Taking the hand that was outstretched to him, an offer to be helped up by Satomi, Haru got up off the ground, a faint smile on his lips. "Thanks..." He knew he wouldn't get anywhere by giving up so quickly, and that certainly wasn't his style. Stepping to the side, he holds his hands behind his back as he watched Satomi demonstrate how she threw kunai and shuriken, making sure to note the way her feet were located, the way her body was curved and how her arms moved along with when her hands let go of the projectile. Of course, since she was much better than he, hers hit the targets easily, and his eyes light up with awe. That was his crush for you! Perfect and talented and so cute! Even when she was practicing, or just studying in study hall, she managed to look adorable. At least, that's what Haru thought.<br/><br/>"Um, yeah, I think I saw some things..." He replies, grinning a bit as he rubs the back of his head. During the end he'd let his mind wander, not noticing her technique, but of how good she looked. However, he wasn't about to admit to that, as he steps forward once more, readying himself. He copies the way she'd set herself up in getting ready to hit the targets, holding some shuriken in his fingers, before taking a deep breath, focusing on the goal that was set before him. She hears her advice, but to him it just made him want to think more about it. It was an internal struggle, trying not to think too much, but always ending up with his head full of thought.<br/><br/>Gritting his teeth, he takes a deep breath, closing his eyes for a moment, picturing the target in his mind as, like before, Hibiki's face. It stood there, taunting him, giving him that look that only Hibiki could pull off, bored, demeaning, and haughty all at the same time. He moves carefully, keeping each step calculated, and, without even opening his eyes, he throws the shuriken, letting it fly from his fingers at the right moment. A few split seconds later, he hears a 'thunk', and wills himself to crack open one of his eyes, and much to his delight it had hit! Dead center! He opens both eyes now, and lets out a cheer, jumping up and pumping his fist in the air. "YEAH! I got one!!"<br/><br/>He turns to Satomi, and gives her a thumbs up. "I got this!" And thus proceeds to throw the rest, but...they miss. His head hands in gloom, arms dangling down in front of him. "I don't got this..." He grumbles, before suddenly throwing his head back, his hands held in fists at his waist, and stares up at the sky with wide eyes. "RAAAH!!! I CAN do it!! I KNOW I can!!!" Moving his hands up and down in a excited manner, he jumps from side to side, trying to get focused. Maybe...if he tried with<span style="font-style: italic">those</span>... Satomi hadn't said which kind of shuriken or kunai he had to use...so maybe they would work instead.<br/><br/>Reaching into a different pouch, this one having a unique looking symbol on it, he pulls out a few shuriken and kunai that were a bit different from the normal ones he used. They were differently colored, the metal part being a metallic rainbow of sorts. He usually didn't let anyone see them, as they were special to him, but he thought...Satomi could be trusted with this sort of thing. Holding the shuriken in his hand, he readies himself once more, focusing on the target, this time imagining it to be like a canvas. His arm and hand were the paintbrush, and the shuriken was the paint. He just had to get the paint onto the canvas. Closing his eyes for a moment, he takes a breath, and then opens them, before letting the weapons fly. Three of them were let loose, and three...hit their targets. All in the middle. And where they hit, a sort of spiraling image of rainbow color reached out from, the center point being the shuriken.<br/><br/>"Hehe...I'd hoped to not have to use my trump card but..." He grins at Satomi, wondering what she thought. "I know you didn't ask...but these are special to me. I can't quite remember where they had come from, or who gave them to me, but apparently I'd had them in my possession ever since I was a baby..." He looks at the kunai that was in his other hand, resting in his palm, and glinting gently in the sunlight that dappled down through the leaves of the trees. "It's not much...but with these, I feel a bit more...capable, you know?" He holds one out to her. "Wanna see it?"<br/><br/>m<a class="postlink" href="http://cdn3.bigcommerce.com/s-blqh8ck/images/stencil/500x659/products/2879/3854/s_l500__25461.1447268701.jpg?c=2">http://cdn3.bigcommerce.com/s-blqh8ck/i ... 01.jpg?c=2</a>m<br/>m<a class="postlink" href="https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/7a/ce/95/7ace957efee599637f20e6442f939945.jpg">https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/73 ... 939945.jpg</a>m