Training Session with a Live Target 9-20-14

==Participants==
Inuzuka Unaru, Hikaru Nara
==Roleplay==
-It was a dark and stormy night, or was it day? It's hard to say arround the Hidden Rain Village. Propetual rain falls often blocked out sunlight and made it hard for some people to estimate time without the aid of a clock. However this didn't stop the young shinobi of the village from working on their skills, learning new techniques, and mastering new tools. Speaking of new tools, that is exactly what Hikaru Nara was looking to find. He made his way through the village of metal structures and ducked into a shop with a large sign shaped like a shuriken out front. This was known as the ninja tool shop around this area of the village. As he entered Hikaru took in sights of naginatas and juan-dos accenting the walls allong with kris daggers and excentric katanas in glass cases. With all of this one could also find all their normal kunai, shuriken, scrolls, and tags if needed. This store more heavily focused on custom weaponry however. Hikaru wasn't exactly in the market for a custom weapon however. He enjoyed just window shopping all of the amazing looking weapons. Hikaru would take some time to walk arround the store and inspect each weapon individually.-
Guest_UnaruInuzuka: -Unaru had probably for one of the first times since he had entered this village with the shinobi entourage more than a year prior, allowed himself to avoid the roof tops for the quicker run he preferred in this place and walked the streets quietly. His hands had fell into his pockets of his sleeveless black jacket and where he usually wore a black tank top he had bandages tied securely around his chest instead. He was still quite sore from the training the Amekage and the ANBU Kuni had sent him thru not long ago. He of course had plenty of time to sit around and think while stuck in that hospital bed, a building he despised more than anything else around. It was not only because he couldn’t see the outside world in the place but because of the smells that seemed to soak into the place, the chemicals and other unsavory scents that always seemed to just scream at him to try and avoid as much as possible. Shaking his head the memory flicking from his thoughts as he finally came upon the place he needed to go. He had lost many items in that spar and with the need of replacements he wouldn’t feel comfortable till he had replaced them in his inventory, so against his two ninken’s complaints, who were trailing behind him and keeping to his heels mind you like some worrying hens, about being out and about he had taken his leave of his apartment and came here to the village’s best weapon shops. His form soon found itself slipping into the place and kept the door open just long enough to let the two walk in after him. One of them was black with brown patches, the other white with red ones both no larger than a average house cat. Reaching up he ruffled his red brown hair letting a few drops of water flick off of them even if it was pointless since he will be out of this place and back in the never ending rain again soon enough. Silver shards roamed over the place a moment as he let the door close and noticed someone else seeming to be browsing if the look on his face gave him any indications of their thoughts on things here. His expression had essentially been blank and even taking note of the other he seemed distant as he wandered towards the counter with the average items of stock. Letting his eyes scan over them calculatingly making sure explosive tags are in their best condition rather than quickly drawn he let his hands brush across a few choice kunai as well, multiple kunai, explosive tags, smoke bombs and a flash bomb all lost in a singe spar, he usually was more careful in loosing items in spars, but this had been different. What’s worse is he knew he was at fault on most of the difficulties they had faced.-
LightFang: -Hikaru's ears would perk up as he heard the bell attached to the fron entrance ring out. His eyes followed seeing the door swing open as a boy entered the shop.'Wonder if this guy is a weapons enthusiast or another ninja..' his mind wondered as he eyed the boy from the corner of his emerald eyes.As the boy made his way to the front counter, hikaru could see two little puppies following behind the boy closely. Taking note of the forehead protector of Amegakure plated on what seemed to be a dog collar around the boys neck Hikaru estimated that this boy was a shinobi with specialties in utilizing ninken, two of them to be more precise. A grin formed on Hikaru's face and he would move over toward the other boy and say warmly, "Hey there, nice dogs. May i pet them?" He would say this and immediatly kneel down to get a closer look at the dogs. If given permition Hikaru would gently stroke each of the dogs coats. He would then look up and ask, "So you come here to stock up on gear, or looking to get a custom weapon?" His expression would be one of openness however, Hikaru was watching his steps carefully, not knowing if this kid was one of those more serious types or a friendly sort. all he knew right now was that this boy was a shinobi, possibly inuzuka given the ninken, and most likely genin given the age he looks.-
