[Yuie Junichi]

Usually, getting right in the middle of a fight is the last thing Junichi would want to do.

But when it comes to corralling members of his own village, Junichi felt like it was a duty, a burden that fell squarely on his shoulders just because he had the coincidence of being born before Kenichi. His twin would, depending on his mood, debate that the time difference wasn't that much and it didn't make Junichi an older brother, but Junichi's feeling of responsibility towards others cared to argue.

So it was that he'd spent a lot of time in the academy getting in the way of troublemakers. And so it was that he was spending his time as a genin trying to stop fights between other genin.

He didn't know either of the two who'd gotten into a fight, but he definitely knew that it was going too far and it was his job, as a peacekeeper of Amegakure, to put a stop to it. The splashed the both of them with soapy water like someone trying to punish two unruly cats, leaving them too slippery to properly engage in a brawl anymore, and then swooped in to grab one of them by the shirt collar and drag them apart.

Kenichi would take care of the other one.

"What are you doing? You shouldn't be fighting like that with an ally! Are you alright? Did you hurt each other?" Junichi asked.

Gima Taro

[Gima Taro]

Of course someone got in the way of his fight. Was nothing easy? Was nothing simple?

It had been a clean and clear fight. One was Taro, the other was... Who cared! He was some nobody. Not even a shinobi. And he'd been pulled away by this guy before he even got a chance to finish his fight.

"Tch... Come on!" Taro spat some blood on the ground. It washed away with the rain, but the meaning was there. A busted lip.

"I would have kicked his ass, if you didn't get in the damn way." He explained, staring down at his foe. Another thug. A common criminal. Well, not really. More like a teenage bully, but still. The other guy quickly broke free of the hold of the person grabbing them and ran off into the distance.

"Yeah, that's right. And next time? I won't go easy on you!" He was bluffing, he was going all out in that little street brawl. All out short of actually using Ninjutsu, anyways. He glared over at the person who'd interrupted him, a faint idea of who it was running through his mind. He'd seen them before. Maybe back at the academy. Who knows, it was a while ago.

"You got a name, Mr. Hero? Or do you just like to jump into fights you have no context on?" He grumbled. Taro didn't seem annoyed so much as annoyed his target got away. It wasn't the first time a fight of his had been interrupted, but man... He could have won that one.

[Yuie Junichi]

Junichi would clarify to Taro that the whole reason he intervene was to prevent the boys from kicking each others' asses, so saying he would've won is kind of a moot point, but he figured his cranky ward wouldn't really appreciate that sort of comment.

He watched as the other guy broke out of Kenichi's grasp and dashed off, leaving Kenichi looking surprised. Junichi's twin made some sort of energetic, flailing hand motions at Junichi before running off to try to find the other kid. Junichi grimaced and half-considered ditching Taro here to chase his brother, but that would be against the point... He tried to convince himself Kenichi could handle himself against some random troublemaker and calm down.

Without a target to battle, it seemed this other kid would focus his aggression back on Junichi, who sighed.

"My name is Yuie Junichi," he answered, as serious with his introduction as ever. "And I don't need context to know that you shouldn't be causing mayhem in the street like that. It didn't look like you were trying to make an arrest, so I know you weren't fighting him on missions' grounds."

It happened very, very rarely that he'd see genin having to track down and arrest pickpockets and the like in the middle of the city streets (though most didn't want to risk the wrath of the police, so crime within the village walls was pretty low), but this brawl clearly wasn't anything like that!

[Gima Taro]

"Right..." Well, at least he had a name to put behind the dirtwad who had interrupted his fight.

...Not that he should have really cared too much. He was just doing his job- Breaking up a fight was a Genin thing to do, and this guy appeared to be a shinobi. Still.

"Well, that punk said some pretty nasty stuff. Lucky all he got out of it was a purple eye- I would have knocked a tooth or two out had we kept at it." He shrugged.

"...Also, I may have called him a pansy." He shrugged. Okay, maybe he did help instigate this fight, but whatever. It was a mutually agreed fight.

