Training

[Munashii Hissori]

Munashii stood atop a training log, meditating. He had recently been given the rank of Genin, along with his family sword as was custom in the Hissori clan. He finally felt as if he had done justice to the faith his family put in him, even during his rebellious youth. His basic ninjutsu ability was accecptable. His Kenjutsu was advancing quickly, much to the delight of his family. He had even learned a few of the sword techniques of his clan, which his father in paticular was proud of. And his Keiji...

He activated his Kekkei Genkai, focusing on his hearing. He gave a small smile as he heard an insect crawling along a leaf on the other end of the field. His Keiji was improving.

But now he had finished his time at the acadamy, he was a little at a loss. He knew that eventually missions would come, but he also knew he would be working with other people. One thing he wasn't good at; socialising. People often found him... unfriendly. He didn't mean to be. He just didn't really have much to say to anyone. But soon he would be working with a team, and that wouldn't be an option. Communication was the key to teamwork. True, most of his clans' ninja worked alone, but all of them worked with others at some point.

"I wonder how they'll react to me", he thought to himself. "Well, one thing is for sure".

He settled back down into his mediatation.

"I will not let them down. I swear it".

[Kenshi]

Out of no where, Yoshimo walked around from the bushes that led to the training field. He looked around at the battle scars that the earth had taken from the genin years ago. He smiled as his eyes passed over a hole in the ground, a hole that he had created to escape his jounin-sensei and win. Just like Konoha the Jounin played "the bell" game to train their opponents, and Yoshimo had made sure to pack a bell in his pocket for Munashii if he was up to it today.

Yoshimo poked Munashii's back, obviously grabbing his attention and snapping him out of his meditation. Yoshimo walked in front of him, looking at the ninja that would one day become Kumogakure's finest. Yoshimo squatted to his eye level and smilied. Hoping to appear pleasing to him.

Munashii-kun, what shall we do today, train? Spar? Catch my bell? Or start for first day as genin with a mission?"

Yoshimo waited in response, wondering how Munashii would treat someone he had never seen before, and also who had rudely interrupted him.

[Munashii Hissori]

Munashii felt someone prod him in the back and had to control himself so he didn't fall off the log. It had been a very long time since anyone snuck up on him succesfully. Instinctively, his hand snapped up to the hilt of his sword and he jumped off the log, flipping in the air and landing on his feet facing his opponent. He didn't jump too far away. He was, after all, better at close combat.

However, when he saw who it was that interrupted his meditation, he stopped. He looked vaugely familiar. And the question he posed...

The final piece clicked into place. This must be his new sensei. He'd just been about to attack a Jonin rank ninja. He could even be higher than that. In his head, he laughted. That would have ended his career as a ninja prematurely.

He relaxed a little, moving his hand away from his sword. Using his Keiji, he looked his new sensei over. He appeared to be real, he could see no genjutsu in place. That was enough for him.

"I was about to do some fighting excersizes, but sparring sounds like a better idea. I've always wanted to test myself against a superior opponent".

He reached for his sword again, but hesitated. There was a good chance that this man had no idea how the Hissori Clan fought. He didn't want to attack with his sword only to find that he would take offence and ask for a new pupil.

"You are aware that my clan fights with swords as a rule? And you appear to know my name. What is yours, sensei?"

If this man was not who Munashii thought he was, he was about to see the abilities of the heir of the Hissori Clan.

And he would be unpleasently suprised.

[Kenshi]

OOC: Dude the way you ended that was kick ass.

IC: During the time that Yoshimo had kept his eyes closed, he at once didn't notice that such power came from this genin. The reaction he had to a stranger was superb, something that could be molded and fashioned into a great shinobi with training through the years. Yoshimo was thoroughly surprised at his reactions, but he was glad that such a genin had fell into his hands. Yoshimo turned around and looked into his eyes. He spoke under his breath, and to himself very quietly as to not be heard.

"I wonder who is parents are, Tonbi ga taka o umu",

Yoshimo watched has the genin almost grabbed his sword. Yoshimo had done his reserach, he knew what the Raikage kept records on about his clan, but he didn't know how it actually worked. He knew that their Kenjutsu was not to be trifled with, and he was eager to see how it played out into battle. Yoshimo detected a sense of maturity among this one, and his reactions seemed to be amazing. Yoshimo wanted to test him.

