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Asato blacked out during the brothel, and his unconscious body was brought to a abandoned building by Sora, someone he remembered from the night before. Hearing the familiar voice, he shrugged it off. "five more minutes mom." he said, waving his hand at her. "what?" his eye's opening slowly, the room light enough to distinguish faces he yawned. The only reason he woke up, was because he heard chains dangle, and he felt a little more weight from his arms then usual. Looking around, he didn't panic, just wondered what the fuck was going on, until he heard a voice reassure him.

"Yeah, yeah. So, you tie me up huh?" He exclaimed, he wasn't really pissed, just annoyed. "Why the hell would you tie me up?! I mean, I remember sneaking into a brothel, meeting you, Sora, and then it all turns a blur after I drank I think anyway." He said, he had a particular good memory, even when he drank, but there were times where he had blacked out and didn't remember shit. There were partial memories, but he accounted them as parts of his dream from last night.

"So, would you kindly untie me now? Please." He asked, he didn't really like the feeling of being chained up, kinda reminded him of that day he got arrested for carrying marijuana. Not good at all. "Hey! How about, if you let me go. I'll roll us up a couple blunts, and we'll smoke till were fucking passed out? Or just get high." He chuckled, it was true - Asato brought a bunch of weed for his trip, and he wouldn't mind sparking up half of it anyway.

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[marvolous.]

I was surprised he even remembered my name, especially with how drunk he had been last night. Frankly, I was even surprised he remotely remembered anything from last night - he had been so intoxicated that even hours later, in the next morning mind you, he still hadn't woken up. Unlike him, I was perfectly fine right now; in addition to the abundance of metal holding him to the floor, his head would probably be spinning. I didn't care, to be honest. "Is everything a joke to you?" I began, my voice lingering in the air and not failing to display the annoyance I currently felt. It was like trying to talk to a little child: he only saw the world from his own perfect perspective.

"You're two seconds away from getting this needle thrown through your skull, and you're here trying to make a practical joke?" I really had no further use for him, especially considering how he had already given up the detail of him belonging to Konohagakure. He was as good as garbage to me now - disposable, burdensome, garbage. "Fuck it, I can easily hide your dead corpse where no one will ever find it." To make good on my threat I pushed forward from my seat, utilizing swiftness and grace only accustomed to those of ANBU rankings. It all happened in a blink of an eye-- one second I was on the other side of the room, the other I was residing directly behind Asato.

With my quick appearance I had withdrawn a single kunai from my pocket, my digits intertwining along its base as I gripped it tightly and brought it to the nape of Asato's neck. Due to the chains and his rather hungover state of mind, such movement would surely be missed with his dulled reflexes, and the only indication of my new location would have come from the cold articulate touch of the kunai on his neck. It didn't matter regardless, for it's touch would have only lasted but a moment, my arm pulling back in an attempt to gain momentum as I allowed him one last second to collect his thoughts--

... it was going to be his last, anyways.

-- Shunshin x1.

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"A joke? I asked if you wanted to smoke, a simple no would have sufficed." This whole situation was terrible, he was in the hands of a enemy? and his head was spinning, the hangover he was having was the worst one in a while. "Where the fuck did I say anything about a practical joke? Damn." Asato was annoyed this fucking guy thought he was trying to make a practical joke, was he stupid? His hands were chained, as well as his feet - how the fuck would he accomplish something like that? He wasn't Houdini. Sure he wasn't in the position to say things like that, but he didn't fucking care - if he was really going to kill him nothing would stop him from doing so.

He didn't care truthfully, the familiar smile had finally formed onto his face. The man needed him, he knew this. Asato was his one way ticket to fucking up Konoha, something he's been thinking about for a while. His good-evil meter has been swaying back and forth recently, and he's just been confused. "He-" He was about to speak, before he noticed he wasn't even in front of him anymore. Soon enough, the feeling of cold steel was pressed against his neck. Fuck, he was in trouble now.

"Kill me now, go for it. But, without me we can't get back into the village. I'm willing to work out a deal with you, maybe a friendship of sorts." Taking a big gulp, he continued. "I mean, our Hokage is currently at the Chunin Exams in this village. If you know what that means~" Asato was serious, he didn't give a fuck about anything anymore - besides his closest friends.

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A deal? Well, I hadn't expected that.

