Scott
``` Training field ```

*Ikki was looking forward to increasing his strength. But he wanted someone to be with him so that he didn't hurt himself and not be able to find help. Just in case of course. Strength was one of those things that if not trained with caution can cause permanent damage to the body of the practitioner, something no shinobi wants to endure.* 

*His first instinct was to look around for someone to spot him. Someone to train with so that he wasn't too fearful of causing harm to this body. No pain no gain after all. He scratched his head, running his other hand through his black and yellow hair. He wore baggy all black clothing today, his typical gothic fashion sense also permitted him a choker.*
Tamara
Akio walked to the the training field and took a look at everyone present. He began to flip through and take notes on the people, sizing them up. A couple kids sparring with one another, some practicing hand signs. With each person Akio took note and sketched a brief analysis. These would be the people he'd have as colleagues since he graduated from the academy. Based on the looks of things, many were working on plain physical ability. A bit brutish but oh well. He turned his head and spotted one genin wearing all black baggy clothes. Weird fashion choices, and there didn't seem to be much reason given the weather. Akio decided to approach this genin to learn more.

"Hello there, you with the all blacks. Might I see what you're doing?"
Scott
"Only if you help me train my strength.."

*Ikki answered, looking to Akio and waving at him. It was evident that his nails were painted black, it was clear this guy's favorite color was black. Black everything, the only thing that wasn't black were his hair and eyes, and his skin. This person was the perfect opportunity to help him train his strength. From what Ikki could tell they weren't a stranger, maybe he had seen them before somewhere. He placed his hands in his pockets and looked at Akio, staring them in the eyes.*

*From what Akio could tell by looking at Ikki, was that he was sleep deprived at almost all times. This guy had permanent eyebags under his eyes, and despite being perfectly awake he always looked half asleep.*
Tamara
Akio blinked at the Ikki, just, why dress like that... At all. From the nails, to the clothes. The eyebags he had were getting close to the color black as well. Whatever was up with this guy, Akio could not figure out for the life of him. Maybe it'd be best to hang around him to see what made him tick. It was an interesting experiment he tried out in the academy and he got a friend out of it.

"Well, whatever your name is, I am Gingake Akio and sure, I shall help you in your strength. I will train myself today so help shall be nice."
Scott
"Sasayo Ikki.. What'll you work on?" 

*Ikki spoke to his now training partner, weaving some handseals shortly after speaking and thrusting his right arm into the ground. The rock underneath his arm was destroyed and when he took his arm out of the earth it came out entirely encased. It was quite heavy, Ikki put extra chakra into it. He brought his encased arm over his head and grabbed the fist end with his other arm, ripping out the encased arm from the stone to then carry it both handed. He was now holding just about his body weight over his head.*

*He immediately began feeling the burn. It wasn't easy carrying his bodyweight just above his head, but it was possible for him to do. Wasn't easy by any means, but provided a very good challenge,*
Richard
"Well Sasayo Ikki, I intend to improve my skill with earth release so I suppose we shouldn't struggle trying to help one another out. How about I help out with this."

He dug into the ground(hiding like a mole technique) before pulling down Ikki to his waist in the ground and getting out himself.

"In order to keep that rock above your head you are using your whole body in the process. Good for fitness but I doubt the force you have to generate to keep yourself from buckling is useful in a fight. This right here should focus your upper body.

Akio got out of the dirt and took a seat. He pulled out a notebook to take notes, "Go ahead, I'll be taking notes on your form"
Scott
*The sudden movement of dragging Ikki under the earth was enough for him to lose his grip for a second and have it come loose. But he managed to catch it, transferring plenty of force into his upper body and sequentially his legs. But his legs couldn't move too much so for the time being it was mostly his upper body. It was true, the strongest part of most people's body were the quadriceps, the thighs.* 

"Could've hurt me."

*Ikki said as he focused on his core strenght. Keeping his back straight and his arms up straight. He did it like that to maximize the muscle usage he was doing. It was pure torture, pure pain that he felt. But it was a pain that he absolutely had to endure. He could feel his muscle fibers tearing.*