Speaking of... "And plus, if we both agree on the fight, who cares? Then it's just a good old fashioned brawl. Really, you should have just stood back and watched. Could have learned something useful, kid." This kid seemed young. Maybe he didn't understand. Maybe his head was in the clouds, or rain in this case, as Taro grabbed his cloak and pulled his hood up over his head to protect him from the rain.

As for Taro himself, well. Junichi here hadn't asked for a name yet, so he didn't get one.

[Yuie Junichi]

So this guy and the other guy had traded insults and then got into a fight about it. Maybe the other guy had started it, but there really was no need to rise to the insults like that. It really was the most immature kind of fight, and Junichi was tempted to ask if Taro had only recently graduated from the academy because of it, but he wasn't looking to get into a fight as well.

Even if this other guy was being cocky in a way that kind of got under Junichi's skin. It wasn't like the Yuie was a prideful person. If anything, it was the opposite. He had a really negative image of himself and his abilities. Yet the implication that he had anything to learn from a petty street brawl rubbed him the wrong way.

"It matters because you're disturbing the peace. If you want to have a fight with someone, take it to the training grounds, or at least don't do it where you could cause a disturbance," Junichi chided.

"And I already know plenty. I just got back from the Chuunin Exams and have fought a bunch of bandits at once. You shouldn't assume I have anything to learn from two people busting each other's lips, uhm..." He went to call this stranger by name, but then realized he hadn't asked. How rude! His auntie would chastise him if she knew. He seemed to lose a bit of steam as he asked, "I-I'm sorry, what was your name?"

[Gima Taro]

A roll of the eyes. Of course. He was one of those kinds of kids. You know the type. Nerdy, think they'd seen it all because they'd been in a couple of scraps. Taro crossed his arms as the kid spoke, and was ready to walk off when he was asked his name.

"Taro. And it wasn't important enough to take to the training grounds. It was just a bit of a toss." He shook his head. He really didn't see the need to walk this one back, and was quite ready to walk off himself again as he thought about what the guy had said about the Chuunins.

"Chuunin exams, huh? Bandits? I guess you must think you've seen all the kinds of combat there is then." A rough grunt, as the teen brushed himself off.

"I don't need to explain myself too you though. Don't get in my way next time or I'll split your lip too." He grumbled- Though the teen didn't seem too serious about it. More then that, he just seemed like he wanted this guy out of his hair- Probably to go back to doing what he was doing before then.

Getting into trouble and such.

[Yuie Junichi]

He didn't think he'd seen everything at all. If anything, he was acutely aware of how little he knew about surviving in a life-or-death situation. It just struck him that he wouldn't be learning much useful about that from "a bit of a toss!" If he was a genin, Taro probably had useful experience that could make him a helpful teacher in other ways, but he was exerting his energy on things that, in Junichi's opinion, didn't matter very much.

"You shouldn't threaten your fellow shinobi," Junichi chastised again. It wasn't like a split lip was a major threat - Junichi was somewhat timid of nature and it didn't intimidate him in the slightest. Getting a split lip or a bruise was fairly common in training, especially when you spent a lot of your time on bukijutsu.

And really, such a minor threat would almost never get Taro in any real trouble. Maybe at the academy he would've been written up, but as full-fledged soldiers it was hardly a concern unless it was really getting in the way of operations.

"If- If you need a way to get your aggression out, isn't it better done in a way where you can hone your shinobi skills? You don't need to threaten me to ask for a spar." In his opinion, that and missions were the only places genin should be going around clashing with others.

[Gima Taro]

Taro squinted his eyes. He felt like he was being judged. It was a grumbly experience, and not one he really cared to hear of, as he drifted his orbs back towards the ground before him.

"Whatever. I don't always pick fights- Fights come to me." He frowned, leaning back against the wall as he continued to nurse his lip. It wasn't bad, but it was the only wound he had so he might as well pick at it pointlessly.