Not. I wasn't interested in really anything this kid had to offer, especially considering his low value in his village's hierarchy. He wasn't high enough to the point that I would have recognized his face from my multiple month long venture in the village, and he wasn't low enough in which nobody would notice his disappearance, but still, I could see no real use of him. The only real bargaining chip I would even fathom to accept was the idea of incurring some sort of funds for my travels, however, as Asato knew naught of any such means of acquiring said funds, that too was a moot possibility.

"Friendship? Friendship? What would I possible gain from such a thing?" In all reality, he wasn't needed at all for me to gain entrace to the village again, I myself could easily sneak in again - why I would do such a foolish thing, however, was beyond me. "No, actually. I don't know what that means. If this is some coy way to stop this blade here--" I halted my words, bringing down my sleek weapon so that he could view it from his peripherals. It gleemed in the air with such movement, the miniscule light that was permeating into the room bouncing off it almost majestically.

"--from spewing your blood across this entire room, you need to come up with something actually worth sparing your life for. I know Konoha probably better than you even do, why do I need you to do anything?" I lifted my arm back in the air if only to further my adamant claims, my hand shaking - twitching, even - at the thought of killing him. Had this been two months ago, I wouldn't have even thought about it.

"Last chance."

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It looked like the man wanted him alive, that's what Asato thought anyway. He wondered why he just didn't slit his throat right then and there, I mean - if someones so useless why not just take them out? Won't they just become a unneeded baggage? Guess Asato was needed, the smile still on his face he needed to think of what to say, and this hangover wasn't helping at all. Hm, think Asato think. BING.

"Heh. I have to say something worth it, huh?" He paused, taking a deep breath. "Well, I can help you retrieve some scrolls, oh and we have tons of cash in our treasury. I mean, with our Hokage currently out of the village were low on anbu. So, a genin could potentially come through, and pillage our village. ha ha ha." He laughed, it was true, at this moment in time Konoha was at its weakest, and Asato wouldn't mind taking it down from the inside.

"How about this, if I beat you in a fight - you let me go?" He proposed. "Sounds good?" Hopefully Sora would agree to this clause, even if Asato was at a tiny disadvantage being that he was hungover as fuck.

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What an interesting turn of events. In exchange for me sparing his life, this kid would be willing to completely betray his village and commit treason in the process? What a scumbag. I hated people like this, but even I could not lie his idea had sparked my curiosity, despite knowing even with his help, such actions would be difficult. Even with their Hokage not in the village, there were still many qualified shinobi to whom could each put a damper on any sort of assault. Not to mention the abundance of ANBU still residing amongst the village's grounds - it was a death mission, from any side.

"Beat me in a fight?" I scoffed, deep - mechanic, even - laughter erupting from my inner chest. Yes, he was definitely oblivious to who I really was. "Don't even bother. The chances of you beating me in a fight is slim to none-- you'd have a easier chance trying to pull a Houdini from those chains." Though this was true, I still went ahead and undid the chains binding Asato to the ground. Once he was completely free - aside from the metal that remained to keep his hand locked together - I grabbed him by the shoulder and brought him to his feet.

Pushing forward I directed him towards the door, and once we had both exited through it and had made it outside, I threw him onto the ground. "I'll tell you what, kid. If you can land a single hit on me, I'll consider letting you live. Aim to kill, your life depends on it." Forging a distance of about 30 feet from Asato, I readied myself for combat; my stance remaining just like my demeanor -- stoic, almost uncaring. I was waiting for Asato to make the first move, knowing full well that--

"You are free to begin whenever you want."

It would be his only move as well.

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Truthfully, Asato wasn't doing this just for his life to be sparred - he honestly didn't give a shit. Konoha to him was a weak village, the only thing that had him stay in that piece of shit village was his friends, and family. Without those, he would have left in a second. "Rough." He said as he was set free, grabbed by the shoulder and pushed towards the exit. "Good Luck." He said as he walked through the exit, walking he stopped, and turned around, now thirty feet from Sora - this was do or die, and he was going to have to aim to kill just like he instructed.

However, he'd have to undo the chains that locked his hands together. After moving his hands a bit, the loose chains fell off. Rubbing his wrists, cracking his neck he was ready - the hangover wasn't as bad as before since the whole situation cleared his head a bit. Reaching into his pouch, he withdrew a kunai that was untouched by Sora. He'd dash towards the man, kunai in hand, he'd close the distance almost instantly. Three feet away, he'd swipe the kunai at the mans chest, aiming for a shallow cut - whilst the free hand by his side ready to defend if needed.