"My name is Yoshimo Izoto, your new sensei. Your file...showed a lot. Munashii, I'm going to spar with you, and what I want you to do is dodge every attack", Yoshimo's voice was monotone, broken and slow as if he was planning something. Yoshimo quickly thought to himself.

'This kids got the potential to be one of the best....'

Yoshimo holsterd a kunai out of his pocket and threw it at Munashii.

[Munashii Hissori]

OOC: Thanks, I hope my fighting writing is as good! Any tips for improvement are fully welcome.

IC: Munashii did not like the way Yoshimo-sensei moved. He said he had read his file, which meant he probably knew his strengths and weaknesses. He may even know about his techniques and most likely knew all about the Keiji. And to top it all off, Munashii knew nothing about this man, his techniques, his methods or his skill level. All in all, attacking with a kunai seemed... too easy.

All these thoughts passed through his mind in a flash as the kunai flew towards him.

A small smile slid across his lips.

He drew his sword in one fluid motion and, with a flick of his wrists deflected the kunai, sending it flying back towards its owner. It wasn't dodging, but it got the job done. At the same moment, he darted towards a tree to take cover from any other projectiles his new sensei cared to throw his way, using the kunai as a distraction. Losing sight of his sparring partner, he activated his Keiji, listening closely for any sign of movement, be it steps or handsigns.

He was ready for the next attack.

[Kenshi]

Yoshimo was once again thouroughly surprised at the skill of this child. His reflexes were like that of a Chuunin, maybe Jounin. Yoshimo knew he couldn't let this boy slip through his hands untrained. Yoshimo watched as the boy prepared to dodge the kunai, watching his reactions control his body in one fluid motion. His katana, for its size, had been deadly accurate, and he blocked the kunai in such away that he was able to deflect it back. Yoshimo quickly leaned his back towards the ground, allowing the kunai to pass over his body and into the bushes. Yoshimo didn't know much, the Raikage-sama's files only told you about the person, they never really told you about the individuals abilities. That part was up to the Jounin to learn that.

Yoshimo reached in his back pocket and grabbed a set of kunai, about seven of them or so, each tagged with his black explosive notes. Yoshimo wasn't sure that he should use these notes, they had the fire power to level trees on one blast, and were highly dangerous just to carry around. Yoshimo bit his lower lip in frustration. Something was telling him that he shouldn't try to kill the boy, and the other was telling him that he had to risk it anyways to make him stronger. Yoshimo put his hands together and began to try to sense for Munashii. He was a hard one to sense, but eventually he was able to find the area that he was in. Yoshimo assumed that he was in the bushes, or in the tree, but two tagged kunai could take care of that.

"Don't get hit, don't get hit, don't get hit, don't get hit...." Yoshimo repeated to himself.

Yoshimo threw the two kunai, each of them sticking to their targets. One in the bushes, and one on the base of a large tree. The last thing Yoshimo needed was a dead genin on his hands. How would he explain that to the Raikage? Yoshimo hoped that this boy's abillties would be able to save him. Pressing his hands together in the tiger handsign, Yoshimo caused the notes to exploded, destorying the bushes and the base of the tree.

[Munashii Hissori]

Munashii heard the kunai as they flew through the air towards the tree he was behind and to the bushes to his right. He also knew it was time to move since his position had been compromised. He still had his Keiji active when he noticed the explosive notes attached to the kunai as they sailed by, which was lucky as he would not have noticed them otherwise.

He hadn't wanted to use the speed the Keiji granted yet, since the strain was still a lot for his body to cope with. But since it was now life or death, he decieded that a few aches and pains where worth it. Concentrating, he flew out of the explosion range in the blink of an eye and into the branches of the trees on the opposite side of the training ground before the kunai had hit there targets.

Munashii grimaced as pain flashed through his body as he landed on the branch. The explosion from the tags roared throughout the grounds. "This guy is playing for keeps", he thought to himself.

He could keep up this speed, but not for much longer. He might as well use it while he could. He'll show this man his skill before his body gave up on itself. Just a small demonstration.

Using the branch as a brace, he pushed off, heading straight for Yoshimo, who now had his back to him.

With the most careful touch, he sliced a small amount of his hair off with his sword, not much, just a enough for him to know what he had done. He knew his new teacher would be only a few moments behind him and would counter quickly, so again he landed in the shelter of a tree. Deactivating his Keiji, he realised just how much strain he had put on his body as he almost doubled over in agony. It seemed he would have to conserve his strength and show Yoshimo-sensei his skills of stealth and concealment. He relocated, favouring his left leg. Once he had found a good hiding position, he watched Yoshimo.

