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Yang Xiao Long

Yang Xiao Long


D-rank
Punch.

Punch punch punch.

Fist connected with a clay pole, wrapped in cotton. Tough as Yang may be, she still wasn’t sure she was ready to sacrifice her hands for the sake of further training, even though she had been taking it harder than normal in recent days. Call it venting her frustration that her search had yielded so little results; her mother was just so elusive! There wasn’t so much anger as much as it was annoyance that every lead she followed, every bar she visited, every broker she interrogated gave her the same answer: that they hadn’t seen a woman like that whatsoever, or just sending her off on another wild goose chase by (probably) suggesting that she try a place halfway around the world.

Yeah, Yang was still mad over having been forced to head all the way to Suna from Konoha’s eastern border, having been redirected from her initial random direction of Kirigakure to Sunagakure when she’d heard that there’d been sightings of a woman who’d dressed nearly identically to the woman in the picture she carried around with her. But of course it was only just another dead end when she came to this hell of a place.

Punch punch punch.

The desert was not good for her. Yang’s clan’s body already meant that she naturally produced more body heat than other people, and this heat from Suna was killing her, since cooling off was near impossible in this desert wasteland bombarded by the constant unforgiving rays of the hot, cruel Sun. Literally, the only places she could find to chill out were the spas and her hotel room, both of which were located in the hotel she’d been lucky to get a room in with some random coupon she’d picked up when she first got to Suna herself. It was good, but at the end of the day, it didn’t help that she was frustrated at the lack of any success in her search.

Her last punch connected with the clay dummy, stopping in its place as she stared at it, lost in thought and shaking herself back to the present. Yeah, that was a good venting. She cracked her knuckles and took a drink of water, having placed her canteen beside the clay dummy that she’d been all but butchering for the last hour. The adrenaline hadn’t kicked in, nor had her tiredness nor the soreness that came from intense workouts, but they would likely arrive in an hour or two when she had lunch back at Sunagakure. The Sandy Arenas were, after all, a ways away from the village itself to avoid accidents.

–455–

Kaguza

Kaguza


D-rank
Another day in Suna was well hot, the sun blared down on the sand. The blonde man walked towards the sandy arena looking for a place to hide away for the day. The grand colosseum wasn’t the greatest idea for him anymore since he broke the floor in his last visit. Last thing he needed was the village authority coming after him, least if they found out he did it. Making his way down the road he wore quite a few rags to cover his body from the sun, even for a desert area he seemed to be wearing too many though. He had a secret inside, a special gift from an old friend. Setsura, a blade imbued with the properties of the Yuki clan. Such a wonderous blade to have in this oven like place. The blade itself gave off a chill, using the rags to keep the sun off, he kept the colder air locked away inside with himself.

Finally arriving at the arena, it was fairly void of people, as expected based on the heat. There was one other person however, a rather attractive young woman with long blonde hair. Striking at a dummy she seemed to be either practicing or just taking out some aggression, it was difficult to tell the difference with this one. Her strikes had a decent form to then, but not much else. She didn’t seem to be a shinobi from the village, if she was she certainly didn’t dress the part, unless she used her cleavage as a distraction in combat. Such a tactic though could possibly work against the Myugan as he sat along the fence taking in the sight for a bit.

A silly idea popped into his head, or rather a naughty one. The blonde man carried a gourd that usually was full of alcohol, though with his recent acquisition of Setsura, water was his main choice for contents. Taking out the gourd and a small straw, Kaguza uncorked the gourd and took a drink. Placing his finger over the end of the straw to hold water inside the small tube, he unsheathed his sword just enough to expose a small segment of the blade. Under all the rags it appeared that the man was just kinda fumbling in place. He however was creating some small projectiles. Touching the end of the straw to the blade, the water inside froze into a small ice pellet.

No different the firing a blow dart, the blonde haired man aimed and fired the ice pellet at the woman. Attempting to land the cold surprise in her revealed cleavage, he’d continue taking shots till either one landed or she took notice. The ice pellets cold enough to hold their shape as they flew becoming a cold drop of water on impact. It was only after his first shot though that he thought of how this girl might react, it didn’t bother him however. If she was a fighter, he could simply run away. She was training for a reason and based on the little he had seen so far, he could hold his own against her, least enough to make an escape should the situation demand it.

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Yang Xiao Long

Yang Xiao Long


D-rank
Yang took several gulps of the water bottle in her right hand, while her left rested on its hip, sort of helping her stretch her back. It was then that she felt a small trickle on her chest, but she ignored it, believing that some water must’ve spilt from her water bottle, or maybe it was just sweat from her face after her long training session. It was when the second droplet hit her collarbone that she realised it wasn’t. It was cold, unlike the water she drank or the sweat that layered her skin. Curious, she dropped the hand holding the canteen back to her side, looking around her for any source of rain, despite the clear blue skies, only to feel it once again.

