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Sihno hit his hand ON the ground and formed a small boulder around his arm. Then SHino lifted his arm up and hit the mace out of his way.Then the dirt fell apart from his arm. After that Shino did a set of hand seals and a portal appeared in front of him and Shino walked through.

Rianna walked around Hidden Leaf, then spotted the Academy. She walked over to the tree swing, and sat in it, her legs swinging slowly in the wind. She sighed, and started to think. Her former team mate was a chunnin, She didn't want to go back to the clan, and she was kicked from her cell. 'Great, just great... my life has officially gone down the hole.' Rianna sighed, and thought of the very few memories that she had while she was on the cell.

It took several more hours, during which Nemu woke up, had lunch, took another nap, then took a short walk, but eventually Shizune was done with work for the day. Nemu was waiting in the same spot she'd first asked, which was good, as neither of them had suggested a different meeting place.
"Well, let's get this over with, I don't want to use all of my free time teaching you. So pay attention, because I don't want to have to repeat myself."
"Hai! I'll do my best!"
With that on the table, Shizune led the way to a small open area, good for training, especially with projectiles. The area itself was basically just an open field, although there were walls on three sides as it was technically still within the main part of the village. Shizune set a target up on one side, a distance of only ten feet, and opened the packet, revealing dozens of small needles.
"We'll start with the Fukumikuchi Hari, or Needle Spit. It's a pretty simple technique, yet it is still a good surprise so it is definitely worth picking up."
Shizune explained the basics of the technique. She explained how Nemu would be able to hide needles in her mouth, then spit or blow them at an opponent to great effect, especially if the needles were poisoned. The only risk that the technique really posed was the needles themselves, an untrained ninja could poke themselves and get poisoned, or even inhale too sharply and swallow them. Not to mention that a good degree of lung pressure was required to achieve any good distance from the needles' flight.
Shizune then demonstarted the technique, showing how to hide needles in the sides of the mouth between the teeth and lips, and how to use the tongue to bring them to the fore. Then, with a practiced exhalation, she sent the needles flying at the target, peppering it with marks. She pointed out these needles were not poisoned, only a fool would teach a novice such a skill with poison on the needles.
Nemu listened intently, she knew enough about poison not to underestimate it, that it could swing the tide of battle in an instant, letting even a weaker person triumph over a much stronger adversary. She didn't really want to hurt anyone, especially since she still hoped to one day become a medic-nin, but the needles didn't have to be poisoned, did they? They could have tranqulizers, the technique could be used while the hands were busy during surgery or something, couldn't they?
(Fukumikuchi Hari: 2/3)

Nemu didn't have long to feel happy or sad at her questionable succes at the Fukumikuchi Hari. Shizune didn't waste any time in telling her she'd teach her one other technique, and that would have to be it, she was very busy after all.
"And this technique is even more dangerous than the Fukumikuchi Hari, so pay attention as though your life depends on it. Because it does."
"Uh, um, okay... I'll be extra-special careful!"
Shizune sighed at that, Nemu didn't sound very serious. But she didn't want to waste time, so she just went into the next series of lessons. Dokugiri, the poison breath technique. Stronger than the Fukumikuchi Hari, it didn't rely on needles, it actually created toxic gas that could be exhaled in your opponent's face to poison them, or it could even be used as a smokescreen to escape when you were in danger. More adaptable, more powerful, and much more of a risk to use. Even a yelp of surprise could make the user inhale the gas and kill themselves, it required an absolute level of concentration.
Nemu felt depressed when she heard that last part. With her narcolepsy, she couldn't guarantee her breathing at the best of times, how much more dangerous this technique would be to her! But she didn't say anything, both to not interrupt Shizune, and so that she could still learn it. Even if she dared not use it, it could still be useful to know.
(Dokugiri: 1/8 )

Shizune continued to espouse the dangers inherent in this technique, so much so that Nemu began to almost grow bored. She caught herself just before she yawned, she could just imagine the effect that would have had on Shizune! But eventually Shizune moved on to the practical part of the lesson, the actual method of performing it.
"The first step that you need to know for this technique is how to create the poison gas. You need to gather chakra in your mouth and lungs, then use a precise combination of hand seals to alter your breath's nature into a toxic gas. If you mess even one sign up, the combination could be worthless, or worse, more harmful to you than your opponent. Memorize these signs."
Shizune did a combination of signs quickly, too quickly for Nemu to catch them all. Shizune noticed this, sighed, and did the combination again, a fair bit slower. This time Nemu was able to see them all, and she did her utmost to burn them into her memory.
(Dokugiri: 2/8 )

