Board Thread:Land of Earth/@comment-24937485-20151211201414/@comment-24937485-20151218031903

-He’s fast… faster than before.-

Kei crouched low to the ground while evaluating his options, and attaching explosive tags to two kunai, doing it behind his back, for which he had little time as the feline shrouded boy then rushed forth in a fast sprint. The vibrations running though the smooth rock surface coming ever closer as a playful wind took hold of Kei’s bangs and blew them aside.–I guess I’ll just have to try it again.- He clasped his hands together, crossing his index- and middle-fingers, in order to make the clone hand-seal,  and jumped back a few ft, with a quick dash, while calling out; “Kage Bushin No Jutsu.”. As he did this he thought about the earlier dispersing of wind which was spread out by the shockwave, before the last shuriken had drawn blood. And how, during his earlier attempts, he had only stored a small amount of chakra in the center of the failed clones. –I have to release chakra through the entire clone. That’s why shadow clones have the same signature as their owner.-

The opponent’s claw tore through flesh and ripped off most of Kei’s left shoulder and arm before the two would collide, given the opponents full-forward trajectory. But when Kei’s back was to hit the ground, he just vanished in a small puff of smoke, possibly leaving the fierce blonde falling down. The real Kei had successfully made somewhat of a shadow clone, using a hefty 20% of his chakra, which was barely enough to allow the clone to endure a single blow before it perished. It had, however, served its use as the Shadow Clone took that relentless strike of the golden claw of charka. This left the real Kei with enough time to jump up into the air, where he threw down two kunai that stabbed into the ground on each side of the adversary.

Each of the Kunai had an explosive tag attached to them that waved in the wind during that slow-motion fraction of a second that preceded an ear-deafening ‘BANG’ as Kei made the Seal of Confrontation and detonates the tags, aiming to trap the opponent between both explosions that shot out to both sides, and upwards, due to the oppressive forces colliding with one another.

Where others might have given the sparring partner a chance to yield before making the explosions go off, Kei was heartless. His cold eyes held no sign of sympathy as he hit the ground just outside the explosive radius, his skin still smudged, and slightly burned, from being close, while pain throbbed in those bruises on his chest and shoulders from the first roar. For a moment he almost found himself inclined to smile as the blonde boy had managed to help Kei get closer to learning the shadow clone technique. But his lips never so much as curled as he sighed, pocketed his hands, and made ready to walk away. The thought of saying thank you, or introducing himself, never came to mind as he was done training for now and began walking away, unless the other would continue the fight. But surprisingly, the Uchiha did say something before he would leave. Something which would’ve shocked those that knew the anti-social young boy who finally found someone worth sparring with.

“Tomorrow at 5. Don’t be late.”



