Today was the day. Takashi had yet to conquer Sky Point, and he could not allow any mountain to best him, no matter how massive. A handful have scaled its rocky slopes; its serrated, snow-tipped peaks. Why should he be among those who haven't?

At around 9 o'clock, Takashi began to put on his usual attire. He ambled about his room, shirtless and dazed, and snatched his clothes from the scattered piles around his squalid room. As he stumbled towards the mirror, he caught a glimpse of the Kuroka mark on his back. He froze, reminiscing. The intricate red trigram symbolized so much to him: glory, fame, awe, power, prestige. This mark was why he had to climb Sky Point today. This achievement will perpetuate his name into fame and hopefully pull the name of Kuroka out of the gutter it is stuck in.


At 9:30, Takashi burst out of his house clad in his black gloves, black boots, sweater, wool overcoat, and tartan scarf. He carried a satchel filled with the essentials: two meals, two canteens, and a plethora pocket-sized novels for his breaks. He scanned the height of the mighty mountain, shook, and laughed giddily. He then pulled the scarf over his mouth. The scale up was going to be a cold one.


His step was rhythmic as he ascended the trail. The withering bushes crunched and crackled beneath his boot. Each stomp was deliberate, precise. If I overexert myself now, I can kiss the peak goodbye. At this point, the noon sun, the king of light, had graced the sky with his radiant presence. "Two and a half hours. I should take a rest," he said as if obliged to take a break. He had yet to break a sweat.

He dropped his satchel on the ground and made himself comfortable on a nearby boulder. He riffled through the bag and grabbed a canteen and a book. Takashi opened up a book in one hand and took a sip with the other. He then hunched over the novel, scanning its contexts hungrily. The silver-haired boy began to grin, his eyes grew wider and wider and glistened with fantastical wonder. Images of samurais, ninjas, great battles, sword duels, and acts of bravery ricocheted inside his skull. Takashi felt an energy exponentially grow inside him. The feeling grew stronger and stronger and stronger until he was ready to explode with excitement. Takashi was no longer on Sky Point. He was inside the book.

The boy jumped off the boulder and landed with a thunderous thud. With fictional sword in hand, he cut down whole squads of shinobi with a single swing. He leapt on a boulder and fended off his attackers. He kicked an invisible enemy in the face, sending him flying off the mountain. He swung, he blocked, elbowed, punched, kicked, and spun. In his mind, he was the warrior of Sky Point.

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There were about 5 spikes that Sanosuke took off from his durian fruit he was munching on. In his back pocket were multiple fruits. These devil fruits were deadly and sometimes fatal to the majority of the villagers of the village hidden in the clouds. Some villagers thought this durian fruit was cursed and "dark artifact of the evil and sadistic thoughts of demons." The fuck with that! Sanosuke loved these things. He didn't know what was so good about it; the smell, only if Sanosuke actually was foolish enough to eat it without holding his breath, was enough to make his head roll into the back of its skull but taking a bite of it just felt rejuvenating. It also made his body feel more regulated and functionable despite being out in the cold. Using the kunai that was already imbedded in the fruit, the jounin pulled it to split the fruit more so he can bite into the lush parts of the fruit.

The only reason why Sanosuke was out here in the first place was because he wanted to climb this giant mountain again just for nostalgic purposes. Sanosuke remembered him clambering up here with mediocre chakra abilities to he wouldn't slip off to get a good view of the village from there. And now Sanosuke was very close to the top and he was take skillfully strides and only using small, detailed and almost unnoticeable flashes of chakra to keep him walking on the safe and right path of the mountain trail. Already, Sanosuke was only 20 minutes from the top of Sky Point and he only started 30 minutes ago with energy left. He only took this break because the view was great.

