The Demon and the Metsuki [Private Training Topic]

Kenji had arrived in Kumo about an hour ago, his home country and village. His people were here, his religion founded here, his life was built here. But most importantly, something had caught his interest here and while he was loyal to Kuro. When something interested Kenji, he had to leave to check it immediately. Though he didn't know where the boy was, he knew the boy had sickeningly blue eyes.

Sending his Chocobo off to make a nest for itself, Kenjiro looked around the area for any human activity.

A male could be seen walking through the area, he had his hands tucked into his pockets.  A red hood covered over his face making it nearly impossible to see his face.  The only thing that was very distinguishable about who he was, were the tattoos on his chest and neck.  It was told that the leader of a powerful and strong clan bore tattoos across his body.  It was also told that he was the bastard child of another clan of which bore a child who was four years older than him and had already achieved the second level of that clan's element.  Finally it was rumored that this male was a lazy one and found no need to battle, however the final rumor was that he recently got his ass kicked by his elder brother in the process of activating a hidden ability that even he did not know existed.  The male simply looked up at the sky, once done the hood would fall back revealing his bright blond long hair that was overflowing, strips would have a tint of blue in them.  His bright blue eyes too could also be seen staring up into the sky.  He would sigh before noticing someone arriving on some strange bird like creature.  The male would shrug and sight before walking beneath a tree.  This seemed to be his resting post.

Slung to the back of the male was a katana that seemed to be made out of wood, odd why was he caring a piece of wood on his back.  Was he really too lazy to afford an actual katana, it seemed that it was given to him not long ago.  Perhaps an Heir-loom of his clan that he now heads of.  Who knows, it was interesting to look at though, only time could tell about the things that blade had hidden inside of it.  The male would simply sigh once again before laying down underneath the tree, placing his hands behind his head and falling asleep.  It would be a shame if he was woken up in a rude like manner, what could possibly happen today?

{TWC:358WC + 501 Saved WC=859WC. 1000WC needed for Metsuki Construct: Chakra Blade}

Kenjiro saw as a strange looking gentlemen had entered the area, tattoos covering his skin and a hood blocking his face and eyes. What had truly captured Kenji's interest was the seemingly boring Katana. The man was older so obviously he wouldn't just pick up a fake blade least he was a master of blades. There for Kenji wanted the sword and took his steps over to the man.

Looking him over he seemed rather lanky, it was of no matter as Kenji had seen weirder. He grabbed the man and lifted him up by his neck, removing the Katana from his possession. He then proceeded to throw the man away like a rag doll and strap the Katana to himself. "That was easy." he spoke with a chuckle.

The male would simply just sleep on the ground at peace.  Not a worry in the world, he had just received his clan's heir-loom. The blade known as Tenma-Hane, the shape shifting sword.  It was said to be owned by the Metsuki clan's founder.  He created the blade out of his own chakra through some technique only he knew.  Oddly enough it seemed the blade would always remain intact, though the blade itself had hidden abilities that only metsuki could unlock.  It was passed from leader to leader, and because of this it once belonged to the male's mother.  The one thing he had left of her was the blade he had slung around his back, to be robbed of this blade would mean instant treason for the one who tried to pry it from him.  Suddenly he found himself being lifted up in the air, why couldn't he breathe? Was this all just a dream? He would soon open his eyes to find himself being lifted by his own neck by another male.  His eyes of bright blue began to flicker red, however they would bounce back to blue.  He found no need to trigger the red form. . .not yet anyways.  Suddenly he felt the blade on his back being removed.  Now was a time to activate the eye. . .

