Kenjiro Vs. Kuro

The sun was setting on a small, dusty, empty town. Only two noises were going to be heard if one were to pass by. The craw of crows and the sound of fighting. A young man, standing at around five foot eleven was walking towards the center of town, his intent was clear. He was going to cause damage to someone and someone was obviously going to cause damage to him. His hands shook, though not from fear, but excitement.  As he grew closer to the target his foot steps grew quicker, getting more excited the closer he got to the center of town.

Kenjiro gripped the handle of his blade and began to go into a full on sprint. As he got to his destination, he leaped into the air and imbedded his blade into the ground. His opponent would meet him here and they would fight. They were old friends, for most of their time knowing each other they were friends. But as time grew, battle grew boring to Kenji, to a point where now, only fighting this old friend will allow him to put everything into his fight.

He curled his hands into fist, forcing his veins to the surface of his skin. He was getting impatient, he wanted, no, needed this fight to happen. Everything he had was going into it, but he knew he was going to lose, but despite that knowledge, despite everything, he was going to fight this friend. It wasn't to prove anything to anyone, it was simply for his own entertainment.

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The ghost town was not a new sight to our favorite Madman. Quite, as he had both caused and visited many empty villages over the years, having caused much destruction and chaos in his wake. All it took for him to do so was just a sandwich and a few words. The man had come and gone from many a town, some left in ruin, others left in prosperity. It was not always his choice how the chaos that followed him affected each individual city. The reality was, he simply wanted to have fun. Thats what it had all been about. As such, his goal was to be the best, as it proved the path that would be the most fun. However, later on, he discovered a group, with members similar to himself. He had been a loner back then, but agreed to join the group. They had not the power nor skill Kuro had, but they were good people and he liked each of them. Time went by, as it tends to, and Kuro vanished once more, staying in contact with his friends, but moving on.

One of these friends had resurfaced a fair amount of time ago, eager to prove how much he had grown, and Kuro would be lying should he proclaim that he wasnt interested in the same thing. While he had never directly taught this one, he could easily accept him as one of his students. Not like the others, either being too uncaring, too caring, or being someone else's student mostly, no. This one may very well be able to challenge him as well, to push him to his limits. He hoped, at least. He was doubtful, but perhaps the man would find a gift of a surprise in this young man.

His hopes were not yet realized, though he had hope for his old friend. Perhaps once this was over, he would learn how to truly try... It mattered little. This was a show, and he would take this show with him, revealing it to his other friends, to show the man who would fight the man who would be king. Would they be surprised at the old friend? After all, few had the gall to challenge him these days, let alone those who knew what he could do. To do so was an interesting move, and that was what called Kuro here today. Not glory, not power, but interest and curiosity.

Kuro glanced upon his opponent, still a bit away, around ten meters. Though he had been walking on the firm yet soft ground, Kuro was doing so very casually. In an instant, Kuro activated LRA, rushing at his friend without any intent on holding back. Kuro leaned his right shoulder forward, hoping to shoulder-check Kenjiro into hell. He would not check out of hell, however.

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Kenjiro had felt Kuro's presence, it was hard not to detect a unique signature like his. Memories flooded as he laid eyes on his friend...no his brother. He had grown so much, they would fight when they were younger, though Kenjiro himself was always one step behind Kuro. He grew distant, the group they had slowly drifted away from him, the only one to keep contact was Kuro. He was the one person, the only one, Kenjiro would show respect to.

That being, he wasn't going to let Kuro down here. He was going to give his 100%, so when Kuro rushed him, Kenjiro activated his V2 cloak and side stepped the man's shoulder check from hell. "Terribly slow, Kuro." the Jinchuriki vanished from site with his new found speed and went to return the favor of Kuro's shoulder check in the form of a spin kick to the spinal cord.

The young Jinchuriki had a back up plan for this situation however, should Kuro dodge or counter. Due to Kenjiro's enhanced health, he'd tank the blow and deliver three of his own to Kuro's chest, using Successive Palm Soul Menace - Three Extremes Wèi, Wú, and Shǔ.

Jutsu used: Leaf Strong Whirlwind Soul Menace: Successive Palm: Three Extremes Wei, Wu and Shu

Soul Menace Chart:Soul Menace

V2 cloak activated: Stats are now as follows.

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A rank chakra used for V2 cloak. S rank Chakra used for Soul Menace Three Extremes.

What a trivial move, a simple counter with no connecting purpose or pressuring offense. It was a simple reaction, not a plan. This was a problem, one Kuro may have to fix. No attack should be executed without purpose. Even a light jab without purpose could cause too many openings to exploit. Case in point, Kuro spun on his heel, using the momentum so his spin was almost instant, catching Kenjiro's foot, only being pushed back slightly. Using the momentum left over from his spin, Kuro spun once more, dragging Kenjiro with him, only to fall halfway, so that Kenjiro's leg was still in Kuro's hand, but Kenjiro would be face down on the ground, with Kuro coming down on him with an elbow drop aimed at Kenjiro's spine, leg still in hand. No doubt the landing and the leg being caught would knock Kenjiro's guard down enough for Kuro to preform the elbow drop without a problem. With that, Kuro doubted Kenji would be able to just walk his attack off, especially with it being aimed at the man's spine.