Sanosuke heard movement bellow him, ways down the mountain trail he was on. Looking down, Sanosuke saw a boy reading a book or what it looks like. The kid was probably a genin, taking the journey Sanosuke took as a child. Before waves of nostalgia washed over Sanosuke, he heard something. Growls, that's what he heard. Bad news were they were incoming not at him but at the kid who was so wrapped in the book that he didn't notice. Damn, it's the wolves of Sky Point!

Leaping from his point of the mountain trail, Sanosuke did a back flip in the air and allowed himself to free fall until he was close enough to the mountain. Pulsing chakra into his finger tips, Sanosuke used it to slow his descent. Once he was slowed enough, Sanosuke leaped down so he was in between the boy and what looked like a pack of wolves that ranged in size between 10 and 20. These wolves were large as well, just about 5 feet on 4 legs, with husky fur and large canine teeth thirsty for blood.

"Kid! Snap out of it before you get your throat bitten out" Sanosuke barked loudly over the mountain winds that was roaring loudly. That signaled the wolves to come at them. Here they come Sanosuke said mentally to himself as he drew out his sword and got ready for the wolves

(OOC: I don't mind at all. :) )

The dream battle intensified. More imaginary foes appeared, and the great Takashi cut them down. He was unstoppable, the ultimate warrior. Then, an unexpected noise snuck into his fantasy. Growling descended from above. Beasts? He did not imagine beasts. What's going on?

"Kid! Snap out of it before you get your throat bitten out."

Takashi turned to see a tall, muscular man in a dark short-sleeved overcoat standing in front of him. His stance was sturdy and protective. Takashi peeked from behind the man. A large pack of wolves descended down the mountain with feral hunger in their eyes. The boy's eyes gleamed with glee, and he grew a mischievous grin. "All right! Finally!" he cheered. "An actual challenge!"

With one decisive swipe, the boy removed his glasses and crammed them into his coat pocket. He made a simple hand sign all the while laughing to himself. "Electric Senbon!" He pulled his hands away from the seal, and his fists began to glow blue. From each of his fists materialized four needles of harsh, crackling energy. The wolves continued their assault down the mountain, their yellow eyes full of bloodlust. Takashi smiled and stood on guard, crossing his arms in front of his face in a defensive stance. The wolves were close now. Their guttural growling was vociferous and fierce. Then, Takashi swung his arms horizontally, flinging a barrage of electric needles at the approaching horde of beasts. Two pierced both the leading wolf's forelegs, interrupting the rhythm of its descent and causing it to tumble down the slope, incapacitated. Another punctured a wolf's forehead, causing it to veer off course and bumping into another pack member. Three senbon hit a wolf behind the front formation in the spine, causing it to stop in its tracks and howling in pain. The remaining needles veered away from the pack and dissipated into the rocks.

Takashi's preemptive strike was not enough. The pack still rushed down the slope. Takashi's face became more stern with the incoming danger now so close. He made another series of hand signs. "Yami no Katana: Weapon Summoning Jutsu!" Takashi held out his right hand. There was a hiss, and wisps of steam flowed from his palm. A stream of water shot upwards, slowly curving into a convex beam. Takashi's fist tightened, and he held the beam in front of him, wielding it as a weapon. "C'mon," he whispered. His voice began to rise in volume. "Let's see if you can survive my Suiton Uchigatana!"

Takashi ran into the fray. The water sword dragged behind him, leaving a trail of steaming earth beside him. A wolf leapt towards the boy, and with a precise foot rotation, Takashi sidestepped to the left. The warrior boy brought the sword up to his chest and followed through with an upwards slice to the beast's throat. The wolf whimpered and fell. The Genin roared victoriously. Another wolf in front of him lunged forward with an open maw. Takashi bent his knees and released the energy with a sudden burst, leaping upwards. The wolf passed underneath the flying Genin. His coat flowed in the wind. The boy landed about two feet behind the attacking wolf. The feral animal attempted to rectify its error and suddenly turn around but did so in vain. Takashi spun around with blinding speed and shouted, "Midnight Slash!" The wolf was face-to-face with a horizontal swing to the jaw. The wolf recoiled in agony and stumbled way. Takashi turned to the man and grinned. "See if you can get more than me," he challenged him.