That was when she saw a small clear object hurtling to her from her left, landing on her shirt and rolling off harmlessly, before a second one followed. Following the trail of the small pellets, which while they were clear had an unmistakable shine that led her to their location courtesy of the sun overhead, she saw… Was that a hermit? He had a few rags covering him from head to toe, and he held a small straw in his hand, and was mindlessly and childishly spewing pellets at her. The fact that it was pure ice in a desert should’ve occurred to her, but as her circumstances were, that thought went completely over her head.

She marched up to him, an annoyed look on her face. If that wouldn’t be enough to deter him from stopping that annoying act, she’d swap the pellets off in the air as they came, the cold not affecting her hands as much as they would have, even with the air, especially due to the warmer temperatures of her body and the gloves she wore. Maybe had she not been under the heat so much she’d have responded more playfully, but right now, she grabbed the cloak around his neck, whatever seemed like his collar.

“What’s the big idea?” she lashed, pulling slightly on said collar with her left fist, her right hand still holding onto the canteen. 


–822–

OOC: Oh boy this is gonna end well >.>


Also I think you lost 10 chakra from using Setsura :P

Kaguza

Kaguza


D-rank
Surprisingly the man had gotten off quite a few shots before the girl even noticed something strange. Looking over the sky for a shred of evidence towards the cold water it didn’t take her long to spot him and his mischievous activity. The girl’s response though was within expectation, anger and confrontation. He was hoping for something a little more feminine, this one was a fighter so it was only a small chance. “What’s the big idea?” Yup, definitely angry.

He is sorry. You looked upset about something and this heat seems to provoking it. Thought you might need some cooling down.

His speech still wasn’t perfect. His ability to talk in complete sentences was quite an accomplishment for him, even if he could refer to himself in the proper degree.

Your punches tell him you’re distracted. Weak and unfocused, or is he wrong?

His ability to read people was solely geared towards form when it came to fighting, as off right now he was blind. She was angry, that was about all he knew.

Cold water?

With his gourd in hand he hoped to make some kind of peace offering, though with what he had just said and done it wasn't too likely to be well accepted. Still he held the beverage up for her to take if she so chose to. His eyes though did drift as she held him basically by the scruff of his neck.

Love the view by the way.

With a childish grin on his face he was almost asking for this girl to throw a punch now. Still though, this made his day.

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((Not quite sure who you're talking about, seems pretty good so far for one of them.))

Yang Xiao Long

Yang Xiao Long


D-rank
“He is sorry. You looked upset about something and this heat seems to provoking it. Thought you might need some cooling down. Your punches tell him you’re distracted. Weak and unfocused, or is he wrong?”

At this point, Yang had a more confused look on her face than angry, though the anger was certainly still there and certainly still visible through her facial expression. It was more of a ridiculed face, of how she was speaking to what she now thought was a complete madman, trying to wrap her mind around his words. Her grip was still strong on his collar, holding two ends of the rags together and pulling him to her in an aggressive display of violence, but her eyebrows clearly furrowed as she wondered what the hell this man was talking about.

“Cold water?”
he asked, holding it up for her, offering her a drink.

“Yeah, no thanks,”
she said, letting go of him. She took the kind gesture though, swallowing a bit of her anger. Maybe this was just a playful old geezer who just tried to help in his own… weird and freaky way. “I’ve already got some,” she answered, holding up her own bottle momentarily. Just as she turned around, however, mid-turn she heard him spout out another set of nonsense.

“Love the view, by the way.”

Her eyes narrowed at him and that cheeky smile he threw her, and in a fit of anger, without realising she was even doing it, her right leg shot out, aimed directly at his face. The soles of her boot would, if he didn’t move, come into contact with his nose, hoping to break it in a show of force, to teach him a lesson about manners. Maybe she should’ve admonished him a bit, but right now, anger was speaking, and actions spoke louder than words.

–1136–

Kaguza

Kaguza


D-rank
The girl seemed confused, by what though was only a guess now. Was it his words? Or his actions? Regardless she seemed to calm down as she released him from her grip. It seemed though that his last remark struck a nerve however. Turning in place she lashed out, a swift kick aimed across his nose. It was such a brittle part of the body, it was likely to break on impact. However the kick was slow. Reaching up the blonde man caught the flying boot by her ankle. With his grip locked, her boot and foot weren’t going anywhere.

Now that isn’t good, think he needs to show you how to kick as well.

He held her in a fairly awkward position for a moment, just long enough to take in the sight of her rear end before getting off the fence and easily tossing her across the training yard. The sand cushioning the impact or impacts as she’d fly quite a distance. He knew this wasn’t likely to end, least not now. One act of aggression met by another. Quickly the man removed most of the rags that hid him from the sun. Wearing a simple dark long sleeved shirt and loose pants, a pair of boots black gloves hid his hands and feet. Only his head and neck showed visible skin. At his hip, a katana of light blue color. The same weapon he had used to create the ice pellets.

Though he kept the sword on his hip, he had no intention of wielding it. She had no visible weapons, so he wouldn’t use his. It wasn’t like it left him defenseless anyways remembering hand to hand techniques.

