[Tanaka Kaito]

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[attr="class","vivalyric"]Are you trapped inside a wicker cage? No friends no family and no escape [break]or are you bright enough to be a flame?[break]
Watch all your problems burned away because you are a burning star,[break] a primary explosive to the heart.

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[break][break] [attr="class","vivaright"]WORDS [break] 707[break][break] [attr="class","vivaright"]TAGGED [break] Ishiin Ryohei  [break][break] [attr="class","vivaright"]NOTES [break] n/a

They had said ANBU was like a dark shadow, once you entered you stepped in the black and never looked back. For the fifteen year old Kaito he said that was a load of bullshit. It was an intense routine of training, for sure, but anyone worth their skill made it into ANBU and anyone with that skill wouldn't complain in a heartbeat about the brutality of ANBU training. Anyone who did complain was in for a tongue extraction and too right, thought Kaito, it was easily the hardest thing he had ever trained for. [break][break] But it wasn't enough, it was never enough. Target practice on convicts was not real life, and the Chuunin found himself riled at the thought that he was still being assessed. Did his father have his claws in ANBU too? He sure as fuck hoped not, it was the one place he thought he could escape to without the man being able to push his own influence over him and the one place where he could truly let his rage fly during his fighting without being told he was being too vicious. [break][break] So with a blank, emotionless expression on his face he would find himself lined up in one of the training centres facing opposite another line of recruits. His blue eyes scanned them all apathetically as the instructor wandered up and down discussing the intricacies of fighting and disabling targets. Blahblahblah. Kaito knew precisely how to bring someone down, he flexed his fist reflexively aching to just get the exercise over with. The teenager was a slender build in comparison to most, not by much, he was still tall and toned but he didn't look like a mountain in comparison to some of the older shinobi in the room. Not that it bothered him, he scanned the recruits with a bored gaze past the boy the same age as him with wild wavy violet hair before he heard his name called. Kaito's blue eyes drifted back to the instructor who had stopped to look at him, barking his name. [break][break] "Sir?" he would say looking at the man without a single iota of craps to give. He was perfectly polite but not to the extent he should have been if he was being respectful. [break][break] "Tanaka and Hijitoki in the centre. Now." It wasn't a request, it was an order and Kaito would spend a blatant second measuring up whether it was worth his time before looking at the other man who jumped through the commanders hoops ever so quickly. The other was a mountain of a man, at least ten years his senior and just about two foot bigger than Kaito. A half feral grin crossed his face, a hint of sadism in an almost perfect mask, before Kaito moved to the centre of the ring directly in front of the mountain of a man. Kaito looked up at him with a bland, sour expression on his face but he waited with his hands behind his back as the instructor explained he wanted them to try and disable each other as quickly as possible. Weapons were allowed and the other pulled out their cleaver, double handed, from his back. Kaito didn't move to pull out any weapon, he still stood with his hands behind his back. [break][break] The bell sounded and the man moved by trying to slam his cleaver down into the floor. Kaito took a step back and the cleaver slammed into the floor causing the ground to rupture and get the cleaver caught. Thin hands would drop to Kaito's sides as he counted how long the cleaver got stuck in the ground. Five seconds. Plenty of time. And then the cleaver was out again and Kaito would wait for it to come slamming back down before he made his move. Another quick side step with an apathetic, bored gaze before the cleaver got stuck in the ground again and the bulwark of a man leaned to pull it back out of the ground. Kaito moved, his feet lithe and dancing up the hilt of the cleaver as he made his way up the man's weapon. And then as the other let go of the cleaver Kaito bridged the gap and used the others' neck to span himself so that his feet were pressed against the man's back and his hands around the others' neck. He had no weapon drawn but his finger was pressed against the others' jugular. The mountain man went to move and Kaito tutted loudly. [break][break] "You move you die. I don't need a weapon to rip out your throat," he muttered in a monotone but his eyes flashing with a hint of enjoyment. He wanted him to move, so that the chakra scalpel protruding from his finger cut into the jugular vein. But the man didn't move and his hands went up in the air and Kaito smirked before moving his other hand and slamming it off the top of the mountain man's head. With the slap came a force of focussed medical chakra that overrode the senses in the others' brain cells and caused him to pass out, he fell forwards as Kaito pushed him with his feet still planted on his back until he crashed into the floor next to his cleaver with Kaito standing on top of him. A simple step off and the mountain man would be removed by masked medical nin. The instructor stood next to him, eyed him up once before turning back to the group of recruits. [break][break] "Ishiin. Centre. Now."[break][break] Blue eyes would find amber one's for the first time but they were dangerously bored and bordering disappointment at the other.