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OOC: I'm just gonna use this topic for element training. Just wanted to let you know

This kid wasn't half bad, he certainly proved to Sanosuke that he could use a sword properly without the need of someone to teach him. That was good, it looked as though Sanosuke himself had a prodigy with the sword; the kid reminded him of himself when he was younger, always thirsty for combat. It was a lot like a drastic shift of personality from the timid child who was so engrossed in his book that he didn't even see the wolves approaching him. Even Sanosuke jumped at the sword that appeared out of nowhere and into the boy's hands and started swinging like an expert. This kid had spunk for someone who was probably a genin who was still wet behind the ears when it comes to swordsmanship.

There looked to be about 20 wolves closing in on them, and about 17 of them looked like they can still fight. These were the wolves of Sky Point, and were rumored that a single pack can destroy a squad of chuunin rather easily. Sanosuke would be fine, but he was worried about the kid. He may have spunk but even his spunk, with a combination of good luck, might be pushed to his limits. One wolf tried to get behind Sanosuke to nip at his heels, with a swift kick Sanosuke whipped his foot at the wolf's throat to knock it back away from him. Sanosuke took his fingers and traced it along the edge of his sword slowly, and a coat of chakra was around his blade.

He wouldn't kill the wolves, a few broken ribs and bruises were something he could do. Besides Sanosuke liked this work out. "Kid! There are too many for us to handle without getting overwhelmed, look for the pack leader!" Sanosuke hollered at the genin as the boy was getting ready for another attack "Get rid of the pack leader, and the wolves will all leave." At that note, a piercing howl cut through the high pitched winds of Sky Point.

Turning to the sound of the howling, Sanosuke saw a giant wolf of black fur that looked more savage and angry than the other ones that were around him It's canines were longer and resembled that of a sabertooth, and it looked like the size of a pony. "There kill the leader there! Be careful, he looks tough" Sanosuke ordered. Dashing at the wolves, Sanosuke swung his sword down relentlessly against the wolves. Due to the chakra that was around his sword, the wolves suffered from no cuts but harsh bruises and broken bones. The wounds were to the point where, some wolves buckled under the weight of the his sword.

5 wolves in front of him tried to jump upon Sanosuke at the same time to try and overwhelm the jounin, also there were 3 more wolves right behind of him. These wolves obviously didn't know who they were dealing with. Swiping quickly back and forth, Sanosuke countered striking all the wolves with his sword so that they laid before him with broken jaws and aching necks. "Moon Slice!" Sanosuke called out. Then the sounds of broken ribs followed as Sanosuke turned around quickly and brought his sword in a circular motion to interrupt the jumping attack to maul Sanosuke. "Reverse Moon Slice!" His sword landed on one wolf's ribs and he yelped in pain. Continuing the motion of the swing, Sanosuke completed a perfect 480 spin that caught the other 2 wolves that tried to attack Sanosuke in the spinning formation of his attack. When he stopped, Sanosuke held his sword with both hands, and pushed the three wolves down the mountain trail and off of Sky Point. A painful death that featued plummeting falls awaited those 3 wolves.

Turning to the boy, Sanosuke pointed at the pack leader with his free hand "Go!" Sanosuke ordered before he dashed at the remaining wolf pack who seemed to be all concentrated on Sanosuke to get revenge on their fallen brothers.

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(OOC: I imagine the alpha wolf is C-Rank or higher, so I might take 2-3 posts, if that's okay.)

This was much better than a daydream. Living the thrill of battle, feeling the blood rush through every inch of his body, every hairline twitch, every slice brought Takashi to nirvana.

The call of the Jounin yanked him back to reality. "Kid! There are too many for us to handle without getting overwhelmed, look for the pack leader! Get rid of the pack leader, and the wolves will all leave."

