Paks' Private Training(Nobody else allowed)

Kiza stood in part of the village, that nobody had really went to. He used this spot to privately train his students. For now he was sitting queitly waiting for his student to arrive.

Paks followed the path the Kazekage had told her about. They were training again today. Which was good, she needed more training. Her first mission had not ended as quickly as it should have in her opinion. That Genin should not have been so much of an issue. She continued walking, until she saw the Kazekage. Paks walked up to him,

"I am here Kazekage-sama."

"Hello Paks. How are you feeling after that mission?" Kiza asked curious of what she thought.

Feeling? She was not hurt. What else could she be feeling? Were not feelings bad?

Paks tilted her head to the side, "I am fine Kazekage-sama."

"That's good to hear. Now we shall start your official training."
Kiza pulled out all his jutsu scrolls and ninja tools.
"So, what do you want to start with?" Kiza asked having anything to pick from.

Paks looked everything over. She walked up to the scrolls and scanned them quickly. One of them stuck out more than the others, she held it out towards the Kazekage.

"I would like to learn this jutsu Kazekage-sama."

OOC - Healing Hands.

"Ahh Healing Hands, so you are going to try and become a Medical Ninja in the future?"

"No." Paks shook her head hard, "It is just a very useful jutsu. I cannot keep resorting to bandages in the future."

"Very smart thought Paks. Ok I will get started teaching you right away."
Kiza did a few handseals, then started concentrating chakra. He was concentrating the chakra into his hand.
"Show me any cuts you recieved yesterday on your mission."

Paks watched the hand seals he preformed carefully, and then she nodded. She reached up to her left sleeve and pulled it back, showing a bandage. With one hand Paks unravelled the bandage to show a deep cut. It was not bleeding but it looked serious enough. The skin around her cut was red with welts.

"I received that yesterday."

"Ok." Kiza said nodding.
He kept a steady flow of chakra in his hands and set them over Paks cut, the skin there started to reform and grow back. Soon the wound looked like it was brand new.
"Ok, now you try on me."
Kiza pulled out a kunai and cut the back of his forearm, hating the thought of having to cut himself, but did it anyways to help his student.

Paks nodded. Cutting oneself was normal in her Clan, so she thought nothing of it. She copied the Kazekage's hand seals perfectly and then focused on her chakra. She tried to imagine a soothing chakra, unlike her normal angry damaging chakra. Paks focused as hard as she could, she needed to learn this jutsu. Badly. She felt her hand tingle. Looking down, she saw that it was glowing pale green with her chakra. Paks brought her hand up and held it over the Kazekage's cut.

The cut stayed the same, only stopping the blood flow.
"It's ok, not many get this right on the first try. Go head and give it another shot."

Paks glared at her hand, willing it to obey her. She would learn this jutsu. She ran through the hand seals once again, focusing her chakra. Sending as much to her hands as she could. The chakra flow made them tingle again. Paks watched as her hand glowed lightly green. She reached out and held her hand over the Kazekage's cut once again. Daring her hand to fail her.

OOC - ...Hehe.

The cut started to slowly reform to it's original state as if nothing had happened.
"Great Job Paks, you seem to be a very quick learner."

Paks nodded, looking at her hand. The amount of chakra she had had to push though it has left it burned slightly but Paks quickly pulled her hand into her sleeve as if nothing was wrong.

"Thank you Kazekage-sama."

"It's a pleasure seeing a good ninja trained the right way."
Kiza noticed the quick transition of Paks' hand moving into her sleeve.
"Let me see your hand." Kiza said with a grin knowing she probably burned her hand as some other students had before her.

Paks slipped her hand back out from its hiding place inside her sleeve. She held it out for inspection.

"My Father will be happy you think so," she told him quietly.

"It's just a slight burn from having to concentrate so much chakra. I'll fix it for you."
Kiza again concentrated chakra into his hands, creating a green glow around them. He held it over Paks hand and it slowly returned to normal.
"See all better, don't ever be afraid of failure because that is what makes you better Paks. Always remember that." He said smiling.

...Failure makes you better? Paks did not understand. That was not what she had been told her whole life. She automatically schooled her features so that she didn't show her internal confusion. She would think about this concept later.

"Yes Kazekage-sama."

Her hand was a lot better too. Not that the pain had been strong. Paks knew that she shouldn't appreciate the small respite since it was not anything major but she still did. "Thank you," she gestured towards her healed hand.

"Ok, now what do you want to work on Paks?" Kiza asked still having a wide variation of things being able to be taught.

Paks cocked her head to the side again. What did she want to work on? Paks wasn't sure. Training was training after all. Usually her Father told her what to do.

"What do you think I need work on Kazekage-sama?" Paks asked. There. He would know what she needed to improve on, and then she would improve. Nodding to herself she looked up waiting for a response.

Kiza thought on what he think Paks needed to work on.
"Well with you being small, most people will out match you in strength. I want you to work on your muscles to make yourself more fit in fighting muscular opponents."
Kiza made a list of things for Paks to do, trying to push her to her physical limit, allowing her to go beyond that.
"Don't worry about completing the list, just do whatever you can manage on each one."
Kiza knew she was only six, so she wouldn't be able to complete the whole thing without basically knocking herself out dead from exhaustion. He just wanted to see how much she would push herself and if she were to not stop he would stop her before she died.

Excercises
200 Push-Ups
200 Sit-Ups
200 Jumping Jacks
200 Kicks
200 Punches
200 Squats
200 Target Pratice Throws
200 Kunai Slices
200 Jutsu Performances

Paks nodded. It was a long list. Long being an understatement. But he was right. She was not the strongest, and being strong physically was important. She decided that she should start as soon as possible. Afterall, she would not let herself fail this exercise even if the Kazekage already expected her to.

The first exercise on the list was push-ups. She knew how to do those, so Paks quickly got on the ground. She put her hands out palms down about shoulder width apart. Then she stretched her legs out until her weight was resting on her toes and hands. Paks straightened so that she was parallel to the ground. Then she lowered her body, making sure to properly bend her elbows and to remain straighbacked. She went down as far as she could, which given her flexibility was almost to the ground, before pushing back up with her arms until she reached her prior height. 'One,' she counted mentally in her head. 'One-hundred and ninty-nine left.' Paks got to work.

Five minutes later she was at 100 push-ups. She felt sweat trickled down her face. Her arms were beginning to hurt from the strain. But she pushed on resolutely. pain means nothing to a shinobi Paks pushed herself back up as high as she could. She held that position for a second before descending again.

Five more minutes later she was at 199 push-ups. Her hair was sticking to her forehead. Paks' arms were shaking under her weight and her legs were wobbly. The pain had increased but it was still managable. She lowered herself one more time, metally forcing her body to not give out, her arms to strengthen. She pushed herself back up, and then after a second her arms gave out and Paks landed face first in the dirt.

Kiza knew she was no where near exhausted yet, just feeling the burn.
"You can continue on now."