Keeping the panting to a minimum, he prayed that his sensei wouldn't try anything like that again in this fight.

But he still had a trick up his sleeve. He just hoped his stealth skill would hide him long enough for him to recuperate so he could try it.

[Kenshi]

Yoshimo was still surprised by this ninja's talent. His bloodline seemed to be paying off for him, and his speed and senses had been increased drastically. Yoshimo watched as the top of his hair fell off, tumbling its way down his face only to his waist where the wind blew it away. He didn't know his genin was capable of such movements.

Yoshimo looked at his last movements and began to think. He was a master at hiding, because he was a master at finding. Yoshimo didn't do anything, he simply put his hands in the rat handsign and began to sink down into his shadow. His first ninjutsu technique. After a while Yoshimo was gone, just a shadow in his previous spot. Yoshimo would out wait the hunter.

[Munashii Hissori]

Munashii watched in amamzement as Yoshimo sunk into the ground, becoming nothing but a shadow. He couldn't tell which shadow held his sensei from any other shadow in the training area. Here he was, a member of a clan who specialty was tracking and hunting.

And he was hunting shadows.

The irony didn't escape him.

Okay, time to look at the facts. He was injured and tired, sparring with an opponent who was vastly more powerful. While his chakra levels where still good, his body had taken damage. His sensei had taken no damage and was only now starting to use ninjutsu. Yoshimo seemed to be able to use some technique that allowed him to either control or manipulate shadows, or something similar. It wasn't a genjutsu, since Munashii would have been able to tell. He also seemed to be attacking with the intent to kill. Made sense. A person performed much better with their life on the line. He checked his pouch and counted up his ninja tools.

Four kunai. Five shuriken. One kunai with explosive tag. Two soldier pills.

All in all, it was not looking to good for Munashii.

For a few minutes Munashii did nothing, thinking the situation over in his head. He didn't know what Yoshimo-sensei was planning. His teacher could be waiting for him to become impatient and try something drastic. While Munashii was a patient person, he knew when to use stealth and when it got you nowhere. His sensei seemed to be waiting for him to make a move, and if he didn't they would be here for a long time.

A plan started to form in his mind.

It wasn't ideal and there was a high chance it wouldn't work, but it was all he had. Using the explosive note, he would create a bright light source in the middle of the training grounds. A flash bomb or two would have been better at this, but there was no point wishing for what he didn't have. Using his Keiji to improve his sight, he would quickly search the grounds in the hope of seeing a shadow that was moving strangely or some other sign of Yoshimo-sensei's presence. When (and if) he found him, he would attack using his sword in the hope he could drive him out of hiding in the shadows. If he could bring Yoshimo into a close combat fight, he was confident that his abilities would increase his chance for survival. Slightly.

He was under no illusions. Not a single one of his attacks would land on his sensei.

After all, Munashii was confident of his abilities. Not arrogant.

He readied his explosive tag and threw into the middle of the training ground. The sound of an explosion roared through the area again as Munashii detonated the tag. He watched the shadows, praying to find something.

There! That shadow seemed different to the others. Without hesitation, he jumped from his hiding place and dashed towards his target shadow. He made the approprate hand signs and drew his weapon, shouting out a name that was lost in the explosion. The blade of his sword suddenly blazed with chakra as he implamented the Fuuton Ken, increasing the cutting power of his sword dramatically.

He attacked the shadow. If this didn't work, he hoped that his mistake would at least draw out the real Yoshimo. He just hoped his error wouldn't be fatal.

[Kenshi]

Yoshimo knew for a fact that his ninjutsu had thrown him for a loop. A hunter can only hunt things with some sort of life, and since Yoshimo's ninjutsu concealed that, he would have a hard time. That also triggered Yoshimo's predictions for Munashii. He knew a hunter's drive would be to find his prey, and if ninjutsu or taijutsu, or raw senses alone couldn't accomplish that he would resort to tools. Yoshimo slightly pushed his head into the real world again, forcing it out of his shadow. Yoshimo looked around, trying to spot Munashii. He was unsuccessfull so he returned to his previous hidden state, and moved poisitions effortlessly, keeping him concealed.