Guest_UnaruInuzuka: -He had only barely let in a bit of a sniff when he heard foot steps approach across his shoulders he seemed to tense by a micron, a simple act as if instinct took over to warn him to watch his back. His silver shards flicking to the side quietly when the other had spoke, his eyes roaming for a moment to check out the other in consideration, the body language in the other that he was quick to pick up on at least let him relax a fraction. When the other had asked on his pups he glanced down at them and was a pair of blue eyes and a pair of green glance up at him before he finally shrugged his shoulders.- “If they wish to be pet you can, they can understand you well enough to ask them yourself.” –The little black and brown seemed to give a slight huff when she heard Unaru seem to almost brush the question away before letting light blue eyes glance at the others face. Those pointed ears on her head flicked before she gave a sniff to the air, she was a cuddler and often find herself being the one that enjoyed a good scratch from people she found to be friendly enough. After a initial moment of considering things she had moved up to the other and plopped her rear end onto the ground letting the tip of her tail twitch in greeting the look in her eyes clearly more intelligent than some simple house pet. On the other hand the white and red pup seemed to consider the idea of a pet but with no treats in the offering seemed to take the offer passively. This was the moment he heard the question of what he came here to do. He couldn’t help glance back down and pick out a couple of the kunai before glancing over the rest to find two more in the lot he let his hands roam over.- “Restocking what I’ve used recently… kind of had a hard training session not long ago and lost some of what I had.” –He may be being distant but at least he can allow a conversation to happen, after all no reason to being rude to a simple question as his right? Even if he seemed to have a caution lingering in the back of his mind to watch his back with anyone he just came to know.-
LightFang: -Hikaru would stand back up straight after petting the one dog that came to him when the offer was placed. His eyes would glance over the stock of kunai that the guy was sifting through as his question was answered. "I see. Musta been pretty bad to have you all wrapped up like that." He paused a moment thinking that might have been a bit of a touchy subject and went on, "But, ya musta learned alot too. They say injuries teach the best lessons." Feeling a little bit like the air was begining to get awkward Hikaru again turned the conversation to the dogs and asked, "So what are their names? The dogs I mean." If the boy replied and gave their names then Hikaru would go on and say, "Ah and yours? Whats your name?" There would be a pause long enough for him to reply if he chose to before Hikaru's eyes fell back to the kunai the boy was sifting through. He saw the boys hands roaming over a kunai considering taking it and impulsively Hikaru would speak up, "You don't want that one. Its structure compimised. I can see that the kunai is lopsided and made of weakened metal. If you threw that kunai at a wooden dummy it would crack and chip away quickly. " Maybe it was Hikaru's Fuma side coming out but he could just tell that the kunai the boy had was deffinatly defective. "Here gimme a second." After saying that Hikaru moved off to a case on the side wall of the shop and opened it taking something out of it. He walked back over to the boy and placed what he took infront of him. It was an excentric Kunai cut in a decorative shape however it was skillfully hand crafted to retain its sharpness. (http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/31IkdfCk8-L._SX300_.jpg) "Here. Now that is a proper kunai. Expertly made and dont worry about the price, I'll cover it for you."-
Guest_UnaruInuzuka: -When the question about his injuries had came up he seemed to pause in his actions finger pausing as he was considering the quality of each one silently. The reminder of his mistake from the beginning… the mistake of not trusting in the facts of teamwork in a fight that needed it desperately made his jaw tighten slightly. He had prided himself in being tactical in being able to think clearly enough to fight an opponent and prove he was a worthy opponent but the remembered words of working together, don’t separate seemed to have fallen to the back of his mind and almost forgotten till it had already become too late for them… He had been a failure in this and it ate him up, especially when this opponent they had was who they were. This had been when his thoughts had shifted hearing the other speak about learning things. He glanced down at the bound ribs and only mentally considering the shoulder that throbbed occasionally and the aching right leg of his that he ignored for now knowing he could deal with it later. He gives a sigh as he glances over he can see the other apparently was fumbling from his words when he quickly heard the question of the pups names.- “Yeah guess you can say that.” –He was very tempted to make the pups introduce themselves, they had the vocal ability to do so, and have seen them do it once before but a softening kind of touched his eyes, small but there. They have been stressed about him ever since they had seen him fall and he just couldn’t force them to talk today…- “Buruu” –He motioned to the little female he had been petting then let his hand softly motion to the white on near him.- “ And Anryoku.” –The names rolled over his tongue softly, the inflection of emotion wasn’t in his words but it almost caressed the sound as if they are the closet things he had in this world, they were more than friends to him, they were partners, companions, they were his pack and they were more meaningful than even his own life. One of his wounds had been protecting one of them and he didn’t regret it one bit. He turns towards the other as he asks about his own name.