He had hoped Kenji had grown. Was he wrong? Perhaps, but then perhaps Kenjiro was holding back, forgetting just who the hell he was facing. Kuro was not a stranger to combos, and had actively interrupted Kenjiro's, so the attacks he had planned to use would never occur, instead, Kenji was face down in the dirt, with Kuro gripping his leg at the ankle, about to elbow drop right into Kenji's spine. While being a kaguya prevented permanent damage from this, no doubt it would be painful and temporarily jarring. Even Kaguya could not heal the spine instantly, especially as it was far more than simple bone.

With this simple move, a bold question was proposed, silent though it may be. 'Are you done playing, or do I need to remind you who the fuck I am?' Many would proclaim that this was an arrogant statement, and indeed it could be considered one, although Kuro's reknown had shown that maybe he could say such a thing without any recourse, as his skills were at the very least moderately known. Enough to make his arrogance seem less false, at least.

Kenjiro had been, to put it plainly, a God damn idiot. He held back while fighting a monster, something no one should do. Years of being away and not fighting left him rusty, if he had to estimate he should be at around 50% currently. It wasn't a time to blindly attack, it was time to plan, from how Kuro was holding his leg and with how he was going to drop, he was going to elbow his spinal cord with an added effect of snapping his leg.

Shooting his arms out, Kenjiro pulled himself away from Kuro and allowed him to drop. Due to the stretched out leg, it would not break from Kuro's dropping. With a flash of the eyes, Kenjiro had activated his Li path and teleported out of Kuro's hands at around 20 meters away from him, to the direct north of him. Kenjiro could feel the strain on himself from holding up his V2 cloak, the added bonus however was a decent help.

Kenjiro looked to Kuro, he had to make a plan and fast. He rushed towards his old friend, it seemed his intent was to sock his old friend in the jaw, however he dived out of the way at the last second, forming a clone in those few seconds behind Kuro who unleashed the same jutsu Kenjiro had used before hand, the leaf whirlwind.

A Rank Chakra for Cloak keep up. C rank used for the use of path powers. D rank chakra used for clone.

Jutsu used:Leaf Strong Whirlwind Shadow Clone

The teleportation was unexpected, but Kuro, once more showing his mastery of momentum alteration, turned fast enough to stand straight up, staring at where Kenjiro appeared. Kuro ignored the running punch, having seen the attack to be an obvious feint, mostly due to the straightforward way Kenjiro had done so. For a moment, as Kenjiro ran closer, Kuro pondered if he misjudged his friend, seeing as Kenjiro was known to be a berserker, always charging head first into trouble. Not that Kuro didnt, but at least he did it with some illusionary grace. Kenjiro, however, loved to plunge headfirst into chaos, ignoring all logic and all rules that said, no, you cant fucking do you, stop throwing planets you ass. Kuro, similar to Kenjiro, broke the rules, except Kuro did it in stranger ways, often using the rules to break the rules. It was a fair difference between the two, a simple observation which was proven by the memories of their time together. 

Kuro shook his head of those thoughts, and smiled as Kenjiro finally used some basic strategy. Truthfully, Kuro knew it was his weakest aspect, but he needed it if he wanted to ever beat Kuro. After all, you cant kill a tiger with a toothpick. Well, Kuro could, but that was a story for another day. Kuro's following actions may or may not go down in history as the most dickish use of Chidori yet.

Activating chidori in both hands, Kuro spun, sending Chidori Senbon all around him, focusing on the shadow clone and Kenjiro himself. Kuro grinned, as should Kenjiro continue the attack, the poor boy would be very hurt, especially since immediately after the Senbon were launched, Kuro activated the second most ridiculous jutsu he had. Deconstruction, an 'aura' of electricity surrounding Kuro, used specifically to disturb the balance between atoms and destroy the bonds between them, meaning it was essentially atomic disintegration. Hopefully Kenjiro would not be keen on keeping that physical attack going. Particularly if he valued his leg.

Kenjiro knew of Kuro's physical abilities, so him bouncing back from his teleportation was of no concern. It was in all honesty an expected move from his old friend. The men were so similar yet different, they both were seen, in the midst of chaos. Though while Kuro always instigated it, Kenjiro reveled in it. He loved destruction, death, murder, rape, a burrito at lunch, but that was besides the point. The point was there was an obvious skill difference between them despite their similarities. Kuro was always nearly three steps a head of most, while Kenjiro was head strong, he'd break the rules, HE'D THROW THAT GOD DAMN PLANET WEATHER THEY LIKED IT OR NOT!

