New Power

Waking up, Yokoji felt a banging hit his head. He noticed that he has been moved since him being passed out.

'Where am I?' Still feeling rather dizzy, he couldn't understand where he was.

Disorientated he tried to stand up and calm himself.

*Crack!* *Crack!*

The moment Yokoji tried to stand up after feeling the dizziness go down a bit, every tense joint in his body started to make noises, relieving Yokoji of his stiffness.

Feeling extremely more comfortable now, Yokoji looked around and finally realised where he was.

He had been placed on the sofa in the lounge. It looked like it was early morning since the sun was only just rising.

Trying to move forward, Yokoji felt his leg get stuck on something.

"Ow!"

Falling over, Yokoji realised the 'thing' he tripped over was actually Konan.

"You're up!!" Konan lifted herself off the ground in obvious delight.

She hugged him as tight as she could, making another few bones crack out, letting out some more stress.

"Yes, yes, I'm up. It's alright, I'm fine now-" Yokoji started to comfort her, only to be cut off.

"FINE!! YOU TELL ME HOW BEING ASLEEP FOR TWO DAYS STRAIGHT IS FINE!?!" Konan shouted at his face, looking like a mad housewife, who found her husband doing something naughty.

'I've been out for 2 days?' he said to himself, shocked at the thought. He didn't realise how it had taken him so long when the process seemed to only last a few minutes.

Yet how was Yokoji meant to know that mutating your bloodline was not such an easy thing to do. In fact, if it was anyone else who tried it without God's gift, they would probably be a pool of blood instead.

"I'm sorry Konan, I didn't realise it would take so long..." he tries to say to her. He noticed her sleep-deprived eyes.

'She's probably been up waiting for me for these two days. Only just taking a break now.'

"It's fine, however, you have to tell me what that was all about. NO EXCUSES!"

Sighing, Yokoji decided to tell Konan. It wasn't like he was planning to keep it a secret from her anyway, after all, they had built something that could be said to be more than trust. They knew that they would always be there for each other.

*Cough* *Cough*

"Basically, my bloodline may have had been a bit more powerful than I had told you before. The fact that my blood can make others live forever shows that. Yet, the main fact being we can mutate our blood." He tries to explain.

"Mutate, what do you mean by that?" Konan asks, looking at him with curiosity.

"Is that why you needed the blood?" She asks again.

"Yes, that is why I needed the blood. And when I say mutate, what I mean is more like merging. If I have a certain amount of another person's blood and I drunk it. Then I would be able to have a portion of whatever power they had. It does not lower their ability, however, I need quite a bit of blood if the person is not willing to give it." Yokoji stopped, getting a lung full of air.

"What does them being willing have to do with it?" Konan said, still full of curiosity.

"If they're willing, it makes their blood subconsciously open up to the idea of merging. Making the process easier, thus using less blood. Otherwise, I would need more blood to overpower that subconscious action. Forcing it to merge. Either way, I'll get the same portion of power."

"Ok, but whose blood did you just drink then?"

Yokoji started to look a bit nervous at that question. 'I can't just tell her a traded with an 8-year-old with food for his blood. I need a better excuse.'

"I saw a young ninja practicing water jutsu before. He looked exhausted so I decided to trade for some of his blood with some bread. It was rather tough to convince him. But I have plot armour." Yokoji said, thinking that his excuse sounded viable.

'Yeah right, keep your secrets, for now, ill figure them out. But what on earth is plot armour?' Konan saw straight through his lies.

She was known for being rather smart in the anime. Creating multiple tactics and picking up on things as a child. This time she decided to put it behind her. He would eventually tell her, so she decided to trust him anyway.

"Ok then, so what power did you get?" Konan asks him.

Happy that she bought his lie, yet feeling slightly guilty at the same time. He decided to try it out.

"I don't know, let me try. One sec..."

Yokoji slowly rose his arms. Making the water from a nearby bucket fly up.

This wasn't much of an achievement, as when they were practicing their talents before. They noticed the more they used them, the less effort and chakra they had to use. Yokoji could now easily lift a bath worth of water.

Looking at the water, Yokoji started to feel something strange. 'Not only did it take even less chakra than before, but my control has also gotten much better. But what is this weird feeling I'm getting?'

Trying to tug on this feeling that seemed to just escape his grasp. Like something that you have just forgotten. He couldn't seem to be able to reach out and grab it.

In frustration, Yokoji decided to pump more chakra into the water. Making the feeling become stronger and stronger.

'Just a bit more, I've almost got it!'

Just as Yokoji managed to grab onto that strange feeling, the water he was holding in the air, suddenly deformed. Making itself into a light mist.

It still kept its original shape of what the water was before. But now the water seemed to have almost disappeared.

The chakra used to keep it afloat now was not even worth mentioning. However, it slowly started to reform into water again, dropping to the ground.

'The chakra used to keep it up was low, however, the chakra used to keep it in that state is a lot more than I have now. It seems I'll have to practice with it quite a bit...'

While these thoughts ran through Yokoji's head. Konan was stood there in shock.

She just saw him lift the water in the bucket as usual. Then after a while, it suddenly disappeared.

Only after she saw it start to reform, did she notice it had turned into a form of mist.

"WOW! That ability was so cool, can you do it again?" Konan looked at him with some puppy eyes. Making his heart bleed at the sight.

"Sorry, it took a lot of effort out of me. I'm already on the last bit of my chakra. How about later?" He said, saying that he will do it later when he saw her start to pout.

"Yeah...sorry. I didn't realise how much strain it put you through. I guess we're going to need more training huh." Konan muttered, with a small smile on her face. Excited at the thought of getting more stronger.

'I'll defend Yokoji, even if he has all these powers, I'll make sure to show him my worth!' Konan made a vow in her heart.

Feeling the determination coming from her in his bond, Yokoji just smiled at her.

"Yes, we'll get stronger. Together!"

***

That's how a new form of training began for them. Making their strength grow to new heights.

Things were beginning to look a bit more interesting...

(AN: Hey guys, or girls. It's me again. Sorry for the short chapter, I still have to revise for a geography test tomorrow. Then I should be able to pump out a few long ones on Saturday and Sunday. Either way, I hope you all enjoyed it, plus THERE WILL BE A TIMESKIP NEXT CHAPTER, not sure how long it will be yet. But they both will have grown considerately. Btw, does anyone know at what age Konan and Yahiko met Nagato? Either way, I hope you all have a good day. Time to revise!!! ;P )