointer and middle fingers remained straight up. From out of the mirror, a spike grew forth, then separating into many smaller ones. He then moved his right hand palm down open. The mirror crashed down flat as if crushing a target. He repeated this, using several different attacks and techniques. Blasting water from the mirrors, growing weapons, moving the mirrors. The best he did was spin a mirror around his body in any direction before it broke. Summoning another, he cut it precisely with Glacier. The blade danced unrestrained. The mirror broke into several ornamental pieces. His eyes gave a glassy look as he summoned a jutsu to help sharpen and polish the sword. He sheathed it quickly.

He summoned another, this time simply looking at it. "My technique, won't fail..." His image shot up into the mirror as he stood in front of it. "It cannot fail." He spun around, the mirror shattering.

"Well, I have other ways of conserving chakra. For example, with my near, if not, perfect chakra control. I can use my jutsus with the minimal amount of chakra and not allow any to go to waste. Besides, the way defend usually consists of attacking." Heikaze said with a shrug as he stood up and moved to his pile of clothing and weapons that rested on the floor. "As for practice, I don't really care as long as they aren't civilians..."

Itachi slowly raised his eyelids from a dramatic blink. "Yes I have recieved orders. I am too await orders. Akatsuki is growing more and more expecting of my patience. We are not normal ninja, I have better ambitions to use my time on. Perhaps you have something of interest on your agenda Kisame..." he said in a passionate rant.