Regardless, Kenjiro, once seeing Kuro form the chidori's in his hands, thought quick and formed a shadow clone and blocked the oncoming Senbon. "Come on, Kuro. That was just a dick move there." the young man let out a laugh. That's when he noticed Kuro's aura, it was...different then the other one. He immediately had the genius idea of not going towards Kuro and punching him. Instead, he grabbed his current shadow clone and vanished using his teleportation once more.

Using chakra suppression, Kenji created himself another shadow clone. This one he picked up a rock for, imbuing it with a transformation jutsu with enough to be mistaken for a Raseshuriken, which it also happened to be transformed into. As the clone with the fake raseshuriken stood in front of Kurokon in Kenjiro's ever so classic 'rush head on and hope for the best tactic' the other two would wait for the clone to throw his fake raseshuriken before forming two actual raseshuriken after they got onto the roof tops. Kenjiro and his clone would then throw the raseshuriken at Kuro.

Jutsu used: 2 True Rasenshuriken Transformation Shadow Clone

Kuro smiled as he saw the boy running towards him, a rasenshuriken in hand. Except, it did not radiate the chakra that the jutsu should, according to his Chakra Sensory. Indeed, it radiated such a miniscule level of chakra it was barely obvious that the rasenshuriken was actually a distraction for the real thing. As such, Kuro did not even bother to expend anymore chakra with deconstruction, deactivating the jutsu without a visible change. Kuro, still having the chidori in his right hand from earlier, waved his hand through the air at the clone, sending senbon at it, with little a care in the world. What business of his was it if Kenjiro decided to finally use tactics? It was good for him, but perhaps it was time he learned why Kuro was called a demon.

It was with practiced ease that Kuro turned, glaring straight at Kenjiro, as if he had suddenly been overcome with a demon. In fact, a horrifying image of a black figure appeared behind Kuro. A black figure, with only red eyes, and a gleaming smirk. Though the thing's lack of features may sound less than intimidating, it was precisely that which made it all the more terrifying. Kuro frowned, one eye glaring at Kenjiro, and his clone, who had begun charging Rasenshuriken. Two of them, at that. How... adequate.

Kuro frowned, his chakra pulsing inside his body, his full aura being unleashed upon Kenjiro. Though this would not stop the throwing of the Rasenshurikens. Instead, Kuro turned his eyes to the flying attacks, merely waving a hand, before they seemed to vanish, one immediately after the other. The reason for this was Kuro opening the Abyss, right in front of the Rasenshurikens, in the perfect shape to make it seem like he had forced them to disappear, merely by looking in their fucking direction. A basic intimidation technique, but it was far more than that.

Kuro grinned and opened the abyss again, this time two meters from Kenjiro, barely within Kuro's five meter zone, but enough for his plan. The abyss portal appeared on the left side of Kenjiro, spitting out one of the rasenshuriken he had thrown right back at him. Kuro closed that portal then focused on the other side, making another portal, in the exact opposite location of the former portal, sending the OTHER rasenshuriken at Kenjiro, from the exact opposite direction. Kuro waited for Kenjiro to make his move, question what he would do now, with two rasenshurikens attacking him almost at once, with only two meters to go until they sliced him into time pieces of friendship.

Kenjiro watched, all of his planning, gone to waste because of a single slip up, he hadn't put more chakra into the transformation. His clone took a few hits and seemed to disappear...along with his Raseshuriken. It seems Kuro was going harder then normal at this point, a display of power but Kenjiro lacked fear of it. That's when the first raseshuriken appeared and was caught, followed by the second one.

Kenjiro knew throwing them at Kuro would be a worthless effort, but he had one single trick left up his sleeve. But no, that would be an act of desperation, instead he tossed the jutsu at his poor clone, ending the bastard. Kenjiro activated his doujutsu for what could be the last time in the fight, he went for a blow. He didn't care at this point, his objective was to hit his friend. To land at least one blow on him.

As Kenjiro appeared he activated the jutsu of soul menace, he teleported to directly in front of Kuro. Either a fatal mistake or a desperate strike that could get him some ground. Two fist went towards Kuro's chest, his full power going into these strikes, anything to cause the least bit of damage to this...monster.

Chart: Soul Menace

Jutsu used: Soul Menace: Two Palm Spear SS chakra used.

Kuro smiled as Kenjiro decided to end it. Oh well. The fun was over faster than Kuro planned. Oh well, Kenjiro had proven himself at least worth of a gift... in the next life, FUCKER! Kuro did not move as Kenjiro moved toward him, teleporting once more. Strange how they both had used teleportation so offensively, wasnt it? Kuro grinned, holding both hands behind his back. Wouldnt he be vulnerable? As Kenjiro moved to attack, a pure titanium blade shot out right from Kuro's chest, aimed precisely at Kenjiro's forehead, shooting out to three meters from Kuro's chest. As the momentum from the punch would carry Kenjiro forward, it would no doubt pierce his skull, stopping his movement far before the fists ever touched Kuro's flesh. Kuro merely grinned wider. Reconstruction was useful.