A relic of times where the Sunagakure wasn't surrounded in only sand. The Aqueducts used to carry water down from fresh water oasis at various points around the village and give the center a thriving environment. Now this ancient engineering feat is nothing more than the skeletal remains of the lost Sunagakure. Of course, it has been unearthed in recent times, and is most actively used as a battle ground or random entrance to one of the many buried treasures to be found beneath the village.
Early morning, the young, male son of Sunagakure's Kazekage and Jounin Hanchou appeared within the forgotten aqueducts, bringing his mother with him. He appeared in mid-air, seeming to be in a sitting position, though he righted himself and landed smoothly on his bare feet upon arrival. He was prepared for combat, and the red-haired woman had agreed to play around for a bit. However, there was a bit of curiosity in the lad. "I don't know this place."
The red haired Kazekage who'd been previously sitting was soon teleported to the place of her choosing. Though she often shifted herself through her Hiraishin, to various other places in sitting positions and otherwise, she was still more than a bit stunned that it'd been done so smoothly with nothing but the boy's ability to teleport them. Beyond this, she wasn't really used to relinquishing control of her movements as such she seemed to rather comically flap her arms and legs around a bit. "Shit." with quick reflexes she turned her body around rotating her spine and landed on her feet with her hands on the ground. This posture made her look a bit like a wild cat not that it mattered. She soon recovered and stood, beginning to rotate her shoulders and hearing the question her son had to offer her. "Hmm, I guess you don't really leave the center of the village much, huh?" she said rhetorically before she explained. "This place is an abandoned Aqueduct, I run through here sometimes... but no one ever comes here so we don't have to worry about 'terrorizing the villagers' or anything." she said, with the start of terrorizing she used her hands to make quotation marks in the air, this was something she'd been chastised for from time to time by various elders in the village, who though what the redhead considered play was a bit extreme.
As strange as this venue was to Hakudoshi, it was apparently a place within the confines of the village. It was also a place with a name very unfamiliar to the lad. "Aqua Ducks? That's redundant," he said, looking around the area. "There aren't any ducks here." These apparent "ducks" aside, Hakudoshi was here for one reason: the fight. As such, he performed the warm-up stretches he had grown used to in training with Aiko, and gained a more serious expression when Benihime spoke of villager terrorism. "They shouldn't all be so weak," he retorted with puffy cheeks and a furrowed brow.
As Benihime finished her stretches her young son seemed to take issue with the naming of this place. A bit of a chuckle came from the woman as she ran a hand through her hair and explained to the young man about the ducks. "You're priceless, Little One. But it isn't named after an animal. It's named after its function. It's an old channel used to funnel water to places that don't have water." she explained. "A duct." She finished, and found the right amount of necessary stretching had been done. It seemed her son had already been getting in at least a bit of practice from his older sister like companion as he too stretched a bit, his reaction to potential village terrorism was about normal for a child but Benihime sighed just a tad. "Well, not everyone can be strong from the start, Hakudoshi. Some people are trying, and need more time. I am like that." she said done stretching she took a breath and calmed herself. "And some people's strengths lie in things other than fighting..." she meant what she said, but her strengths were generally combat based, as such she strung together three hand seals rather quickly and create a torrent of water from the palm of her hand. Part of the other reason she'd chosen this place was for her son's present affinity. She knew a few water jutsu and thought to maybe give him a couple more for his skills. 'Suiton: Hahonryū' she thought as the spiral of water in her hand soon launched towards the small boy's torso, in a few spirals which were well beyond enough to bruise the average person.
"Hmph. Stupid name," Hakudoshi said, once again in a huff due to the fact that this was now the second time in two days he'd had such a problem with words. By the time he finished stretching, Benihime had clarified to him that strength wasn't something most were simply born with, and that there were strengths other than fighting. Most importantly, she stressed that she was one such person whose strength didn't come naturally. Hakudoshi couldn't quite agree with this. "Iie. Kaa-san's always been strong," he said.
When the Water Jutsu was thrown his way, Hakudoshi responded with the only Ninjutsu in his arsenal which could be used by him quickly. A spiral of chakra formed a solid orb - a Rasengan - in his right hand, only to be swiftly thrown toward Benihime's projectile. When the Rasengan and the Tearing Torrent collided, Hakudoshi's technique seemed to swallow the latter. This created massive amounts of water vapor, forming a water vortex with a violent rotation and a solid barrier between the two combatants.
"Sugoi," the boy said to the visual before his eyes. It was then that he chose to take the offensive, using a form of the Rasengan he had created with his first test of it. With both hands, he spawned five total Rasengans in tandem this time, all packed within a single orb of chakra half the size of his body. A shift of his hands sent this orb hurdling toward the Kazekage, effectively wiping the water vortex Hakudoshi had been momentarily fascinated by from existence as it passed through.
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