[center][i]Rini Yoto
Amegakure Genin.

[b]Sick of it!
Won't trip and fall on my face anymore![/b][/center][/i]

She kept punching the bag. But no matter how hard she tried, the bag didn't fell or moved that much. Kicking, punching and darting to the side to deliver another few kicks and punches, Rini grew frustrated. Sweat drenched her clothes and she was breathing heavily as she tried to deliver a powerful enough kick or punch. Finally after some time, she stood still, leaning over as her hands were placed on her knees. 

Coughing, Rini closed her eyes as she wasn't sure how long she had been at it. A half hour? A hour? No, probably not that long. But why wasn't it working? Why wasn't she stronger? The past few days she had trained and she had gained new motivation after seeing some matches. Not Sho's. Sho was a moron, a complete fool. Somebody she despised to the bone. Stupid Sho, he would acknowledge her. He would fear her one day. After all, she had managed to not trip or do anything stupid during her own personal training. Training without a sensei, without somebody to instruct her what she should do. Jogging, pressing weights and other simple activities had taken her whole day. Only times she wasn't trying to increase her stamina, to make herself stronger was when she had to take a rest. Had to eat or sleep. 

The light green eyes narrowed to slits as she stared up to the punching bag. [i]Blasted! Why?! Why?![/i] She thought to herself. Why wasn't it working? Slowly she dropped on her but and felt tears boiling up at the corner of her eyes. Biting on her lower lip, she managed to push the frustration and desperate emotions away. They were the cause she had been weak. That she had been able to be pushed around. 

Clenching her hands to fists, she could see some faces while staring at the bag. The way how Sho had looked down at her. How that Kira looked. How both thought they were so much better, but what did they know? Rini raised her left hand up and swept away the sweat. After that, she pushed herself slowly up. Her legs trembled slightly and she felt becoming a bit numb. But she had to press herself to new limits. 

Panting, she raised her hands in fists in front of her. They were shaking and her arms were trembling as well, but she managed to ignore some of the pain. It was just the sign that she was pushing her limits, wasn't it? She was growing stronger, wasn't she? 

Unleashing what would be a battle cry, Rini took a step forwards and raised her right hand a bit up. Moving her arm forwards, she slammed her fist against the punching bag and noticed how it moved. Not that much, but enough to make Rini's eyes widen. Her mouth slowly opened as she almost could see every detail while everything was moving in a slow pace. She had managed to punch the bag with enough strength that it had moved more than usual. Joy started to spread as she wanted to smile and cheer, but then she was confronted by the bag. It slammed back into her face as she had leaned too much forward.

Slowly stumbling backwards, Rini tried to keep standing on her feet. [i]No. Nooooo. Don't you-[/i] 

She fell on the back of her head.