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[Ishiin Ryohei]

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[attr="class","onlytimeleft"] Another day meant another training drill. He had been through countless of those and the procedure was so simple a toddler could have thought up the plan. It didn't stop the proctor from taking it seriously. [break] It was boring, to say the least. Amber eyes would watch as one set of recruits was put through the drill. He followed their movements with razor-sharp focus. Ryohei, or Ishiin, as most called him now, was still adjusting to this new name. For the longest of time, he had been known simply as Number 31. Ryohei was a stranger to him, but a name he had adopted nonetheless. At least his last name had some meaning and a vague connection to his background. His therapist would say it had been a subconscious decision to adopt that name. Now he had finally become an official member of the ANBU, despite receiving their training already as a genin. His cutthroat attitude proving useful. It was kill or be killed, just like it had been at the facility. He felt as if he would function rather well here, in a unit where they specialized in disabling targets and gathering information as well. One thing was certain, the young man was ready to do whatever to complete these missions he was tasked with. After all, it paid rather well and when it came down to it, he would rather sleep in a soft, comfortable bed with silk sheets and heating than on a mediocre bed. Or the floor. [break][break] A raven-haired boy was called forth to meet the giant butcher. A strong, but a slow opponent. The new recruit would dance around the giant and before long have the butcher defeated and knocked out. Amber eyes would watch him intently. Whoever this Tanaka kid was, he seemed quick and agile, lacking in strength though. When his name was called an almost smug smile would drag at the edges of his mouth. He walked forward, his body was neutral, not a single thing about him would translate to anything positive or negative. Ryohei would stand before the pretty new recruit with every intention of wiping the floor with him. He would tilt his head to the side as he looked at the raven. Weapons were allowed and he had enough stored up his sleeve to last a lifetime, despite only being dressed in a black shirt, his rusty red scarf, dark pants and closed shoes.

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[Tanaka Kaito]

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[attr="class","vivalyric"]Are you trapped inside a wicker cage? No friends no family and no escape [break]or are you bright enough to be a flame?[break]
Watch all your problems burned away because you are a burning star,[break] a primary explosive to the heart.

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[break][break] [attr="class","vivaright"]WORDS [break] 707[break][break] [attr="class","vivaright"]TAGGED [break] Ishiin Ryohei  [break][break] [attr="class","vivaright"]NOTES [break] n/a

Kaito watched as the other crossed over into the centre of the ring with disinterested eyes, it wasn't like he looked like much. But then looks could be deceiving. The simple fact of the matter was that Kaito just didn't give a shit. If he was told to maim, he would. Told to kill, he would. Neither said anything as they stared at each other from across the circle pit that marked the centre of the small arena the proctor had set up. [break][break] The teenager in front of him was heavier than him, toned muscles were hidden by his black top but it didn't take a genius to see the curve of his shoulders or the way his coat tightened where his biceps were. Kaito placed his hands behind his back again as he ignored the proctor prattling about correct stance and analysing an opponent's stance. And so did the violet haired teen in front of him. [break][break] Kaito drew a foot behind the other and rocked onto the balls of his feet as he continued to stare dismissively at the lad called Ishiin. He thought he looked a bit arrogant, but then part of him wondered if that was what it was like looking in a mirror. Because he knew he could be an arrogant asshole too, but it was deserved whenever he applied it. And right now it was deserved because the boy in front of him looked equally as closed off as he did. [break][break] The bell sounded and Kaito didn't move, not one muscle or hair moved, with his hands behind his back counting in his head and his fingers twitching with the timing the teenager waited for the other one to make the first move. [break][break] "Well what are you waiting for, asshole? Come and get me~" [break][break] A goad if ever there was one, and one that would be like dangling a carrot on a stick...

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[attr="class","onlytimeleft"] The two teens would stare at each other as the bell rang. The room remained silent. Ryohei would allow the newcomer to have the first move, just like his last fight he would wait for his opponent to make the first move. If that was how he wanted things, then the violet-haired teen would accommodate his wish. His stoic expression would then turn into a grin. Amber eyes would grow feral as he pushed off the ground and bolted towards the other. [break][break] "As you wish, you arrogant brat!" [break][break] He would swipe at the other, strong fingers grabbing for the other's clothes, hoping to yank him forward and deliver a devastating blow to his stomach from his knee.  [break] Ryohei wasn't as fast nor as strong as most, but the teen's power and skill with the art of sealing and unsealing were undeniable. His very mindset was one of the reasons they had recruited him, as he was ready to lose an arm or a leg if it meant completing his mission. He had pride, but he wasn't burdened by it. He was young and ready to watch the life drain from men, women, and children if that was what they wanted. The violet-haired teen was perhaps even more dangerous now than he would be in the future, as he had nothing to lose. He had himself to fend for, the village was simply lucky enough to be able to offer him a similar structure to what had been at the facility. His own personal set of rules was what drove him to want to take down whoever was pitted against him in these training sessions. No win?  No dinner. No Bed. No Sleep. It was simple logic if he didn't win or at least tie with the opponent he would find himself at the end of the same punishment he had faced ever since he was able to form memories.

