"Well that was fun." Sean pressed on his knee and got up to his feet.

Miri looked down at her hands, they were covered in burns. She looked back up at Sean who stood over her. Her thoughts from the previous day shrugged off through the more time she looked at him. He offered his hand to his sister. She accepted it and got helped up to her feet.

"Can't get the Rasengan down can ya?" Sean laughed.

"Not like you can do it. You won't even show up here yourself." Miri poked Sean's chest.

"Not like I need to master that, I spent enough time learning other jutsus."

"We get it mister Sharingan. You know, you can teach me what you spent so much time on."

"Maybe another time. If anything, I should be teaching you about the Rinnegan."

"I understand it. Might take a while before I'm adapt enough for the abilities. But I got time."

"Time for now. Let's get to the juicy part. Open that scroll." Sean rubbed his hands together.

"I'm waiting for Danzo to return. Rather not get any surprise without several words."

"Why do you want to wait for him? He's just going to poison your mind to go with it."

"Danzo obviously planted this on us. I want to hear his reasoning with it."

"I'm going out for a walk." Sean turned away from his sister and to the direction of the village.

Miri threw her hands in the air and growled in frustration. She held out one arm and moved the other one on top of it. A small blue ball formed in her hand but exploded at the size of a baseball. She screamed into the air.

"It isn't as easy as it looks." Magu stepped into Miri's vision.

"Magu!" Miri ran over to her captain and jumped into her arms. "I thought you died." She looked directly into his eyes. They were locked into the moment, nothing could break it apart.

"Um." Magu coughed. Miri got off of Magu and moved her hands behind her back. "Why didn't you tell me you wanted to learn about the Rasengan?"

"Naruto said we should learn it. As another user of the Sage mode."

Magu held out his palm to form a blue ball inside it. "Should've asked me for help, I know a really easy trick." Magu grabbed her hand and held his one hand over it. "Send in a bit of your nature chakra in with your raw chakra until you can summon it without it."

"Doesn't your Rasengan use the lava style? How is that any different?"

"I use the concentrated form of chakra then implement my style. When you originally use your style, it makes it weaker since it isn't just pure chakra but manipulated chakra. You don't add frosting to cake when you originally make it but after."

Miri concentrated down on her palm. The normal blue orb that formed was shaded purple. The ball grew to cover the size of her hands and stretched out to her fingers. Both of them smiled.

"Told you it would work. It won't be as strong but it's a good start."

"Well since you decided to help me now, how about a little more?"

"Sure, what's up?"

"Tell me about your past. How'd you learn the Rasengan."

Magu let out a small laugh and walked over to one of the upright logs. He slid down it until he planted firmly to the ground. "It's quite interesting really. Years ago before I thought Naruto was even in the picture."

Magu sat cross legged at the tree he spent many nights before. The dense shade created a cool drift in the summer sun. His eyes were closed and explored his mind. Through his lucid dreams he could hear other Chuunin whisper as they went by. To him they were more of mumbles, not a single word could be defined in his ears.

A kick to his foot made one of his eyes crease open. Magu was suspicious of the man that woke him. He had clothes fitted like a old person but made for an old person. His hair was like one to him as it was pure white and thickened. But his face appeared much younger than he saw one of that age.

Magu opened both eyes before he spoke. "What do you want?" He snarked.

"Just came here to see what you're doing." He answered. "Mind if I sit next to you?"

"Sure. Just don't bother me." Magu closed his eyes.

The man laugh as he dropped next to the young Magu. "Don't know how to say this kid but that's not going to happen. The Third says you're trying to learn the lava style without any real learning of it."

"I don't need to go through that kind of training. The deepest part of my mind knows it. I just got to release that."

"I've also been told that you don't possess any earth nature chakra inside you."

"I do. I just have to release it."

"The names Jiraiya kid. I spent many years inside and out the village. I've been through wars, if you don't have it, I know you don't have it. Only one person has it."

"And I know how she does it. I only wish to try to master it."

"Master it?" Jiraiya laughed. "First you need to learn it."

"I have it learned."

"Show me. So then maybe the Third Hokage will lay off of me a bit."

"Why show it to you? I want to get it perfected before I go to the Hokage with it."

"Would you do it to impress some ladies?" Magu opened his eyes, he was less than excited to see the old man's face turn bright red.

Magu shrugged. "Nah, women don't fancy me."

Jiraiya followed Magu's eyes up to a second story window. He could see a boy through there throw on a shirt. Jiraiya picked up what Magu referenced to.

"I see, well before you go to the Hokage with it. Let me show you something." He attained Magu's attention to his hand. A blue orb filled inside his hand. "This is called the Rasengan. If you can attach your lava ability to this, that will prove everything to the Hokage. And impress him."

"Impress who?"

Jiryaha chuckled. "Whoever 'him' is."

Magu's face lightened up. "Whatever you say old man"

Magu finished his reminense of the past and spun around to the log. "He took me here, after months of off and on training I learned the Rasengan. And years later I learned the Molten Rasengan. Had to switch these logs out so many times."

"So did you ever impress him?" Miri asked. She turned around with Magu.

"Of course I did, what kind of person can turn down a man with a ball of lava?"

"A man with a bucket."

They both shared a laugh. "Ah Miri, it's been a while since I spoke about that story. Hearing of Jiryaha's passing still hurts."

"And who was he?"

"You'll learn about him one day, after all this."