- “My names Inuzuka Unaru, yours?” He had been tempted to point out one should introduce them first before asking another’s name in return but clearly he wasn’t up for making the argument today. As his words had been coming out of his lips he had lifted one of the kunai as he turned to look back at it and had found the other comment about its make and how it would be flawed. He glanced it over and noticed the small defect and had lowered it back down to the counter just as the other took off to another part of the shop and collect one of the more pricy items. Being a Genin that had no backup on funds you picked and chose carefully, after all he was living on his own, caring for two ninken and paying for all he survived on. The missions he took went into everything he needed and rarely had any extra to play with. When he returned he couldn’t help the small scowl, it was mostly out of feeling like he would be indebted to the guy if he took the offer, he didn’t trust and this was one thing he wasn’t sure or, it meant that he would feel like he had to pay him back sometime, if not in Ryo but in some way. However he couldn’t help letting his finger brush over the metal of the weapon and knowing if he took a hold of it the balance would be perfect. He then gives a sigh and seems to draw his hand back.- “I… think I’ll stick with something a little less in that price range… I know you said not to worry about the price, that you would pay for it but…” –His eyes roamed over to the other this time, silver shards seemed to look at him quite calculating, clearly his paranoia about trusting others showing thru those eyes. Even if his expression didn’t show it his eyes couldn’t hold the blank expression very well as all the rest seemed to. – “What do you get out of this?” –He couldn’t find a more subtle way of asking this, his question quite blunt but clearly showing how likely he didn’t trust people right away. It was a caution that had only stuck deep in him while living here even if he has made friends his instincts never wavered from this one fact.-
LightFang: -Looking back down at the custom Kunai he placed infront of Unaru, Hikaru thought deeply a moment. He had glazed over giving his name and instead brought the kunai over so he hadn't given his own name to the inuzuka boy. 'Inuzuka, so i guess my first thought was correct.' He thought to himself for a moment. His word then echoed into Hikaru's ears, "What do i get out of this?" he softly repeated back. Pivoting on his left foot he turned to face the Inuzuka boy and raised his right hand into the seal of confrontation. "I don't do things like this expecting some kind of pay back. I do them in hopes of making a new comrad and being friends." He then lowered his hand holding out the seal he had mad as if asking to form the seal of reconciliation. "So what i get out of this i guess would be the satisfaction of helping out a comrad. Maybe someone to hang out with in down time. A person to train with when the training dummies get to easy. Someone to count on in the middle of a mission. A comrad..." Hikaru's eyes would be peircing straight into the silvery shards of iris' that were Unaru's. He would wait to see if Unaru would help him form the seal of reconciliation before moving on. If Unaru chose to form the seal then Hikaru would give his name, "Hikaru.... Hikaru Nara. Some call me "Light" since its what my name means and yes i see the irony in the name." His eyes would then glance over the bandages on the boys body and he would say. "How do those injuries feel? Think you might be up for some training? Could give you a chance to test out that new Kunai." However If Unaru had rejected forming the seal of reconciliation he would not give his name and instead turn back to the table and fall into an awkward silence.-
Guest_UnaruInuzuka: -This was the moment he watched silently, the raise of the hand in a sign he knew if not didn’t use often enough around here making him focus deeper upon the, his eyes watching carefully on the others features his eyes working to catch anything, even the smallest waver as he was talking, speaking of his thoughts and his wishes. Most people don’t take notice of another’s small twitches in their eyes, the small indications of lips as they spoke or the way they stood. It usually is ignored and never seen. He could watch a person smile buying produce and know they were irritated that the price was two high or that the quality was wrong. He can watch couples act like they are alright to one another but to him he could see the problems hidden behind false expressions no one would realize were there. He was a strategist and an observer, so the fact that he was watching him for anything to suggest ill will on his part was just a fact he had come to do. Only when the other had lowered his hand in the sign that was rarely used here as much as it should be, but something he had drilled into his head for many years from a man he called sensei outside this city villages walls, did he consider looking down at the outstretched fingers towards him. After a moment he rose his hand, it was slow and at first hesitant, it was a sure sign to anyone observant that he has found himself loose trust in people and almost fear new people getting close, but that fist had rose and let index and middle finger point to the roof as he spoke softly.- “Comrade sounds good for now… however the word friendship is often thrown out like leaves to the wind for it to be claimed so quickly. Know I don’t claim people a friend easily for it means much more than just the word most people see it as to me…” –He allowed his hand to lower and curl around his own hooked fingers, his eyes never leaving the others eyes as he spoke. That was when he heard the name and knew of the clan, he stayed quiet on the fact but allowed himself to shift slightly at the comment of his injuries.- “I’ve been told to take it easy I’ve broken bones in the fight… I’m not one hundred percent yet… but… I am kind of itching to do something at least…” –His eyes trailed to the kunai offered the sharpness in his eyes had relaxed a little even if he still was hesitant it wasn’t as dangerously sharp as before.-
