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After the Fourth Great Shinobi World War ended, the world was experiencing a time of peace. The villages for once were able to live in relative harmony with one another as they rebuilt, and for once, all seemed to be well. The kage were able to live peaceful lives and soon began retiring, passing on the baton to the next generations. That is until an unknown virus infects the northern coast. The first to fall is the once powerful Raikage, Ay. While many thought this virus was a simple mutation of what may have well been the flu, no one would ever think of the destruction it would cause. Especially when it infected a certain Uzumaki Naruto.
With his death came the malice; with the malice came the destruction; with the destruction came the shinobi' revolt; and with the revolt came the sacrifices. The Bijuu became filled with malice that they sought to destroy the world. Shinobi sought a way to fight them and once again capture each of the Bijuu. Time passed, and a plan was devised. The Jinchuuriki would be sacrificed for the greater good of the world, and with the deaths of nine individuals, an uneasy peace began.
As time continued, the villages began to truly restructure. In a peace that would last 80 years after the downfall of the Bijuu, the world would see the creation of a great many things. Technology was beginning to take root and before long the blossoms that grew from the tree of the advanced mind would bear fruit. A many great things came to be. A railroad between the vast many nations. Mechanical limbs to replace lost ones. Radios that could reach between villages. Everything seemed to be becoming less reliant on the shinobi. Only the need for them never truly vanished. As with the growth of time, also continued the growth of malice.
She should have expected him to release the sword when he saw her aiming for it. Instead, she kicked at a sword that had already fallen to the ground, lost her balance, and ended up flat on her back. Such talent in this girl.
To be honest, Iku could have regained her balance without falling; she wasn't quite that terrible. But she wanted him to continue underestimating her, and if she had to kind of act like an idiot for that to happen, so be it.
The genin grabbed her sword and hauled herself to her feet, eying the bulging veins around his eyes. She didn't know jack shit about the doujutsu of the Hyuuga, even though a sect of the clan lived in Kiri and they were probably covered in a history class at the academy. Her younger self had been really bad at absorbing potentially useful information, unfortunately.
Post by Hyuuga Hayato on Nov 27, 2014 22:56:45 GMT
it might seem crazy
what i'm about to say
Here come bad news talking this and that, yeah. Well, give me all you got, and don't hold it back, yeah. Well, I should probably warn you I'll be just fine, yeah. No offense to you, don't waste your time, here's why:
Hayato winced when the girl hit her back; he'd landed that way a few times on occasion and it wasn't fun. He could see her flow of chakra, the movements of her muscles, the way her heart was beating. She probably had a backup plan. He reached into his back for another superball, but changed his mind and grabbed a normal smoke bomb from the left pouch, throwing it on the ground between them. Only one of their visions would be obscured by this. Of course, she could easily blow it away with her fuuton, but he got behind her first, aiming to jab the tenketsu in her left arm and render it useless for swinging her stick.
Smoke bombs were a pain in the goddamn ass. Her tachi found its way back into its sheathe as she began performing another wind technique to clear the smoke. Unfortunately, she didn't quite finish before Hayato jabbed several points in her sword arm. Swearing loudly in pain, she picked up a foot and stomped where she figured his toes would be and grabbed her sword with her right hand, slashing it behind her. If he hadn't already gotten out of the way, he certainly would be now.
Iku wasn't very practiced using the blade with her right hand; the movements and everything were reversed, and that took a lot of time to get used to. But she thought it important to at least be competent (if barely) with both hands, just in case of a situation such as this where an asshole had decided to fuck with her dominant arm.
"That scared of getting your ass kicked, sensei?" she commented, a wide grin on her face. "Carry around all those balls 'cause you don't have any of your own~?"
Here come bad news talking this and that, yeah. Well, give me all you got, and don't hold it back, yeah. Well, I should probably warn you I'll be just fine, yeah. No offense to you, don't waste your time, here's why:
Hayato's all-seeing-eyes saw Iku's leg rise and was out of the way before her heel came harmlessly down into the dirt. He backed out of reach when the sword swung wildly.
"That scared of getting your ass kicked, sensei?"
“Hah,” he replied, circling around her.
"Carry around all those balls 'cause you don't have any of your own~?"
The Hyuuga gave an undignified snort.
“Becaue I've never heard that one before. Such a clever girl, Ikkun.”
Digging in his pouch; he procured a much larger marbled pink ball. Unlike the others, this was the size of a small tangerine. Why this one? Because it'll hurt more when it collided with her thick skull. He threw it hard, aiming to collide it with the side of her head. If it struck home, it'd arc back to him to catch. Through the smoke, she likely wouldn't see it coming. The ball wouldn't hurt her much out of “hello big rubber ball bashing you in the head,” it was more intended to taunt her and piss her off. People got so sloppy when they were mad.
Iku wasn't very practiced at detecting a person's location without sight. Therefore, when she judged that Hyuuga-sensei had moved by the sound of his voice, it was a guess. An educated guess, but one nonetheless. So, when she went to clear the smoke, she changed her original plan.
Her left arm hurt like hell, but that didn't stop her from making the few hand seals for her technique and clapping her hands together, creating a gale centered in her palms. It cleared the smoke from her immediate area and, because of the direction she was aiming, the brunt of the force behind the wind headed right for where she thought the jounin was standing.
Of course, that didn't stop his fucking bouncy ball from smacking her in the side of the head. She swore again, loudly. Stupid balls.
Here come bad news talking this and that, yeah. Well, give me all you got, and don't hold it back, yeah. Well, I should probably warn you I'll be just fine, yeah. No offense to you, don't waste your time, here's why:
The chakra-laden wind blew brightly into the Hyuuga's vision. And no where near his direction. The large pink ball smacking back into his hand after colliding with the girl's head, he skittered off to the right to avoid being exposed from his smoke cloud. He tossed the ball gently in his hand once.
