Izuna had been training with his older brother, Madara, since sunrise but the whole time, his head was swirling with tangled thoughts that caused him to stumble as they sparred together, much to his embarrassment. He wasn't usually so distracted during his training and it was shameful.

Izuna knew he was distracted but he neither wanted to acknowledge nor think about his arranged marriage—even though it felt like it was the only thing he could think about for the past month since his father informed him of his impending nuptial. He finally called for a break as the sun began to set below the horizon, sneaking off to a small clearing of trees to collect his breath and his jumbled thoughts.