LightFang: -Hikaru would nod softly as the boy explained his condition. "uh huh.. I see.. Well in that case how about a special kind of training. Let me explain. See i have been needing to work on my evasion skills so what if we were to train where you tried your best to hit me, and i tried my best not to get hit. That way you have little chance of reinjury and you can sate that itching feeling you have." Hikaru was pretty eager about wanting to train. It had been a few weeks since he graduated the accademy and was still waiting a team assignment so regular training didnt seem to happen to often. And with his father and brother gone he didnt really have any one currently to train with. Therefore he was always looking.-
Guest_UnaruInuzuka: -He glanced towards the other a moment before shifting that custom made blade and a few normal blades to the side as the other spoke able to split his attention for the moment. His mind wandered to the fact of doing what he is explaining, it would help in his aim, something he has been starting to pride himself in, so it didn’t sound half bad to him. He considered the blades, the custom one clearly wouldn’t be ever touched by one of those explosive tags unless it was dire, so he will just be splitting how he used those weapons from now on, not hard, just something to remember in the heat of battle. Eyes rose to glance at the other and they seemed to give a spark of interest in them, subtle but there before the corner of his lips just barely quirked upwards.- “Sure, guess I could use the practice, especially to get use to the balance of that new one there.” -He shifted his hands to the side and picked out a couple of explosive tags, now that part of picking things out was smooth, almost barely needing a second glance at, his critical eye on the seals and the small distinct scent of the inks mixture highly told to him of their own quality. He then shifted and took a couple smoke bombs, specific ones that left the nose from being effected, and a flash bomb, canister style and with easy movements scooped the items up and moved over towards the counter to pay for his things leaving the pricier item to the side as he fished out his money pouch as the shop keeper tallied up the costs.-
LightFang: -Hikaru would take the customized kunai and approach the clerk immediately after Unaru finished paying off his essential costs. "I'll meet you in the training grounds after im done here." He said turning to Unaru at the last minute. He then would turn to the clerk and place the kunai on the table. The clerk would figure up the price and flashed it to Hikaru. hikaru then took out his coin pouch and dumped out Ryo of variant denominations. The cashier took the Ryo and counted it up. It seemed Hikaru had just enough to get him the kunai and about 500 Ryo in change. He then collected his change and the kunai and set off down the path to the training field himself. He took a moment to take in all the features of his attire. Regarding the sleeveless top and ankle cut chinobi pants ties over with a dark leather sash that chains and straps hung off of almost the same length. On his arms he wore black wraps under his forearm warmers with metal gaurds and on his feet were standard shinobi shoes. All of which were monotoned in black color. He then took the time to manage his inventory of ten kunai, one smoke bomb, and five paper bombs. He also had his secret weapon on him as well as his skills. These skills however were basically inteligence and the boring jutsu they teach in the academy. He hadnt had much time to practise anything else. After assessing himself Hikaru found himself in the training fields all he had to do now was find Unaru and get started.-
Guest_UnaruInuzuka: -Unaru had handed over his Ryo to the clerk and was taking the items into his hands as he heard the comment of meeting up with him in a bit. A simple nod of his head had formed; silver shards glancing over the items as he put the items away as he considered what he had on hand, four kunai which now included the custom made on Hikaru had been willing to by him were stashed within different pockets, he also had six shuriken within his right thigh pouch, the now replenished two smoke bombs tucked up in his purple hip pouch along with the now five paper bombs. Shifting his hand as he was reaching into his pouch he let fingers graze over the rebreather he kept on hand as he was walking out of the store allowing the other to finish up what he was doing before he had walked in allowing his two pups that had settled into watching the two boys talking off to the side till now. Brushing his hand over the spool of ninja wire he slipped his hand out and touched one of two scrolls he had at his left hip before slipping one out and flipping it open as he walked soon sealing the flash bomb within with a bit of chakra. He considered what else he had