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[Tanaka Kaito]

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[attr="class","vivalyric"]Are you trapped inside a wicker cage? No friends no family and no escape [break]or are you bright enough to be a flame?[break]
Watch all your problems burned away because you are a burning star,[break] a primary explosive to the heart.

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[break][break] [attr="class","vivaright"]WORDS [break] 707[break][break] [attr="class","vivaright"]TAGGED [break] Ishiin Ryohei  [break][break] [attr="class","vivaright"]NOTES [break] n/a

Now things were getting interesting. The teen across from him dropped his emotionless ignorance and adopted a far more feral undertone. It forced Kaito to grin too, if only because he knew that there would be no quarter from either end. But to be so confident? Tsk, tsk. Kaito would have to put him in his place too. [break][break] And then the lad shot forward and Kaito was already rocking onto the balls of his feet to pivot out of the way of the grab, taking a side step so that when the boy kneed he would knee nothing but air as Kaito twisted his body to come up into the others personal space at his right hand side. [break][break] A laugh rolled from his throat as Kaito moved, how thrilling it was to find someone who wanted to maim him as much as he wanted to deliver his pent up anger. "Is that the best you can do?" he would jibe, wanting to make Ryohei angrier still.[break][break] Kaito had not missed the power behind the knee to the gut, he had noticed the air rippling around them as Kaito outmanoeuvred the other. If he wasn't careful he'd be smashed into the floor or winded, losing the fight. And he couldn't allow that to happen. One whisper, one glimmer of a rumour that Kaito wasn't achieving perfection in his career and it would open up Hell's Inferno. A thread of fury roped its way into the boys heart as he watched the other so viciously try to take him down. It crossed over into his azure blue eyes that seemed to darken a hue as he went in for the kill. [break][break] The teenager would move in like a snake lunging for pray, moving his hands to try and grab Ryohei's coat. If he was successful he would swing his leg low and stoop under him in an attempt to knock out his feet and send the other flying over his back. If he wasn't successful and Ryohei moved out of the way of the side-grab of his coat the lad would parry his step and move forward to keep them in close quarters with one another, throwing a lazy jab to the cheek in an attempt to stop him moving away.

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[attr="class","onlytimeleft"] The arrogant brat seemed to be far too confident in his own skill and savagery. Now, Ryohei didn't doubt the man had the skill, but how long could he run on the fumes of fury? Fury, much like anger, only lasted so long. It ran out. Now, if it was in your nature to hurt others, to win, to be at the top of the food chain, then you needed to be born a predator or at least have that part of you enhanced and be the dominant feature to you. This raven-haired boy certainly was more fury than cold, calculated killer. But then again, Ryohei wasn't much better. He was rude, knee deep in most of the vices humanity offered when he wasn't training or waiting on the next mission. [break] [break]When the raven evaded his attack he was about to turn and make another attempt when he was yanked to the side and his legs were swept away. With a snarl he hit the floor, only to attempt to intertwine his legs with the other's so that he might trip the raven-haired teen. [break] If it didn't work, he would get to his feet, rush at the other, determined to get a hold of his shirt and perform a simple sweeping of his leg, and as he went down he'd straddle him. Did the Tanaka even know how to escape from a something as simple as that? He meant to find out, if they ended up in such a position, of course, hits would rain down at the other's head.

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[Tanaka Kaito]

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[attr="class","vivalyric"]Are you trapped inside a wicker cage? No friends no family and no escape [break]or are you bright enough to be a flame?[break]
Watch all your problems burned away because you are a burning star,[break] a primary explosive to the heart.