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[marvolous.]

Good luck

I almost laughed again, almost. I was being generous by even allowing him the option of fighting me, even though I knew he had no chance of landing a hit on me-- let alone actually beat me in a fight. Like last night, I was doing this mostly out of the sheer thought of entertainment, not because I even remotely cared about sparing this kid's life. Frankly, however, he was making do so very difficult. He was a shinobi and yet, even with his life on the line, he decided to simply... run at me with a kunai? Really? Seriously?

Aside from it's rather blunt and straight up nature, Asato had made several mistakes with just his first attack. First off all, you see, he had unknowingly and imbecilically charged in at me without any real idea or clue to the amplitude of my shinobi prowess. Essentially, he had jumped in gun cocked in an attempt to display his raw skill -- unfortunately for him, however, I was far too gifted to fall prey to such a mundane and clear attack. That was another thing in itself, by charging in like that he had completely overestimated his own skill and underestimated my own: something that could, and will, very well bring the end of him.

"Baka."

I cooed, my head falling as my body followed into a poised crouch. Having seen Asato reach into his pouch and ready himself for the duel, my eyes had all but transformed out of sheer anticipation, my previous charcoal hues manifesting into pure power that coupled with my raw skill, made me a real force to be reckoned with. The sharingan and all its glory had taken control over my visage, plaguing me into a veil of incarnadine vision as they analyzed - almost instantaneously at that - the body movement of my now opponent.

Everything was seen with them, from his minuscule breathing to even the muscles in his arm daring to make movements even before his mind had given them the command to. Utilizing such knowledge, my hands quickly and intrepidly reached for the katana on my back, my fingers dancing upon its base at the same time as I pocketed the kunai that had been within their very grasps. All of this would have occurred during Asato's sprint, and by the time he had finally reached me I'd be ready to spring at him; my now crouched position allowing me to dodge the swipe aimed at my chest, whilst also allowing me to make a counter strike in the process.

The counter strike wasn't aimed to kill, no-- in fact, I didn't even allow it to fully hit its mark. Instead, almost as if taunting him, I would leave the tip of my blade at the center of his neck, showing him just how easily it would have been to end him completely. It would have all happened before he could even blink, for with my proficiency in both Kenjutsu and my prowess with my Sharingan that allowed me to essentially predict his movements to a degree, all would have been performed flawlessly and with much grace. Luckily for him, I was feeling generous again.

"Try again."

-- Nibaigiri (Double Cut).

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Damn, Asato underestimated Sora - he didn't think he was that good. But, half of his prowess comes from those blessed crimson orbs that he bore upon his visage. Sharingan eh? This was going to be interesting, real fucking interesting. Never had the genin encountered, or fought a Uchiha - but he read up on them. That was one of the things that interested him in the world, the Sharingan - the strongest doujutsu in the shinobi world. But then again, it was a tool, and a tool was only as good as the Shinobi who used it.

As his pursuit was halted by a blade to the throat, Asato wasted no time. The man was directly in his face, at least three feet away. He wasn't going to wait for the man to say try again, was this a test? Nope, he was here to fight for his life, there wasn't anything that said "once i stop you, wait for me to try again." So, Asato immediately moved the sword to face the open space of air above his shoulder, grabbed it, and pulled it in a attempt to draw Sora even closer towards him.

If all went right, a knee with terrifying strength would be aimed for the incoming face of the ninja. Hopefully, the Sharingan proved futile, and his attack would leave the ninja disoriented and open for another attack. Since the nose was such a sensitive spot on the face, he hoped it'd bring tears to his eyes. Staying on his toes, the adrenaline rapidly moving throughout his body - he was excited, he loved fights, especially the ones that were for his very own existence.

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Stupid. Very Stupid. Proficiency at fighting wasn't the only thing Asato seemed to lack, intelligence too - he was an idiot. My potency with my Sharingan is derived from eye contact with another person, the only time it would fail to work - yes, the only circumstance - is if I no longer could see my opponent. However, though crouched and readily poised to lunge upwards, my eyes had never even blinked since falling onto Asato's body. He had done it again: he was still underestimating my sheer ability by continuing with such foolish attacks and in the process was underestimating my ability to follow through with my words. Because of such things, I had to teach him a lesson.