sealed in there as well, the extra four kunai, and the single smoke bomb… He wasn’t one to leave himself ill equipped even in his not so recovered state. Actually that was in his mind even more or a reason to be armed, even if being armed as such wasn’t completely needed with him. He was actually specialized in Taijutsu and his body was essentially a weapon of itself. He had made it to the training field quite easily use to wandering into this place even at the middle of the night when he couldn’t sleep. He had slipped the scroll back into place and glanced at his ninken that clearly weren’t that happy their leader was considering training when he had only just got out of the hospital, but for once he ignored their grumbling sounds, he wouldn’t let himself strain himself… he after all hated the hospital. He found himself closing his eyes and concentrating on his surroundings the smallest breath thru his nose almost giving him images of what lay around him, the sakura tree, the green grass his ninken and the smell of damp wood of both the training dummies and the watching area of observers. He slipped the new blade out and allowed himself while he waited to do some slow katas with the weapon slow and steady being sure not to move the muscles too far in some actions. He soon found he smelt the other walk into the place and allowed his instincts and awareness to grow a bit but he didn’t stop quite yet allowing himself to finish off the actions before turning to face him only opening those feral eyes right when he was directly facing him. “Whenever your ready Hikaru.” –With that he flipped the new blade to a block laying flat across his right forearm as his left hand reached into another pocket hooking his index finger into the loop getting set to go into action.-
LightFang: -His ears twiched as he heard the boy call out to him and so he turned to face him. Finding that they were in the middle of one of the standard fields for training he raised his right leg and placed it behind his left resting his heal on the back of his left calf. He then crossed his arms and slightly slouched his posture. He seemed to be getting very relaxed for someone about to be in a fight. "Remember your the one trying to hit me here, im ready when ever you make the first attack." Hikaru's emerald eyes were the only thing strange about his stance in how they seemed to peirce into ever detail of his opponent. This was because even though he was in a very relaxed pose he was totally on gaurd. His eyes were studying every inch of Unaru for muscle flares or flash movements. Anything that might give away his opponents intentions. This was his Nara blood showing itself in full force. Always planning even before a plan is needed. Hikaru would then open his mouth to speak out again. "Alright, when ever you feel like it, try and hit me." Hikaru said this with an eire of confidence in his voice as if he felt Unaru would be unable to hit him. By Hikaru's prediction the boy was injured enough to limit movement and therefore that should slow him down. However Hikaru didn't know how fast this boy was or how limited that movement would be. Also, the boy does have two dogs that could enter the fray and dont seem injured themselves. That puts it at a three on one fight that Hikaru was faced with. That shown, this would not be an easy task that Hikaru has entered himself into.-
Guest_UnaruInuzuka: -Unaru couldn’t help the barely perceived twitch of his lips in a small grin.- “Alright.” –This was when he flipped the new and well crafted kunai to attack position and with a flick of his wrist in a experienced and fast throw he let the blade almost sing in the air from its design towards his left knee, if it should hit it could easily slice deep into the appendage, as he was throwing this beautiful blade his other hand had swiftly slipped out of the pocket smoothly sending the sharpened weapon in a blur towards the other aiming for just above the others head in anticipation, as he let them fly he had found his right hand already shifting to dig into the thigh pouch, snag three kunai from it and dip into his hip pouch as well. He was quick that was sure, his Inuzuka blood gave him this advantage even if he has been found to have characteristics that the clan clearly lacked in… intelligence was one of his own strengths, a fact most didn’t take into account, they often found themselves taken aback by it actually figuring he wouldn’t be planning his moves… It was a wonderful thing when he worked on his own, his own instincts flowing and keeping him thinking but surviving on your own and learning to work with others was two different things it seemed now. He now needed to keep reminding himself that if he was to work with others he had to be willing to give up some of that hold of control he seemed to almost expect in a fight. He sighed silently letting the agitation of the thought slip away, he was in the middle of training, he didn’t need these thoughts, he needed focus.-