He should probably give his name, he is Kaguza. Once you stop eating sand, what is yours?

Oh he was trying to make her mad now. More and more he was becoming curious about what this girl could do. Her kick had form, so she clearly practiced, but it still felt distracted. He was going to push her, see just how she’d handle someone like him. Could she move a mountain? Though his clothing hid it from view, the skin on both his hands and feet darken up to his knees and elbows. He was gonna show her how to kick and punch.

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Yang Xiao Long

Yang Xiao Long


D-rank
When Yang had expected contact, she’d expected contact between her booted heel against his nose, effectively followed by the sound of it shattering and maybe a splatter of blood across the sole of her right foot. What she hadn’t been expecting was for his right hand to shoot up to her ankle, holding it in a painfully tight grip. She winced, although it was concealed behind a look of surprise at the act. He wasn’t a simple hermit or a perverted old man. Apparently, this man had training, just like she did, and her look of surprise and pain only turned into one of disgust when she noticed that his eyes were following the round of her ass. So she might have been right about the old and perverted part.

“Now that isn’t good, think he needs to show you how to kick as well.”

She tried to shake her right leg free, only for him to shove it away. Or, maybe it seemed like a shove to the two of them, but Yang felt way more than the simple shove. She felt herself thrown through the air, the half-skirt she wore flapping in the wind as she flew through the air, landing a good fifteen meters from his position and onto a bed of soft sand, although with the heat and how much of it there was, she admitted it still hurt. Enough to irritate her for a while when this was all over. Her canteen had fallen out of her right hand, a few feet away from it, and she threw herself up onto her elbows to get a better idea of what happened, only to catch sight of him throwing off the rags that had labelled him a hermit, revealing underneath it a man with golden blond hair, wearing a long-sleeved dark shirt with loose matching pants, and black gloves and boots that covered his hands and legs, effectively leaving the only part of him visible as his face and neck. Something blue – a sword – glowed at his side.

Ignoring his maybe handsome face, she groaned as she picked herself onto her feet. So she was wrong. Maybe it was a mistake to go simply attacking him, but considering his attitude, her actions had been justified! Thinking back to it, the thought of him staring at her rear flashed through her mind and she felt anger rise up in her face again.

“He should probably give his name, he is Kaguza. Once you stop eating sand, what is yours?”

Dusting herself off, she answered, a smirk making its way onto her face despite what transpired. This was going to be interesting. “My name is Yang!” she replied with a shout, before drawing particles of fine earth amongst all the sand onto her body, forming a protective layer across her skin and then 
dashing off to meet him head-on, keeping in mind his brute strength that had managed to throw her as far as he did, closing the gap between them within a span of three seconds.

She would appear in front of him, around a quarter of a meter away from him. Her left leg would be spaced in front of both his legs, while her right leg balanced her stance behind. Her left hand would be midway through a punch, aimed at his face, while her right hand was pulled close to her body, like a boxer.

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Kaguza

Kaguza


D-rank
“My name is Yang!” He got her name. The day felt like a win now, even as the blonde girl charged him. She was quick to close the gap, her form resembling a boxer. In hand to hand combat, Kaguza had his own form, very similar to Yang’s. Closed fists, he raised his hands as she drew closer. His form almost matched her’s as she came within a quarter of a meter. The difference though was the Myugan’s fists were closer to his face, this was not a boxing stance, this was Muay Thai.

The actual fight had now begun and the first move was a left aimed for his face. Why always the face? He had been lucky in life not to get scars all over his face. Why was that always everyone’s first target? Setting the question aside, the man met the strike with his own. A loud crack rang out across the arena. It wasn’t flesh to flesh or even flesh to stone, it was the sharp smashing sound of stone colliding with stone. It took him a moment to notice the earth that now covered the blonde girl’s hands, it was armor. Rather clever, to protect her hands and create a harder striking surface to hit her opponent. The technique was easy to identify, and likely now had a crack or two in it’s armor. He hadn’t met anyone with a similar technique to his own, though his clothing hid the fact that he was using any sort of technique.

After meeting her first strike, he withdrew his fist and rotated his hips swiftly. Launching a kick aimed for her side. It was no love tap, unless she dodged it completely, she’d find herself in the sand again. While he didn’t want to hold back even against someone still training, he had no intention of breaking ribs. Last thing he needed was to explain why he was carrying a girl into the hospital with broken ribs, and how it all happened. Would be such a nightmare.

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Yang Xiao Long

Yang Xiao Long


D-rank
Yang’s fist came to a resounding halt when it met with Kaguza’s own. The two individuals’ fists clashed head on, resulting in a clap that sounded a lot like earth against earth. While Yang wouldn’t know it, this was due to the layer of earth that surrounded Kaguza’s right hand, having met hers in mid-punch, similarly layered in a thin sheet of earth. Of course, what she did know was that something hard had hit her hand, cracking part of her earth armor, and she felt a slight sting shoot up her left hand – nothing debilitating, but enough to tell her that her opponent’s strength was on another league.

