Flames would erupt across the coliseum battlefield as two shinobi would dance to the sound of swords clashing and chakra expulsion. Their bodies moving gracefully across the earthly dome whilst acting in brash movements to subdue each other. Kunai would glide through the thick, humid air that Iwagakure provided whilst sounds of agony and sweat drops would be heard from afar. It was an awfully hot day in Iwagakure, and as usual Kazu would make his way into the coliseum arena, walking with his trademark black hoodie whilst stuffing his face with candy. Kazu truly didn't know why he loved candy to the extend that he did, but it was a given it would melt in this weather. His body would hold stern whilst his posture kept straight, crimson irises would gaze across the battlefield, familiarising with the shinobi that were battling. Walking toward the coliseum arena Kazu would identify the two before him. "Oh? Gallon and Toru? Who would've thought you two would still be shinobi..." His snide comment would soon follow a tiny snigger as Kazu began to jest to his old acquaintances. 

The two shinobi would stop in their track's whilst glaring into the eyes of Kazu. "Oh so i suppose you think your mr. big shot since you graduated from the academy, you filthy kanetsu disgust me." The two shinobi began to laugh before Kazu gripped the steel post before him. His eyes would widen as his teeth gritted, his hands already present in his pockets would slide to the back oh his hair as support for his neck in an attempt of relaxation. "How does a little payback fight sound from all those years you gave me shit in academy. What do you say? I'm assuming you chuunin right?" A chuckle would follow whilst he mocked his foes. His right leg would kick off the ground, sending his body airborne only to land atop the steel post he had leaned on previously. "Us both? Fight you? Please..... don't get cocky cause your a chuunin now, you realise Toru is a chuunin and i'm a genin.  Your chances are slim, but if you truly want a beating step right ahead." Their smirks began to really piss off Kazu as a vein slowly developed across his temple. "Fuckers. I'll show you the power of the Kanetsu." His body would somersault to the hard earth below them, his hand would touch the ground, holding his body still whilst he kept his balance. His face still hidden in his hoodie would open slowly whilst his face began to reveal itself within the light. 

His blood began to pump as combat was only moment's away, he muscles would twitch to the thought of blood spill. Sure he wasn't going to kill them, but this was personal, and they had to pay for their academy day bullying. His posture would recline as his body tightened. He was finaly ready to battle. But there was the true fact that it was two against one, the odds were badly in their favour and he had to do something. His lungs began to fill with air before his mouth expelled words of hope. "Looking to fight? Come on down!" His lungs would empty the air from his body as he yelled as loud as he possibly could. His fist would clench as the tension grew. Kazu just needed a partner for battle, no matter who the person was. 


[583/2400] Doton B >> A (Word count is deduced via gifted trait [20% reduction])

Consisting of a hollowed out rock face, the Coliseum is probably one of the most well and least know place within the entirety of Tsuchi no Kuni. Aside from shinobi no one else know the exact location of the area. Civilians having only heard about it through hearsay but never could find it, when searching for it for. Undoubtedly this is due to the intricate mass area genjutsu, empowered by a sealing array that have been painstakingly carved into the rock itself – attracting the ambient chakra within the area, like a magnet, to power the illusion along with powering a silencing sealing amongst others. Even if one is aware of the illusion, but lack the skills of bypassing, they will find themselves in a constant loop, always ending up exactly where they began. A mechanism that had caused many who search for the place to give up, though there are some amongst them who haven't. It were only after one become a genin do they learn how to bypass device from a senior official.

Many find themselves training the coliseum seeing how, excluding the wilderness, it provided the Iwa shinobi with the best example of the terrain that their country is made up. In short it's a rock terrain that holds no prisoners. Maybe it was because of the terrain that the area present itself with that we find no other than Nanashi leaving from his house, having just arrived there from his hospital shift, and now heading towards the training grounds in question. Being an assistance to one of the leading medical staff, Nanashi never thought he would had the chance to take off early – seeing how he been working constantly when not doing missions for the village. So it was pleasant surprise that the woman allowed him the time off. And it were with the time off that Nanashi decided he would spend, homing his skills, preferably his lightning affinity at the coliseum. So thus is the reason why he were currently moving across rooftops, with a grace that defies logic, towards the area in question. Though subconsciously apart of him felt like he were being drawn to the area. Like a moth to a flame. Unlike a moth though, he didn't plan on getting burn anytime soon – at least he hopes.