LightFang: -Like a flash of light Hikaru saw the custom knife fly from the boy's hand. Monitoring it he acted quick. He droped his right arm from its crossed position and reached to grab a kunai preset in his sash as he lifted himself tot he airm by exteneding his relaxed right leg. With that slight jump Hikaru set the kunai in his hand and threw it downward to intercept the custom one and send them both down to the ground. Hikaru then looked up and felt a stinging pain across his left cheek. His eyes widened as the thoughts caught up to him. 'He must have throw a second kunai to intecept my evasion of the first. IDIOT! Atleast it was only a graze..' He thought to himself as he felt his left check drip warm. Blood was begining to drip down his face, but he couldnt worry about that now. "Alright your fast.." He said as his feet once again touched ground. "But i wont make that mistake again" Hikaru still sounded confident as he pressed of leading with his left foot. He began to close the distance between him and Unaru. This time his left hand dipped into his sash and pulled out a kunai. He braced it in his left hand holding this hand in front of himself in a defencive state. His eyes still watching and waiting for any deviation in the normal of Unaru.-
Guest_UnaruInuzuka: -A bit of light seemed to gently flash in his silver shards seeing the other take the evasion that he had expected him to. Most would, 95% to be exact so when the touch of the blade had sliced the others cheek slightly he got the scent of blood in his nose and knew instantly that he had hit him and watched as he dropped and saw the slight crimson on that cheek of his. His form shifted back a step keeping his distance at a good spot as he slipped the shuriken from the larger pouch as he attached one handed a bit of wire string upon the blades out of sight of the other. He wanted to see how well his evasion can be? Lets kick this up a little bit, he fling one of the three shuriken towards him, and a second at him as well. However the first seemed a bit off target but the second seemed quite wide. *lets see if he can realize the reasoning behind this before its too late* he waited just a moment, if the other didn’t move he would be sliced by the first one on his upper arm, the second shuriken would slip past him without touching him. He shifted just slightly and felt the twinge in his leg that was still mending but let himself slowly place more weight on the left one to compensate. He could hear his two pups settle into the grass as they watched and waited knowing if he wished them to join in, or if they felt he needed them they would be ready, but till then to just give him space.-
LightFang: - Keeping with his motion of closing the distance Hikaru noticed the two shuriken get thrown at him. He saw one heading askew toward him and the other going wide. "Oh please.." He said in a hushed tone. This tactic was obvious. It was the same as before. Unaru was obviously aiming for a side or skew direction hoping for Hikaru to dodge in that opposite direction. However if he did that then he would put himself in the path of the wide thrown shuriken. That plan might work, and hell it did earlier. However Hikaru was not about to fall for it twice. He would raise his left hand and use the kunai in his hand to deflect the shuriken aimed a skew to hit his arm. Deflecting this one away never put him in the path of the wide thrown one so successfully evading both shuriken in one move. Hikaru would then spot the third shuriken in Unaru's hands still. Flicking his wrist he let the kunai fly aiming for the left foot of the Inuzuka boy. Hey he said he wouldn't reinjure him, nothing said about causing new ones. Anyway that wasn't Hikaru's intent. Instead he intends for this kunai to force Unaru to evade it and throw him off balance for throwing the third shuriken. A good way to evade an incoming attack is to negate the attack from being possible. Hikaru was thinking hard as he continued to close in on Unaru.-
Guest_UnaruInuzuka: -His eyes were zeroed upon the other genin, his guard never wavering as he did these things, he knew there was the chance of attack, and he was too paranoid to completely put his guard down for such a thing. His eyes twitched when the one shuriken was knocked off course but the second was completely ignored. A eerie feeling slipped from him and a flicker in his eyes almost showed a predators look of having cornered someone for a single moment before he leapt to the side a little unsteadily, he still was able with a quick flick of the wrist to fling that third shuriken out at the other to the opposite side of Hikaru from the second one that had passed him by aiming for to slice him at the elbow. However when this one was let go the Nara would probably see something if he was being very observant of his actions and not just the weapons he threw, his fingers twitched, he didn’t care that he had deflected the first one… the Nara was right… the first one was a distraction… but unlike the first combo he wanted him to try to avoid the second one… this skill was called the manipulated shuriken technique and it was a lot more than just simply throwing them at a target. He had tied a wire to those small items and now that it was being ignored and the one he threw was being the next target to be looked at the second weapon had suddenly taken to change direction mid flight heading to twist around the others form. If it should get the chance it would twist around him three times and imbed a point into his side before he would jerk back on the wire that was attached to entangle him around the arms.-