Yoshimo knew that Munashii would resort to light bombs, or any type of combustion. Since Yoshimo was in shadow form, his body wouldn't be revealed, but the light would reveal his shadow. Too much light that surrounded his shadow was bad, because it drew chakra to keep the shadow there and instead of dispersing. Yoshimo knew he couldn't stay in this state forever. After all, a hunter couldn't rely on his senses alone, he had to use tools and the area to his advantage, something Yoshimo knew Munashii would have to try.

Yoshimo attached himself to a tree shadow, and with his bloodline powers, he was somewhat able to see as the tree saw. This obviously made the tree shadow darker, and forced him to stick out. Before Yoshimo could search for Munashii, Munashii revealed himself.

His sword!!!!

Yoshimo wasn't thinking at all. Since that sword caused some sort of light, Yoshimo would have a hard time escaping it. It would literally force him out of his own shadow. The cutting power of the sword drove it in to the ground, but that didn't mean anything, all he had to do was get near him. Yoshimo pushed against the katana with a kunai as he slowly arose from his hiding place. His arm, head and shoulders appeared first. He wasn't struggling with the genin's strength, his face just gave the notion that. He was just mad at him ownself for being caught. Yoshimo fully arose and clashed kunai to katana with Munashii. Yoshimo reached in his pocket and threw a light bomb on the ground.

What would Munashii do now that Yoshimo was gone once again?

[Munashii Hissori]

Munashii strained with his sensei, sword against kunai. He was almost certain his Wind Blade was about to cut through Yoshimo-sensei's kunai when he had disengaged, thrown that light bomb on the ground and dissapeared again. Munashii uttered a curse as the flash almost blinded him and he jumped back into the trees, the brief encounter quickly over. When his sight had cleared, Yoshimo had gone.

Munashii gave his small smile. He was enjoying this game of hide and seek. And now his teacher had unwittingly given him an advantage.

When their weapons had clashed, some of Yoshimo-sensei's kunai's metal had stuck to his sword with the impact of the blows. Carefully removing them, he brought the small shard of metal close to his nose and inhaled. Metal had a certain distinct smell that all of his clan appreciated.

As the old clan saying went, nothing beats the smell of naked steel in the morning.

With the scent firmly implanted, he activated his Kekkei Genkai once again. His muscles throbbed in memory of the pain he was still enduring from the high speed he had previously used, but he was not going to use it again in this battle unless another life or death situation came up. His body couldn't take another dose of Keiji speed.

After a few moments of searching, he caught onto the scent of the oiled metal of his sensei's kunai. With caution and stealth, he tracked his quarry throught the trees. He already had a plan in mind. When he found Yoshimo-sensei, he would throw three of his shuriken at him to distract him as Munashii himself ran through the tree tops and ambushed him from above, attacking with some good old fashioned swordwork, no tricks.

The thrill of the chase coursed through him. It was certainly gratifiying to hunt a more advance ninja.

Just so long as he kept his eyes open and didn't fall into any traps that may have been left for him.

[Uchiha Kumori]

Keiteki had been flying for a few minutes, feeling the wind brush up against his face felt good in the light dirzzle. He felt fresh, but still a little tired from his sparring match with Yoshimo. He hadn't seen his friend in a while, and wondered why he had won the battle. Keiteki deferred to Yoshimo as the stronger ninja in a battle situation, which was understandable. Yoshimo was such an intelligent ninja, especially for his clan's sake, which he left behind a long time ago. In addition, supplementing his incredible intelligence is his shadow manipulating abilities, which was far superior to the Nara Clan's. Somehow, the two clans competed, and in the smoke's clearing, came this. Combined with the Shadow Manipulating superiority of the Izoto clan, and the superior intelligence of the Nara Clan. He was seemingly perfect to surpass both clans strongest ninja. Still, I knew it. He had been going easy on me from the start. He never intended on seriously finishing the battle. Keiteki was insulted to the greatest caliber.

" I don't need his kid gloves, and neither does he. I want a fight, not an example." Keiteki said to himself in anger. Keiteki seemed to be both angered and dissappointed with himself. He felt he was weak, compared to his younger, stronger comrade. He had started thinking about finishing the job. NO.

