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Yua held her weapon lightly - letting only her right hand hold it now, as it was returned from its attack. The sword and her arm were jerked up from being pushed back. Yua let it flow and for barely even half a second she held it still, then immediately slammed down - snapped back into the position closer to herself. She re-held her zanpaktou with her two hands, backing up to direct the point of the sword at her enemy. Why would he let go of his sword? To give your opponent the chance to disarm you - , Yua quickly diminished the thought as she held the hilt of her weapon tightly and turned her wrist slightly to angle the blade towards her left. When her opponents sword was close enough to almost touch Tsukuyomi, she kicks her sword with a force not too hard but enough for her weapon to stop his and give a small recoil to her own.

Yua also noticed that the man is now right in front of her, and now can most likely be able to block if she decided to slash or cut. Just as her weapon drawed back from the counter-strike, she flips the sword by its hilt to point directly horizontal to her opponent and Yua turned her body so it was slightly facing left. Putting her right foot in front, she give five quick strikes with her sword. Her zanpaktou being thin but long let her quickly move her weapon forward and pull it back fast. It was flexible enough to slightly tilt if it had to. The small girl attempted to pierce the shoulder blade and the upperchest/neck area. If he tries to moves back, don't give him a chance to.

After a while Tenshu got up and looked around. When did these people get here? Tenshu wondered but didn't ask. Instead he asked Captain Evil "What else do you got for me?" Tenshu asked feeling confident that he can still continue training. No matter how tired he was he would train until he felt like he was going to die, because he wants to become strong to achieve his goal and kill a certain someone that he can't kill without the power of at least a Lieutenant. Tenshu awaited an answer.

"Why do you look so sca...?" Dias began to say as she spun around his arm. Before he could finish the sentence, he felt a sharp pain in his back and a warm sensation flowing from the pain. One would expect his eyes to water in pain, but his showed no change. He had grown used to pain, he experienced pain far worse than any physical pain when he was young. His parents were slaughtered during a war. This is familiar, I know this feeling. He thought, somewhat comforted, feeling pain that he had experienced time and time again in pursuit of the one who led the attack that killed his parents.

Quickly acting, Dias ignores the slice down his back and uses his elbow to thrash back towards where her face was. He follows up this attack by bringing his sword around in his right hand, turning his body and gripping the sword tightly, to slash at her left side side, diagonally down to her right. Let's not let that happen again. Dias thought to himself, feeling the blood flow from the wound, causing his robes to stick to his back. His hair kept itself off of the red mess that his robes were becoming as he turned to strike at his opponent. As he swung, he glared into her bright amber eyes, with the same liquid blue eyes that he had shown earlier. He even shown a bright, gleaming smile as his body was spinning towards her in swing. He was really enjoying this match, when he had been struck in the past, it was because either he was too weak when he was young, or his opponents accepted death and tried to take him with them.

After swinging his zanpaktou at her, he quickly brought the blade back up in front of his body, retaking his usual hold with his left hand. He held the blade towards his opponent, holding it as if it was a broad sword. He kept his eyes locked on hers, watching her every movement. Who is she? He thought, acknowledging her abilities. His hair settled behind him, but it never touched his back, it stayed aloft in the air, dancing lightly. He quickly hid his smile when he realized that he was smiling. He replaced it with pressed lips, curved up at the sides. He hadn't had so much fun in a long, long time. "What is your name?" He asked her in a respectful tone, wanting to know the name of the one who had given him a true challenge after so long. The only other who ever challenged his abilities, since he arrived in Soul Society, was his lover Beaute and he had not wanted to go farther against her for risk of one of them killing the other. In this battle, however, he didn't plan on getting to that point.

Dias didn't enjoy the kill, just the dance. He would let his opponents live, for he knows that the next time he faces them, they will be smarter and stronger, forcing him to be smarter and stronger in order to beat them.

It's hard for Yua to hold back an image of her crying brother, and it just had to come back. It's been a while since she had seen him, but Yua was still younger than most of the people around her and was still emotionally growing. Of course, I have the rest of eternity I suppose. Yua then had a sudden wake up call from her opponent's elbow connecting slightly to the side of her right cheekbone - very close to her eye. The little girl moved back alittle from the recoil of the attack, her knees bent just slightly to keep her from falling over.