Just then, a chilling howl rang and echoed across the mountain. A massive black wolf more feral than the rest appeared through the mountain mists. Its eyes were aflame with pure bestial hunger. Its canines were ungodly.

The Jounin ordered the boy to attack the creature. Pfft. I would have done that anyway, he thought. His eyes were spellbound on the mysterious Jounin for a brief moment. He witnessed him take out the a horde of wolves with two swings of his sword, a commendable action. Takashi tried to hide his admiration, still devoted to the spirit of competition, but the awe was present on his face. He also noticed the sword glowed with a blue aura. A swordsman and a chakra flow specialist. Interesting. Test of skill between two blade users. Let the games begin.

"All right, I'll get him. But that guy's gotta be at least ten points. Your loss." Takashi chuckled as he turned to face his foe. Then, his face became pale. The alpha wolf was now only a few feet away from him and incoming fast. The beast leapt, jaws and claws open. The Genin collapsed to the ground under the force of the wolf. As he fell, he guarded his body with his blade. He laid on his back, moving his head away from the roaring, snapping maw of the alpha wolf with only the hissing blade between him and his death. My legacy... is not going to end here... with me pinned down... by a MANGY DOG! He curled his legs beneath the wolf's stomach and thrust.

The wolf was flung backwards off of the boy but quickly regained its footing. It roared, enraged. Takashi jumped to his feet and swung the sword to ward away the beast before him. The creature snarled and bore its teeth. "You want to play like that?" he said beneath his breath. "Okay. Fair enough." He formed a series of hand seals aggressively, nearly pummeling his hands. "Liquid Deadweight Jutsu!" Suddenly, droplets of water formed on the wolf's paws. More and more started to accumulate until each of his paws were submerged in an orb of water. The wolf waddled around frantically. He turned to Takashi and growled. "Don't like that, do you? Good." He gave a devilish grin and pointed his sword towards it. "Because you're slower than me now." Standing on guard, he waited for the wolf to make its first move.

The wolf struggled to gain speed, his feet tripping and dragging on the ground. The alpha was far too close to Takashi to accelerate, charging at a mere walking speed. Takashi's right foot bolted forward, impacting on the wolf's snout. The alpha briefly recoiled and yelped but quickly turned to face its prey. Takashi's foot slammed to the ground and became a foundation for an advancing stance. "Too slow." The sword-wielding boy made a horizontal swing and sliced across the wolf's face.

The beast bolted away from the boy, his head held low. It halted, breathing heavily. It turned the face Takashi, and the boy could see the cauterized wound still steaming on the beast's forehead. Damn! Just missed the eyes.

"Don't interfere!" he shouted to the Jounin. "I can handle this! Worry about your own hide!"


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OOC: Sure thing man, do what you gotta do ^_^

"....points?" Sanosuke asked while he cocked his head to the side trying to understand the kid's reasoning. He was trying to figure out what the hell he saw funny about this. Sanosuke wouldn't be too worried about fighting these wolves and thought of this as a game. But this kid was probably a bit wet behind the ears when it came to fighting experience, and he still thought of this as a game. Why was that? Did he think that it was safe because Sanosuke was here with him? No by how the kid is fighting and the smirk he gave off before fighting the alpha wolf pack leader, he loved the thrill of combat. In Sanosuke's opinion, it was this lack of fear in combat that had Sanosuke a bit unsettled. At the same time, Sanosuke was highly interested in this kid.

Hungry snarls snapped Sanosuke out of his thoughts as he saw that now there were about 10 wolves coming at Sanosuke and that didn't count the head wolf that the kid was fighting. So far the kid looked as though he was holding his own, for now that is. Until then he would have to take care of the rest of the wolves. Hatred filled the 20 pairs of eyes that were looking at Sanosuke, thirsty for vengeance. After all, Sanosuke looked down at the edge of his blade that may not have been coated with blood, but Sanosuke used this same instrument to attack and kill about 8 of the brother wolves that were now looking at Sanosuke. Smirking, Sanosuke grabbed his sword in one hand and signaled for the wolves to come at him with his other. "Oh so you want vengeance do you? Then come at me!" Sanosuke sneered as he got into a wide defensive stance so he could get the wolves attention.