"No, I could never do that. There is bound to be someone stronger than you are, somewhere. I have to control myself." Keiteki told himself. He really wasn't sure if he could control himself. Lately, he had been looking at himself. Keiteki saw so many other ninja out there as stronger than he was, and he thought the name Jounin was pathetic. Keiteki wanted to become stronger, that much he knew. He decided to begin training out in a circle clearing. However, he saw that somebody was already using these grounds.

He could see something in the field, yet nothing. There must've been a battle of some kind taking place here, wherever it may have been, and he saw some kind of light bomb go off. He instantly knew what was going on, and who was here at the time. Yoshimo was here, probably sparring against somebody else. He knew it, Keiteki simply wasn't a challenge for the great Yoshimo Izoto. Keiteki grew more angry over this, and landed in the clearing, looking at the trees where the light bomb had activated around. Keiteki then saw some ninja sprint into the trees. He realized that this was no confrontation, but rather, simply a sensei-student spar. Keiteki got less worried over his rage, and decided that he was going to begin practicing something else he had been working on. A new element.

[Kenshi]

Yoshimo had traveled away from the battle scene and he knew that Munashii's nose would allow him to follow. Another advantage of his. Yoshimo had totally lost track of the time, and high noon was almost upon them. Yoshimo had several things to do on his agenda, some of which were important to the countries sake. He was an advisor after all. Yoshimo took the piece of kunai he had, and began to rub it over his skin. He knew that nose of his couldn't help but follow it, and Yoshimo had the intention to throw it in the bushes and make his escape.

But something great happened.

Keiteki had popped in, and now he had someone to keep training Munashii. It wasn't that Yoshimo didn't want to train Munashii, it was just that he needed to be about his day. He was hoping that Munashii would decide to go on his missions with him, but Yoshimo couldn't hold that against him. He wanted to train, and not run Yoshimo's arronds. Yoshimo promised himself that he would train with him later on.

Yoshimo quickly pushed his leg off of a tree branch, pushing his way closer to Keiteki. With every hop, he got closer, and instantly he landed next to Keiteki. Yoshimo quickly placed the kunai on Keiteki's head, obviously surprising him. He got close to his ear and whispered, not to give away his poisition to Munashii.

"Train him would you?"

With that Yoshimo jumped back into flight, leaving Keiteki with a genin on his trail. Yoshimo laughed as he quickly traveled back to Kumogakure, and to his apartment. He was very busy today.

[Uchiha Kumori]

Keiteki couldn't be more confused right now. Keiteki had simply came to try and continue to train his jutsu and skills, yet all he got was whatever this was. Keiteki reached behind his head to pull a kunai out of his hair, and simply looked at it. He wondered, what the hell was a kunai doing there, and what was Yoshimo doing right now? Keiteki would've guessed that he was heading home or seeing the Raikage, but really, he probably just wanted to be alone at the moment, so Keiteki decided that here was probably the best place to start his training and try to continue working on Six Dot Force. This S Ranked Ninjutsu would make him tremendously stronger in the long run, and because he had no jutsu with such power right now, this jutsu may mean the difference between life and death, at least, Keiteki saw it that way, and stopped thinking about that right now. Obviously, he was supposed to be training somebody, but right now, since nobody was in sight, Keiteki decided to train himself.

"If whoever this is wants "training", he can find me himself." Keiteki said to himself blatantly, and he threw the kunai far, into the trees, and who knows where it landed. But really, he was no very interested in that right now, and so he began looking for somewhere to start training, when he found a lonely, old tree stump, and sat on it in lotus position.

"Right now, I should focus on this jutsu."

Keiteki sat sturdy and strong, near the woodland's end, closing his eyes, and focusing his chakra. He could feel his chakra racing through his body, and trying to find a way out of him. Finally, he released the chakra, and began using chakra control where it was needed most. Over the past couple of moths, Keiteki had been practicing with chakra control, attempting to master it perfectly, but knew that it would be difficult. Though he was not bad at chakra control, he really didn't know how much he actually needed to be able to perform this jutsu perfectly. Keiteki sat still, focusing his chakra in one area, gathering as much as he possibly could. In front of Keiteki was a giant, giant ball of large amounts of chakra. Keiteki then tried to take the next step in the process, and condense it into a solid. It failed once again. The chakra was forced together, but exploded with a huge boom, and blew Keiteki off of the tree stump.

"Damn!" Keiteki said to himself in anguish. Again, he tried to position himself in the proper manner, and began the process all over again. "I have to concentrate, I need to master this jutsu."

