Board Thread:Konoha General RP/@comment-24714922-20170812221912/@comment-24714922-20170813070837

Michirama grinned "I'll leave you in the dust one day though bro, trust me, you'll be sitting there like WOAH and i'll be up there as the god of shinobi!" It was clear that Michirama intended on becoming a legend, to be written down in history as a great and powerful ninja. When Hayato agreed to teach him the fire release jutsu he was attempting he would be obviously stoked by the fact. Fist bumping the air with a cheer "Alright, this is gonna be awesome" When Hayato asked if he had formed the Oil in his mouth first, Michirama froze up a bit and rubbed the back of his head sheepishly "Ahh ... no ... no I didn't do that bit, my bad"

He watched as Hayato wandered over to a tree and began flicking through the pages of a book. To a degree, he kind of enjoyed this sort of situation that they had. Hayato would sit quietly and read up on whatever he was reading while Michirama trained what ever he was training, getting advice and encouragement from Hayato. He stood there for a moment, wondering if things would have been like this if life was a tad different. If he had an older brother would they hang out like this? If his dad loved him would they do the same? He sighed to himself, there was no point dwelling on what never was, Hayato was more family than his father and that was all that mattered.

With renewed with renewed courage, Michirama made the necessary hand seals for the Flame Bullet, gathering chakra converted into oil in his mouth before spitting it out, however it didn't ignite until it was already on the ground, the timing was so much more different than wind release and the taste of oil seemed to linger in his mouth. He huffed and rubbed his head "What am I doing wrong? Man Fire is so much different to Wind"