At this point, as Yang rejuvenated the lost strength in her earth armor, and feeling the drain on her chakra, Yang would be located roughly a quarter of a meter from him, with her punch having stopped her from pursuing any closer. Her left leg would be in front of both his own, while her right leg was located two steps or so behind, in an attempt to put more force into her now nullified left punch. Her right hand remained close to her body, and it was for good reason as Kaguza made his counterattack, a kick aimed for her side. His hips rotated clockwise, and his left leg shot out at her right side. While she was confident in the strength of her earth armor, having been protected by many a technique, she was also wary of what a hit like that would do, considering a simple punch had managed to crack it.

In an attempt to save herself but not disentangle the two of them, Her right hand shot out to his incoming left thigh, using it as a handhold. She pushed up with her bent left leg, bringing her body closer to his own, and more specifically shooting upwards with her right knee aimed for his chin, while her left hand disconnected from its counterpart, and was positioned between his right hand and her own body, just in case.

–2062–
125:

Kaguza

Kaguza


D-rank
She was quick to react, gaining some leverage from his own attack she brought her knee upwards looking for his chin. Perhaps it had been a good idea in theory, practice however wasn’t going to go well. Though she used his leg to get a leg up, she didn’t stop the attack itself, nor did she avoid it. His kick hit home, albeit lower than he had aimed. The stone like shin striking the inner thigh of her left leg as his chin met her knee. Taking the blow to land his own was not something most fighters would do, he was not most fighters however.

The kick was not a light one, though he wasn’t about to break bone, it would leave a pretty large and severe bruise. Additionally with only one leg to stand on, she would not be standing anymore. Easily knocking his blonde opponent over and back into the sand. He had to give her one thing, his jaw now hurt, though he did deserve it.

Good knee, such soft skin on your leg.

Though he didn’t actually get the chance to feel the skin on her leg, he had a pretty good idea that it would strike another nerve. Taking advantage of her on the ground, Kaguza grabbed her ankle again and again tossed her with ease a solid fifteen meters. This time however he wasn’t simply going to wait for her to get up and come back like a well trained dog. The blonde Myugan raised his foot and slammed it against the more solid earth around him. Though Suna was mostly sand there was still solid earth around, and this was his weapon of choice for now. A large slab of earth broke free as his foot met the ground, rising up just long enough to receive a direct kick from its creator. The slab went flying straight for Yang. Around it or through it? What was she going to do?

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Yang Xiao Long

Yang Xiao Long


D-rank
Yang wouldn’t lie. She’d been extremely elated when her right knee had connected with his chin, and she was about to give a celebratory hurray when she realised that, by doing so, she’d essentially sacrificed her left leg to his incoming strike, feeling the pain shoot through her inner thigh throughout that part of her limb, causing her to wince slightly amidst her celebrating. Along with the kick, she felt herself get pushed to the left from the strike, landing on the ground and rolling slightly, before she stopped with her position on the ground being her facing downwards, her body supported upwards from the sand with her right arm while her left hand palmed the sand and tried to push herself up.

“Good knee, such soft skin on your leg.”

If she’d been in a less provoked state of mind, she likely would’ve realised that there was absolutely no way he could’ve felt the touch of her leg – and damn straight it was soft – but due to recent events, including the sudden surge of pain he’d given her, she fell into his trap easy. It also only barely occurred to her that the strength from his leg strike had completely shattered her Earth Armor, leaving her without her most depended on defense and all but naked to the world, with her clothes really serving no defensive purpose save if you meant from perverts, and even then it was questionable.

When she felt the right hand close around her ankle and the force that began to drag her backwards, her eyes widened as she realised she was just about to be shoved back into the sand like she’d already been twice today. As Kaguza began to drag her ankle back and up, her left hand drew a line in the sand due to the pull, and acting quickly, Yang channeled chakra into her right hand as she rapidly pulled it up, before slamming it back down into the sand, expelling all the quickly built-up chakra into the ground and her surroundings in the form of a shockwave that would ripple outwards five meters at a speed of twenty meters a second. With his grip on her ankle, he’d likely get thrown back, though depending on whether he let go, she’d likely get thrown with him, with the two of them being thrown backwards in Kaguza’s direction roughly three meters at half the speed that this ripple had travelled outward, if she remembered from her experience. Still, it should likely buy her some time, as she would be expecting this. Due to the punch, the recoil would’ve helped lift her body slightly into the air, even if it was just sand she’d hit, and using her position in midair her left hand – now no longer needing to support her body – would reach into the ninja pouch on her waist and withdraw two shuriken, rapidly filling one with chakra, which she would aim at his torso, one to hit his collarbone (the one filled with chakra), while the other released early to hit him in the stomach, while retaining puppet strings via her left hand in case she had to maneuver them in midair. She would try to manipulate them past his hands so they hit him in exactly the place she aimed for, while making sure he didn't simply move out of the way, despite her doubting he could due to their distance, while making sure whatever brute force he had in his arms and legs didn't come into contact with the strings themselves.