[Munashii Hissori]

Munashii creeped forward through the trees, emitting no noise whatsoever. The scent of his sensei's kunai was still in the training grounds. He was getting close.

There! It was right in front of him, not more than twenty metres away, hidden deep in some brush. He got out three shuriken as he had planned and used the scent as a target. He closed with his target, getting within ten metres before hurling the projectiles at what he assumed was Yoshimo's location. He jumped into the trees and launched himself at the location, dropping down, sword drawn and ready. He landed and...

He was alone.

There was no-one around. Confused, he opened his senses. There was no-one nearby. It was too late. Yoshimo-sensei could be far away by now. He saw something stuck in a tree. He went to inspect it and found it was the kunai Yoshimo had used. Munashii spat a curse and sheathed his sword. He had lost him.

Just then, a huge explosion sounded throughout the trees from the field where he and his sensei had started their match. With the kunai still in his hand, he raced to the field. When he got there, he hid in the trees, looking for his teacher. But it was not Yoshimo-sensei in the field. Instead there was someone he had never seen before. He was sitting on the floor with a gaint ball of what appeared to be chakra. Munashii was amazed. He had never seen such power displayed like this.

Then it exploded.

The sound was exactly like he had heard before when he had found the kunai. For a while he watched this man in his attempts to do... whatever it was he was trying to achieve. However, he forced himself back to thinking about his current problem. His sensei had gone. He doubted it was a test, since it was unusual to disappear from a sparring match. Maybe he had other duties he need to perform. Whatever the reason, this man may know them. He was, after all, obviously a powerful ninja. He might know Yoshimo-sensei.

He waited until the chakra had exploded again before he approched. He didn't want to interrupt the man half way through.

"Excuse me", Munashii said, his voice quiet but clear. "Have you seen anyone pass this way?".

Munashii had forgotten that he still had the damaged kunai of his sensei gripped in his hand.

[Uchiha Kumori]

Keiteki cursed in anguish. Still yet, this jutsu was not expected to be anything easy at all. After all, an S Rank Jutsu couldn't be as easy as he had hoped for it to be. Keiteki seemed dissappointed in himself. Keiteki felt another surge. He was questioning himself once again. What kind of power did he have, and what kind of power was he lacking on the inside? Keiteki knew that he was not as strong as his S Ranked friend, but still, he had at least hoped to be qualifying as a Jounin. He thought he didn't deserve the position of a Jounin. Keiteki cursed yet again. His previous attempts at doing it had ended in failure once again, exploding in his face. Keiteki suddenly began contemplating several things, before slapping himself across the face, telling himself to get a hold on reality. Keiteki couldn't let this bring him down, he needed to train more, he was so close to perfecting the jutsu, he just needed the right touch, and he'd do it.

Keiteki had sat down once again, on the same, flat stump, and put his hands in a sign again, charging his chakra, when he heard another a voice, one he didn't recall before. Keiteki stopped, and turned around to see a young man weilding a sword. He recognized the boy as a member of the Hissori Clan. Keiteki had heard of the clan, and the Drakun and Hissori were actually in fact allies with one another. They both valued the same justice and held similar honor systems as the other clan. Keiteki had clamed himself when he saw another ninja walking around, for he did not want to appear threatening. Keiteki stood up on the stump, and extended his wings, yawning, and then looking at the clan member, who wielded a sword, like the rest of his clan. Keiteki, unlike his little friend, chose Ninjutsu over weapons, and wanted to rely on his own strength, thouhg still using the help of his summons, choosing not to use pre made weaponry, but still was a dangerous opponent at close range, with his razor claws.

Keiteki didn't really know what to make of the stranger. He seemed to be a Genin, since he did wear a flak jacket like other Chuunin and Jounin did. But then again, neither did he, so he dared not underestimate this child, if he can be called that. Keiteki looked down at the ninja, and greeted him.

"So, you must be the one I have to train, huh? Well, I'm Keiteki Drakun, and it looks like I'll be training with you today. Tell me, what is your name, and what is it you need training with?" Keiteki asked like he was talking to a five year old. Keiteki would really rather continue practicing his jutsu then deal with him.

