Naruto Trains Himself Seriously Fanfiction Novels & Stories

After Naraja thought of that foolish thought he gritted his teeth even harder while charging at the monster. ???: “I do wonder, I do wonder! How will, YOU! Naraja! Possibly be able to beat me. Especially since you don’t have any proper training. Sure y’a got in some lucky hits, but actual experience is where it will always matter when it comes to talent and life.” Naraja: “SHUT UP! I DON’T CARE ABOUT ANY OF THAT. I JUST WANT TO BEAT YOUR ASS INTO SUBMISSION!” ???: *sigh* “I truly do wonder, how…. Heads up on your right and then left.”

Niko begged Kana. Kana had a second thought. Jahid's daughter are nothing for the plan but Niko might be trapped for this so she refused his begging. "Its a favor to ask Kana girl, unless you want me to hook into girls." He gave Kana a favor to consider. This made Kana decide for second thought. Niko was his favorite among all trainees. He is still ranked Estre and Kana is waiting for Niko's promotion to Arial, a special position for trainees that is almost equal to superiors.

"Alpha...you're misunderstanding things. Perhaps you thought that you liked me, but you're just fooling yourself. You had drawn an illusion, and I don't want to be part of that illusion. Things cannot simply be done as you want it to be. And I don't know if this is a joke for you, but for me, this is not. So stop telling me this ever again," For a split second, he grabbed my arm for the second time, and like always I removed his grip and slowly retracted. **** I concealed myself in the farthest corner of a wooden column, quietly observing each person's training. It was challenging to put into words just how peculiar and distinctive their methods were. Their training seemed to blend elements

I grabbed his arm. "None of your business." He slapped my hand away. I got really angry and pulled him back. "Tell me where you're going." I yelled. "Ow let go, you're hurting me." He whined. I didn't realize how much strength I was using to hold him and I let him go. "Where I go and don't go has absolutely nothing to do with you." He yelled and slammed the door in my face. Hinata's POV

I needed to feel like I wasn’t just someone things happened to. If I could train my body, I could train my mind. And maybe—just maybe—I could even train Nico. To believe what I wanted him to believe. To play the game on my terms. I leaned back against the chair, sore but steady, and made a silent promise. I’d get stronger. One bruise at a time.

"I'd already told the customer service not to rush in sending me out because I wanted to look more like your ideal type, but they insisted on shipping me out immediately." I found it rather amusing as Jett continued mumbling to himself. "I didn't hit him that hard either. He just never ate well. That's why he was sent flying even though I never used my full strength." "Are you implying that you've had enough to eat?" I said, cocking an eyebrow at him. "Maybe you don't need to feed anymore after all." "No way!" Jett exclaimed, turning to glare at me angrily. … The next morning, I looked at Riven, who was tailing behind Teresa, and gasped.

My mate may not have those extra minutes. We push our muscles to their limits, swimming faster than we have ever swum before. It’s never been my strength. ‘From now on, we will train for all eventualities. We will be the fastest swimmer, the fastest runner, the strongest and fiercest fighter and we will even learn to walk over fire’, Nate tells me. ‘That’s a lot of training buddy’, I reply. ‘We will be the best because our mate deserves the best. We will always protect her’, he answers.

A tear escaped her eye and rolled down her cheeck as she nodded, accepting his feelings, determination, and promise. As was discussed, Naoko and Tadashi joined the training meant for the young children of the tribe. It comprised of mental, spiritual, and physical training. Nothing that was very new to them. Days passed with them working hard. When others played, Naoko and Tadashi continued to train. The locals who saw them could not bear to intrude into their time. Some children watched in wonder. Their strength grew steadily. The nausea they felt after eating subsided over the days. Naoko looked healthier, however Tadashi got increasingly frequent headaches.

If the teacher who is supposed to help me has this kind of thoughts about me and my weakness, how can I expect to even convince myself that I can do it, let alone Misha, who is already convinced that this whole world is filled with nothing but evil? “You are the one who has disappointed me.” I whispered breathlessly, my whole face was burning with anger as tears stained my cheeks and dripped down on the ground, “let’s end this training here. Thank you so much for wasting your time on me.” And with that, I stormed out of the training ground. ~~~ Extra long update for my extra sweet readers! Thank you so much for all the comments you guys have been leaving. I feel like I really have people who

End of flashback***** After reminiscing on the worst day of my life I decided to head out to training and work my anger, guilt, and sadness out on my sparring partner. I am quickly progressing and hoping to one day be the Top Female Warrior of the Rising Ashes pack, that is if I don't find my mate and leave this god forsaken pack.