Solo Stat Training [Closed]

It was a cool evening, the sun had just set and a light breeze had settled in for the night. It wasn't unusual for the 18 year old Bankai to be wandering the streets at about that time. He liked to just roam and get a feeling for the city before heading home for the night. Some would ask him if his parents knew he was out this late. Normally Bankai would be get upset when asked about his family, but when asked about his parents he always clammed up and became cold. This was one of those nights.

Bankai had been walking back to his residence when a woman about 30 stopped him. "Do your parents know your out so late young man?" He didn't answer. When the woman had walked up he had been lost in thought as usual, enjoying the calm atmosphere of the village. However, after she asked about his parents Bankai knew his youthful face would always fool people into thinking he was younger than he really was. This woman looked a lot like what he remembered the girl in the lab floating in her tank next to him looking like. Tears formed in his mind because his eyes refused to give in to the sensation from the pain his blow had caused as well as the memories that flooded his mind. It was while in this haze of memories that he had ran into a building. Not bothering to look around, he just went to the back and took the first empty seat. Tho in the smokey haze of a pub who would notice?

It was probably one of the calmer Hannagakure nights. The sun had barely set when the Soldier noticed a light breeze ruffling his short hair a bit. The man was dressed in a white button-up shirt, red pants, and a black cloak covering himself. To his left hip was his normal katana and strapped to his back, also concealed under the fabric of the large billowing cloak, was his most prized of weaponry. The legendary Purgatory. Syn often found himself waking along the streets whenever he was bored or just felt like a walk would be nice, so it wasn't unusual for him to see others doing the same.

He walked at a nice pace; not too fast or too slow. The Soldier passed through crowds so seamlessly he would've been hard to make out. One of Saka's greatest assets had always been his ability to be both stealthy and deceiving, he could hide in plain sight and you'd never know. His eyes scanned the surroundings until he came across a pub, First and Last Bar. It had been quite a while since the last time Saka had visited this place.


Eh, what harm could it do?

With that in mind, Saka entered without hesitation and took up one of the rarely available seats a bit across from a kid he had noticed earlier, but did not notice anymore as his back was too him. Saka blade on his left hip and the one on his back began to be increasingly noticeable as he sat down, though he paid it no mind.

Bankai could feel himself starting to sink into a dark depression. 'I need to pull myself out of this. Its been so many years so why can't i just let this go?' He shook his head hard trying to shake free of the dark memories that plagued him. Even with the world spinning he noticed as a man wearing a black coat and some red pants past him by, sparing a glance. Bankai watched as the man moved across the room and too a seat a little ways from him. With his back turned ,and with his coat having ridden up when he sat, Bankai could see that the man was armed with two blades. Tho he could make out the types of blades due to his inexperience with them.

The Lieutenant sat there for a while eyes just kind of watching those blades. For some reason his mind had turned at that point to day dreaming. Maybe it was some sort of coping mechanism or maybe just boredom.

"Just going to be another one of those nights I guess."

Still sitting on the chair of the bar simply daydreaming, Saka absentmindedly pick up a joint from out of his pocket, before which giving the owner a mischievous smirk. The owner responded in kind. Saka and the owner of this bar held a long history of friendship and mutual ideals. Putting the joint to his mouth, the incognito Soldier held it between both his right index and middle finger before heating up his left index, as was apart of his innate abilities, and apply it to the end of it. He took a large, but slow drag and sat back, blowing a large cloud into the air as he simply killed some time.

Eerily, however, Saka felt he was being watched from somewhere behind him. Smirking and then quickly regaining his composure he stayed put. However, his ears perked at the faint sound of a voice saying,"Just going to be another one of those nights i guess".

Saka had always retained an almost extrasensory type of hearing due to his large and faithful years meditating. However, not knowing who exactly said it in a bar like such, he didn't really pay it any mind. Thus, Saka stretched and then took another drag.

It had been about 20 minutes sinces entering the smokey bar, and Banki continued to sit smiling slightly as his mind drifted. He had watched the man at the bar for a short while, seemingly mesmerized by the blades poking from beneath his black cloak. It wasn't until the man raised his hand and lowered his head to light what Bankai thought was a cigarette, that he realized just why he was so hypnotized by the blades. Only it wasn't both blades, it was only the one on the mans back that seemed to do it. As he watched the blade seemed to leave some kind of echo behind. It was only slight but it was enough to draw in Bankai's wandering mind. 'Am I really seeing this? Looking again Bankai failed to see it. His curiosity getting the best of him he rose from his seat and slowly walked towards the man, but when he got close he stopped. The bar tender ,who seemed to have been tending to other customers not a second before, now sat leaned on the bar watching him. Bankai made eye contact before looking back at the man. His eyes drifted to the curious sword before he turned and walked away. He normally felt very comfortable talking to people he didn't know, but having the bartenders gaze on him made him feel uneasy. As he walked away he looked back, 'I do still want to know about that blade' he thought. With nothing left to do ,and the feeling of defeat lingering behind, Bankai left the bar and into a slowly brewing storm.

Saka, completely relaxed due to the substance he had just smoked, was no more dull of the senses than when he had first entered. He hadn't been there long, but he could still sense someone's lingering gaze upon his back. Before he decided to turn around however, he noticed that same presence getting ever closer until it stopped. Looking to his right, the Soldier noticed that his friend, the bartender, was deeply eyeing someone behind him.