Nemu tried to perform the hand seals, but Shizune was a very strict teacher in this regard. She was too slow, her finger was crooked, she was too uneven, her left hand wasn't low enough! It just went on and on, she couldn't seem to get it right enough for her. She grew frustrated, and remembered Sagi's lessons with the leaves. She used that same feeling on contentment and control she had felt that time, closed her eyes, and performed the seals.
"Finally! I was beginning to think you were hopeless! Do it again."
Nemu sighed, and di the seals again. And again. And again. Shizune had her repeat them until her fingers had nearly gone numb. Finally, after she'd done the hand seals perfect at least fifty times in a row, Shizune finally moved on to the next step. The interaction of chakra on breath. This was another lecture-based lesson, telling Nemu precisely how to use her chakra for the seals to transform her breath into poison. Nemu found the lesson interesting, if not a bit repetitive. Shizune made sure to cover every possible facet of the matter, so that it was extremely unlikely Nemu would be able to find a question to ask that hadn't already been answered. As such, when the lesson was done, Nemu felt she knew enough that she could attempt the jutsu. But even though she felt confident, Shizune still told her to refrain from trying it yet, she hadn't finished the lesson.
(Dokugiri: 3/8 )

Nemu felt Shizune might be a little too hesitant or protective, but she was the master of the technique, after all. So she acquiesced, and got ready to listen to the rest of the lesson. Only to be surprised when Shziune invited her to run with her.
"Come on, just a quick thirty laps around the village. And every time you have to stop to catch your breath, you'll regret it."
Nemu was already nervous enough aroudn Shizune that the threat, even if it were idle, still sounded plenty real enough for her. She limbered up, stretching her muscles really good, checking the weights in her leggings. She'd almost forgotten about them, hopefully they wouldn't cause her to nearly wipe herself out again like the last time.
She didn't have any more time to wonder about it; Shizune was already gone, dashing off into the distance. Nemu hurriedly got to her feet and set off after Shizune, trying to keep her in her sights at all times. It wasn't easy, Shizune seemed in great shape for primarily having an 'inside job'. She already lost sight of her teacher a few times in their first circuit of the village, and by the third lap, she couldn't even catch a glimpse of her any more.
(Dokugiri: 4/8 )

Nemu's breathing had gone ragged; she hadn't even finished her eighth lap yet. Her arms had begun to flap at her sides a little, and her running rhythm had atrophied to a horrible level. Still she kept going. At least her legs were holding up okay, proof that she was getting at least a little stronger.
By the time she'd finished the ninth lap, she had to admit it. She needed to stop and catch her breath. Still nervous about Shizune's warning, nonetheless she had to take the risk. Coming to a stop, she leaned against a building, gasping air in large mouthfuls. She wiped sweat from her brow, and delighted in a chance cool breeze, then finally felt ready to press on.
The last two laps weren't so bad, at least compared to the ninth. She felt her heart beating, her legs were still barely holding their own, and she felt horrible tired, but she was hanging on. Finally, the twelth lap was finished. She lurched back to the training field Shizune had selected, and crashed to a stop, collapsing onto the ground wearily.
"I told you you'd regret it if you had to catch your breath. And yet you did. Are you prepared for what happens next?"
"Um, *gulp*... I *yawn*... Yes, I am."
Since there was no way she could deny having taken a break, Nemu figured the safest way out was fessing up to the truth. What was the worst that could happen, anyways?
(Dokugiri: 5/8 )

"Kyah!!"
Nemu gasped as ice-cold spikes ran through her entire body. What the?! What had happened? She sat up with a start, and caught on when water dripped down her face. Looking around, she saw Shizune holding a bucket and smiling. Was that a malicious smile, or an innocent one?
"I told you you'd regret it, didn't I? Now let's continue, dry yourself up and make it quick."
Nemu caught the towel Shizune tossed her and began to wipe her face off, wringing water out of her hair and clothes, shivering a little. That had been a pretty mean method of punishment! Especially since she had just about fallen asleep right then, too! Grumbling silently, she finsihed and got to her feet. Her clothes were damp, but she'd have to deal with it. Hopefully she wouldn't catch a cold.
"All better? Okay, now what you needed to learn from that run was lung capacity. With a weak lung capacity, you could end up breathing the poison out so weakly that it stays right in your face. I want you to go on a run as often as you can, exercise your lungs and build up your capacity."
(Dokugiri: 6/8 )