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He moved as quick as a flash and the boy called Ryohei fell like a bundle of bricks to the floor. Kaito wasn't foolish enough to think the simple flooring would stop Ryohei from counterattacking, after all they were ANBU operatives - they had to be at least a little good at fighting. [break][break] Kaito moved almost immediately away from the moving Ryohei, not wanting to get intertwined in his long legs. The teenager flipped backwards on his hands away from Ryohei and skidded to a halt, standing up tall as he waited for Ryohei to get back to his feet. His confident smirk still on his face the teenager would waggle his fingers at Ryohei as if to goad him into launching into the attack once more. The teen felt the surge of medical precision chakra in his hands as he readied himself to go on the offensive, ready to slice into the others skin as easy as one would cutting into butter. [break][break] But the purple haired teenager didn't give Kaito a chance to raise his arms. Instead of going for a straightforward punch that Kaito had been anticipating the teenager lunged for his black t-shirt again and pulled him in. Kaito stumbled and would feel his legs go out from underneath him as he tried to grapple the grab. A grimacing scowl crossed his face as he hit the floor hard with the other on top of him. [break][break] Ryohei straddled his stomach but Kaito's arms were still free, he bucked at first trying to throw off Ryohei with weight, but the other teenager was stronger than him so all that would happen was Kaito bucking to throw and Ryohei holding on with his hand on the other. When that didn't work immediately, a fist came down into Kaito's face. He managed to turn his cheek just at the last moment so the heavy fist smashed into his cheekbone below his eye. Something nicked just underneath Kaito's eye and the warm sensation that came with the drawing of blood could be felt on his skin. Kaito twisted his hips trying to dismount Ryohei from a secondary way, but again the boy was heavier than the lithe raven so in response Kaito received another punch, this time to his mouth. He felt teeth against his lip and blood well in his mouth as he snarled up at Ryohei, pearly whites stained with red as his lip burst. [break][break] Somewhere over their huffing and puffing and the sound of punches cutting skin, Kaito would hear the proctor yell at him. [break][break] "Tanaka, you have a hijutsu, fucking use it!"[break][break] He didn't want to use his hijutsu, he hated using it with a passion even if it would give him some kind of upperhand in combat. As Ryohei would lift his arm again for a third punch the chuunin would spit out blood and move, refusing to use his precious clan hijutsu.[break][break] The teenager bent his knee and would aim to force Ryohei's leg into a wider straddle so that Kaito could bring his opposite leg over the top of Ryohei's calf and then, as quick as a flash, he would attempt to pull Ryohei's trapped leg back in so that he could wriggle his other leg free. When he felt the freedom he was attempting to find he would slide out from underneath the straddle and bring his arms around the back of Ryohei so that as he twisted his hands would lock over the top of the others chest before sliding upwards in attempt to grapple onto his neck and pull him into a sleeper hold. [break][break] But Kaito was too arrogant and petty to just try to choke hold the other teenager. So if he managed to get him into the choke hold the boy would bring back his fist and slam it into the side of Ryohei's cheek with a heavy force. If he didn't manage to escape from Ryohei's grasp he would charge his hands together again as they cradled his head from the reign of punches before twisting the flats of his palms upwards in an attempt to land on skin contact. If he was successful in touching just any part of Ryohei the other teenager would experience an electric shock to his body, like being smacked with a defibrillator. [break][break] SPOILER: Click to show Jutsu Used: [break][break] Kokoro fukkatsu [Heart Revival]

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[attr="class","onlytimeleft"] The two teens went to the floor and as the punches started to come down on the raven, golden eyes came alive. What shone in them was closer to madness than to the look of someone simply enjoying a fight and hooked on adrenaline. The violet-haired teen was not about to let the man buck him off, though he couldn't help the small smile that came with the intrusive thoughts that didn't belong in a fight. [break]  The young ANBU operative knew nothing was wrong with his looks and if he threw on a charming smile and paid attention to the girls and boys around the village, more often than not he could make them engage in all sorts of activities. However, while he enjoyed the freedom he had and the money in his pocket, nothing brought him quite as much life and excitement as the job. As the other tried to buck him off he would tip forward with a chuckle, before straightening himself again and remaining where he was, raining a few more punch on the other. [break][break]"Gotta try harder than that, Bronco~" [break][break] His words had barely left his mouth as the proctor yelled at the Tanaka to use his hijutsu. Oh, so it was another one of those high and mighty clan-prodigies... The fact that people who inherited a freak kekkei genkai or learnt a clan's hijutsu was always a step ahead of those who started with nothing was something the violet-haired teen used as ammunition whenever he beat one of those knights in shining armour. It served to piss them off and presented him with the opportunity to show everyone that skill wasn't something you were born with and you had to earn you rank regardless of heritage. [break][break] The raven would manage to finally pull something useful out of that pretty nogging of his and catch Ryohei's leg and the two tumbled and before long Ryohei's head was locked in a neat grip which would render him unconscious if he didn't do anything about it. Fast. [break]  A lopsided grin would still remain on his face, as he chuckled and reached for the other's face in an attempt to plant his thumbs in the other's eyes and press them into his skull. Ryohei didn't fight fair. He didn't fight 'clean', never had and never would. If the other didn't move, he would reach just a bit further and tap his own jacket and from a small puff of smoke, he would now pull a trench knife. Now with his knuckles wrapped in the metal and with the blade jutting from his hand, he would aim to press the blade to the other's throat, if he couldn't reach that he would target the man's arm and if he only tightened the grip, he would start to carve a line up the other teen's arm.  SPOILER: Click to show Kuchiyose: Raikō Kenka - [Summoning: Lightning Flash Blade Creation] 1x Trench knife

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[Tanaka Kaito]