Yua's sudden slow reaction caused her to put her arms out to block her foe's sword. The metal cut through some flesh close to both of her elbows. She exhaled as if she fell in freezing water. This was something she was not used to yet. The pain from the sword wound ripped through the skin and gave a constant painful tingling. But Yua refused to close her eyes and ignored it, but you could tell she was biting her lip.
...Results of your undivided attention, the sound seemed to echo in her mind. Yua regretted for feeling 'anything'. She noticed with her amber eyes that the man in blue moved back, but still held his fighting position. He is smiling, I don't understand what is so funny, Yua pondered, as she herself pulled her weapon in front of her. She pointed it forward - mirroring what the blue hair man was doing as well, her hands trickled in a deep red and some of it ran off the sides of her hilt. The discolorment made Yua somewhat uneasy. She prepared for another attack, watching if her opponent was going to move - but did not and instead spoke.

My name..? Very convient time to ask... Yua's amber eyes thought with a curious tone. To read and know many different people is the best way to get along, know and the last - decieve if it came down to it.
"...You are very confusing...I am called Yua. And...?" She moved her head slightly to the side - not realizing she had forgotten to complete her sentence. Yua wasn't used to talking alot, this was alot for her. She also didn't know whether she should loosen her grip on Tsukuyomi - rather it tightened.

(( I edited like by adding one sentence, sorry I'm in a huge hurry I gotta get somewhere running fast. Anyways I don't know what to add other than that if its still not okay just PM me or OOC I don't care really and I will fix it as soon as possible ty ty ...<))

Her amber eyes blinked once quickly to show she was listening. Her untantalized grip on her weapon seemed to be a smart move. Yua lifts her weapon up horizontally, the sharp tip pointing directly foward. She moves her arms, to her right - as if she was holding a bat. Then, she swings with the flat part facing the cutting edge of her opponents blade. When the two swords connected, she forced her weapon to keep moving foward even though another sword was blocking it's path. the result threw Yua up into the air with the help of her right foot. Her two small arms ache in complaint from her move to dogde the attack. Exerting so much force didn't help in keep wounds to the minimum at all.

So, while Yua was still in the air, she cuts off some of the black sleeves on her robe. With one of the sleeves, the little girl quickly wraps the cloth around the cut of her arm like bandages. Yua did likewise for her other arm. She knotted them so tightly - that she could almost feel nothing from her hands but the pumping circulation of blood trying to get through. The amber eyed girl knew she was to land somewhere infront of her opponent. The way she instructed her jump and because there was no moving air currents - the landing was almost definite. Just as she almost finishes wrapping her left arm hastily, she lands on the solid ground.

Yua did not know if she was enjoying the battle or not. She was quite impassive about it like most things. Perhaps she could understand when she was more used to it. She moved her sword back infront of her. Her hands re-drew around the silver silk strings and smooth cap. Moving her left hand closer to her chest, she grabs her right shoulder with it. Then she dashes towards the man with blue hair very closely to him - waiting to get past him slightly. As soon as she was far enough, she rams her left foot out to stop her self and lunged Tsukuyomi towards the back of her foe's back shoulder blade, attempting to cut it from the shoulder to his hand. Yua kept her left hand by her shoulder so if her opponent lashed out towards her vital points or her head, she could react to it faster.

As Yua was falling from in the air, still struggling to tie her wounds, Dias jumped towards her in the air, slashing at her wrist on the hand that was tying her wounds. He slashed hard, with enough force to cut down through her bone. His slash was at an angle, aiming at the joint between her wrist and hand. Let's stop her from using that hand. He thought as he slashed, hoping to disable her. Don't give her time to react. He continued in his mind, pulling his sword back to slash at her right arm, already tied, where the original wound was made. He added another slash towards the wrist of her hand that carried her zanpaktou as he started to fall, quicker than her light body. He pulls his sword back in front of him, taking his regular grasp on it, holding it out in front of himself, blade facing his opponent once they both landed on the ground.