Probably the same person who's been watching me the whole time.

Just as soon as he was about to turn however, the presence took another direction and walked towards the door. Looking on, Syn took deep notice to something eerie.


Why was he watching me for so long and who is this man? He being a Lieutenant matter not. Though not as strong as the man himself, Saka of course noticed that the man was not a normal citizen. I wonder why he was staring so hard. It was then that Saka looked down at his cloak and saw that both of his blades were partially revealed and the one on his back, Purgatory, was as always, subtly vibrating.


Aaah... Now it makes sense.


With a smile, Saka stood up straight off of his chair after the boy had walked outside. He then gave a smile and nod towards the barkeep, who in turn responded in kind, before making his way out of the bar. Saka, not knowing which direction the boy may have taken, closed his eyes and activated his chakra. When his eyes then reopened, his eye's normal brownish hue had been replaced. His right eye had turned green while his left, red. Red markings had also spread from his left eye, down his cheek, and across the bridge of his nose.

His eyesight increased dramatically by the activation and as such he knew the boy couldn't be far. Everything he saw had turned white, while life forms with a heartbeat gave off a red aura. Looking to his right, Saka's gaze spanned out 250 ft. He could make out every one of the villagers passing by, though not the one he was looking for. Turning to his left, Saka's gaze once again fell upon the villagers still walking about in the slowly growing storm. Quickly however, he discovered the boy, and keeping to the shadows, he quickly started to move. With his right hand, Saka made a seal that would keep his movements from being heard all the while watching the boy walk through the streets.

As Bankai walked he let his eyes scan the skies. He loved to watch the storm clouds as they rolled in. The way the clouds drifted over the stars like a fluffy blanket over the night skies always made him smile. However on this night it didn't, instead his mind was lost in thoughts of his Misaki clan. Thoughts of if he was really fit and able to be the leader of the Misaki clan. He barley noticed the people he passed by, paying only as much attention as it would take to maneuver round the masses. 'I need to train and clear my head' he thought to himself. Changing direction he turned from the street home and headed right. He followed the street for a few, now paying more attention to those around him. Most of the children had gone home to seek shelter from the coming storm, parents following suit. The thinned crowed now consisted of people doing last minute assignments for work or those who had no reason to rush. Quickly the scenery of homes and shops changed to one of flowers and trees. He loved being in nature and away from the atmosphere of crowds and loud noises.

It only took another 12 or so minutes to reach the entrance of his training grounds. He had left the main path shortly after entering the garden district, and followed a trail of memory to this seldomly visited spot of his. Stopping in front of what looked like vines hanging over a rock face, Bankai turned and scanned the area not noticing anything out of the normal  . With that he pushed the vines aside and gazed at the child sized hole. It was wide enough to fit most adults on hand and knee, but a toddler could probably walk right through without crouching. Stooping down Bankai crouch walked through the 4 foot tunnel, quickly traversing it. Rising he looked at the familiar scene: a gymnasium sized clearing surrounded on all sides by a 8 foot rock face. The grass here was a deep green, the minerals from the rocks as well as the rain from the place keeping it lively year round. Fruit trees sat scattered about as lush and bountiful as the bright grass carpet. Walking further into the clearing, Bankai approached the lack at the center. Four trees sat posted like guards at the four corners of the oval mass. The lake itself was still when he approached. Its glass like appearance shattering as the first drops of rain fell to the ground. "Looks like i made it just in time"

Bankai focused his mind clearing all thought from his head. Quickly his hands slammed together, joining at the same moment the blinding and hot flash of light erupted from his body. His face blank and his mind like wise, Bankai prepared for the next step in his training routine.

Saka the man who wore the soldier uniform, still following Bankai, let his eyes go back to their usual brownish hue when he realized just exactly where the kid was going.


My old training grounds? I'm getting more interested in this one by the second.


With a soft chuckle, the man waited a minute or so, allowing Bankai to creep through the opening before following suit. It was just as he remembered it. A gymnasium sized clearing surrounded on all sides by an eight foot rock face. The grass there, a deep green, with the minerals from the rocks as well as the rain from the region keeping it lively year round. Fruit trees sat scattered about as lush and bountiful as the bright grass carpet. Four trees sat posted like guards at the four corners of the oval mass as if warding off any who didn't belong, while the still lake began to ripple as the rain from the approaching storm picked up.

Saka sat cross-legged in front of the entrance, waiting for the moment the boy would finally notice him, however making no viable movement or noise. He simply watched the man activated a jutsu and powerful light chakra burst forth from Bankai nearly blinding Saka.

He'll be strong, this man. Kind of reminds me of myself.


At the thought, Saka again smirked.

Bankai was doing random flips and kicks and punches in the air when Saka came up to him. He turned to him and looked at him with his usual impassive face.

"Youre the one at the bar with the swords. Why are you here?"

"Oh no need to be defensive Lieutenant. My name is Saka and what I have to tell you, you will want to hear."

"You are no soldier of Hanagakure. I can tell by your gait and your composure."

"You have impressive observation. But so do I. I have been observing you too Bankai."

"So you even know my name?" asked Bankai.

"You are not exactly un known in Hana Bankai. With your back ground and your rank, your name travels farther than you think. Now come with me and I will tell you what you need to know about your past."

Bankai thought for a second. The man before him claimed that he had information about his past and it obviously piqued his interest and decided to follow him.

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