"A real ninja has to be ready at all times for a fight anyways. If we we're always only fighting on sanctioned events, we'd be out of luck real quick. I grew up around conflict- I've known fighting for all of my life. So the idea if calming down and only doing it some dimly lit arena? Like asking me to grow soft, kid." He shook his head, a simple truth for him. He started from nothing, he'd likely die that way. Nothing.

"You're not really my type anyways. Junichi... I've heard of the Yuie clan." Once or twice, anyways. "Didn't really expect you to be the fighting type- And I doubt you're the kind of Shinobi that fights knuckle to knuckle. I fight to win- Dirty. And don't get me wrong... You're probably a fine Shinobi, but..." He remembered a few key hints about the mans clan.

It was nothing fancy, but enough to make a soft quip as he drew a smirk on the side of his mouth. "You're a bit clean for my tastes. I doubt we'd have too much to actually learn from eachother."

[Yuie Junichi]

Taro kept calling him kid, but Junichi doubted he was even much younger than the other guy! Sure, he was short for his age, but he was still thirteen, which was a perfectly normal age for a genin. And that meant that Junichi had graduated for this other guy, so... He didn't really have an end to that thought process, he just knew he didn't really appreciate feeling like he was being talked down and condescended to.

He was used to being underestimated for his clan, too. The Yuie had a reputation as being soft. It was rare for them to be shinobi. It created a situation where even the clan judged him and Kenichi for it, thinking they were doing something foolish and risky, something they were ill-suited for. Junichi was inclined to agree, but he had no choice but to become a better warrior for the sake of his brother.

"I'm a bukijutsu fighter, so I'm- I'm tougher than I look," Junichi insisted, though he didn't have much spirit behind his reply. He was tougher than he looked, but that still didn't say much, because he didn't look very tough to begin with.

"If our fighting styles are very different, wouldn't we have more to learn from each other? If you're fighting dirty, being able to pull out surprising moves can help. And I... I'm too small to have reservations about the way I fight." To survive, sometimes he needed to pull dirty moves, as much as he hated it.

[Gima Taro]

A soft grumble, as Taro looked to the ground. Jeeze, this kid was persistent. He had to give him that. Well. Whatever. If that's what this guy wanted, Taro would give him a fight.

"I still have some blood in me, I guess. We can practice for a bit. Just don't expect me to go easy on you. I don't care if you're as tough as nails- A kick to the balls hurts everyone equally, even if you're made of steel." He muttered, pushing off the wall as he looked ahead, waiting for Junichi to lead.

"Take us to the pit or whatever. I'll be honest, I'm still learning my way around." More like, he hardly ever used the pit for its intended purpose, so he didn't exactly know where it was. Not an exactly thrilling or compelling case, but did it really matter?

He had a few hunches of his this guy fought from the get go. He wanted to say clean as a whistle, but if he had come out of the Chuunin Exams, he probably had enough guts behind him to take on some pretty serious criminals, so Taro couldn't call him a total wimp. Still, his entire body, his personality, it screamed 'Bully me'. So Taro really had to wonder just how tough he could be. Even then, Taro knew to never underestimate an opponent. Treat every fight like it's your last, and you'll never go down with any regrets. Words to live by, probably someone's Nindo at that.

[Yuie Junichi]

Alright, this was some kind of success. Junichi was never raring for a fight, honestly, but this was a way to redirect Taro's attention and prevent him from going after that other kid and getting in another fight. Hopefully by the time they wrapped up, Taro would be tired out and Kenichi would've either caught up with the other guy or managed to chase him off.

He nodded and said, "Follow me," beginning to lead the way.

It was a short walk through the damp streets of Amegakure to reach the training grounds. The grounds were neat, though struggled to be kept so with the constant rain. It made the ground wet, thick with mud. This provided good resistance for training on athletics courses and general running, though could make the matter of sparring a little trickier, which was why there was a proper covered area for such training.