It seemed to have worked as the wolves approached him angrily down hill. Taking very close attention to the wolve's feet, snow was kicking up against their feet as they continue to run at him. Still, Sanosuke stood unwavering and not scared at the wolves that were coming at him so plentiful. When they got close, Sanosuke blasted chakra around his body and sent himself forward. "Paradigm shift!" He went to extremely fast speeds to the point where it looked as though he was a blur. The wolves didn't have enough time to react to Sanosuke's passing body. He got past the wolves, and smirked at them as he passed them all. When he slowed down, Sanosuke spun around to face the rear of the wolves that he has passed.

Sanosuke used both hands and took a wide swipe at the snow that was on the ground so that it would tumble into the sky and coat all the wolves that Sanosuke has passed. It looked as though they wouldn't have noticed the snow. They were still furious with Sanosuke and how easily passed him. They were bounding back up the hill, which was having the snow trail down their fur so that it would coat their bodies entirely. The wolves were approaching and if they were fighting someone else, then they might have a chance if victory. Spinning his sword around with one hand, he brought his blade down at an angle so the sun would bounce off its blade and hit the pack of wolves in their eyes that blinded the 10 wolves temporarily. When this happened, Sanosuke focused chakra into his sword so lightning chakra would let out sparks and sunk it in the snow. "Piasu!" The sparks traveled through the snow and hit the wolves, since the snow was mostly consisted of frozen water the sparks increased it intensely. The snow that were on the wolves magnified the sparks that were hitting the wolves so the wolves spasmed in pain. Yelps were given out from the wolve's mouths.

In a couple of seconds after the lightning died down, Sanosuke retracted his sword from the ground and sheathed his blade. All 10 wolves that came at Sanosuke dropped to the ground, withering in pain from the lightning that was coursing through their bodies. They weren't dead, but they were definitely all paralyzed. Smirking, Sanosuke walked over to a rock ledge and sat down so he can observe the kid fighting the wolf. "Okay kid, let's see what you got." Sanosuke said as he began to observe the fight between him and the leader of the wolf pack. The pack leader looked at his downed comrades and then at Sanosuke, anger was in his eyes as Sanosuke stood there to watch the fight.

With an angry howl, the wolf dashed at the boy with anger in his eyes.

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Takashi would not make the same mistake twice. He did not take his eyes of the ferocious alpha wolf, and the wolf stared down Takashi with its burning eyes. However, the boy could hear the whistling air of a sword swinging behind him, the Jounin shouting [color:2247=dark blue]"Paradigm Shift!", the yelping of countless wolves. He's beating me, he thought. I'll show that Jounin why I'm Takashi Kuroka, the legendary ninja warrior! As he lowered his head and readied his stance, the alpha charged forward.

The alpha gnarled its teeth with immense hatred as it ran towards Takashi, this time with more room to amass speed. Takashi began to charge as well, letting his arms trail behind him as he closed in on his target. The wolf bore his fangs again, and the saliva flew behind it. The boy was only slightly faster than the beast. The boy leapt forward, soaring a few feet above the charging wolf and landing on its black. The wolf tried to buck his unwanted rider off like a raging bull. Clutching onto its black fur, Takashi held on for dear life. Straddling the beast, he pulled himself up and stabbed the creature's backside. It roared, and he stabbed again and again, each time growing his grin. Then he got cocky. He tried to stab again, but a sudden shift in motion caused Takashi to loose balance and fall to the ground. The wolf's massive paw slashed his right cheek, and Takashi cried in agony. Thinking quickly, Takashi uppercutted the beast's jaw before it could do more damage. The wolf lost balance, and Takashi went for a left hook, knocking the wolf off of the Genin again.