Utilizing my sharingan once more, it was painfully obvious the movement Asato's body was about to make perhaps milliseconds before it had even begun to move, and because of that millisecond gap in time, I was already well prepared with a counter-movement of my own. As soon as his hands even attempted caressing the sides of my weapons, I'd push off my left left, using my new found momentum (And Asato's current lack of it) to pivot my body around completely on my left foot. The force of such a spin brought me even further momentum, allowing me to attempt another counter attack, this time with me actually connecting with Asato's body.

How? My quick spin had allotted me the power and speed needed to land a distinctive hit upon the youth's kidney area with my elbow should he not have been able to dodge it. I really couldn't see how he could have, to be honest. It had all been done as he moved forward in an attempt to hit me, changing his body's momentum mid-attack to dodge was impossible both physically and literally. Nevertheless, should my hit have hit it's target - and it would have - I would turn and walk away. He wasn't any use to me if that was the best he had, and I doubt he would be able to muster any strength after such a hit to an exposed area. Though true, even as I walked away I still watched him from my peripherals.

"Useless afterall."

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"fuck." he let out a faint word as he was countered rather easily, and elbowed in the kidney, why the fuckin' kidney of all places? I mean, shit, he's going to be pissing blood for the rest of the day because of that. Guess taijutsu, or kenjutsu wasn't going to work on the sharingan user. Those crimson orbs were to hard to fight against, so he'd have to resort to ninjutsu. Just as Sora underestimated Asato by turning around and walking away, Asato smirked.

Whilst his hands simultaneously dropped low, and clashed together, quickly forming the zodiac signs needed for one of Asato's favorite techniques. A mere second later, the technique had been prepared, and used. Upon Sora's next step, water would rise from the ground without any warning whatsoever and attempt to capture the ninja from feet to head almost instantly. The water would form a bubble like shape, and keep the man inside captured until Asato deemed it right for him to get out.

"I'm not useless." He said, his sky blue oculars glaring at whatever the result of his attack was. Prepared to defend, or whatever - since he knew this man was full of tricks, and his counter attacks were quite dangerous. But, for some reason Asato felt at ease with that move, he might have actually thought it would work for some reason. Let's hope his instincts were correct.

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Chakra Reduction 1.

Suitenhoufutsu (Sky and Water Convergence) x2
Rank: B
Type: Offensive / Suiton Ninjutsu
Range: See special!
Chakra: Mid
Special: Only one person can be trapped at a time. However, every time this jutsu is learned again, the user gains the ability to imprison one extra person with an additional prison. Water comes forth from the ground right below the user and moves fast, without warning. If target is running across a surface of water, the prison moves twice as fast. Same effects as Water Prison apply.
Description: Suitenhoufutsu is a suiton ninjutsu technique which causes water to rise from the ground and surround the target, like Water Prison, yet without requiring the user to keep it steady by keeping hand contact. After the user does a string of hand seals, they summon the water, and can then use this water to drown his target, keep them imprisoned, or even torture.
Domain: Suiton. Must know Water Prison Technique.

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[marvolous.]

Though true, even as I walked away I still watched him from my peripherals.

There was a reason for this. Yes, I may have been confident enough to turn my back completely away from him, but after constantly scrutinizing everything Asato did, I wouldn't have put it past him for even a moment if he had attempted to strike when I was looking. And he did -- only, contrary to what he was probably thinking, I could still see everything he did. From his hands slowed movement in my eyes, to his fingers dancing the intricate melody of hand seals, to even the large amount of chakra being surmounted into the harden tera below me. Yes, that too - with my sharingan eye, I could easily see the chakra oozing into the ground in an attempt at rushing me.

I had never seen the technique that was being used on me, but I was in no way going to stick around to find out it's full extent. Coalesced with the sheer power of my legs, I allowed my body to fall into a phase of almost near instantaneous speed, using my chakra as a catalyst to plunge myself into a shunshin. With such speed I transcended the land around me with ease, flickering to my eastern flank (10 M) before continuing on with but a normal sprint. I didn't stop, even as I ran behind the house and was completely obscured from Asato.

The lack of any sun back here aided my disappearance, and though the light was minuscule my silhouette almost blurred as I used my chakra and propelled my body towards the roof with but a simple leap. Once back in the open I laughed, clearly completely unfazed by Asato's attempt at trying to catch me off guard. "Suiton user? Well, thats unfortunate." T'was the truth, he was proficient in Suiton and I was proficient in Raiton - if anything, if it came down to it I'd win over him.

"Allow me to show you why I was known as the strongest shinobi in Suna.

