Naruto: Cautious Ninja

Iruka laughed while giving the boy the 'ease-up' gesture with both hands, "Okay, okay, sorry. That was a low blow." The man waited for Naruto to stop seething enough for him to clear his throat and go over the problem again, only with a little rewording. "That technique takes only a specific amount of chakra to execute correctly. My guess is because you have such an enormous amount of chakra that trying to perform the Bunshin no Jutsu is like trying to squeeze a single drop of water out of an entire ocean. It's just physically impossible for you to produce a working clone in that manner." This bit of information made the jinchuriki feel even more depressed, which Iruka hurriedly backtracked on so that his student didn't skulk off again. "But don't lose hope! I'm sure you'll be able to find some way to make use of your situation!"

Naruto sighed. "It's cool, Iruka-sensei… I'm already used to disappointment in that area…"

Seeing rainclouds begin to form over the distraught child's head, Iruka took action. Tugging on the collar of his vest, the Chunin decided to move forward with the supplementary examination of his student's abilities so that he could let the boy off to enjoy his lunch break in peace.

"Alright, how about this Naruto; after you get through this test and school's out for the day, I'll treat you to… three bowls of miso ramen for dinner. How does that sound?" Iruka asked hopefully.

Like a Jack-in-the-box, Naruto's head shot back up with stars in his eyes, the glow of which dispersed the proverbial storm clouds hovering over him. "Really? Three?"

"Yes. Really."

"YATTA!" Naruto shouted, jumping in the air and punching the sky. Upon landing, he then stood directly behind the training dummy he'd lined up alongside the other materials, and retook his stance. "Alright sensei, step back and prepare to be amazed. You won't want to miss a single second of this."

"I'm on the edge of my seat, Naruto," Iruka chuckled, though his expression and position didn't exactly show this. Let's just say he was as eager as he possibly could be without losing his composure. He was upright and proper, and that was good enough for him. Clicking his pen, the Chunin prepared for assessment. "Okay. You can start whenever you're ready."

Naruto didn't need the whistle to be blown twice.

With his target set and his teacher standing a safe distance away, the jinchuriki began to skip rapidly on the spot. Upon loosening up and ensuring he had a strong enough base to launch himself from, Naruto went for it. He exploded from his spot in a blur, right hand cocked back before sending it forward in a palm strike straight into his target's chest.

"Jet Hand!"

Iruka wasn't prepared for what he saw next…

The second Naruto made contact, a blast of wind erupted from the point of impact that sent the training dummy spiraling through the air like a bullet down the range and into the end post. It took only a second for it to reach the trunk and the moment it hit, the mannequin exploded in a shower of splinters. In the end, all that was left of it was an empty flower bag with a ruined target symbol slapped across its front.

Other than that, there was really nothing else that could distinguish it as a training dummy any longer. All of the hay had scattered on the wind and its frame had disintegrated.

Still in an unloading position, the moment the dust settled Naruto slid out of his stance and looked back at his teacher with a grin. "How was that, sensei?"

On his side, Iruka was, in a word, flabbergasted. With a deer-caught-in-the-headlights expression and his mouth slightly ajar, the man was lucky enough to be able to catch his pen when it suddenly dropped from his hand before scribbling notes furiously onto his pad. After which he then glanced back up at his student.

Not even his actions or attempts to look professional could hide his shock.

"What kind of jutsu was that?"

"It's a Wind Release technique that I call Jet Hand," Naruto replied, holding up his right and flexing his fingers. "By placing my hand against any surface I come into contact with I'm able to create an ejection point for high volumes of air. The air blasts out of the affected area at high speed like a vacuum with enough power to send objects flying like they have rockets attached to them. At first I needed to use hand seals to use the technique until six months ago… now I don't."

"Th-That's… really impressive Naruto," Iruka murmured, jotting down notes as the boy explained to him the mechanics of the jutsu. "How in the world did you come up with it? I've never seen or even heard of a technique like this before, and I'm supposed to be good at this stuff."

Most jutsu associated with that affinity were expelled from the mouth, used in conjunction with weapons or, in even more uncommon cases, generated from the body. On top of being a rare element, what Naruto did was take the general concept of air circulation, brute force and precise cutting technicalities of the affinity and created a technique that could function as a highly effective offensive weapon he could use at his convenience. It was sharp, short and simple, something he would expect the boy to use but not something he'd ever seen before.

Since when could someone attach chakra to an object with the touch of their hand so easily and generate that much power with it?

A jutsu of that level must take an exponential amount of energy to use from the amount of force that was behind it. This was definitely something Naruto could work with, no doubt.

"You can use it freely?" Iruka asked.

"Yeah! And not only that, I can use it repeatedly," Naruto said. He illustrated this point by walking passed the barrel, the log and the trash can he had also lined up and slapped his hand against them one after the other. With every touch, the object he brushed was sent spiraling down the field to the other end and, just like the training dummy before them, was either utterly destroyed or damaged beyond recognition. Naruto threw his hands out after showcasing his masterpiece to his teacher. "Cool huh? I'm not even tired."

"Well… that's no surprise. Your chakra is monstrous, kid," Iruka mused to himself before writing more down, making sure to keep his facts brief so as to limit the technique's exposure. Something like this… details on it needed to be kept to a minimum for the benefit of the user but at the same time needed to inform any third party candidates should issues arise from this jutsu's usage. Because it was something Iruka hadn't seen before, he needed to be careful with what he wrote down. "So… what do you think you will be able to accomplish with this? What kind of damage can this thing actually do?" Yes, the question he was absolutely dreading the answer towards, especially concerning the orange wearing menace of the streets.

Naruto scratched his chin while looking at his hand. "It does a ton of physical damage. I can rip trees out of the ground and stuff that weighs heaps with just one ejection point alone. Walls can also be ripped to pieces if they're standalone and I was even able to get an entire house to move several feet from its spot." This had the Chunin shake his head in disbelief, being unable to comprehend such a scenario. It was then the blonde looked up at Iruka and dropped him the coup de grace of bombs. "I also know it can do some serious damage to people… and not just send them flying across a valley."

"How do you know that?" Yet another answer Iruka started sweating bullets over.

"The last person I fought with was a guy named Crow. I sent him packing with a full power Jet Hand and blasted his body into a concrete pillar. The barrier caved in on itself and I'm pretty sure if the guy wasn't so damn hardwearing he would have died right there."..