Arriving at the Coliseum in a timely fashion, bypassing the genjutsu with comparatively ease. His citrine orbs took a stock of the mostly barren surroundings, devoid of everything except rocks of various size and shapes, craters that can easily snap someone ankles if stepped in it run, and a river along with mini streams that seems like veins of the area. Everything about the area makes one have to be aware of their surroundings for if they weren't careful they could end up seriously hurt or kill – the latter becoming a fact as he spotted some type of puff adder laying, lazily on a rock – sun basking. Besides the physical aspects of the area there wasn't much else to take it in. There were quite a few people there, they clashing with weapons and jutsus a lot, causing the atmosphere within to be charged with energy along with causing the blood of any pure blooded male or woman to pump faster – in anticipation for a fight; in short adrenaline.

The rush of adrenaline is an addictive thing, causing others to easily become depended on it. Like the crackhead on the corner who snorted a line for the first time, getting addicted and making it his life line. We call these people adrenaline junkie. They live for that one moment where they stare death in the face and come back scathed or unscathed, the latter wearing there badges like a war veteran. Nanashi call these people healthy or unhealthy druggies, depending on how much they depend on that one rush. Needless to say Nanashi were apart of the healthy variant and gets his fix every time he helps dealing with a patient or flirt with married women– though the occasional fight also helps him. The latter what he were currently looking for. . .

Only after a thorough sweep of the ground did his citrine colored gems, picked up on some commotions that wasn't that far from him causing him to look in that general direction. Even the puff adder that were resting on the rock nearby took notion and slithered away – likely hiding. With the usage of lip reading and picking up bits and pieces of the conversation it seemed like the two boys, a genin and chuunin respecively, had some beef with the lone chuunin in the hoodie. Apparently the other two, who Nanashi recognized one as Gallon, use to pick on the hoodie chuunin and said chuunin wanted to pay them back for their past transgressions. A sound idea, but there lacks one problem, it were currently two against one. And even if the other is just a genin it didn't bode well for the hooded one – pity.

“Hey, you there!” An eyebrow were raised at when Gallon, addressed him.

“Me?” Nanashi resorted, looking around making sure he wasn't referring to someone else – of course this was done in a mocking manner, having known fully well who Gallon were addressing.

“Yeah, you! Don't I know you for somewhere?”

“Maybe. I don't know.”

“Oh, I know! You are Nanashi.” Gallon stated, having taken a few minutes to remember who the long gray haired teenager was.

“Ding, Ding, Ding! We have a winner! Your prize is a cookie. Now what do you want, Gallon-chan?” Nanashi replied, with an almost sickly innocent smile on his face. Purposely messing up on the suffix. Despite the pair of genins not graduating with each other, Nanashi had the unfortunate luck of meeting the brute. . .needless to say those times weren't enjoyable.

“Haha, funny.”

“Just like your face. Now what do you want?” Gallon instantly got mad at the snide comment, stomping his feet on the ground like some raging boar, that needed to be put down.

“That's it! Toru, you deal with that punk shit Kazu. I got this bitch over hear.”

“The only bitch I see here is you, Gallon-chan.” Nanashi stated, having moved to the opposite side of Kazu and nodding at him briefly.

“As the female over there said. My name is Nanashi. I would say nice to meet you but seeing the circumstances you can understand why I want. Now I don't know about you, but I'm itching to get my hands on Gallon-chan. And it seemed like you got some beef with Toru.” Right after the words left him mouth, Nanashi had to dodge a punch from Gallon by jumping back a few feet backwards. Seem like the brute couldn't wait.

Quickly going through a few hand-signs, six lightning senbons materialized between each knuckle, the chakra lightning arching and crackling menacingly.

The fun has begin.

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[OOC: I will be controlling Gallon. . . and don't hesistate in having Toru interfere in Nanashi and Gallon's match. so lets make this interesting!]