Takashi scrambled to his feet, panting. He was nearly hysterical. He wiped his wound and looked at his hand drenched in blood. The wolf snarled and growled; its vendetta growing stronger with every passing minute. Takashi fright became uncontrolled fury. He clenched his teeth and gave his own roar to his foe.I'm not getting anywhere with this. Maybe I should use... Yes...

Takashi raised his sword, his hand shaking as he barely contained his rage. The wolf crouched on guard, bearing his fangs and waiting for the young boy to make his move. The boy's eyes darted behind the beast and found a bush of withered foliage. His opportunity. Crossing his leg and stepping to the right, he strafed around the wolf. The beast mirrored his action. The two circled each other like a pair of vultures to prey until Takashi was only a few feet in front of the bush. Then, he lunged. The blade thrust forward, but the morbid wolf ducked. The blade narrowly brushed its black fur. Takashi pulled the blade back, and the wolf seized the moment. It opened its maw and hurried forward. Takashi shifted to the left, letting the wolf pass by. The boy eyed another opportunity as the wolf's head was within reach. I can finish this right now. The Genin raised his sword above his head and swung downwards. He yelled with explosive vigor. But the wolf maneuvered to the side, leaving Takashi's flank wide open. Takashi's eyes widened as he saw the massive alpha wolf rear up and brandish its dagger-like claws. Takashi quickly bent his knees. He released and leapt backwards, but he was too slow. The wolf slammed downwards, grazing his humungous claws across Takashi's arm. The pain was searing, unbearable, and he screamed. Takashi managed to move out of the way to avoid any further harm and landed in the bush behind him.

Crouching behind the dead plants, the boy tried to catch his breath. His arm was bathed in his blood. "Dammit! I would've had him too! Stupid wolf!" He formed a single hand sign. There was a explosion of smoke. Out of the white cloud emerged an exact copy of Takashi, blood dripping down his arm and cheek. The boy gave a nod, and the clone dashed out of its hiding place. The clone and the wolf met eyes. Takashi watched as his copy stood on guard with his sword pointing towards the raging beast. The black wolf ran forward, bloodlust searing in its eyes. The clone did not move. The monster wolf came closer and closer and closer, growling and opening its huge jaws. The clone still did not move. C'mon... C'mon... The beast leapt towards its prey with uncontrollable hunger. The beast's jaws clamped down onto the clone's flesh, and it disappeared in a billowy white cloud. Takashi grinned. He held his hands together in a seal. He leapt high into the air, reaching the peak of his jump at ten feet. As the smoke cleared away, he saw the wolf land on the ground, confused."Feel my wrath, you stupid mutt!" The wolf looked above and snarled. Takashi began to spin forward and lunged forward, rotating like a deadly wheel. Before the wolf could even flinch, Takashi's slammed into the wolf's neck. "RUNAWAY ROULETTE!" The revolving ball spun at high speed, tearing, maiming, cutting the beast's flesh to ribbons. The wolf howled in unimaginable agony. The sword sliced hundreds of times over. After nearly ten seconds, Takashi bounced off his wolf and landed on his feet five feet away. The beast, with a deep gash in his neck, struggled to stay on its feet. It tried to yelp, but nothing came out. After wobbling for a few seconds, the alpha wolf fell, dead.

Takashi's sword dissipated. He held up his arms and cried in victory. In between cheers, he panted excessively. He ran over to the wolf and kicked it in the face. He laughed, mocking his opponent's demise. He turned to the Jounin and gave a wide grin. "Does this mean I win?" he shouted.


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The way the kid was fighting was impressive. As Sanosuke watched from the inclined mountain pathway it was like he was in a theater box show. He watched the events unfolded before him. It was as though he was watching a play before him. It was filled with peril, mistrust and rage. Sanosuke couldn't forget about the rage. It leaked from both the leader of the wolf pack and from thd genin. From what Sanosuke can understand, they were both growing frustrated with the progress of this fight. The boy was even more furious because of the fact that he couldn't beat the wolf.

