Unusual Day [Solo]

That was a rare sight, a very rare sight. Ren Hyuga was training on the private property of the Hyuga clan’s main branch. The area was quite peaceful and had plenty of space. He was all by himself, shirtless and focused for a change, while he tried to concentrate in what he was about to do next.

He was holding a thin nylon line on his hand, the veins popping out the sides of his face as a clear sign of his active Byakugan, granting him a nearly 360 degrees view, except for the one blind spot behind his spine. He took a very deep breath and slowly released the line, sending a flurry of kunais coming from all directions. His eyes could see them all, there were a total of twelve of them. To most shinobi, escaping from such an attack, coming from all directions, would be borderline impossible, but thanks to his doujutsu, he could see them all in details.

His stance was that of the traditional Hyuga fighting style known as Gentle Fist, the deadliest taijutsu in the ninja world, some would say. Moving his body with grace, the boy began dodging the kunais with quite some skill, a scene most of his classmates would doubt should they witness that. ”Come on, Ren! You can’t slack off!” he thought to himself as he continued to move his body to avoid the kunais. They were not all released at the exact same time, thus making this exercise harder, as he had to be mindful not only of the current kunai approaching, but of the position his body would be at once he dodged it, considering the other kunais to come.

At the end of this drill, he managed to avoid most of them, but he did ger grazed by three and it made him bleed, although not much. His torso got some nasty scratches and he grimaced with the pain as he looked towards the main hall, where he could hear the sound of the sparring from there. ”Seems like dad is training as well…” he mused for a second as he grabbed a piece of cloth to wipe the blood from his wounds. They weren’t serious enough that he needed to see the doctor.

Ren dropped the cloth at the terrace of his house and with his free hand he grabbed the Hidden Leaf’s headgear.

A faint smile formed in his face as he stared at the headgear, the proof he was a Genin of the Leaf and, at the same time, a nice breeze sent some green leaves flying around him, reminding him of his duty towards his village. ”Okaa-san… I can still feel your presence around me. I know I’m not the most diligent ninja, but I will make sure to be strong enough to protect my friends and my family… Don’t worry about me, okay?” he thought to himself, feeling the happiness from the fond memories he carried in his heart.

He was taken from his inner thoughts by the sound of the very technique he aimed to master. ”Eight Trigrams: Rotation!” his father shouted from inside the training hall, sending a member of the secondary branch flying away. Ren’s eyes darted towards that direction and, for a second, they crossed his father’s active Byakugan. The two stared at one another, Hirohito’s expression unable to hide the surprise in seeing his son training, and Ren just smiling with happiness before he waved to him.

The Hyuga head nodded to his son in approval and then turned around to continue his training. As for Ren, he was done with it for now. As he tied the Leaf’s headgear around his head, his eyes gazed upon the horizon with a fiery determination. ”It is decided! Today’s meal is Ramen!” and with that new goal in mind, the boy put on his hoodie and darted towards Ichiraku.

It was just another day on his life, although a kind of rare one.