"Gosen! Wake up!"

The boy's eyes fluttered open and he found his mother standing over him. She had an angry look on her face as she looked down at him. He immediately sat up, afraid of what she would do to him if he didn't get up. He ran to his closet and pulled out his orange training outfit and ran downstairs, out the back door, and into the backyard. He found his father sitting in a lawn chair reading a book with his glasses on. Without looking at him, he closed his book, and put it on the table with his glasses. He then stood up and faced the boy.

"I was beginning to think you wouldn't come, Gosen," he said.

Gosen smiled weakly. "Sorry."

"Let's just begin,"

Gosen got into his battle stance and his father did the same. They charged at each other at an incredible speed. Gosen ducked as his father tried to kick him in the head. Gosen swung his feet on the ground tripped him. He fell in the grass, but quickly got back up. He sent a punch toward Gosen's face, but he blocked it with the palm of his left hand and tried to punch his father with his right. His father tilted his head, dodging it, and kicked at Gosen's ribs. Gosen jumped five feet in the air and kicked his father in the chest. He went flying back, but quickly regained his balance and got into his stance.

Gosen's father stood still for a while, and then disappeared from where he once was. Gosen's eyes widened in shock. He wasn't expecting his father to be taking this so seriously.

"Don't think I'll go easy on you," Gosen heard his father's voice from all around him.

Gosen caught a glimpse of him from the corner of his eye and kicked in that direction. Instead of hitting his target, he hit the the cold morning air. Suddenly, he felt a hard kick in his back. He was sent flying forward toward the house. Just as he was about to crash into it, his father appeared in front of him and kicked him the other way. This time, Gosen stopped myself and jumped back as his father appeared to kick him again.

"That's not fair," Gosen said. "You're using your disappearing trick again."

His father shook his head. "I told you to train your speed. If you had listened to me, you would have more time to dodge me. Then if you had more experience with sensing other people's ki, you would know I was going to appear. Let's that train now."

In a split second, he stood at the house door and was entering. He came back out with a black cloth. He disappeared and appeared before Gosen, which made him jump back in surprise. He blindfolded Gosen with the cloth and his vision became darkness.

"We'll be practicing sensing ki," his father said. "You need to learn to fight what you can't see."

All Gosen saw was darkness, and sensed nothing. He felt like a blindfolded duck in an ocean. You had no ideas the dangers awaiting you. And with a person like his father, you're bound to get injured.

"Here I come," his father said.

Gosen heard the wind whistle as his father disappeared again. Suddenly, He was kicked in the face by an unseen leg. He stood firm, badly hurt.

"Come on, Gosen," his father said. "Try to sense my ki, my energy. Try to see without your eyes, but with your other senses."

Gosen did as his father said and looked around as if he could see. He felt strange waves of ki coming from one place. He guessed that was his father's. The sensation of the ki was powerful, which told him his father was more powerful than he thought he was to be. The ki began moving at an incredible speed. One moment it was standing still, and the next it was in another place. When he sensed it appear behind me, he had no idea what it was doing. He jerked forward, but still got hit.

"I see that you can now sense my ki," said his father's voice. "but you don't know what my attacks are. You also have to sense this as well."

Gosen felt his father's ki as it began to move again. This time, it appeared in front of him. He could somehow tell what the attack was this time. He could feel his father's hard fist coming for his face. He sidestepped it, but he felt his father send another punch at him. He dodged that one too and jumped in the air and kicked at his father's head. He felt it as he dodged it and tried to knee Gosen while he was in the air. Gosen stopped his knee with his hand and punched him in the face, then kicked him twice on the chest. He went sailing backwards from the powerful blows and into the fence.

Just then, Gosen remembered something important.

"School!" he yelled.

He ran into the house, not bothering to take the blindfold off. He sensed his way to his room upstairs and put on his school uniform. He took a moment to take the blindfold off, letting sunlight shine on his face, and threw in on the ground. He then ran downstairs and rushed out the door. He ran for the school on foot, since he knew the bus was long gone.