Nemu listened closely, so there had been a reason for all that running. She was still exhausted, but that ice-cold bath had woken her up right away, she was ready to continue. Shizune was finally ready to demonstrate the technique, moving off to the side downwind so the poison wouldn't reach Nemu except by the most radical of flukes.
Nemu watched as Shizune performed the hand seals perfectly, inhaled deeply, held it, then exhaled a thick cloud of dark, toxic looking gas. It billowed in front of her filling a medium-sized area with it's darkness until it finally began to dissipate. It took a fair bit of time, during which the both of them had to keep their distance from the cloud so they didn't get a lungful of it.
Finally, once the air was clear, Shizune turned to Nemu to give her one last set of instructions.
"Okay, you'll be attempting it shortly. Remember everything I told you, and you should probably survive. But first, do some deep-breathing exercises to get a little extra lung capacity."
Nemu did as she was told, breathing deeply in, holding it, then exhaling. She did this again and again, trying to breath in a little deeper each time, trying to find an equilibrium in her lungs to let her breathe deeply without having to consciously will it.
(Dokugiri: 7/8 )

Finally, Shizune said she'd done enough, it was time for her to try it. They checked the wind, and switched positions, with Nemu moving downwind of Shizune, while leaving enough open air around her in all directions to allow her to escape in any direction should the wind change. She shook her hands to limber them up a bit, adjusted her stance into a balanced pose, and did a few practice breaths.
Now! Nemu did the hand seals, focusing intently on them to avoid messing up, hitting them as near to perfect as a novice could. She breathed deeply, held it, and felt the chakra transform the breath inside her. Opening her mouth, she exhaled as much and as fast as she could, catching herself from stopping to cry in delight as she saw a dark cloud erupt from her lips. It swelled and grew, until finally she had no more breath to give. She nearly inhaled right there and then, but remembered Shizune's pointer to step back before doing so. Otherwise she'd just take some of the poison inside herself, and that certainly wasn't smart. Continuing to move back, she circled around towards Shizune, who stared at the cloud in surprise.
"Well, you didn't die. Great job, I'm a little surprised. Just be careful with that jutsu, never get careless with it. Come back again if you ever need more help."
With a smile and a pat on the shoulder, Shizune turned away, mumbling about wasting all her free time on a no-talent little kunoichi. A kunoichi with potential. Nemu heard that last part and smiled. Watching her poison cloud waft into nothingness, she thought today had been a pretty good day.
(Dokugiri: 8/8 complete! )

Tsunade-hime! There you are, I've been looking all over for you! Come on, you've got work to do!"
"Aw, come on, just let me recoup some of my losses first."
"No, that'll take forever! Let's go!"
"Shizune, your voice sounds different, are you okay?"
"What? No, it's nothing."
"Well, I'm not leaving."
Nemu frowned, how in the world could she convince her? If tsunade didn't leave, she wouldn't be able to teach her, and all this would be a big waste! Wait, maybe she still had an option. But it was rather risky, there was no guarantee it would even work. Sitting down at the table, Nemu pulled out her coinpurse, glad she'd remembered to bring it.
"Then how about this. I'll face you in a single game of dice. If you win, you can stay, if I win, you come with me. Deal?"
Tsunade thought about it for a moment. She knew she had horrible luck at betting, but that hadn't stopped her from accepting bets before. She couldn't really resist the challenge. Finally, she agreed. But she got to shake the dice. Nemu agreed easily enough, that would probably work better for her, since Tsunade's bad luck would probably be even stronger that way.
(Nervous System Confusion: 4/6)