Then the boy delivered the final blow to the leader. It was more like a series of blows but then the kid did something that made Sanosuke's blood boil. He was kicked the dead body of the leader of the wolf pack. It seemed as though this boy didn't at all respect the wolf at all. Even though the wolf wasn't human, it still had hopes and dreams. And not only did this kid kill them, but he was disrespecting the body of the wolf. That was going too far. It seemed as though the wolves that Sanosuke rendered paralyzed were just now gaining their consciousness and composing themselves so they can stand up. The site they were revealed to was a wounded genin stomping on their dead leader. They growled in anger, and when Sanosuke loomed closely he saw that some of them shed tears of anger. A wolf crying, even beasts had emotions. Sanosuke knew he could defeat the wolves rather easily but not while protecting the kid. As soon as he stopped on wolf from attack the boy, another one would follow and then another until he got overwhelmed. Sanosuke radiated chakra around him so that it looked as though he was bathed in chakra. Once he was surrounded with chakra, he let the chakra intensify with murderous intent. His chakra said one small thing: leave here with your lives or wind up like your leader.

Its effects worked quickly and the anger in the wolves was suppressed to a state of turmoil and finally subjugation. The wolves ran away for their lives at Sanosuke's chakra that he was radiating. They knew that if they fought they would just die it was a wise move on their part. When thwy left, Sanosuke leaped off his little observatory of the inclining mountain trail and walked towards the boy. Rage built up in his body and when he saw him smile and asked if he won the game, that's when he couldn't take it. Getting out his sword while it was in its sheathe, Sanosuke struck the injured boy in the head with his sheathed sword hard enough to hurt and lead a bump on his head but not hard enough to leave a serious injury on the boy.

"You moron! Get your feet off that wolf right now, treat your opponents with respect." Sanosuke growled angrily before calming himself down in front of the genin. He placed his sheathed sword back on his back and crossed his arms at the genin in disapproval of what he did. This wasn't the way of the sword he was taught of Kumo, it was something else, something darker and Sansuke committed himself to stop this dark art from spreading.

(OOC: No worries.)

The wolves, battered and bruised, rose to their feet and watched as the body of their leader was violently defiled by a measly boy. Their eyes, at first, bulged, shocked. But their surprise soon turned to immense, uncontrollable fury. The subordinate wolves curled their lips, revealing their white fangs, and gave guttural growls. Their rage was so potent, so focused on that boy, that their eyes trickled with tears. The wolves bent forward, tense with burning anger. And Takashi was ready. The bleeding boy laughed with excitement. Never did he think that he would experience the glory of battle as well as reach Sky Point today. He held his sword forward and braced himself.

Suddenly, the Jounin exploded with chakra. The snow at his feet sprayed like a white cloud. A blue aura pulsed around him. The air grew thick with a chilling presence, a powerful presence. Takashi watched in awe at the amazing chakra control the Jounin possessed. The wolves lost all desire for vengeance, fearfully scattering down the mountainside and disappearing into the mountain mists.

Takashi's blade vanished. He stood both disappointed and intrigued. As the Jounin marched uphill, Takashi was able to discern the fine details of his form. Dark-skinned, muscular with a scar across his face and stubble clad in a dark blue hooded overcoat and beige cargo pants. Looked like someone straight out of his adventure books. Takashi smiled. "Thanks, but I could have handled--" As he turned to face the dead wolf, he felt a harsh blunt strike to his head. He recoiled and gasped his head. Reflexively, the boy's fists tensed and his arms thrusted forward, seizing before he could actually attack. He stood on guard, his face rigid in anger. All second nature to the mercenary boy.

"You moron! Get your feet off that wolf right now, treat your opponents with respect."

"Respect? It lost! It was weaker than me, and that's it died! How do you expect me to respect that?" Takashi's face was red and fuming. "And who the hell are you to tell me how to act?" His arm trembled. He ached for a fight. He needed to strike. Glaring into the Jounin's eyes, he said, "You're lucky I'm low on chakra. Otherwise..."

