*After going home to grab a new shirt, having ruined the one he was wearing in a three on two battle with Koku-sensei, Kojima went back to the training grounds where he had first met Lee, and began training. While both Washi-sensei and Koku-sensei had been impressed with his abilities, He had learned that his taijutsu skills could definitely be improved upon. He had nearly suffered a serious injury today due to a hasty and neglectful attack. He knew his martial arts form inside and out, the one his father had taught him at a young edge. He had excellent form in everything he did. But being able to go through the routine, and taking the bits of that routine and applying them instinctively in the heat of the battle were two different things. In battle, one did not have time to think of what block to use to counter which strike and which attack to use in response. not every time. The movements had to be reflexive. Automatic. or they would never be fast enough. Rather than going through the routine form this time, Kojima would do a few movements, and then imagine himself in a scenario where the movements might apply in some other way. Closing his eyes and imagining an opponent in front of him, He imagined the enemy throwing random strikes, and as he stood there in the field, alone, eyes shut, began his duel with himself*