Nemu watched with bated breath as Tsunade gathered the dice and slid them into the cup. All her plans depended on this single roll. She had to make her guess, and hope she was right. As Tsunade shook the cup, Nemu made her decision.
"Okay, I say it'll be even!"
"Then I'll take odd. Here we go!"
Finally, Tsunade slammed the cup against the table, mouth down, hitting the dice against the surface. Everyone went quiet as they waited to see what the result was. Nemu felt her heart beating harder as she watched and waited.
Finally, Tsunade lifted the cup, revealing the pair of dice on the table. A moment of silence, as everyone added the numbers together. At the last instant, Nemu had covered her face with her hands, not being able to look. Finally, she peeked out, looking at the dice with trepidation. There was a two, and a... six? She'd did it!
"Shoot! Fine, fine, let's go, but I'm coming back tomorrow!"
Nemu smiled and nodded, just relieved that she had managed to win, that she'd get to continue her training. She followed Tsunade out of the gambling hall, and down the road a short distance. But then Tsunade turned to face her, a serious look on her face.
(Nervous System Confusion: 5/6)

"You aren't Shizune, who are you?"
Nemu panicked for an instant as Tsunade accused her. Of course she was right, but how had she known?! Should she come clean, release the jutsu and explain her situation? But what if Tsunade just went back into the gambling hall, she wouldn't be able to trick her again. Oh well, she already seemed to know, might as well fess up to it. Nemu released the jutsu, showing Tsunade her true form.
She explained why she'd been looking for Tsunade, what she'd hoped to accomplish, how she'd known to find her, everything. After hearing what Nemu said, Tsunade remained silent for a time, making Nemu more and more nervous. Just when she thought she couldn't handle it anymore, she finally spoke up.
"Alright, I'll teach you. You did win the bet, after all."
"Thank you!"
Tsunade led Nemu to one of the small training fields that were usually used by the Academy, but was currently empty. The ground was beaten smooth by thousands of footsteps, packed hard but not too hard. Tsunade explained the technique, not spending as long as either Sagi or Shizune, just covering the basics. The Nervous System Confusion technique was pretty simple, just hard to actually master. Using chakra, you gathered it in your hand, using seals to convert it to a sharp small shock of electricity. If you hit your opponent at the base of the neck with that hand, it would scramble their nervous system, making them a sitting duck for a short moment while they sorted themselves out. That would give you a prime opportunity to attack or escape, or really anything else you wanted.
She demonstarted the technique on Nemu, and laughed as Nemu's feeble attempts at remaining upright were ultimately futile, as her limbs were all messed up. Then she showed Nemu another example without Nemu being hit again, and Nemu felt she'd gotten it. Tsunade refused to let herself be hit by the attack, but watched Nemu's attempt and pronounced it satisfactory.
Nervous System Confusion: 6/6)

Nemu was thinking of asking Tsunade to teach her another technique, but it was getting late and she felt a little peckish. So instead she asked if she'd be able to get some more teaching later. Tsunade agreed, so Nemu bid her farewell for the nonce and wandered into the main part of the village. She tried to think of what she felt like having for lunch, when she saw a bit of an odd sight. Someone was walking towards her from the direction of the edge of the village, where the docks were. It seemed to be a visitor, or at least a person she'd never met before.
She probably would have walked past them and continued on her way, but they apparantly had other ideas. Standing in front of her, she was treated to a rather pitiable look and a request for food. She was already on her way to lunch, so she thre caution to the wind and decided to go ahead and treat this fellow she'd not even learned the name of yet.
"Well, I don't have any food on me, but I was *yawn* on my way to lunch, I suppose I could treat you. My name's *yawn* Nonohara Nemu, what's yours?"
(Shadow Sewing: 1/11)

"Well, I'm very pleased to meet you, Yari. And I'd be *yawn* glad to treat you to lunch, you do some to be a *yawn* guest to the Village Hidden in the Leaves"
Nemu saw him blush a little and very nearly did the same herself. Was he blushing because of her? Nobody had ever remarked on her looks before. Sure, they noticed her inability to dependably stay awake, or her ability to fall asleep at the drop of a hat, but never her looks. She wasn't really sure how to react if that was what it meant. To help distract herself, she looked around, trying to decide what might be a good place to stop at for a late lunch. She'd already had ramen, maybe something a little more substantial? Or maybe she could let her guest decide? He probably didn't know where any of the restaurants were, but if he knew what he wanted, then that would probably work.
"So, um, what do you *yawn* feel like having?"
(Shadow Sewing: 2/11)