The boy stormed away. He snatched his canteen and took another sip. He grabbed his pocket novel lying in the snow and brushed it off before carefully placing it in his bag. Putting on his pack and pulling his scarf over his mouth, he began his journey up the mountain trail. His knees wobbled, and his chest rose and fell rapidly as he panted. His pace was irregular, muddled by his anger and fatigue. Spite for the Jounin was his motivation, to prove himself. He assumed the Jounin was heading up the hill too, and it was now his objective to beat him to the top. "My name is Takashi Kuroka. Remember my name. Because everyone will know it." Takashi headed up the slope, struggling with each step. The boy would not mind if the Jounin followed him so long as he was first to the top.

The way this boy was acting was making Sanosuke have a headache. Here was this genin, half tired and bleeding out here and was arguing with him. This kid obviously didn't know any better. Sanosuke had faced many people worse than this kid so he wasn't at all intimidated by the kid's tough guy act. In fact he was about to drop dead right now if Sanosuke hadn't intervened. He shook off the words of the jounin and kept on walking even though his body was riddled with wounds and most likley every step he took caused him a great deal of pain. The question that Sanosuke kept asking himself was: why, why was he doing this to his body. The kid most have obioviously know his limits by now.

Apparently his name was Takashi Kuroka. Hmm the Kuroka clan, I've heard of them before. There's a small excerpt about them in the Kumo library. So that was the famous sword summoning techniwque that's native to their clan...impressive Sanosuke thought. This kid had moxie, Sanosuke liked that very much, it reminded him of himself when he was a genin. Wind picked up quickly and Sanosuke sunk his hands into his pockets so that he can be protected against the winds. Although they were close to the top, that meant the winds are getting worse. The kid was obviously going to ignore him, so he needed something to catch his attention. Walking briskly to catch up to the stumbling genin, Sanosuke smirked.

"Ok I suppose a bet. If I make it to the top before you, then you have to help me pay respects to the wolf leader you killed. If you win, then you get all the ryo in my wallet." Sanosuke smirked as he walked passed Takashi mockingly to get his attention. Now lets see if the brat takes the bait....

The wild winds blew, rustling the boy's wool overcoat, but he pressed on, crushing his boots into the snow. His eyes wandered to the mountain tops below, the reference point to his ascent. They were minuscule from this godly height. Takashi saw a sprawling landscape of white. Beautiful, he thought. But he could not enjoy the view for long. He had to rush up the incline faster than the Jounin. His step was staggering but unfaltering. His mission was to best the Jounin, and he tuned out all distractions, save one: the Jounin's bet.

Takashi halted in his tracks and turned to the dark-skinned man. A race? Against me? He's crazy. If this is supposed to be some lecture, he's failing miserably. The man smirked cockily as he walked past Takashi. The challenge was tantalizing. His pulse heightened in tempo, and he felt warm, ready. His mouth formed a wide grin. He bounced inside his boots. The money was not on his mind, only the sweet feeling of victory. When I win, he'll regret he ever messed with me!

The boy bent his right forward and slide his left leg back. He arched his back heel, ready for an explosive start. "You're on, Scarface. Try to keep up!" He clamped his hand together into a handsign and felt warm chakra run through his arms. "Electric Senbon!" His hand seal broke off into two fists, and soon enough, needles of crackling blue energy emerged from his knuckles. His grin became more devilish. Takashi swung both arms on a horizontal axis. He let go of his needles, sending four slender slivers of electricity towards the Jounin's torso and four towards his legs. That ought to slow him down. With that, Takashi bolted forward, the wind whistling past him. He was nearly a blur against the pale mountain. His black kicked up a trail of snow behind him, and his wool coat flowed in the breeze. "You're looking at one of the fastest Genin in Kumo!" he shouted. "See you at the top, Scarface!"


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