–2671–
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Kaguza

Kaguza


D-rank
It wasn’t everyday that the Myugan got into a fight regardless of the reason, it was even less often that someone would surprise him so. If this had been real combat with her life on the line it may have turned out differently, she had definitely now caught him by surprise. Raising her fist as he moved to toss her, she struck the ground hard. The impact formed both crater and shock wave strong enough to knock everything in the vicinity away, this included Kaguza.

The shock wave easily knocked the blonde man away, his grip releasing from surprise, he flew into one of the nearby training dummies. Knocking the dummy over, Kaguza’s ears rang, as a pair of shuriken landed their marks. Pain was his only thought for a moment as he removed the shuriken from his body. The wounds immediately beginning to bleed, rather profusely. Tossing the shuriken to the side he had to launch his own attack.

Quickly getting on his knees, Kaguza punches the solid ground around him creating a large slab of earth. Despite his awkward position the man drew back his fist again and struck the slab, sending it flying, it’s target was of course his blonde opponent. Getting to his feet, he chased the hurling chunk of stone. Intending to dive after Yang in whichever direction she chose to go in order to dodge the soaring rock.

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(Casting Hammer Shot this post instead)

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Yang Xiao Long

Yang Xiao Long


D-rank
When Yang had slammed her right fist onto the ground, the recoil had been sufficient to lift her body slightly off the ground, while the shockwave travelled outward at a quick twenty meters a second, covering its complete radius of five meters in just one fourth of a second. This had thrown the man off his feet, releasing his grip on her ankle to her relief, though that hadn’t been her stop. With her left hand no longer needing to support her body, she had twisted it to reach for two shuriken, imbuing one with chakra and latching puppet strings onto both as she fired them into his collarbone and stomach, both of which connected, to her satisfaction.

Yang would land with her right fist supporting her body up on her knees, with her head turned to face Kaguza, left hand outstretched in his direction. She would see him fly outward, slamming into a training post, knocking the training post to the back and breaking the clay dummy off of its base. Showing incredible willpower, she saw him yank both shuriken out of his body and tossing them to the side, and as she watched this, her left hand reached into her ninja pouch, hand touching her kunai handle or her shuriken, whichever she believed she would need depending on how the situation evolved.

Right now, there would be a three meter distance between her and Kaguza. Yang saw Kaguza quickly get onto his knees, punching downwards into the solid ground to create a slab of earth roughly one meter wide and two meters high, probably around or less than quarter of a meter thick, hiding him from view, though she didn’t really need to see him to know that he sent it flying straight at her as it flew to her at roughly fourteen meters per second. Her eyes widened as it careened towards her, like a flat wall just aiming to splatter itself against her face, and her hand quickly pulled out the kunai she’d been fingering and holding it out in front of her pointed directly at the slab of earth. This paltry kunai wouldn’t be enough to stop it, but she hoped it would be enough for what she planned to do.

The block of earth slammed into her kunai, and she was fortunate that it absorbed most of the impact, though the simple transfer of momentum pushed her back an inch or two before she herself slammed her left shoulder against its surface to further provide some resistance against it, being pushed back a total of two meters, leaving five meters between the two of them. In the process, as her left shoulder met the boulder’s surface with minimal difficulty due to the boulder’s momentum already relatively safely coursing through her body and her left hand holding onto the kunai, which was now flat against the boulder with its tip pointed downwards, her right hand forming the half-ram seal and causing five clones, all with her kunai, to pop up right behind her, all hidden by the boulder itself, before they began to split up to flank Kaguza.

Yang #1 and Yang #2 would dash out from her right and run forward, while Yang #3 and Yang #4 would do so from her left, and Yang #5 would seem to hop over the boulder itself and run forward. All this would follow as Yang infused the slab with her chakra, before pushing it to tip it forward now that it was stationary and running to follow just behind Yang #5, with her five clones forming an arrowhead aimed directly for Kaguza himself, spaced one meter apart from each other and then one meter back.

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Kaguza

Kaguza


D-rank
The slab of earth hit it’s mark with a softer impact then he had expected, did she shift it’s mass somehow? It hardly mattered, his eyes wouldn’t show him, and it was hardly the time to stop and ask. The chunk of stone had stopped moving now. It wasn’t long before a blonde streak of color shot out from not one side but from the left, right, and over the top. Clones, the girl knew basic ninjutsu. One, two, . . . five Yangs, each brandishing a kunai. The question now was not what to do but which one was real?

His options were getting fewer and fewer as the five blonde girls moved. From her skill so far she couldn’t create physical clones, these had to be no more than illusory ones. Where was the real Yang hiding? It was a question any combatant would ask in such a situation, his answer however seemed to be just handed to him though. The earth slab Kaguza had used to attack Yang shifted and fell over revealing a sixth clone of his blonde female opponent. She had just given herself away on a ridiculous level. This girl clearly wasn’t a shinobi by profession, she lacked basic tact for the academy techniques.