Before he got the chance he found himself being thrown with ease directly into a tree.  Now one would almost feel bad for the male who was thrown like a cast away, but honestly I would feel bad for the tree or the one who threw him.  Suddenly a burst of red energy would be released, this sent pieces of bark flying every which way. The bark soon would disperse through red hues of energy that happened to be pouring out from underneath the ruble of trees.  Suddenly the once lazy and sleeping male would smash through the ruble, something was different about him, he had bright red eyes, the strips of hair that had blue tints inside of it now had that of red in them instead.  He would land on the ground, as he did so the ground would break slightly underneath his footing, oh boy. . .He would place his hand over his head before grinning.  This was like the fight with his brother, no more pain but rather intense insanity.  Before you knew it the male would dash at the male who took his sword.  His speed and strength picked up by one full rank, he would appear in front of the one with his sword.  He would just unfurl his arm flinging it at the chest of the one who took his sword.  If it connected which hopefully it did his speed was now C and strength too was also C possible it caught the male off guard.  If the attack connected he would soon sweep his legs to trip the male to be on the ground.

{TWC: 492WC+859WC=1351WC Metsuki Construct: Chakra Blade C-Rank learned Leaving 351WC left over so far.}

Kenjiro seemed to have tossed the young man a bit too roughly, oh well. It came as a shock to him however when the man came running back and punched him in the chest. Due to the Kaguya blood that coursed through his veins and bones however, it was still rather ineffective and proved to simply be a minor annoyance. Jumping as the boy swept Kenjiro looked at him with minor annoyance in his eyes.

"Alright, how about you scram?" Kenjiro spoke before kicking at the man with B rank strength and C rank speed, the kick heading towards his chest.

The enraged male would just stand there as he noticed the punch landed but the kick did not. The male would stand there as he looked and saw the annoyance in the eyes of the one who jumped over the sweep. 'Alright, how about you scram?' The nerve, he stole his sword and flung the male into a tree, and he had the right to say scram. The male would then notice the kick flying at him at the equal speed as him but strength was on rank higher. He would simply take the hit as he had no means to dodge, he would just grab the foot at the strike as he slid. Then he would hold tightly against the strikers ankle , pressing his pressure into the ground to use his body as momentum as he spun him. If done correctly he would toss the thief across the area, once this was done he would charge the male by forming a red jagged kunai in his hands. If this failed he would simply try to attack again with brutality as equal as his others.

{TWC:186 +351=537}

A grin grew across Kenjiro's face, he was taken and thrown. The man was smart, that's when Kenjiro noticed the man now running towards him, an odd kunai in his hand. Standing and dusting himself off, Kenjiro pulled Yoru off of his back and pointed it at the young man. "I suggest you stop, it won't end well for you if you do." the young man however didn't stop his pursuit. Flipping Yoru to the blunt half Kenji swung his sword at the young man's arm holding the kunai, due to his control, En would not loose his arm but instead have it broken should it connect. The speed of the swing was at C and the strength at B.

The would notice that his throw was successful, he would just cock his head to the left as he rushed at the male with a red jagged kunai. What the hell, it seemed as if he was not harmed at all by that kick, much like the hammer hits he got from his brother. This must be his strength from the adrenaline of the red eyes. Noticing the man standing up and dusting himself off. Suddenly he removed his giant sword from his back and pointed it at the enraged male. 'I suggest you stop, it won't end well for you if you do' Should have thought about that when you stole his sword. Suddenly the male would slice the blunt side of the large blade at the male's arm. Using the kunai he would throw it upwards sending the blade to go up slightly before the kunai shattered into red hues sparkling around the male. Suddenly his hands would clasp on both ends of the blade. Suddenly red hues would flow through the blade as if it served as a medium, then red jagged spikes would shoot out of the handle of the blade the male was clenching onto, no doubt this would either cause the male to drop the sword as a normal person would in the sight of danger or he would still hold onto, no matter what the male who was angry would be smiling largely before sticking out his tongue licking his lips. The red hue flowed through his hands onto the giant blade which had somehow stopped any direct damage towards the male.

