Kiro jumped up, as he grabbed the wooden bar.  "HAAAAA!" He exclaimed, as he tried his hardest to pull himself upward. He left the dumbbells on the ground, as he had bigger problems to worry about first. The boy didn't move at all, he simply hung there, looking quite pathetic. "I can't do it." He mumbled, as he sighed. He continued to try, but to no avail. He wouldn't be able to do such a thing at full strength, let alone after doing all those punches with dumbbells. 

He fell on his bottom, as his arms gave out from hanging for so long. He tried again several more times, but Kiro just wasn't strong enough to complete a pull-up. What seemed like an eternity passed by, as Kiro continued to try and try, but he was nowhere close to lifting himself up. Finally he found himself hanging on the bar again, for about the fiftieth time, as he decided it was time for a new strategy. He planted his right foot on the slab of wood on his right, and his left on the wood to his left. This took the pressure off of his arms, as he slowly shimmied his way a top. He finally found himself a top of the wood, as he planted his feet on either wooden post. "I did it!" He celebrated, as he jumped into the air, almost losing his balance once he landed back on the posts. "Close one." He laughed, as his attention was then turned back to the floor below him. He saw the two dumbbells, far out of his reach, on the ground below. "Oh yeah, I was suppose to grab those, weren't I?" He laughed to himself, as his face grew quite pale. There was no way he could get all the way back down, and then back up again! It took him forever to get up there in the first place!

Bakusa approached the post, as he bent down to pick up the two dumbbells. "Hey, kid! I think you dropped these!" He exclaimed up to him, as he tossed both up with ease and precision. How was he able to do such a thing with his eyes closed!? 

Kiro quickly, and frantically, tried to catch the two dumbbells, as they flew up to him. He caught them, but his arms were still quite heavy from the previous workout, as the two dumbbells forced him to bend down slightly as he caught them. He almost fell over because of them. "T-Thanks!" Kiro gave him gratitude. '[i]What a weird guy.[/i]' Kiro was having trouble getting a read on Bakusa. The master seemed to express things as if he didn't wish to train Kiro at all, but he kept giving him all this help. '[i]Maybe he's not so bad afterall.[/i]'
Kiro smiled at the thought, as he watched Bakusa disappear within the dojo. He then drifted his eyes over to Asuka and Ally, as he recalled the task at hand. "Right!" He exclaimed, as if in response to their onlooks. He resumed a solid horse stance, as he brought out his right fist, as if he had just shot out a punch. His left hand's fist faced the sky, as it rested near his waist, but Kiro tried his hardest not to have it rest on it. His right arm especially felt like it was going to break in two, as his arm faltered downward slightly, Kiro unable to bring it back upward. Sweat poured down from his face, as he concentrated on just not completely dropping it.