With my words I jumped back off the roof, my feet allowing me to land softly five meters infront of Asato. Kenjutsu was just one thing I was good at, Raiton, on the otherhand, was the reason I had been hand picked as the leader of all ANBU.

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The smile finally vanished from his face, damn - there was nothing that would work against a sharingan user. Everything he did, seemed futile - it's like they could see everything. Asato was starting to lose hope after his attack missed, but his sky blue oculars followed every movement his opponent had made - easily noticing him reappear ten meters to the right. However, when he went behind the house, Asato's vision was completely obscured so he'd just be on the defensive now.

"Unfortunate?" Boy was that not a good word to hear from the strongest shinobi of Sunagakure. "Hey, now I found out what village you're from." He laughed, but he wouldn't waste time unhitching the chokuto from his back, he held it in his grasp. The area around them was filled with forestry, pieces of trees, logs, leaves, big ass trees - but good thing was the area they were fighting with was just plain grass besides the pieces of trees and shit on the floor. So, he wouldn't have to worry about running into a tree on accident.

"Well, show me the true strength of strongest shinobi of Sunagakure." As the man landed five feet in front of Asato, he immediately flung the chokuto at him - it's position was to stab the man in the leg, if not - impale itself into the ground. While the sword was flying in mid-air, the genin's digits formed one specific zodiac sign - and he now awaited what the man would do.

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[marvolous.]

OOC: Lackluster post.

Another foolish attempt. All his attacks were futile in the sense that although they were straight forward, they left me with countless ways to escape each. For instance, dodging his first attempt with his kunai was so easy and almost welcome, that I wasn't even sure he was actually aiming for me to be hit. His second attack was executed more better than his first, and had I not been a user of the Sharingan, I would have most likely been hit. However, with his latest attack it not only allowed me to easily dodge it also easily gave me the opportunity to strike myself.

Unlike him, though, my attack would be discrete and unavoidable. Instead of moving out of the way to avoid the weapon flung at me, I would do what he most likely least expected -- charging straight forward at him. Doing so I would meet the chokuto head on, and instead of it making contact with my flesh it merely fazed right through my body, allowing me to continue to narrow the distance between us with ease. How?

The lack of any sun back here aided my disappearance, and though the light was minuscule my silhouette almost blurred as I used my chakra and propelled my body towards the roof with but a simple leap.

My silhouette had blurred-- yes, blurred. Indistinguishably, the reason such had occurred was due to my body being replaced by an exact replica of my very contours in the shadows. And was the keyword in that sentence: I hadn't used my chakra as I propelled my body upwards, but before - it wasn't like Asato could have seen all of this from the other side of the house, anyways. Nevertheless, utilizing his ignorance I used my clone to get close to him before releasing itself completely. With it's cancellation a cloud explosion of electric proportions would erupt directly in his face, paralyzing him should he have been hit.

Regardless of the outcome, my real form would once again reappear from the other side of the house, gazing at him from a distance before forging a path closer. I didn't attack him, but instead meagerly found rest on one of the broken trees plaguing the land. I was bored now, no longer interested in continuing a fight that would surely leave me exhausted, and Asato dead.

"Your Hokage, how long will he be gone for?"

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The Chokuto pierced through the body, but somehow the man was unharmed - it was like he was intangible? It was a clone, was the first thing that came to his mind - but Asato wasn't going to sit back and find out. His main purpose of throwing the chokuto before hand was to give him something to switch with. The boy seemed to get electrocuted by the explosion, but instead a poof of smoke happened, and if the real Sora looked closer all he'd see was the Chokuto tingling with electricity.

Whilst Asato was now in the position where his sword was previously, with a kunai in hand ready to let loose if that were the real Sora. "Heh. If that was you, you'd have a kunai in your back." He said, immediately finding Sora's position when the Sunagakure native spoke. "Hm, I mean he's going to be here until the Chunin Exams are over - but for some reason there taking hella long this time around." He explained, Asato's mind wondering what would become of this new found friendship? No that's not the right thing to call it, maybe business partners? Eh. Oh well.

But damn, Asato learned a lesson today. Never fight a Uchiha, or anyone with a Sharingan with straight-up taijutsu. Only way to beat them is to bombard them with ninjutsu, thankfully that was his specialty. "So - how do I go about beating a uchiha? I need advice, since well - next time I see my friend I don't think it's going to turn out that well." He pleaded for some advice, since he knew when Ryusuke finds out he's leaving Konoha - he's going to be furious.

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