{TWC:270+537=807}

Kenjiro let out a grunt of annoyance, however his eyes held the fury of hell. Slowly his V1 cloak covered his body, his power had increased. The cloak slowly surrounded him but once it finished, Kenjiro jerked the blade back towards him, his strength increased to A rank and his health to S. He brought his fist up to the man's stomach in an attempt at a gut punch, his full strength being put into it. This was an intended knock out blow but he had no idea if it would do the job.

(V1 cloak activated, B rank chakra used. Chakra Increased to A, Strength increased to A, Speed increased to B, Health increased to S, reaction speed to B, Nin/Kin to A)

The male would look at the one who would grunt from annoyance, no doubt from turning his own weapon against him. Suddenly a cloak would cover his body, this was no good no doubt his strength and speed increased ten fold. He would suddenly feel the blade be tugged backwards, because of the strength he was pulled forward causing him to flip in mid air towards the one who was annoyed. The male flipping would laugh before he would throw his fist downwards attempting to punch his punch downwards, if this worked he would adjust his body weight to cause his feet to be pointed outward to kick the male in the face. If this didn't work he would take the strike slide and adjust himself from the punch as if it didn't happen, though once this rage of insanity was over he too would feel the pain afterwards.

{TWC:150+807=957WC}

Kenjiro was getting truly annoyed at this point, the punches weren't doing much besides that, he had decided to discard his loved blade for the time being and such threw it. Imbedding it into a tree, he would then look at the man he'd been fighting. He put his thumb down on his index finger and broke it, giving a sickening snap before fixing it via his bloodline, he continued this trend on each finger before switching and doing the same on his other hand, an odd habit he picked up used normally to intimidate, though this was no normal enemy so it was doubtful it would work.

Kenjiro instead opted to decide to break him, physically. Rushing at him at A rank speed, Kenjiro would go to grab him by the face before slamming him into the dirt. At which point, Kenjiro would go for an ending blow of delivering an S rank strength stomp to the right leg to shatter the bones.

The male would at him as he started breaking his fingers and readjusting them.  He would just smile and smirk as he just stood there, then suddenly his eyes would flicker to blue.  Then they would take a solid bright form of blue.  He would just stand there in a daze trying to figure out what just happened for a second, he was adjusting the area and then he saw his opponent, then he remembered.  The sword, he has his sword. . .Hold on was he running at him.  The male would sigh before forming hand signs, he had only a certain amount of time to avoid this attack.  If he did it right he would survive, suddenly, he noticed the grabbing motion, this was his time.  Suddenly. . .failure. . . he would be grabbed and slammed into the ground. He would feel he head rushing with pain. He would then roll over attempting to avoid the hit on shattering his leg. "What a drag. . .Hey listen, I am in a lot of pain.  All I ask is that you give me back my sword.  It belonged to my mother and I really rather not fight for it.  She was head of the Metsuki and by luck of the draw. . .Now I am. . .what a drag. . .so can I have the sword back please."

He would sigh again as he felt himself bleeding from his head, suddenly he would cough as blood would drip from his mouth, this was probably from the punch he got to the chest, he was winded.  Marks on his hands also showed up equal to when he held onto the sword which now is inside of a tree.  All he wanted was his sword, was that such a bad thing.  "Look I didn't mean to attack you, just. . .happens. . .I can't explain it I guess that's what Metsuki do.  All I want is my sword so can we do this without having me get killed trying to get it. . .this is a real drag I swear. . ." He was holding his chest, he had sense enough to speak and hardly any strength left to take on the male before him.  He also had no more of his insane strength and speed he was back to normal and rather calm. . .just like the battle with his brother.

{TWC:390+957=1347}

Kenjiro watched as the boy had seemingly transformed into another person entirely. His eyes softened listening to the boys story, the cloak had subsided, Kenji himself looked rather tired as well. Though not as much as the genin was, the cloak takes it's toll on one's body without a large chakra reserve and Kenji could only truly keep it up for a few moments at a time. "Count yourself lucky, truly. Many of us don't get keep sakes from our parents. Positive or negative." Kenji put the boy up against a tree, carefully as to not cause more harm then he was already going through.