As fate would have it another shinobi would begin to squabble with Gallon, meaningless words would exchange between the two before a single sentence would blow a fuse in Kazu's temper. His right hand would slowly reach behind him till he felt the iron grip of his kunai, his left index finger would slide within the iron hole at the end of the kunai before flicking the small ninja tool within his palm making the blade point downward. His teeth would grit whilst he began to chuckle, a downright one-sided beat down was about to take place, and their idiot opponents could not foretell their future. His crimson gaze would alter from it's locked concentration on Gallon and Toru and flicked back at his partner for the fight. His attention was solely on the new partner as he began to introduce himself. 

“As the female over there said. My name is Nanashi. I would say nice to meet you but seeing the circumstances you can understand why I want. Now I don't know about you, but I'm itching to get my hands on Gallon-chan. And it seemed like you got some beef with Toru.” An eyebrow would raise on the black hooded chuunin's face, his kunai would begin to spin of his finger flicking back and forth as a sign of sheer boredom. "Ahh, well that's all great.. but i couldn't care who you are right now." His attention would be brought back to the two before them. "Just don't get carried away and kill them, we'll be punished for treason and i really don't want to hide their bodies, look how fat Toru is." Kazu's eyes would widen at the thought of digging a hole big enough to fit Toru in. "So let's play now shall we?" A smirk would follow across Kazu's face whilst his eyes now widened would simmer down to a squint. His crimson hued lenses would shift back toward the two affront them, both of them in stretched stances and ready to initiate. A small breeze would flow across the arena battlefield, it's gust would grab the small remnants of dust across the ground and send them dancing across the air in dust clouds that would form around the shinobi's feet.


"It's time." 


The handle of the kunai would be grabbed instantaneously by the same hand it was swinging on, Kazu would then raise it across his body before throwing it toward Toru. The iron projectile would glide across the air aiming straight for Toru's right torso, but the young chuunin would smile as Toru unravel a scroll from his back pocket and bit his finger before placing his hand across the scroll. "Summoning Jutsu!" A large fleet of dust would explode from Toru, a fierce wind would expel away from his position. Kazu would place his arm affront his face in hope of being able to see in the dust cloud. If anything he was worried about Nanashi as Gallon could make good use of the dust cloud as it obscured vision around the arena floors. Kazu would look above him to the sky to see that the cloud had expanded much on height more than length and width. His leg's would bend before thrusting off the ground launching himself above the cloud 3 meters into the air. From above the cloud his crimson gaze would flicker back and forth at an attempt to locate his targets. But the dust cloud was intact too thick meaning there was only one way to see them, by the dust clearing, or by seeing the dust move abruptly. The dust before them would fluctuate in five different places, it really didn't make any sense, that was until Kazu realised. "Nanashi they've got earth clones!" His hands would begin to weave together creating different hand seals before holding the tiger seal, Kazu's chakra would begin to encase his lungs and throat before his lips would expel three lava globs, all aiming at three different fluctuating dust cloud spaces. As each lava globs launched threw the air, the dust around began to clear up. The lava globs would successfully strike 3 Toru's, a pity being that they were all earth clones as they began to crumble. 


It was then when Kazu realised the real Toru wasn't here, footsteps could be heard from his left as his body simultaneously turned to find a leaping Toru with his right leg spinning for a horizontal roundhouse kick. Kazu would ready his left arm before throwing his fist before him, his weight put entirely in his strike to heighten his chances of winning the exchange. The two attack's would meet and hold at a standstill, Toru's leg would press hard against Kazu's left arm. Both with smile's on their faces the two would press of each other sending both of them to their original positions of the beginning of the fight. 




845[1428/2400] Doton B >> A


Chakra: 190/200

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It had seemed the fight had come to standstill, both defensive and offensive tactics have been initiated from both parties and resulted in a stalemate. The pride of the chuunin Kanetsu had seemed to be in stake as his crimson gaze would glare back at his fellow chuunin toru. His posture straight whilst his leg's bent, a kunai would dance across the fingers of Kazu as he watched his prey before he defeated them. "I guess your attack was quite smart, but is that all you've got?" A sigh would follow after Kazu's play on words. "I guess you really haven't changed since academy...." A small grin would escape from his unemotional gaze as the black hooded chuunin would prepare to initiate. Toru would let out a grunt before spreading his legs, keeping his centre of gravity lower whilst keeping his hands tightened into fist's. "Oh you want full strength? You asked for it....." Toru would grin before conducting a string of hand signs. Kazu would immediately act on guard, his brain beginning to analyse the situation. .....10 meters between us, Toru's a water and earth user, specialises in ninjutsu and taijutsu, hmmm..... It was there and then in a matter of moments through pure instincts were Kazu had developed a plan. The whole plan was to develop throughout the next course of action that Toru chose.  It had seemed his overall strength had been his demise as Kazu began to regain his posture, keeping poised to chances of a shadow clone/rouse, but to his expectations it had seemed he had done the right damage to the right person.