On arrival, Junichi shrugged off the rain cape around his shoulders, leaving it to the side of the pit and stretching his arms over his head, getting limber.

"Do you have any specific rules you want to set? I know you prefer fighting with all you've got, but I'm not sure if there are any honor rules. No ninjutsu, no going for the face..." Though given Taro's bloody lip, that didn't seem like a concern to the boy - or maybe his combatant just didn't care about duelists' honor or whatever.

[Gima Taro]

In a sad sense of truth, Taro had already forgotten that other guy. Being pulled away this long had that effect- The fight wasn't really too serious to begin with, he kind of just blew it out of proportion. Still, Junichi was doing a good job of keeping the peace, so there was something to be said there regardless of his intent versus what he accomplished- Or, the way he ended up accomplishing it.

Walking through the streets, they'd hit the pit. A smirk crossed the teens features as he stared up at the sky, letting the rain fall onto his face. When Junichi asked his questions, Taro answered in a way that... Didn't really answer anything, actually. 'Least, not at first...

"You know the nice part about the rain? It washes away the blood. The dirt. The grime. It's the sort of thing that signifies new chances. A new hope. Guess some folk see it as a bad omen- Though it'd be hard to find someone who thought of it that way around here- Where I come from, rain was... Real pleasant." He slowly shuffled his own cloak off, looking down at his weapons.

Specific rules... Holding back, weapons... He grunted, disassembling the blade holster from his gear, as he placed it off to the side with his cloak.

"I won't use the blades. Not really interested in taking your limbs off. But you don't stop hitting until I stop moving, got it?" He moved to the side of the arena, grabbing a wooden kunai set, twirling it around his finger.

"I plan to do the same. At least show me a neat trick or two, huh?" He questioned, as he nodded to his opponent, more then ready to get this show on the road.

[Yuie Junichi]

Uhm - Junichi found what Taro was talking about a little hard to follow, at least in relation to his question. Was it supposed to be part of his answer? Rain was nice, sure, but even enjoying it and the cleanliness it brought didn't mean much in terms of rules.

Was it a way of saying that getting completely bloody and dirty was fine because the rain would always wash it away? That was a strangely optimistic way to view violence, and something that Junichi couldn't relate to at all, but he wasn't even sure if that was what Taro was saying.

Luckily, Taro did eventually offer an actual answer. No blades. That was good. Junichi took off his own belt and set aside all his sharps. He also took Shabontama off his back and set it with everything else. That staff was made of a hefty and durable metal and he knew well enough that it could crack someone's skull. He didn't want to do that to Taro.

He would keep his wooden staff, though, just in case.

"Okay...," he answered, clearly hesitant. Really, he probably wouldn't hurt Taro that badly, but knowing that was how Taro thought made Junichi more willing to take this super seriously. "Please show me what you can do as well."

Usually he would bow to initiate a spar, but he got the feeling Taro might take advantage of an opening like that? Any opportunity, right? So instead he merely squared up and gave Taro a nod of recognition.

In the exams, he'd developed a bad habit - playing defensive, letting the other person move first and waiting to react. He didn't want to do that this time, so the second Taro also acknowledged he was ready, Junichi would move forward, trying to close the distance. He took a deep breath and pressed his hands together in a seal, trying to spit a blast of soap right at Taro. The blast was pretty quick, but also pretty predictable.

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NAME: Jōton: Sekkenkō (Cleansing Release: Soap Shell)
CHAKRA COST: Low
CLASSIFICATION: Ninjutsu, Kekkei Tōta
ELEMENT: Jōton
DESCRIPTION:

Performed in much the same way as the Suiton: Teppōdama, a highly concentrated blast of soap and bubbles is formed in the gullet and then fired towards the opponent at great speed and delivering significant impact. This can seriously hurt, especially at close ranges, leaving bruises and contusions if hit at point blank range. Once the bubbles hit something, they cease being bubbles, popping and leaving a soapy residue. This means that this tech can't be used with other techs that require free standing bubbles, like say, D Rank's Awahara.