He would then give the blade back to him whilst retrieving Yoru "Had I known the history behind the blade and it's meaning to you, I would have not touched it. I am Kenjiro, what do they call you?"

The male would look up coughing blood again and his head still pounding, but he was conscious and thankfully going to live. He noticed as the cloak subsided and seemed to drain him but not so much as himself. He would sigh as he thought to himself, this was a real drag all he wanted to do was sleep on this nice beautiful day. A day to be lazy instead now he had a pounding headache stomach hurting and a good amount of blood spewing through his mouth and open cut on his cranium which would heal after a day or two. 'Count yourself lucky, truly. Many of us don't get keep sakes from our parents. Positive or negative.' He felt himself be raised against the tree, but oddly enough it was with more care. Suddenly he felt the blade being handed to him, once the sword touched his hands the wooden like figure would turn into a bright blue sword with a blue like fog masking the sheathe. He would simply just sling it onto his back of which when done the fog would subside and once again the sword would become wooden. Tenma Hane, the Demon's Wing is the name of this sword. It shape shifts according to the eye level of the Metsuki.

'Had I known the history behind the blade and its meaning to you, I would have not touched it. I am Kenjiro, what do they call you?' Hmmm what did they call him? Well they called him lazy, unworthy, and no good but his family called him Enzero, Kumogakure's Angel of Blue Blade Eyes, the mysterious bloodline of his clan. He would dust himself off before speaking, still in pain he would sigh. "What a drag. . .thanks for giving it back. . .also how could you know if you were just gonna steal it from someone who is sleeping. . .Drag really. . .Anyway they call me Enzeru Metsuki. I am head clan member of the Metsuki clan, the sword you happened to take is the Heir-Loom of the clan. As you saw it shape shifts, but only in the hands of a Metsuki. . .What a drag, everyone in the clan seemed to disappear after my mother was killed, which I soon found out was by my father's hands. Guess she tried to destroy the village, wonder why. In any case. . .I am the Kumogakure's Angel of Blue Blade Eyes. . .What a real title. . .what a drag. . ."

{TWC:411+1347=1758}

Kenjiro let out a chuckle, which soon lead into full blown laughter. "Ohh you....are far too interesting to leave here. You're coming with me." Picking up the man by his arm, Kenjiro let out a whistle and his Chocobo. Putting Enzeru on the back of the animal, they took off towards the Kumo borders.

[exit]

Enzeru would look at the one known as Kenji in confusion. Was he chuckling? What was going on? Why the hell was he laughing at Enzeru, was he making fun of him? 'Ohh you...are far too interesting to leave here. You're coming with me.' What? Coming with him? Like hell he was, his brother would be in a fit of rage before he let his brother leave there was no freaking way he would take him willingly. . .Well never mind, Enzeru was easily picked up by the arm. A whistle was made as he saw that strange bird creature once again. He was about to say something when he found himself lying on the back of the animal. . .Great he felt so degraded being lifted up so easily. . .this was fantastic. Suddenly he noticed the village fade into the distance as he watched it all disappear as they headed to the Kumogakure village borders. This was beginning to be a pain, he wouldn't hear the last of this when his brother would find out, but it wasn't like he had a choice he was just kind of kidnapped. Either way he was really going to hear it from his own brother. What a drag. . .why couldn't he just sleep like he intended on. Instead now he is on the back of some strange creature, kidnapped by a male who kicked his ass. Oh right he was bleeding too. . .this was beginning to be more of a drag it was a super mega ultra drag. . .this was bad and he knew it. . .but he couldn't do anything about it. It was at this point he decided to simply just sleep, least for now anyways.

{TWC:285+1758=2043WC
Using 2000WC to bump up Jutsu Knowledge stats up from D to C and bumping Ninjutsu/Kin from D-C
2043-2000=43WC left over.

Learned Metsuki Construct: Chakra blade C rank}

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