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[attr="class","bright"] [attr="class","brightlet"] They acted like animals going for the kill, both of them savage enough to go for the choke point until there was no opponent left to face. In that moment it didn't matter that this was 'training' or that there were others assessing their fight, all that mattered was each other and which one could cause as much wanton damage until they were either split apart or the other one was dead. Kaito didn't mind, he wanted to feel the pulse leave Ryohei's throat, wanted to feel the struggle to breathe just as he had countless times in his training and he didn't even mind getting a reprimand for being too savage. It was what he was trained for after all. [break][break] The other struggled against his choke hold for a moment, slapping wildly upwards still with that grin on his face as he tried to reach Kaito's eyes to gouge them out. But all it took was Kaito th change his stance and keep his arm locked on the others neck to avoid the attack. He pulled tighter, ignoring the shout of the proctor to tell him to stop, intent on feeling the life force drain out of the teenager while he struggled to break free. [break][break] What he wasn't expecting was the poof of smoke as Ryohei tapped his jacket, nor the sudden appearance of a blade. He yanked his head back a second too late and the blade cut across his throat, he felt his jugular pop and the blood spurt out, it would spray Ryohei's face if he was turned towards Kaito in the choke hold. But Kaito would let go of Ryohei stumbling backwards as he felt his neck to assess the damage, he fell to one knee as he focussed bending over on himself so that his hair covered his face, the blood splattering and pooling on the floor. It had nicked the artery alright, but it was nothing that he wouldn't be able to solve with his own jutsu... or a trip to the infirmary later. But for now the fight remained and Kaito's determination to wipe Ryohei off the face of the earth. His hijutsu flared to life and the bleeding would cease, as Kaito straightened himself and staggered to his feet Ryohei would notice the spurting of blood had stopped, the only blood remaining the remnants of what had occured just seconds earlier. [break][break] The proctor moved to stand in front of Kaito. The drawing of blood and potential loss of life was not the exercise... and on their first day it wasn't wholly required. Kaito didn't care though, he slapped away the helping hands with his blue eyes burning at Ryohei. [break][break] "Stand down Tanaka."[break][break] But Kaito paid no attention. He took a step forwards towards Ryohei, his hands flexing, but the proctor didn't seem to want to allow him further forwards. [break][break] "I said stand d-" but the proctor didn't finish his sentence, as he spoke Kaito's hands would come up against his chest with enough of a medical static charge to knock out a horse and send him flying. He crashed into the standing crowd with a bang and while they moved to check he was okay no one got in the two boys' way. Kaito knew entirely that he would be bitch slapped later for ignoring orders but right now he didn't care. [break][break] With his wound still obvious but no blood coming from the wound Kaito righted himself to look at Ryohei, spitting out blood onto the dirty floor. His hand ran across his handsome face, streaking the splattered blood across his face in a wild smear. Kaito looked ready for a massacre rather than a simple spar.[break][break] "I'm gonna make you bleed, asshole," he spat viciously looking more like an animal than he did a recruit. [break][break] A kunai was retrieved from his boot, now the two boys were blade for blade. Kaito wrapped his hand around it viciously, soaked in his own blood and not seeming to mind in the slightest as the hint of entertainment danced over his vicious blues.[break][break] SPOILER: Click to show Hijutsu Activated:[break][break] Given the damage inflicted on him (moderate) it starts at round [5 of 14]

Chimera  you  show no mercy , so savage you're breathing fire , you vicious, enchanting monster, , fill my veins with cool desire

IT'S DIA!

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[Ishiin Ryohei]

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[attr=class,punkibulkrule]Warm blood would spurt from where the blade nicked the other and the boys separated. Blood had splashed on the ground, wet his blade and run over his face. The heat of it only served to entice the young adult further. The need to engulf and devour the other rose like a wildfire in his chest, as his heart picked up. His wet tongue darted out and the taste of iron filled his mouth. He twirled the blade in his hand and grabbed it again, a sadistic grin spreading on his face, as he moved his feet away. His breathing was ragged and his throat felt icthy as it recovered from the hold. He was moving side ways, as the other dropped to a knee, his golden eyes burning as they watched him. The blood flow stopped and only made the clanless teen narrow his eyes, as he hadn't seen the faint glow of any jutsu, but then again, perhaps the other didn't need it. But if he could repair himself, then why should he hold back? Ryohei had taken on the look of a wild dog and it wasn't hard to imagine him foaming at the mouth and rushing the other to tear him apart. But the proctor interfered and earned a venomous sideglance.
The poor man had no authority here, at least not anymore. Ryohei was confident in his ability to trap and neutralize the other, after all even though he had just joined he wasn't as new as Tanaka. Who was still just a rebellious pup. Without order, or some form of hierarchy you'd end up with chaos. A village, a unit, any relationship was doomed if you didn't have some form of hierarchy. While none wanted to admit it, even the most chaotic groups had a leader, a code of conduct, something which dictated the rules of their operation and their goals. Nothing was ever truly done without meaning. Even the rage boiling in the other wasn't meaningless, it had a source. A reason to exist.