“Ne, Ikkun~ Are you ticklish?” he teased, circling around to the other side. She'd likely turn to the sound of his voice again, so he moved around to the side, tossing the ball at her head once again. This time, he didn't bother catching it, for he dashed in behind her, fingers raking the sides of her waist. With the forward movement he whispered into her ear.
“You need to watch your back better.”
If she didn't catch him in that moment, he'd toss her to the ground and put distance between them. If not, well, it was still worth picking on her.
Goddamnit! Of course he hadn't stood still. That would have been stupid, because she would've hit him head-on with her attack. He'd had enough sense to keep moving. Well, at least some of the smoke was gone, and she could get out of the cloud without being too far away from Hayato.
Irritated with his shenanigans, she blew away the rest of the smoke with another wind technique - stopping one of his stupid balls from smacking her in the face again in the process. But the damn Hyuuga was fast, and was in her personal space before she'd even had time to draw her sword.
His fingers brushed against her waist, and her hand shot out, catching his arm just beneath the elbow. Her other hand dipped into her pouch and pulled out a kunai, which she leveled at his throat if he hadn't pulled away.
"Don't start teasing me, sensei," Iku warned him, although she didn't elaborate on why. If he kept agitating her, he was going to discover another side of the snow-haired genin.
Here come bad news talking this and that, yeah. Well, give me all you got, and don't hold it back, yeah. Well, I should probably warn you I'll be just fine, yeah. No offense to you, don't waste your time, here's why:
Ikkun had latched on to him the moment he'd touched her. Not bad at all, kid. He pulled away when the kunai came out towards his throat, but didn't break free of her grip. No, instead he knocked the arm with the weapon away, ducked, and latched onto her torso, pulling her flat up against him. Straightening his legs brought her straight up off the ground and he bent backward with the girl, suspending her. Face close to hers, he grinned.
“Too late~”
With that he bent back completely, allowing gravity to take over to help him hopefully ram her head into the soft ground. This would have been better if she was facing the other direction, but it'd daze her all the same.
What. Iku was completely unprepared for him to bear hug her and lift her into the air. She bit back a loud screech, figuring she'd go easy on the man's eardrums for the moment. Sheesh, she just had to get the weird sensei, didn't she? It was a shame, he was so cute too...
And his face was suddenly very close to her face. Where any other person would think of, perhaps, headbutting him, or using some other tactic to get him to let go... Well, Iku's tactics were a little different. As he began to bend back, she pressed her lips to his.
It was a distraction tactic. Nothing more. Nothing less. Just a distraction.
Here come bad news talking this and that, yeah. Well, give me all you got, and don't hold it back, yeah. Well, I should probably warn you I'll be just fine, yeah. No offense to you, don't waste your time, here's why:
There were a thousand and one things Hayato could have expected her to do, and even with all-seeing eyes, he didn't see this coming. Surprised, instead of ramming her head in the ground, the Hyuuga overbalanced an fell back onto his back, the girl's wait doing nothing to help the breath that rushed to escape his lungs. Releasing her, he took a good moment to gasp and regain his ability to breathe before pushing her off of him.
Well, her distraction was a success, that was for sure. Instead of doing whatever the hell he had planned, Hayato fell, with Iku landing on top of him, grinning.
"Don't knock it, sensei. I could have killed you while you were trying to get your breath back," she pointed out, getting to her feet. "It was a distraction tactic, and it worked." Iku flipped her hair, looking quite smug indeed. Sure, in a real fight, he probably wouldn't have grabbed her like that, but that didn't mean her victory was any less so. "The entire point was to surprise you. You looked pretty surprised to me."
Here come bad news talking this and that, yeah. Well, give me all you got, and don't hold it back, yeah. Well, I should probably warn you I'll be just fine, yeah. No offense to you, don't waste your time, here's why:
"That can be arranged, sensei~" Iku commented. The girl had no qualms with actually cutting him up if the opportunity was given in future spars. He probably wouldn't be very happy about that in the future if or when it happened, but hey. Shit happens.
She pondered his question for a few moments. "Well... 'sides the academy stuff, you saw the only ninjutsu I know. Maybe that's something we should work on?" Iku suggested, shrugging. "It'd also be cool if you could teach me how to locate people without sight so I don't totally whiff like that again."
Here come bad news talking this and that, yeah. Well, give me all you got, and don't hold it back, yeah. Well, I should probably warn you I'll be just fine, yeah. No offense to you, don't waste your time, here's why:
"Well... 'sides the academy stuff, you saw the only ninjutsu I know. Maybe that's something we should work on?"
“We can do that; I also use fuuton.”
"It'd also be cool if you could teach me how to locate people without sight so I don't totally whiff like that again."
Milky eyes studied her. He would be a bit... inadequate for that job... he could see through walls and smokescreens, hell he could see chakra flows in total darkness.
“Fighting blind is kinda... not...” Literally something he'd ever needed to do. “Well, it would be a learning experience for both of us. I've never fought blind. Never been necessary when I can see through just about anything.”
Iku's eyes lit up when he mentioned that he could also use fuuton. Score! Most people in Kiri used, well, suiton. Water. Mist. Y'know, that logical stuff. Her previous sensei hadn't known any fuuton, so she hadn't really learned much elemental stuff after the first couple being that she was allergic to studying things out of books.
Oh... yeah... fancy eye shit. Well, it must be nice to have super vision, but not everybody was that lucky. "Maybe you should learn," she told him. "I don't have a damn clue how your eyes work but there's probably someone out there who does. What's gonna happen when you come across that guy that can counter 'em? Flail around like an idiot 'cause you don't know what to do without them?"