LightFang: -It would seem that the Nara had made a miscalculation. He had obviously underestimated his opponent by not thinking that the boy would know to manipulate his shuriken. As soon as hikaru felt teh wire touch his right arm it was to late. He couldnt avoid the attack. Or could he. His hands flared into a flurry of signs woven seamlessly into the next one after another. They followed as Tiger, then Boar, followed by Ox, with Dog immediatly after, and Snake to finish it off. Hikaru then felt the shuriken that cut into his right arm and a puff of smoke errupted as his blood hit the ground. When the smoke cleared it would show one of the trainging dummies in place of Hikaru wrapped up in wire and stuck in with shuriken. Hikaru would be to the side holding his now bleeding arm before he called out. "Alright, Time-Out real quick." Hikaru would stuff his hand into his right pocket and pull out a music player and earphones. Quickly he would place each ear bud into his ears and then take the player and start his mix. Soon a soft beat would hum into his ears and fill him with the rythem. Hikaru's head would bob softly as he tucked the musick player back into his pocket. He then took a moment to secure the wire under his sash so that it would be out of the way of his movements. He then would raise his hand with a thumbs up to Unaru and sink back down into his ready stance. The music he was listening to now was blocking out the pitter patter of the rain so he could only hear its beat. If you looked closely you could see a slight sway to his stance, and it seemed like Hikaru had become much calmer yet more serious at the same time. Something was different alright but only Hikaru knew for sure as he waited for Unaru to continue the training session.-
Guest_UnaruInuzuka: -Unaru watched as the puff of smoke had formed as the other had dodged the attack leaving the dummy in his wake. He shifted allowing his right hand to drop the string he had been holding when he let his head turn to the scent of the other. He heard the comment of a time out for a moment; of course he didn’t let himself linger to wait for more than a few seconds. He allowed the other his moment as he walked towards the spot Hikaru was earlier before passing it up the spot a little before leaning down and pulling the custom blade from the ground where it had settled after his throw. His form turned to face the other once again clearly considering his own options. His silver shards caught the sight of the music player being placed into the pocket now letting his sight trail up taking note of the fact he had set up to listen to music. It only made him pause to consider the others stance and demeanor now, the relaxing in his form and his features. Clearly he needed to keep alert on these changes; he twirled the blade lightly in his right hand, his mind clearly spinning behind his eyes before he snatched the handle and seemed to dip slightly in a stance of his own, a little deeper than a simple stance he has been holding so far. However he had felt a small twinge in his side at forcing such a position out of his body reminding him of keeping from doing too much. He was use to close combat, weapon throwing wasn’t his best form… it lacked a lot and the only reason he had been able to catch the other off guard so far was he didn’t know him well. The pause from him wasn’t long, this was training and he wasn’t going to disappoint, and having already caught the other a couple of times had eased his desperation deep inside to do something already. He flings the custom weapon once again aiming for his right foot and once again hearing the sound of it flying thru the air, then with not much pause he swiftly withdrew another kunai from a hidden pocket and threw it towards his left shoulder. If one should hit there is a chance of being stabbed deeply in either spot. He suddenly gave off a couple of two tone whistles, something that is usually sharp to the ear but he had dulled it down just a bit. Anryoku’s ears perked and he went off to bound towards where Hikaru had started off in this session, Buruu simply sat where she had been her ears flicking as blue eyes seemed to almost consider things.-
LightFang: -Everything about Hikaru had changed now. His demeanor, his stance, his attitude. It was like a new man was standing infront of everyone. They say music draws out your core, and for Hikaru that was exceptionally true. See there was a thing about him and music. He had gotten so used to training with music in his youth that now when he listens to music in battle he can think more clearly. Something about the rains down pour of static confused his mind, but when he could block that out everything almost seemed to move slower to him. His eyes folowed the movement of Unaru as the boy treked over to gather his new knife. He then saw him fling it up over toward himself. Closely following this he noticed a seconde kunai being thrown, 'This trick again eh..', he thought as this happened. He saw the first kunai was heading low and right and the second was going high an left. In swift seamless motions Hikaru pulled two kunai from his sash in each hand held forward facing. He took a step forward and lept frontward. Turning his body he began to spin in mid air right between the two kunai. At this moment he extended both arms thinking, 'I wont make that mistake again.' He used the kunai in his hands to send the two going around him crashing to the ground with a spining deflection. Completing the barrel roll Hikaru landed running as he sprinted in closing the distance on him and Unaru. It took him mere seconds to get within striking range. While aproaching, however, he replaced the kunai of his left hand into his sash. Now he is using both hands on the right kunai to drive it forward aiming for Unaru's neck. His jugular artery to be precise. However knowing the boys injuries and having promised not to actually attack Unaru, this was another fake out. Anticipating the boy wouldn't react much Hikaru would stop the Kunai short of cutting the boy and prepare to block counter measures. Hikaru had brought this fight close range and knowing this boy could use ninken at anytime that could be dangerous. He couldnt help but think that as he noticed the rusty looking pup had moved to be near the inuzuka boy.-