The proctor would be pushed back and Ryohei would feast his eyes on the other. The way he moved, the look in his eyes, all of it came together and created a perfect monster... Something, perhaps the way he smeared the blood on his face without a care, the dark gleam in his blue eyes, something about the other made Ryohei want to take him apart(in more ways than one) and figure out what made him tick. Or perhaps it was the way he spat on the floor and growled at him. None had made him bleed in a while and the teen's expression was almost enough for the other to simply let him. He wanted to see his face when he thought he had won. Amber eyes would catch where the flesh should have mended, but still showed the nick of Ryohei's knife. Strange... While intrigued, it didn't stop the arrogant, feral grin on his face.

"Come get me then"

He would widen his stance and if the other didn't rush him, then he would flicker out of sight and make a grab for the other's neck as he appeared behind him, intending to pull him in front of him to deliver a swift knee to his handsome face.

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[attr="class","bright"] [attr="class","brightlet"] Droplets of blood dripped off Kaito's chin as he would stare at the violet haired boy from across the fighting area, they both wanted to kill each other - that much was obvious. Kaito was even willing to take a beating to get what he wanted. His breath leveled out as he calmed himself hearing the taunt of the other, Ryohei was trying to rile him up to make him sloppy, as sloppy as a feral mutt that needed putting down. But Kaito wouldn't allow him to get the better of him, instead he felt the rage inside him flatline into a sharp focus analysing the others body with his medical training. A foot stepped backwards, hands tensed as they readied themselves to move. Kaito watched carefully as his stormy blues watched like a predator. And then Ryohei flickered and Kaito moved in time with his attack with his own counterattack. [break][break] Ryohei would aim to bring himself round to Kaito's front in an attempt to kick the raven in the face but Kaito was already gone from view, he flickered as Ryohei disappeared appearing behind the violet haired teen with as vicious a face as before. This time he didn't move for a choke hold, instead he would aim to ram his own kunai in between Ryohei's shoulder blades with enough force to crack any bone that got in the blades way. If it connected it would hurt, significantly, but more than that it would maim the others shoulder and make it harder for him to use it in the spar (or was it blood sport?) [break][break] Something felt righteous about being so feral, the crowd around them had backed off somewhat but no one moved to get any other senior figure to get in their way. After all - the whole point of the training was to weed out the weak. No one was going to stop the death match going full swing if it meant preening the talent pool. Many others would die too before the training was complete. And for once? Kaito was enjoying himself, even if it was in a morbid way. SPOILER: Click to show Hijutsu Activated:[break][break] [6 of 14]

You like the burden we bear,      you love the hate that we share

IT'S DIA!

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[attr="class","onlytimeleft"] As the other was supposed to stand still, it made the other bare his teeth in a feral snarl, as he grabbed air and the shadow and presence of the other appeared behind him. His knuckles would turn white from the bruising grip he had on his knife, but instead of freezing, unable to think of his next move due to his original plan being spoiled, the violet-haired teen would turn in an attempt to face the other. [break] He would be unsuccessful in turning completely and avoiding the assault on his back. The pain brought to him by the knife would make his body bend to the right as it buried itself below his shoulder blade, tore an angry yell from the teen as ht collided with his rip and continued to cut through his flesh until he could see it peeking out at the front. [break][break] Ryohei would swirl around in a feral rage, as he tried to lift his left arm, only to find it useless, as the pain shot up his back and through his arm. At most he would be able to keep it steady in a normal fighter's stance, but anything beyond that would be useless.He would stab at the other with his trench knife. None made a move to stop the two and the violet-haired teen felt just fine with it. Still, he had to show his proctor that he was still loyal and not liable to suddenly defecting and slashing a couple of valuable throats on the way out.  [break][break] "You really should listen to your superiors, Tanaka"[break][break] He said his name with mock respect, as if the raven was some important individual he was supposed to care about. Instead he would form three quick handseals as he darted backwards and slap the ground afterwards. An intricate spherical seal on the ground which would seal all around it to the ground unless they moved...  SPOILER: Click to show NAME: Kinbaku [Bind Tightly] [break] RANK: C [break] CHAKRA USAGE: Low [break] CLASSIFICATION: Fuinjutsu [break] ELEMENT: N/A [break] HANDSEALS: 3 [break] TRIGGER: N/A [break] DESCRIPTION: [break] After three hand-seals, the user will slap both hands on the ground and summon an intricate spherical seal on the ground, ten meters in diameter, with the user at the epicenter. Anyone or anything standing on the ground within ten meters is then sealed to the ground itself, locking their feet in place. They will be stuck in place until the seal is broken, which can be achieved by destroying the ground it is summoned on. People who were not inside the range can move over the surface of the seal once it's been summoned without any issue. [break]