His opponent had left herself wide open and Dias had hoped that his attacks wouldn't be in vain. She shouldn't have attempted to wrap her wounds in the middle of battle. She wouldn't lose that much blood between now and when the battle would be over. He explained to her, though he only thought it. He watched her dash towards him and followed her movements with his blade. He could tell by the way she held the blade that she was going to swing it, but he didn't know where. As she moved, he turned with her. When she slashed, he easily blocked her, though surprised when she turned so suddenly. When she slashed, he brought his blade up to meet hers. He felt the pressure she put on his blade with her own and pushed back twice as hard, pushing her blade away from him.

"Your attacks are so readable." He mocked her. "What happened to the way you were fighting earlier? I much more liked the way you fought then." He added, somewhat disappointed. His eyes had begun to harden again, from the fluid liquid blue back to the stone gray blue. His smile was gone and in it's placed were hard pressed lips, hoping that she would redeem herself. What happened to her? He asked himself, realizing that she started losing her vigor after he punched her in the stomach. Did something bad happen to her? She is not that old.... He added, still disappointed.

Dias continued to ask questions in his mind, quickly, his mind reminded himself where he was and said one last thing before moving. "Let's finish this." His words were vicious, they sounded as though they came from a serpent. After the words left his lips, he quickly dashed directly towards her, ready to deflect anything she would throw at him. He held his sword in front of him, turned slightly left, but vertical for the most part. The blade faced her. His eyes matched his blade, cold like steel and empty. His hair continued to dance behind him as he took off, reacting by flying straight behind him.

((Can we put this all into one move at a time again? XD Like, I had to post what I did before your attack, during your attack, and after your attack. XD))

(( sure, sorry I was in a hurry and then my dad caught meh still on here - took the internet from me for like 10 hours...now I got it back for a while but I'll try to make this work!!!! I was so busy today >.< I can't wait till I get that job >.> )) ((..just reply to the last paragraph D> ))(( also more I reply, the more you reply and vice versa wink its good for both of us =D ))

Just as she saw her opponent suddenly leap into the air, Yua paused for a moment with tying her hands. She uses her sword hand and puts the flat side of the blade behind her calves. Then she tilted slightly so her legs were lifted in front of her and used the heel of her shoes to kick the flat of her opponent's blade and push away from it. A side of her shoe chipped off from her reaction to the counter-strike. Then Yua noticed another slash coming to her right hand. She releases the makeshift bandages of her left arm from her mouth - it was not completely tied up yet. Her left hand lunged out and slammed into her opponent's sword. As soon as her wrapped arm hit the edge of the blade, she twists her wrists and grabs the flat of her opponent's blade - her fingers slightly cut as they reeked around the sharp edges. She then shoved to land right in front of the man. The girls amber eyes looked up at the man only once to show she was listening. Then she went back to observing everything else.

"Your attacks are so readable," It shows you have eyes, Yua gave a though-reply.

"What happened to the way you were fighting earlier?" When was that?

"I much more liked the way you fought then," You must have been really bored haven't you?

It's been a while since the little girl had decided to give an after thought to the things said around her. Most of the time Yua would just move by - comments and insults did nothing for her because they were just words. Words don't help you when your life is being beaten out of you.
Hm, thats fine with me, Yua had already moved her weapon into facing towards her opponent. She dashed foward, Yua's golden eyes glared straight at her foes. She rung her sword horizontally pointing exactly straight foward. From her opponent's position, or anywhere but behind her - it looked like Yua was planning to impale her weapon through the man. Instead, she is waiting to get close enough for her opponent to choose a way to defend or strike. Then, she will lunge down - literally as fast as possible and move her blade into a cutting position instead. This way, Yua can have a chance to attack her opponent's side if he lifts his sword. Only if he thinks that her first strike was for real.

(( gotta go again. THE TORTURE >.< ))

"Getting better. It would have probably hit a normal shinigami." Evil brought up her unreleased Zanpakto and blocked it. The Tensho split in two and missed her.

"It's still a little weak. But practice will fix that."