Guest_UnaruInuzuka: -his eyes kept on the other boy never letting his eyes trail away from him like a predator on its prey it had the coolness of it stare. He took note of the differences now soaking up the information like a sponge did to water. He took in the deflection and then the dash towards him. A sound came to his ears and with an open hand he felt something he wanted placed in it. It was the second kunai he had thrown at the beginning of this fight, Anryoku had actually ran past Unaru swiftly when he had called him and had essentially ‘fetched’ the item for his leader. The pup was fast on his feet and he knew the ninken would only take seconds to get it to his hands once again. He had been planning to throw this third one but with the other approaching he had changed his mind milliseconds before he had found the other thrusting his hand forward aiming for his neck. He may have anticipated him not moving out of being surprised… but it wasn’t quite as he hoped, if one isn’t prepared for death would flinch, or even show a glimmer of it in their eyes he didn’t have it. His silver shards did show something else thou, a spark of interest as those slits dilated before contracting once again. These actions were only one to two seconds but one could say it felt like they lengthened as he found his now armed left hand flick up in a angle past the height of his right shoulder clanging with the others weapon as his head tilted slightly to the left side. This was partly a mistake thou for he had fractured his left shoulder blade and the block, which was mostly instinctual had pulled the muscles close to it throwing a pain down that arm when it had been extended and only being told to the outside world by a twitch of his form and a small grunt past his lips. He didn’t back off yet thou knowing he had made a opening and went to ball up his right hand into a fist sending it out at the others gut just below the ribs. If this should hit it could easily knock the wind out of the other in both swiftness and strength of the blow itself. When he extended his right arm with the power behind it thou another twinge formed at his rib area and he couldn’t help the scowl that formed, both for what he felt and the irritation that he couldn’t even enjoy a close hand to hand fight without being reminded of his limits here, a disadvantage for sure.-
LightFang: -Hikaru's eyes seemed to flicker with astonishment. Not only had the boy actually reacted but he block the drive blow for blow with his own kunai that he had his dog fetch for him. 'Smart move, using your dogs as retrievers..,' Hikaru though as his eyes glanced tot he left. They were drawn here noticing the movement of the boys right arm. Seeing the gut punch coming Hikaru quickly dropped his left hand from the kunai and turned his body. He placed his left hand to the back of the boys arm and pushed off of it to move his own body out of the trajectory of the punch. In this movement he drew the kunai back and landed 2 feet away in a defencive stance. Hikaru took notice of the boys strain however. This training started as simple target practice/evasion training, and now it was getting close to close combat situations. Something about this boy seemed to intrigue Hikaru into more intense training but he could see the boys body wouldn't do well to endure it. No matter how the boy may think it could. His hand would reach up to the right ear and he would pull an ear bud free. "Hey," He spoke out as he let the ear bud dangle freely. "I think thats enough for one day. If we keep up like this it just might turn into an actual spar." Replacing the kunai back into his sash he would then hold out his hand. "It was an enjoyable training session and deffinately wanna do it again sometime. Maybe a time when i can fight back? Anyway, stopping here sound good?"-
Guest_UnaruInuzuka: -He had stayed there a moment having not moved from the actions of his own only having lowered his weapon held arm as he took slow breaths thru his nose. Inwardly it was to remove the want to continue when the other spoke of stopping, a fact he had a hard time doing half the time when he got to this point. Logically he knew the other to be correct; going any farther would only make him do more than he was supposed to be doing for now. He relaxed his muscles clearly allowing himself to accept this fact for now that he couldn’t do much. His form straightened up and turned towards the other and he let his hand slip into his pocket putting the weapon away before letting it slowly reach up and scratch the back of his head softly.- “Yeah I guess your right on that, I…- His words paused a moment trying to consider what he wanted to say first before throwing them out.- Just don’t often get hurt like this. Guess I just really screwed up this time. –His words had no inflection but his eyes seemed to show the emotion of almost failure from the training he had with the kage, but as quickly as it came it flicked away before reaching out and taking the others wrist in a shinobi hand shake glancing towards the others features a second.- “Aslo sure I wouldn’t mind seeing what you can do without having to watch what your doing, really hate these limits...” –He let the hand go and glanced down soon collecting the weapons he had thrown. His ninken, both of them this time, chose without being told started helping out.- “Actually had fun, even if it was brief.”