Fukusho stood there as their sensei started to talk about a war long gone and now they were in times of peace. It was true that they would not be fighting any war now but his old man always said war and peace is a cycle that never ends. That means Fukusho had time to train his skills for the next war. Who knows he might still be a genin or a general when that time comes but now he has to put his time into training. Too bad he never put anything extra into his kunai throwing. Masa-kun seemed pretty accurate and Kuro-kun seemed to make bigger thuds when he threw his shots. Mikone-chan was having a difficult time throwing but Akihiko-sensei gave her some encouragement. "I guess its my turn." Fukusho said not really sure how confident he was about this particular exercise. "Here I go." He picked up the first kunai and it slipped right past the tree. "Uh, that was just a warm up. He threw the second one and it grazed the side of the tree pulling bark off but still a miss. The third one hit the tree but unless it was hitting a ninja nine feet tall it would not kill anything. He threw the rest continuing to get a little getting until the sixth was a point black in the center. Then he threw the last one and it missed. "Well now that's over." Fukusho said as he went to look for those three knives.