Sai felt his arms wobble just as he pushed up one last time. His muscles shook violently before giving out, leaving him face first in a mud puddle beneath his drenched body.
'One thousand sixty seven, one thousand sixty eight...' A voice called from beside him, exuberant and gleeful, making Sai cringe inwardly as he turned his mud splotched face to his mission companion Rock Lee. His partner drenched through and through, just as he, was showing no signs of slowing down.
The smile on his face gave the impression that Lee wouldn't want to be doing anything else on this stormy afternoon than doing his usual two thousand push ups out in the flooded training fields. Arms forcing himself up and down, his nose touching the puddle that was wrist deep surrounding his body.
Sai had only made it to five hundred, not bad, but Lee had put his ANBU training to shame and Sai felt a little more than envious at the man's dedication to the cause, whatever his cause may be.
'YOUTH!' Lee screamed. 'One Thousand seventy six...!'
Sai felt his lips turn up into a smile as he propped himself up out of the water that had already flooded around him. The rain had started a week ago, hadn't slowed since. The roads were rivers that flowed to the shallow lakes where the training fields should have been.
'One thousand eighty four...!'
Sai glanced to the sand bags in front of them; half had already been moved towards the forest behind them before the two found it fitting to take a break. Of course, the break brought him to the face down position in the mud, watching Lee struggle effortlessly against gravity, water and his own will power.
'Two thousand!' He boomed with enthusiasm, grabbing onto Sai's hands, pulling him over to the sand bags. 'Break's over Sai Kun! These bags won't move themselves.'