Name: Teaching Jutsu
Difficulty: D
Location: Kusamuragakure no sato
Reward: 5,000 Ryo
Experience: 25 Experience
Objective: You're charged with helping the academy student learn their jutsu, and showing them your own.
Description: You're simply going to observe the form of the academy students and help them along, afterwards showing them your own jutsu to help inspire them to become stronger and learn more powerful jutsu. It will be outdoors, so please, no destruction. Describe in 600 words or more how you teach them and what you teach them, do no use any jutsu you do not have prior to starting this mission

    Kotetsu lowered the Mission paper from his face just as he strolled into the grassy lot outside the academy. A class was already waiting lazily in the shade of a Sakura tree. About twelve or thirteen little shinobi-in-training. Kotetsu stopped to smile. They were a beautiful sight, as they saw him and smiled, ready to learn.

    One child looked extremely pleased, and Kotetsu recognized him as the child he had encouraged to go to the academy on his first D Rank mission.

"Kotetsu-senpai!!!" Kotetsu was instantly annoyed, but a soft smile greeted his lips at the title.

"Please. Just Kotetsu. How are you?"

"I'm good Kotetsu! Are you the one helping us with our Jutsu today?"

Kotetsu threw together a few handsigns as the child rushed at him for a hug, and before he could had vanished into a puff of smoke. A log was left in the child's grip.

"I sure am." Kotetsu gave the children a wry smile, as they all turned and realized he had performed the substitution Jutsu and laughed, as he was now behind the group.

"Okay. How about we start with a clone Jutsu? Go ahead and try it. One at a time." The Children set to work, and so did their Genin instructor. A few of the kids were exceptional, and others produced pitiful, pale copies of themselves. Kotetsu moved elbows and corrected handsigns.

"You have to remember to make your handsigns as precise as possible. It helps focus chakra in the best way possible. It's not really needed, however. In a fight with another Shinobi, it's hard to get the handsigns perfect, but it should always be second nature to get as close as possible."

"Could you show us YOUR jutsu now?" One small girl asked, starry eyed. The rest turned, pleadingly.

"Alright." Kotetsu said with a chuckle. He stood in thought for a moment. Their space was quite small, and he didn't want to start a fire. Finally he decided. This little show would take a good bit out of him, but it was worth it.

He dashed at the sakura tree at his top speed, which wasn't anything to sneeze at. He had already begun to throw together some handsigns just as he heard a chorus of little voices below.

"Wow!" "So fast!" "Oh man!" Were stated from the group. He had jumped to the top of the tree in a blink, and had his back toward the air as he jumped into the open, trailed by sakura petals. Not his first Jutsu was ready.

"FIRE STYLE: OIL FOUNTAIN JUTSU" Kotetsu said valiantly as he spewed a trail of black liquid directly above him. Once he landed on the ground he would have to act quickly, so he began his handsigns for his next jutsu in his decent.

"FIRE STYLE: FIREBALL JUTSU" Kotetsu spewed an orb of flame towards the stream, and ignited it at it's tip. It seemed a bit like an explosion, and sent splatters of flaming oil out into the open around them. The children were still at a safe distance, but Kotetsu wasn't quite finished. He performed his last Jutsu. The body flicker technique. His form was a blur to those watching, and he rushed to the Sakura tree and back in a fraction of a second. He had cut out a section of bark about the size of his head with a kunai, and now was rushing into the path of flaming blotches of Oil and catching them on his wooden canvas.

Finally he had a plate of flame left as he appeared back in front of the students. With a wink, he tossed the bark into the air, spinning vertically like a target. It shed off sparks and embers in a shower of harmless light, and was beautiful to say the least. When it came back down, however, Kotetsu caught it and examined his work. The section of bark now shown a black sakura blossom, burned into it's surface, given definition by the spinning and flowing of the oil. Kotetsu was pleased, and left it against the sakura tree it came from. A blossom that would never die. He steadied his breathing, and waived goodbye to the class, whom were speechless with the memory of the sight.