[Munashii Hissori]

Munashii took in the sight of the man who called himself Keiteki Drakun. The name was familiar to him, as their clans were allies. The way he had extended his wings, stood tall and talked down to him all made him seem to ooze with arrogance. But after the display of chakra skill he had watched, it would appear that he had the right to have a lot of confidence in his abilities. Still, the condisending tone with which he had been addressed had made him bristle, although he kept his appearence neutral. All that gave away his anger was the twitch his hand gave as he fought down the impulse to reach for a weapon. As for what he said about training, it seemed an odd thing to say since Keiteki himself seemed to be training. He replied in a polite manner:

"My name is Munashii Hissori", he said in a emotionless voice. "And I wish to be enlightened as to the whereabouts of a man named Yoshimo Izoto. He is my sensei. We were sparring a moment ago, but he appears to have left the grounds".

In his mind, he shrugged to himself. It seemed clear now that his teacher had gone to manage some other business. If Yoshimo-sensei wished to contact him, doubtless he would be able to find him. He didn't want to bother this man when it seemed obvious that he was already busy training. Munashii decided to leave to meditate at home.

"I do not wish to impede you Keiteki-sama, so I will leave you to your own training. I believe that Yoshimo-sensei has left to manage other duties. Please excuse me for the interruption", he said, bowing his head slightly.

[Uchiha Kumori]

Keiteki payed attention to the boy. Keiteki could tell he was strong, for a Genin at least, and that sword made him lethal, to an extent, and Keiteki respected that, but being sure that this person wasn't hostile, he quickly extended his finger claws at their 1 foot long maximum. The claws glared brightly, making Keiteki take both his arms down, and he hopped off the tree trunk, with a small amount of wind being brushed everywhere because of the wings motion. Still, if this was the boy he had to train, at least, acording to Yoshimo, Keiteki had to pay extra close attention to the boy. He seemed strong, and messing with him, he knew, would mean trouble. Killing a Genin wasn't on Keiteki's list of daily chores for today, and so, he began walking up to the young man, looking down at him, blocking the sun from his view, and seeming very emotionless.

"Munashii, huh? Okay, Munashii. Your sensei, Yoshimo, is gone, off to do important errands. In the meantime, I am your sensei, and right now, what I am doing does not matter. What matters now is your training."

Keiteki then turned around, slowly stepping out of the way, and walking towards the center of the large clearing, and performing a series of handseals. After he was finished, he had activated his Air Acrobat Jutsu. Air started pumping through and around Keiteki's large wings, and he felt a renewed feeling in them, and felt fresh and clean. Keiteki then took one large flap, and was blasted 30 feet in the air, and began flapping lazily, trying not to rely on the jutsu. He looked down at the young Genin, who Keiteki now knew was the ninja who he had to train, and no,w he had a new sparring oppurtunity.

"Now, it's our turn to spar, Munashii. Show me your clan's power firsthand."

[Munashii Hissori]

As the wind blasted him, throwing back his hood and reveling his white hair, he looked into the sky where his opponent was now occuping.

Although he still felt a little bruised from his sparring match with Yoshimo-sensei, he could not pass up the chance to test his mettle against another more advanced ninja. He gave a small smile. Jumping against a tree to give him a boost up, he lept into the sky after his opponent, using his left hand to throw three shuriken at Keiteki to distract him while his right prepared to make the right handsigns to create the Arashi Ken. When the projectiles had left his hand, he formed the combination and drew his sword, lightning flashing along the blade and crackling like insane laughter. He lashed out with his weapon, the attack leaving a blurring arc of light in the eyes of any watching it.

He hoped his momentum would hold so he could make decent amount of attacks before gravity kicked in.

[Uchiha Kumori]

Keiteki had hoped to occupy the skies for much of the match, as an advantage over his opponent, and set his opponent for Enkou Hashira, but it was cut short by his opponent's next move, which was three shuriken heading straight for him. Immediately, Keiteki began forming the handsigns needed for his defensive jutsu. Keiteki seemed almost panicking, his foe's speed was incredible for a Genin, and he knew he'd need the high sky, which would keep his foe from touching him with his sword. Keiteki hand finished his handseals, and held his hand to his mouth to direct his next attack. Keiteki directed a huge blast of compressed air at his opponent, deflecting the shurikens, and heading for his opponent.

"Think twice before recklessly charging into battle.

OOC: Sorry, that was all.

[Munashii Hissori]

Munashii saw the shuriken get blasted aside and knew there was no real way he could block or evade the attack. However, if he could go through it...