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[Tanaka Kaito]

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[attr="class","bright"] [attr="class","brightlet"] The blade broke through skin and it broke through bone like a knife through butter, as Kaito landed against the floor with his feet in a ready position he watched as the violet haired teen twisted and made the blade break into the bone and cause significant damage. Kaito grinned viciously and yanked out the blade as Ryohei swept his trench knife towards Kaito. But Kaito didn't bother to dodge, the blade would cut through the fabric of his black t-shirt, straight across his chest and toned abs. And flesh would rip with it too, but no blood would spurt out from the relatively deep wound. [break][break] He should have known better than to allow a cut to slice into him, even with his hijutsu active, but the pressure of the fight - the high octane pleasure of it too - drove Kaito to push himself further than he usually would. He would feel the impact later but for now all that mattered was that even with a physical hit Kaito didn't even seem to flinch, the cutting of the knife caused him no pain and no outward show of damage. Kaito pressed himself forwards watching Ryohei try and fail to lift his arm. An amused smile tagged across his blood stained face, he knew he had targeted a useful weapon of Ryohei's. Without his left arm being in proper use it would be infinitely harder to defend, and it would hint to Ryohei that Kaito knew more about anatomy than previously indicated. Ryohei made a comment about obeying orders and Kaito sneered for a moment; neither of them had followed orders, not really. The use of his surname made his eye twitch, he hated being reminded so very much of his lineage. For Kaito it was a first (and a first of many rebellious acts), he had always obeyed without question but this boy, with his wild nature, brought out a far more feral side of Kaito that forced him into pushing boundaries.[break][break] "You first, Ryohei," he remarked sarcastically, bringing to the point that whatever punishment they were in for, they were in for it together. Little did either know it would forge a life long bond...[break][break] If it hadn't been for his hijutsu, the small tousle and cut to the chest would have forced Kaito to pause and re-strategize as Ryohei moved away and formed a seal on the floor around him. But as it was, as soon as the other Chuunin moved, Kaito would follow not allowing him any quarter in his attempt to keep Kaito at a difference. Should he continue with his seals the seal would form but Kaito would be far beyond it, rushing up against Ryohei with his lither weight to keep him speedy and on his toes. There would be a look of pure focussed fury on his face, brow knitted in a light frown of concentration as Kaito took in the footing and positioning of the other. He would move in with a sidestep, aiming his knife to falsely aim at Ryohei's body but as he did so and would expect Ryohei to try and counter he would take one more step around the other and aim to jab his spare hand into whatever part of the body he could connect with. If it landed the feeling of paralysis would sweep into whatever connected part of Ryohei's body, not total body paralysis but the limb or whatever part of him that had been hit would be overcome with a sense of numbness as the medical chakra discharge overwhelmed the nerve endings. SPOILER: Click to show Hijutsu Activated:[break][break] [7 of 14][break][break] Jutsu Used: [break][break] Shigai Eda [Corpse Limb]

And we blew up like a bonfire so let's burn this to ashes

IT'S DIA!

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[Ishiin Ryohei]

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broke my bones, tasted blood

'burned my wings close to the sun.

[attr="class","boldtext"]As the other moved and met the slashing knife, Ryohei would watch as the blade bit into flesh and the fabric and skin opened up revealing red, but nothing happened. The raven kept pushing, kept advancing. at first, surprise washed over him, making his face grow neutral for a moment before his lips split into a wicked grin. Oh, his old man would have loved to have had the Tanaka in his possession... The things he would have been able to do to the raven were things Ryohei could only imagine. Yet, the other mad his heart beat violently against in his chest, pounding against its ivory cage, as pain pulsed through him with every move of his arm and shoulder. 

The tension was thick between the boys as the other waited for something to happen and when Ryohei moved to seal the other's legs he was rushed and the lithe and quick man quickly found the only safe zone, which was with Ryohei. His body grew stiff and his breath hitched for just a moment before he reacted and moved. He tried to follow the raven's movements but when the other aimed to attack him, he would block with his own blade, when the feint was revealed he'd have little time to react and he felt the raven's hand connect with his already injured arm, as Ryohei twisted to get away from the attack. 

The surge of medical chakra connected the final dots in the teen's head which was far too clouded with other matters to truly react to the information he had been presented with during the training. His arm would go numb, it didn't take away the pain in his shoulder and it was an odd sensation to no longer feel his arm or his fingers. But the teen gritted his teeth and jumped at the other, aiming to grab hold of him and either wrap his legs around him and bring them to another floor fight or grab him only to yank him closer and quickly deliver a punch to his pretty face. 