Foolish, you really do need a teacher.

Coming to a halt, he stood before the clones charging him in formation knowing full well which one was real. A quick series of seals and Kaguza drew in his breath before for spewing his jutsu over his right pointer finger. A stream of fire erupted from the man’s finger aimed specifically for the young female that positioned herself in the back of the charging squad. He had to be careful not to burn her badly. She may have been fighting seriously he however had no real intention of doing damage. Perhaps this was a time to show off, least more than his strength anyways. See just how this girl would handle herself if her opponent was of overwhelming superiority, both physically and elementally.

Kaguza kept his hands at the ready for his opponent’s next move, rather it was recoiling covered in flames or attempting to stab him in the back, he was set. His stream of fire finished and the man didn’t move from where he stood, he prepped his next technique though. Charging his body as he stood with Raiton, should she strike he’d let it land, that was his trap. His hands though at the ready to dose her with water should she be set ablaze by his previous jutsu.

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((Chain Lightning is an old jutsu, just ignore the movement reduction))

Yang Xiao Long

Yang Xiao Long


D-rank
Yang cursed when she saw the huge flame coming at her. The bastard had spewed some liquid onto his ignited finger, and the jutsu had shot towards her in a large spew of fire. With three meters between them there was really no time to simply dive to the left or to the right, and the clone in front of her, a meter ahead and almost sure to be disintegrated by the flames, would also have zero chance to react.

However, just because Yang’s body wouldn’t be able to stop the momentum she was travelling at didn’t mean she wouldn’t be able to escape. She saw it coming, although just barely, and she attempted to skid to a stop. The flames engulfed Yang #5, causing her clone to fade out of existence as the chakra fueling it was completely overwhelmed by the powerful fire jutsu that had been shot her way, and Yang managed to look back at the large slab of rock she’d leapt over, feeling the slight pull of her chakra before finding herself in the location she was just at, before having hurdled over the slab of earth Kaguza had hit her way.

She looked in the direction she’d come from, seeing the rock a bare three meters from her, crumbling under the intensity of the flames. Well this was just great; she didn’t sign up for having jets of flame spewed at her like it was no one’s business. Following her successful substitution, her clones would continue to surround Kaguza from four directions, forming a square around him; no real purpose really, now that Yang had relocated away. The slab of earth would continue to hide Yang for a bit before it completely gave way, allowing her to dash to the left, though she had no more plans in mind. Rather she would just stand at an angle of forty-five degrees to Kaguza, seven meters from him, as she opted to let him take the turn while she herself tried to recuperate.

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Kaguza

Kaguza


D-rank
One, two, three, four clones remaining and no burning body, seemed the girl managed to avoid his attack, good. The remaining clones though did mean this was still a fight, even if the clones themselves couldn’t hurt him. He had to draw this little encounter to a close without breaking his blonde opponent. His only option was to increase the pressure, make the fight even harder for her. A warm sensation drifted down his chest and the two wounds he had received from her earlier shuriken were bleeding rather badly now. He wasn’t going to last too long bleeding like this. He only could wonder if she would carry him to the hospital after what he had done.

The blonde Myugan took a moment to think of his next move as his long haired opponent made her appearance again. Dashing from behind the now burning slab of earth keeping a good distance between them before coming to a stop, she simply stared him down. It seemed she was finally thinking, waiting out her opponent, though she might have had a better chance of ambushing him from her hiding place. Regardless of what she did, he matched her stare. How to best overwhelm this girl? Perhaps it was time to use what he was best at, it was only fair after all. She had used weapons on him, it was his turn now.

Taking the katana sheath that hung at his side, he took hold of the handle to the weapon. With his weapon in hand he’d strike right from where he was despite the distance. As the man began to pull the sword free a puff of smoke erupted obscuring her sight as a mechanical click rang out. The smoke quickly dispersed as he was revealed to not be holding a sword but a large warhammer. The weapon was massive, side by side it would be taller than the man wielding it. Swinging the massive weapon, the head came free and went flying towards Yang. A long chain connected the warhammer head to it’s handle still in Kaguza’s hand. Easily closing the distance between the two combatants, it would land with a crash. The chain would rattle as the head began to retreat after its collision. With a winch built into the weapon, it clicked back into place at the end of the handle ready for another attack.

398 | 2920

Chakra Remaining 235/390

Spoiler:

Yang Xiao Long

Yang Xiao Long


D-rank
As Yang racked her brain for more options (something she seldom did these days with the meager bandits that ran amok in the Land of Wind, so this man was already a notch above their level), she prepared herself for the coming katana of the man as he reached for the sword on his left. Prepare as she tried to, she wasn’t prepared for the huge eruption of smoke that concealed what appeared to be a huge, cuboid projectile flying towards her. Her clone in the way, it dissipated and faded from existence, while she just barely managed to dodge it by diving to her left and immediately scrambling to her feet, continuing on a sprint to seven meters to Kaguza’s right to pick up the two shuriken he’d thrown to the side.