"Water style: Water Jet Jutsu." Words spoken aloud by Toru before a jet of water would emerge from his lips, extending into a high pressure stream of elegant H2O. It's circumference of 2m leaving dodging highly unlikely as it aimed straight for Kazu's torso. Little action could be done in such circumstances for a Kanetsu, this being  that water was the great strength against lava. It was unfortunate Kazu had prepared for a water jutsu. Kazu was fully aware of Toru's knowledge of the Kanetsu, heck the majority of the world knew lava was weak to water. It was Kazu's plan of "knowing your opponents knowledge" to succeed in the battle. Kazu's hands would begin to dance, viciously joining and disassembling creating different hand signs. Chakra would begin to mould widespread across his body with his composure still not having changed to a few minutes prior. Lucky for the 10 meter distance Kazu's hand signs were able to complete before the water jet had struck. His body would slowly submerge into the earth, dodging the water completely whilst merging with the earth below him. The water jet would flow right past the young kanetsu clansman's head, gliding through the air before crashing into a stone boulder, obliterating the earth sculpture into hundreds of pieces. 

It had seemed the attack from Toru was his full potential, if Kazu acted a second later his body would most likely've been shredded. But it was back to tactics and his opponent was an earth style user as well meaning a jutsu that could seriously hurt Kazu could take place, thus letting Kazu have a great deal of caution underground. Toru's eye's would widen as he was unaware of Kazu knowing a jutsu to travel underground, his hesitant body would move backward, leading himself away from Kazu's initial position in hope of steering clear of Kazu's counter attack. But the black hooded chuunin was already prepared for his final onslaught. Two hands would emerge from the ground, grasping onto the ankles of Toru and holding his body still. Immediately Toru would react as stone began to mould from Toru's fist, excreting from his pores and moulding into an earthly fist. "TAKE THIS KAZU." A battle cry from Toru would cry out as his arm extended upward before crashing down on the earth below him, chakra would begin to develop across the stone fist in Toru's hope of additional damage.  It had seemed Kazu's plan had gone south.... until now.

Kazu's body would emerge from the ground, his body spinning in mid air dodging the moving earth fist of his opponent. The chakra resonating across the fist would begin to diminish a few hairs of Kazu's bed of hair as his head would swoop around the stone fist. A drop of sweat slide down the forehead of Kazu's before trickling down to his cheek, ending at his chin. His body was upside down whilst is momentum sending him upward over Toru's body, his legs would extend before spinning in a horizontal fashion. A large grin would slide across the young chuunins face. As his spinning legs would lead to a spinning right head kick connecting with Toru's right jaw. His mandible would slide as Kazu's foot struck his fellow chuunin's head, the black hooded chuunin would instantly prepare for his next jutsu. His hands beginning dance whilst his chakra would knead across his lungs and throat. His crimson eyes would stay focussed on his occupied opponent as Toru's stone fist clashed with the ground, pulverising the earth creating a 2 foot deep hole. The chakra across Kazu's lungs would develop to take a fire nature, his lips would widen as a series of flames would disperse from his lips. "Fire style: Phoenix fire Jutsu." A barriage of fireballs would take form from the flames and consecutively strike the occupied Toru. Burns would begin to develop after each fireball would impact whilst his body began to be thrown back by each fireball. It was the perfect timing of Kazu's fireball jutsu that would end Toru's train of thought as Toru would succumb to Kazu's jutsu and lay on the ground.

His eyes would flicker to his right in hope of Nanshi goes well in his battle. Whether he did well or not didn't really phase Kazu but the sheer fact of asking for help made him hope that Gallon had recieved a beat down.

Wordcount: 1041(2469/2400) Doton B >> A
Chakra: 165/200

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