"I don't quit until the job is done, pretty boy" 

The job was to neutralize the opponent, so if the other could keep going and ignore damage so easily it meant he was a medical shinobi and Ryohei was pretty sure he could outlast him and whatever technique he was using to keep his blood and guts in place. It was perfect, really... He could negate damage which meant he made for the perfect test dummy and punching bag. The Tanaka's fire only served to make his heart race and entertain him, something few people managed to do for more than a few moments. 

On the sidelines, the proctor would be seen to and two senior operatives would step into the room, offer the proctor a glance before observing the two feral teens. After allowing the fight to progress a few steps further they would draw their tantos and a distorted voice rang out. "Cease this meaningless quarrel, Ishiin!"  
The voice was one Ryohei had heard many times and it would make him pause. The man had been his watchdog since he was discovered. He knew the man wouldn't hesitate to strip him of any rank and power, even have him handed over to the psychiatrists for them to study.  So it would be with a disgruntled sound he'd straighten up and put his working hand up slightly, offering the intriguing Tanaka the sight of his palm instead of a fist with a knife ready to strike. If the Tanaka had an attack planned, he would take it, as his amber eyes were far too occupied with glaring at the operative who had spoken. A dangerous promise of revenge dancing in his golden eyes as he searched for the man's eyes behind the slits in his mask.

[attr="class","box"]Tanaka Kaito .
MELUSINE

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[Tanaka Kaito]

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[attr="class","bright"] [attr="class","brightlet"] There was an obvious pause behind the mask as Kaito's hit connected. He had not, it seemed, been expecting Kaito to start using medical ninjutsu. But then not many people tended to specialise in medicine, and fewer still specialised in aggressive medicine. Kaito had been training to shut down opponents with his medical prowess since he was four or five, he had had no choice and that had made him all the more potent with it. The reaction of Ryohei's was slower this time, as if he was acclimatising to the situation presented to him, and for a moment Kaito stared with a smirk. He might not have been able to see behind that irritating mask of his but he had already picked up enough from Ryohei's body language. His analysis made him pause only a fraction of a second, but that second was enough for Ryohei to slam into him at full force sending him and Ryohei slamming into the floor. [break][break] The air was knocked out of his lungs and he went down with an 'oof', feeling Ryohei's stronger hands grapple with his already ripped t-shirt. But Kaito didn't have much time to react as a noise cut above the sounds of punching. But the sound was enough to make Ryohei pause with his fist raised and his emotionless mask freeze in movement. Someone had yanked on his leash, stopping him from continuing the fight. Kaito knew that was his cue to stop too... but the thought of leaving something unfinished made his skin crawl. He hadn't even seen Ryohei's face yet. [break][break] The proctors moved over to either side of them as Ryohei offered his hand to Kaito. The chuunin smirked, grabbing his hand and pulling himself up with a cat like grace. But before he let go of the others hand, he pulled him closer suddenly while his other hand smacked out in a fist with enough force to smack Ryohei's mask off of his face. [break][break] The reaction from the proctors was almost instantaneous. One tanto appeared at Kaito's already slit neck, the other tanto hovered next to his chest. But Kaito had already raised his hands in a sign of surrender to the proctors, but it was half arsed and almost definitely an indicator that he was only doing it because it was what he was trained to do. Had they not interrupted Kaito would have kept going. The smirk across his face was evident enough of it as he took in the sight of Ryohei's slender, handsome face. Blue eyes burned into amber, he didn't seem to pay attention as the first tanto was slapped flat across the back of his neck as if to tell him off, too busy watching Ryohei with interest and intrigue. [break][break] It wasn't often Kaito was rebellious, there would be punishment for his actions - especially his assault on the other proctor - he would be surprised if there wasn't a good lashing or fifty at the end of his day. But then he was used to the abuse at the best of times, it made little difference to him. When the proctors moved away from them, sure that Kaito wasn't about to launch another attack at Ryohei the two boys were left in the centre ring as the room began to clear, Kaito lowered his hands to his sides. Instructions were barked at them both to go to the senior most office for instruction and punishment, but Kaito's eyes never left Ryohei's even as they were instructed. He didn't salute nor did he turn to acknowledge their words, for he was too focussed on the other. [break][break] As the room cleared Kaito would move to pass by Ryohei, pausing when he was uncannily close to the other, his shoulder touching Ryohei's damaged one from the side. Blue eyes danced over the others lips before dragging back up to the violet haired teens amber embering eyes. Kaito's face was a mask of intrigue and desire - though whether that wasn't just desire to rip the other apart wasn't obvious. [break][break] "Careful, Ryo, or you might end up breaking your vow, looks to me like you didn't neutralise your target. Shame. And here I had such high hopes for you..." he commented sardonically on the fact Ryohei had failed to kill him, his voice a mixture of teasing and menace. [break][break] SPOILER: Click to show Hijutsu Activated:[break][break] [8 of 14][break][break]

And we blew up like a bonfire so let's burn this to ashes

IT'S DIA!

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