The large projectile, having impacted the spot she was once standing on, kicked up a large cloud of sand in the area, engulfing Yang after she’d determined her general direction, hopefully allowing her to rush to said location without being interrupted too much. Regardless, to serve as further distraction, Yang dropped her kunai, attaching some strings to it as she did so, knowing that it would mostly be buried underneath the sand as it fell and rested, feigning having dropped the kunai in her urge to dodge the otherwise deadly attack.

At least it was clear that Kaguza was done playing around with her.

As she approached the spot seven meters to Kaguza’s right, her right hand would scoop down to grab the two shuriken from the sand, her left hand still attached via near invisible chakra strings to the kunai she’d dropped. Holding them in hand, she’d attempt to circle around at a distance of five meters, moving closer to him, until she Kaguza was in a line between her and the slab of earth she’d substituted with.

–3958–
80:

Kaguza

Kaguza


D-rank
Even with a weapon that could close a distance of seven meters she continued to fight. The girl’s bravery was impressive to say the least. Diving to the side, she avoided his first strike with his hammer. He made sure to keep track as the Myugan’s opponent dashed for her shuriken. He was already feeling slightly light headed from blood loss, another wound wasn’t acceptable at this point. The fight truly had to end now, otherwise he’d be the one face down in the sand.

Kaguza let the girl run around collecting her tools before she finally came to a stop. It was another stare down, one he wouldn’t draw out. Soon as she came to a stop and began to catch her breath he started pacing towards her, one step at a time. With his war hammer in hand, the head of his weapon dragged along the ground. Leaving a line in the sand, a jolt of electricity jumped from the weapon. Soon another and another, consistently bolts of lightning erupted from the weapon and danced along the sand. This was his last chance to end the fight by overwhelming her or knock out.

Slowly he raised the hammer behind him as he walked, lightning continuing to dance between the weapon and earth. With a powerful swing the head once again launched forward towards Yang. It was different this time though, it wasn’t just a chunk of metal, it glowed with energy and took shape. Lashing forward the energized war hammer head was smothered in pure Raiton. It bared its fangs, taking the shape of a dragon as it moved. The creature let out a terrifying roar as it got closer. It’s jaw wide open, it aimed to fully engulf the girl and smash her against the ground completely bypassing it’s teeth. Rather she took the blow or not the dragon was after her, following her even if she chose to dodge it.

324 | 3244

Chakra Remaining 185/390

Spoiler:

Yang Xiao Long

Yang Xiao Long


D-rank
From the moment she saw the lightning crackling between the hammer and the sand, Yang knew she wouldn’t like the results. This man was well beyond her league – that much was growing more and more established between the two of them with each second they remained locked in this small game, and Yang was increasingly aware as well that he was an accomplished ninja, not simply from the bizarre techniques that he showcased, but also by the sobriety with which he was taking their situation, a near hundred eighty degree change from the playful, perverted nature he’d shown to get her riled up earlier on.

When he took his first step forward, Yang began to double back, jumping back a meter for every step he took, using the outlandish movements often associated with her style and constantly exhibited throughout this fight to hide the manipulation of the chakra strings that propelled the kunai towards Kaguza’s exposed back. For every step he took, Yang jumped back another meter, until his three footsteps had cleared a meter from where he originally stood, leaving seven meters between them, while it was at this point that the kunai would impact with his back, just above the waist and piercing half an inch into his flesh before being forcefully yanked out to encourage more bleeding.

While this move would likely have interrupted the man from his following maneuver, allowing Yang to slip in something further, on the off chance that it didn’t and the warhead came soaring towards Yang once again, closing the distance, Yang could only watch in frigid horror as she attempted to escape by backtracking as quick as she could, but clearly not fast enough to make way. The dragon would appear to soar straight for her stomach, and it was only a last minute dive to the left – more instinctive than anything – that saved her save for the painful, singing mark that now marred the right of her stomach, smoking as it was and painful to the light, much less her touch.

Unacquainted at all with such a severe injury, Yang’s contorted face would look up at Kaguza, wondering if he was going as seriously for the fight as his techniques seemed to indicate. Who the hell brought Ninjutsu to a melee, anyway!? Her right hand would raise firmly, although the inevitable shake or two escaped her arm.

“I give,” she’d answer, one eye wincing closed in pain.

Kaguza

Kaguza


D-rank
Casually he walked forward and launched his attack, the dragon set loose as a sharp pain shot into his back. A kunai from behind? He didn’t have long to think about the trap he fell for when the weapon was yanked out leaving him with a third bleeding wound. Her little plan though didn’t account for his dragon’s speed even as she moved to avoid the pure raiton creation it bashed into her side. The fight was over now. Raising her hand she gave two simple words, “I give”. Was about time, the Myugan already slowly sinking into blood loss.

