Jiro was sitting atop a building in Konohagakure, depressed at his loss in the Chunin Exams. He kicked a stray pebble down the building onto the streets below. "...I'm too weak." he thought as he clenched his fist. Intense wind almost blew his hat off, but at the moment he didn't care about anything. "I didn't even get through the first fight... I need to get stronger..." he thought. He slammed his fist onto the floor of the roof. "Agh! I can't just stand here. I'm going to train non-stop until I become a Chunin! I have to become stronger!" he shouted to himself and stood up on the roof. "And to do that... I need to enhance my Sharingan." he said as red filled his eye and one tomoe spun around and eventually stopped.
He jumped from rooftop to rooftop, trying to find a suitable training ground nearby. He stopped when he found a water tanker. He let out an angry yell and smashed his fists into it with all his anger. "I must..." he started, jabbing it and ducking in rapid motion. "get...." he continued, bobbing and weaving while still punching the tanker intensely, causing a few minor dents in the surface of the tanker. "STRONGER!!!" he yelled as loud as he could, smashing his right fist into the tanker with all his might. He fell on his knees, his hands heavily bruised.
As he regained his breath, he felt a stream of water pour onto his face. He looked up to see a small hole in the tanker, spraying a small amount of water out. "Not good enough... I have to keep going until this thing is completely obliterated!!" he shouted with anger in his eyes that even he, himself, has never seen before. He was lusting for blood as he pounded on the large object in front of him.
After an hour of fighting nothing but a huge object holding water inside, his hands were bloody, cut and bruised. Before him was a tanker. beaten to the ground with dents all over it. He was satisfied that he had let out his anger and frustration, and went home for the day.
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Sat Jul 23, 2011 1:51 pm by 
