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Azal and Syrahn stood in the middle of an open field. "Remember, we fight like we are trying to kill each other," Azal said smirking evilly. Syrahn stood with his eyes closed and Byakugan activated. "Yea, yea. I get it Azal. Come," and with that Syrahn threw all his swords into the air and caught them one by one each taking its necessary place. One in each hand, one in each knee pit and one in his mouth. Azal smiled and drew his sword. Syrahn made hand-signs and 2 clones appeared beside him with rasengan's in their hands. Azal charged at Syrahn, he leaped into the air and tried to come down upon Syrahn's head. Syrahn threw an exploded kunai at him. It sunk into his stomach and he exploded. Water rained down upon the area. Some of it sinking into Syrahn. Azal reformed a few feet away, smiling. "You fell for it," Azal said. "s**t," Syrahn said, he could feel Azal in his chakra stream. He wasn't sure exactly what this would do, but he was sure that it wasn't good. Azal made a couple hand-signs. It started raining and then two water clones appear next to him. Then he blended into it. Syrahn smiled, "I can see you," he said. "s**t, I forgot you had those eyes. No matter, I used mostly your chakra for the move I just did." Syrahn noticed his chakra drop. It was dramatic, but it was a bit of chakra. "I suppose my mist abilities are pointless right now, but the rain still helps," Azal said as he started to absorb and move through the rain. "I am now everywhere," he said. Syrahn smiled, "Not everywhere, but you CAN go anywhere. I can see exactly where you are. These tricks do nothing against a Hyuuga." Azal smiled again, "We shall see." He made a hand-sign and 10 water clones appeared. Syrahn made 20 more shadow clones. The area was filled with copies of them. The clones charged each other, the first ones to meet the water clone was destroyed by a rasengan. But, that close was immediately killed by a sword cutting it in half. The next clones that fought killed each other. Water clones were moving through the water just like Azal, attacking shadow clones. Who in turn saw that attacks coming and were blocking, parrying and sending back attacks of their own. The match was starting to become a stale-mate. However, Azal didn't realize something. The clones were moving closer and closer to the real him. Though by the time they got close enough there were only 10 shadow clones and 7 water clones left. The real Azal and the water clones were surrounded in close proximity by the shadow clones. Syrahn smiled, "You fell for it," Azal looked confused. "s**t!" he tried to make a run for it through the water. "To late," Syrahn said. The clones exploded destroying the remaining water clones and blow Azal into a puddle. He reformed again. Syrahn smirked, "You're persistent, I'll give you that," Syrahn said. Azal smiled evilly, "Don't underestimate me just yet. I have quite a few more tricks up my sleeve." Syrahn laughed, "As do I, but trust me. I know far better than to underestimate anybody. Now, let us continue," Syrahn threw multiple more exploding kunai towards Azal. Azal turned into water and moved around through the rain. 5 Water clones appeared around Syrahn, each attacking him simultaneously. Syrahn spun, "Heavenly spin!" he said as he quickly took out all the clones. He was breathing hard by this point. All that chakra he used was starting to catch up. It didn't help that Azal was draining what he had left. He threw his special kunai around the place. Keeping a careful eye on Azal as he did so. A clone appeared behind Azal and hit him with a rasengan, Azal turned into water. Reforming behind the clone and thrusting his sword into the clones back. Two more clones appeared next to Azal and hit him with rasengan's. His upper-body turned into water and he cut down the clones as a clone from the sky rasengan'd his head. He dispersed into water again and reformed behind Syrahn. He attacked, but Syrahn easily blocked, flipping over Azal he started cutting him up. Each time the blade hit Azal he turned into water. Azal brought a sweeping hit at Syrahn's head, who simply teleported. He fell to one knee dropping his swords. "Can you even be killed?" Syrahn asked. Azal smirked, "I honestly don't know. I'm sure it's possible, just not probable." Syrahn breathed heavily, he was running out of chakra and wasn't sure how he was going to beat Azal. His chakra was running lower by the second. Azal's draining and his wild use of his own chakra was not helping. Azal wasn't doing so hot either. His draining was keeping him up, but not for much longer. He knew Syrahn couldn't hold out either though. He was lucky normal weapons couldn't hurt him. Being made of water had its uses. Syrahn smiled, he had one last plan. If this didn't work, all was lost. He did it quietly and suddenly. He appeared behind Azal and gentle-fisted him in the back. He was aiming for his center chakra point. The hit connected and chakra blasted into Azal. He immediately turned into a puddle of water. He didn't reform. "Oh s**t..." Syrahn said, "I think I overdid it...." The rain stopped and he picked up his weapons and dropped kunai. It seems the battle was over, he hoped Azal would be alright. The block should stop in a couple hours, so as long as he didn't get evaporated Azal should reform good as new once he gets chakra usage back. He'll probably be a little pissed though, oh well. His idea. Syrahn left his friend there, after all. There wasn't anything he could do. And it's not like he could be harmed. He was a puddle of friggin water. Still, to be on the safe side Syrahn left a special kunai right next to Azal for two reasons. One he could come to the puddle's aid if need be. And two, he could get to Azal the second he did reform. Ah, the fun of battling... Still, Syrahn had almost lost. That was a battle that was far to close for comfort. He figured, though he was tired and drained from the battle he should use this time to train and get better. He really needed it; he had several shinobi that he needed to kill. Badly. Nobody, and he means NOBODY insults his music. Syrahn was truly attached to two things in this world. Food and Music, insult either and it means certain death. You don't mess with the Syrahn. Ah, lazy geniuses for the win. And so Syrahn left Azal in his puddly state to go train. On what? He wasn't really quite sure. But, he was sure he'd figure it out. Azal simply lay there, still able to think but nothing else. It wasn't a pleasant existence, but at least he wasn't dead. "So...what should I do while I'm a puddle..." he thought.