The dragon staring down it’s blonde prey began to dissipate leaving the war hammer head and chain that made up it’s core. A puff of smoke quickly followed as the man sheath what was again a sword, though the blade was already within the sheath by the time the smoke had cleared. The fight was done, she had given up and he wasn’t going to last much longer himself, though he wouldn’t say so. Taking a deep breath, Kaguza walked over and retrieved his other clothes and gourd full of water before he approached Yang. The two of them were wounded, while he didn’t care so much for his own he did want to tend to the girl’s. Taking one of the rags he wore to shade him from the sun, he poured water over it and ripped it into long strips. Regardless of rather she wanted it or not, he began wrapping her side in the wet makeshift bandages. It wasn’t great by any means, but it would do till she got to a hospital for proper care.

Let’s go, hospital isn’t terribly far.

It wasn’t too often that a random opponent would carry their enemy to the doctor after beating them. This was different though, it wasn’t some life or death match and it was his own actions that provoked her and then wounded her. In his mind it was only fair to help her. Wasn’t even fair, it felt more like a responsibility, considering none of it had to happen. He still had fun though, he just didn’t want a broken nose. Reaching out, Kaguza took her arm and instead of simply helping her to her feet, pulled her onto his back. Between the burn to her side and the massive bruise to her leg, walking likely would have been more painful for her. Rather she liked it or not, he held or tight, tighter than she could get out of should she try to escape.

Both his chest and backside were becoming more and more covered in blood as his wounds bled. Wearing dark clothing though, it was far too difficult to see the red spreading. The man broke into a light sprint from the arena, making it to the hospital in roughly ten minutes. Calmly he walked through the front door and got the staff’s attention.

“What happened?”

We got into a scuffle with some thugs. She’s got a serious bruise and a large burn.

“Are you two related? Do you have any injuries?”

. . . Younger sister . . . Few cuts . . .

His speech was beginning to trail off as Kaguza released his grip on Yang for the staff to take. His mind was slowly fading and his vision blurring. Soon as Yang was off his back, the man hit the floor face first. Blood slowly pooling across the hospital floor, he was one hell of a bleeder.

590 | 3834

Yang Xiao Long

Yang Xiao Long


D-rank
While Yang felt like protesting, she didn’t. She was already too exhausted to fight back, especially considering the burning wound that his dragon had caused. Thankfully though, he accepted her backing down (for once) and returned his hammer, which turned back into a sword, to its sheathe. Taking his own clothes and bandaging her wound, Yang bit down her embarrassment and allowed him to continue, not speaking up despite her clear objection to it, as well as the growing concern for the free-flowing wounds on his chest and stomach, and like from his back as well.

“Let’s go, hospital isn’t terribly far.”

Her objection only prolonged at him carrying her over his back, and she could feel something slick and wet against her left leg. No doubt it was blood from the injury that she’d given him. Still, she held on tight as he travelled the quick ten minutes to the hospital, not that she believed she had the slightest chance of escaping anyway, with how tightly he was gripping her. If she weren’t already exhausted from their short but intense spar (or at least she hoped it was a spar), she’d likely have smacked him for more or less using this as an excuse to feel her up, but as it was she was more than willing to just let him take her to the hospital, according to him anyway.

When they slipped past the front door, the staff immediately took notice of the two of them, especially the bleeding man. “What happened?” a nearby nurse asked urgently.

“We got into a scuffle with some thugs. She got a serious bruise and a large burn.”

Yang’s eye twitched. It was probably better that two non-Suna ninja weren’t saddled with the paperwork that the Kage’s administration would probably give them to demand why they were holding such a serious sparring session within his village, a foreign village, so Yang kept her mouth shut, even if payback formed in her head.

“Are you two related? Do you have any injuries?” she asked Kaguza, who merely replied with a silent voice that she was his sister (yeah right) and pointing to a few cuts before falling unconscious, a pool of blood steadily growing beneath him as the nurse helped Yang  stand on her left foot, her right side still hurting too much from the burn to hold herself up.

As she allowed the other hospital staff to tend to Kaguza while she helped Yang to get her injuries checked, Yang would whisper, “For the record, that guy wasn’t my brother. He was a pervert who tried to grope me over and inflicted this burn on me when I tried to protect myself.”

Details aside, that was a pretty general description of what had happened, not to mention it would be funny to see the hospital’s reaction to Kaguza once he woke up, knowing that he’d sexually harassed her. Well, sort of. Either way, it would be a fun scene to watch, but sadly not one that she would be around to witness, for she’d already have left the hospital later that evening, wounds treated and adventure in her heart.

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–Exit–

STR: E-0 ⇒ D-2, 1475 words, 75 ryo
SPD: E-0 ⇒ D-0, 750 words, 0 ryo
END: E-0 ⇒ D-1, 1075 words, 25 ryo
PER: E-0 ⇒ D-0, 750 words, 0 ryo
REA: E-0 ⇒ D-0, 750 words, 0 ryo

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