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The only thing left from Ryuko's body was the few metal pieces that the locust could not digest. Mainly the grass cutter sword, tracking rings and some piercings.

Matsuri's body hit the ground with a soft 'thump' when her own part of the soul was taken away from her body. The lighting sword and medical supplies would also be the only things left after her own body would be destroyed.

Yuriko didn’t know what was happening to her. She dropped the curly twig she had in her hand as she tried to stand up. She was still feeling a bit dizzy as she stood up. She looked at Akou and wondered why he cared so much about her. He looked sadden at the thought of her dying. “Akou, thank you…” She tried to take a step toward him, but ended up tripping on Akou. She wasn’t expecting to catch herself on him. When she looked up at Akou, she noticed her arms was around his waist, as if she were giving him a hug.

Yuriko looked down to avoid Akou seeing her blush. She was a bit dizzy and her failure attepmt to walk was just that, a failure. "The clan house is just after the market place. I don't know if I could make it there. I'm still dizzy." She then glanced up to see Tama had returned. She was a bit curious as to why he had left in the first place. He hadn't done anything wrong as far as she coulld tell. The only thing hse could think of was he had a over active imagination, something hse could relate. Yuriko then started to get really. She slumped to th eground and closed her eyes, whiched turned out to be a bad idea. Although she was perfectly still, she felt like she was move around and around and around. 'Damn it, what's wrong with me?'

" Your eyes may be crazy but lets she if you got some power in them . "

Ayami stated as the world around Oro would grow dark . Regardless if he had disappeared She had enough time to activate her Genjutsu fetal swordplay . The series of random questions was the hint of the jutsu and the process of it's activation . But Ayami wouldn't use the full extent of this jutsu as she wished not to kill Oro in anyway . Soon Oro would noticed that he was nailed to a cross and before him stood the elegant Ayami .

" Lets see how good you are at taking torture . "

She stated with a sinister smile as she drew her sword . She would slowly run here sword down the side of her waist and drew her Kasaimune katana .With her advance medical knowledge Ayami would slowly run the blade down Oro's right arm severing special nerves that would cause his muscles to spas . She was sure this was something that Oro wouldnt have to endure for a long time . A Uchiha of his caliber would soon see through what she was doing . It was just the reaction time of Oro was what Ayami was testing out .

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Syrahn perched on a nearby tree listening to music and watching what was going on. "Byakugan!" He said, activating what he liked to call his trippy vision. "Omoshiroi," he said staring and listening to his music as always.

Ichazuki::
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Majora::
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Gentle First


Syrahn was already somewhat late for his appointment with Neji. Seeing as how lazy he was he also had a terrible habbit of making multiple appointments to hang with or learn from people, that tended to overlap. If not be over-shadowed by another all together. Syrahn was in a contemplating mood; so in one of those EXTREMELY rare occasions, he had actually turned his music off. He had surprised himself a little with the action, but put it out of his mind as he walked to Neji's. He was thinking about that fight he had recently had with Nate. "What was his last name again?" he thought, while humming some lyrics sub-conciously. It make him think about all the different kinds of shinobi there were out there. How he needed a true fighting style of his own. He figured to start out with a base style that was common. Afterall, he didn't feel like making something up. If he combined key elements from different styles so make his own, he could become very powerful indeed. So that fateful day, Syrahn was thinking about his future. "I'll start off with the gentle first," he said aloud. Though he couldn't hear himself. He headed up to the Hyuuga mansion and knocked on Neji's door. "Come in," Neji said. Syrahn waited outside the door. "Damnit, that's right he's deaf," Neji said to himself. He got up and opened the door, as he opened it he air palm blasted Syrahn right in the gut. "What the ********!" Syrahn yelled, getting up and into a defencive stance. Neji tapped his ear and hoped Syrahn got the message. Syrahn relaxed a bit, turned his Harmonizer on and activated his Byakugan. "What the ******** was that for?" was the first thing out of Syrahn's mouth. "For being over an hour late," said Neji. "I've got to learn that move next," Syrahn said. "After the gentle first perhaps. You and your ability quite intrigue me," Neji said mystically. "Come out to the main grounds with me and we shall begin," Neji said. He promptly headed out towards the grounds, Syrahn followed close behind. "Because this jutsu is so dangerous and deadly, we can only practice on this dummy," Neji said pointing at the dummy in the field. "What you want to do is focus chakra into your palm and force it out as you hit the opponent. Like so," Neji proceeded to run up to the dummy, flip around it like a pro, slapping it the whole time. You could see chakra slap off his hands on each hit, as well as a distinct tssss noise. "You try," Neji said after he had demonstrated a few minutes. Syrahn nodded and walked up to the dummy. He thrust his palm towards the dummy and tried to blast it with chakra. It worked, a little. It was a very weak blast. He tried again excerting more energy and charka into the blow. Tsssssss. It worked! He quickly did a parody of what Neji did was great success. He had always been a natural at flips and spins, not much of a surprise for a Hyuuga. "Well done," Neji said. "I'm surprised you learned it so quickly, you certainly are full of surprises aren't you?" Syrahn smiled, "You have no idea." Syrahn continued to practice a little bit more until he was completely sure that he had it down. Neji just stood watching, probably studying Syrahn. He did like to be prepared for anything. "So," Syrahn said. "Let's learn that air palm thingly next. That hurt like a b***h." "That wasn't even half is power," Neji said smiling. "Even better," said Syrahn. "When would you like to learn it?" Neji asked. "Now," Syrahn replied. "Sorry, no can do. You came an hour late. Perhaps if you had not we would have had time. You may come in two days," Neji stated. "Damnit," Syrahn said; and with that he skulked off to go find more training in the meantime. "Interesting kid," Neji said; and went back inside.