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"Well you follow directions pretty well. It was five words."

Ayumu chuckled along with his superior, his Uchiha elder as their casual strolls carried on for quite some time, soon possibly reaching the half-way marker to their objective, Ayumu could feel it. With several rounds of steps and minutes of travel the suns liquid beams began to soften as it slowly sunk behind the sea of mountains that laid within the distance. As Ayumu strolled adjacent to Asa he too survey the desolate land which had been seemingly devoid of all plant life and vegetation, it was a sight that could easily break down ones morale.

"Listen kiddo. Even without the sharingan you need to learn to analyze situations fully. The sharingan, like any other technique, Is just a tool meant to make life easier. We do not rely on tools. We merely work with them as the need arises."

Ayumu's optics remained hard upon Asa's emplacement as he spoke words of wisdom, much of which Ayu made sure to imbibe within the recesses of his mind. "I never thought about it that way." Ayu never minded when people would momentarily get serious, despite him being slightly naive due to his somewhat childish mentality he knew that one couldn't play at all times, there were times where seriousness demanded respect.

"But it's a pretty bad ass looking tool if i do say so myself."

Quickly Ayumu responded, "Hehe yeah it really is, I'm definitely going to earn mines some day for sure!" Enjoying each word exchanged with Asa he continued onward as they neared their objective. This was such a high ranking mission for Ayumu, however, though he hadn't known him that long he felt pretty safe around Asa, perhaps it was because the two shared the same blood within their veins.

A loud twang crepitated throughout the dense forest as tangency came from the collision of two silver threats, "you dodged it!" Both impressed and surprised by his opponents reaction speed the thrill of battle coursed through Ayumu's deepest vein, manifesting that sense of impending danger that coiled within his stomach. Ascertaining that his initial plan of attack failed he too adjusted to fit the situation by using his opponent's hilt as a stepping stone launching his legs in a somersault over whilst grabbing a lump of clothing near Ramui's left shoulder as he landed upon his feet.

In that instant Ayumu pulled about that piece of clothing along with that bodily area, heavily jerking his shoulder forward and then backwards in attempt to throw off his balance to prevent any furthering actions. As Ayumu pulled him backwards he himself leaned as if falling to the ground and planted his feet into Ramui's back, soon launching him into the opposite direction at an arc roughly 10 meters away.

Impressed Ayumu was, to see his opponent successfully and properly remove himself from the ambit of Ayumu's planned attack. With careful optics Ayumu watched his opponent as he commenced to slide beneath the hungry ninja wires. It was apparent that a slide would significantly decrease the movements of all who would use such a maneuver; because of that it had allowed Ayumu to adjust his defense and counterattack.

That was fine for Ramui as he completed his slide with one knee planted firmly on the ground and other keeping his body upward and having him ready to explode.

Ayumu's opponent infiltrated his range, such actions would not go unanswered. Ayu Shot forth, charing at his opponent with a lunging kicked, yet, the kick was not aimed at the man who was so readily to attack, no, instead at his hilts apex. By doing this Ayumu would have completely erased all chances of his opponent sheathing his blade, at least with this first round of exchange.

Having halted his opponents draw, he went in for the kill as he leaned forward in attempt to bring his knife fist across his opponents neck.

The sensation of a body beneath Ayumu's heel remained absent as his opponent manged to take refuge to Ayumu's left. Ayumu hardly noticed the blade that had not been present just moments ago, let alone its famishing attack. The swords fangs would dig deep, deeper than any fang, however, what it dug into had not been what it hungered for. It seemed to hunger for Ayumu's flesh, yet, it would only taste earth as Ayumu used the arcing momentum of his descending kick in correlation to pushing his planted hands against the earth allowing him to spring to his feet 2 meters (6ft) away. He landed in a athletic crouch to catch sight of his opponents gaze.

H-hey did you just use a s-sword...are you crazy I could have died!?"

His tone was young and heavy, it maintained a hidden sense of fear as well, why wouldn't it, had it not been for his taijutsu prowess there was a chance he would have not been here at the moment. "Fine you wanna play rough...I can too!" His mind was at work as he spoke to himself within the safety of his own mind. With both hands he reached to equip himself with a shuriken that bore an ivory tail only to have placed it within his mouth before his hands clapped together, twisting and turning as they formed perfect seals.

"I can play rough as well!"

The raging battle between Ayumu and a combat savvy shadow had soon been short lived, ending as quickly as it came the shadow faded away from mental view at the brief sense of a new approach. The nigh silent footfalls and the dissevered chakra that encircled him, it was all heard, felt and heeded by careful senses. With haste Ayu spun upon the balls of his heels, coming to face the looming figure with a timorous gaze. "Who is that?!" Ayumu's cognitions gave lift as his mind was hard at work, trying to understand the nature of this man, who he was, and what his intentions were, he didn't seem like the ideal type of person Ayumu was expecting to fight.

Who was this man? What was his purpose? Why was he here? These were questions that manifested within Ayumu's mind, question he refused to answer so openly as they could prove to be fatal without knowing the man before him further. "W-who are y-you?!" His words stammered as if his thoughts had been unable to gather and properly initiate themselves, but was this really the case? No, anyone with a function pair of eyes could see this, it was fear, primordial fear. This figure, this dark, magisterial figure, was something that Ayumu had never witnessed before, why would he have, he was just a ninja fresh out of the academy. Fresh Meat as some would say.

"I'm G-guessing you want to spar huh?"

Without any sort of warn or sign to foreshadow its silvery blue existence, a crackle of lightly struck the atmosphere with a vengeful taint. Kumogakure for a second illuminated as it was gently placed under a sheet of split second light. But, it was at that moment that the man before would notice (possibly) the Uchiha clan crest upon the forefronts of the boys shirt.