He halted the lightning chakra flowing through his sword and concentrated on brushing his chakra in two directions. Within seconds, his technique had changed into the Fuuton Ken, the Wind Blade. With no hesitation, he cut into the blast of chakra fueled air just at it hit, making it flow around him. Although his tactic had worked, he knew he was losing the momentum of his jump and would soon be plummeting back to earth. If he was going to make a successful attack, it would have to be now. He drew closer and closer to his sparring partner until he was almost right beside him. For a split second he looked down and saw the outlay of the training grounds, seeing the lake that was nearby and the numerous trees.

He felt his momentum stop and he turned in the air, twisting his body and striking out at Keiteki-sama, the blade coming down towards his arm.

Regardless of wether or not Munashii managed to strike him, he need to get his landing into the lake just right. Ending the fight by breaking his neck just would be right.

OOC: That's alright, I didn't give you much to work off.

[Uchiha Kumori]

Keiteki had hoped that blowing that air ball would be enough to stop his opponent's attacks dead in their tracks. Howeve,r just as he had feared, he flowed through the attack, but Keiteki was prepared for this move. Keiteki had extended his foot long, hard metal claws, and had been ready to counter a strike from his opponent before he could strike Keiteki. Any wound from a stab, or a clean cut from a sword meant bad things for Keiteki. His sword, was deadly to say the least, so Keiteki did the next best thing. Just as his opponent attempted to cut Keiteki, he swung his own arm as well, and his own razor blades met with his opponent's sword. He then flew around his foe, and, while still fighting his opponent's sword, attempted to kick him on his side, which would, if aimed right, send him spiraling into the lake below. He had to wait and see if his attack hit.

[Munashii Hissori]

His sword clashed with the claws of his adversary. Munashii was suprised that his Wind Blade had not cut right through Keiteki-sama's defence. Perhaps he was more tired than he realised.

He felt a thrill as he engaged the winged man hand to hand (well, sword to claw). Close combat was one the most thrilling things a member of the Hissori clan could enjoy. However, Munashii had to admit he was well out of his league. Not only was his opponent vastly more skilled, but they were fighting in the air and Keiteki-sama had wings.

Munashii, unfortunatly, did not.

Munashii did notice the way Keiteki-sama was positioning himself. He was well aware of what would happen next, but knew he could not do anything to stop it. But he wasn't going to bow out without giving his encore.

As Keiteki made to kick him, instead of blocking, which would have been pointless anyway at these heights, he brought his sword down upon Keiteki-sama's leg just as it was about to connect.

If he could make him bleed, even a little, Munashii would take this fall laughing.

[Uchiha Kumori]

Keiteki had hoped to outmatch his foe with intelligence, as he was tired from his sparring match with Yoshimo, but still, he had plenty, plenty enough to fight this foe until one of them became too tired to fight, and Keiteki knew that his older age meant larger chakra reserves, and less chakra for his opponent. However, his opponent once again, reacted to Keiteki's next move, and this time, it was even close than before. However, Keiteki managed to pull his leg away just in time. However, this meant he could not kick his foe, nor did he escape unsheathed. His opponent had cut his pants. Keiteki quickly spun around airbonr,e and used his other leg to kick his opponent in the back with his heel, again, aiming for the lake. Keiteki was confident that his speed would see him through to victory.

[Munashii Hissori]

Having failed to draw blood, Munashii still took some comfort in the fact that he had ruined a usable pair of pants. It wasn't much to celebrate, but he'd always believed you should take whatever you can away from a losing battle. He knew that this battle would not last much longer, just as he knew this next attack could not be blocked, evaded or even broken. So he braced himself for the pain and reached into his pouch.

Pain flared in his back as the kick landed, the claws on Keiteki-sama's foot digging into his back, tearing his clothes and drawing a little blood. But Munashii, although beaten, brusied and tired, was not finished. He withdrew the items he had been reaching for in his ninja pouch, his four kunai. Putting them around each finger, he flipped and threw them at his opponent with only a few metres seperating them.

He didn't watch to see if they hit. He curled back around and faced the lake headfirst. He readied his sword, activating the Keiji and re-starting the Fuuton Ken. The world seemed to slow as he sped towards the surface of the water. He wasn't using the speed of the Keiji, just improving his reactions, because he need to get this last move right. Using his Wind Blade, he would soften the water for his entry, decreasing his chances of breaking anything on impact.

That is if he hit the water at all.

He just hoped that he was falling faster than Keiteki-sama was flying.

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