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" s**t ! "

Inori would shout as she noticed the fireball hurling her way . Inori's figure would be consumed with flames . But before long Saizo would realize that it was just a simple log . Soon a rumbling would be heard from underneath the earth . Without warning vast amounts of tree life would rush out the ground around Saizo . This was Inori's Birth of Dense Woodland . Several branches and vines as well other plant life started to grow and weave their roots around Saizo figure . If Inori was lucky she would have the Uchiha right where she wanted him . Inori would raise and appear from underneath a rock that was present at the site of battle . Brushing the sand out her hair and clothes as well as her wound . Inori would look on to see where this portion of the battle would take her . Inori's teeth would grind in pain as her free hand applied pressure to the wound on her leg .

Inori tried her best to avoid looking at the leave . But the beauty had caught her eye . A smile would come across Inori's face and for that moment she didn't feel the pain in her leg . But she would quickly snap back to the reality of pain . When she noticed that Saizo had mimicked her last move .

" Damn all Igot wa a log . "

Inori would look around she figured as much that Saizo would continue to hide out and pick his times to strike . Gorilla tactics in their finest . All that meant was that Inori would have to play along with the rules of the game . At least until she had the opportunity to force him to play her game . Inori wouldn't waste no time . With a quick body flicker Inori would appear on the second floor balcony of one of the vacant buildings . Kicking in the door Inori would start to make her way through the building . Attempting to figure out her next move . It would hit her what she needed to do now . Halting in her tracks Inori would dig into her pouch and clutch something in her hand . At the same time her free hand drew a Kunai and prepared herself .

Inori's hand was at the ready as she leaned closer to the edge of a window . Through the sand that clung to the window Inori spotted Saizo standing in the open . It was to obvious that he wanted to be attacked . But Inori was smarter then that . She already had a plan in motion and didnt plan on messing it up with a stupid attack . Facing a Uchiha Inori knew that their weak spot was from behind . The one place their gaze could not meet . With a single hand sign Inroi would summon a a crimson clone once again . Inori would then place something in the clones hand and sent it off down the hall of the building . From the window Inroi would watch as her clone made it's appearance on the training ground . It was Behind Saizo at this point and quickly charged toward Saizo . It's fist was balled up and in it's other hand a kunai dripping with a mysterious liquid . The clone would first throw the kunai at the back of Saizo before picking up it;s speed and charging straight or the Uchiha .

While she remained hidden in the building Inori figured that she had bought herself some time . With a combination of handsigns Inori would breath a white mist over her wounded leg . This was the healing vapor that would mend and heal her wound . Inori would watch closely has her wound started to heal .

" Alright now that my wound is healed I....."

Suddenly Inori would start to watch the area around start to form into some sick horror movie . Soon grotesque Images would display themselves before Inori's vision .

" Genjutsu... "

Inori stated to herself as she knelt to the ground . She didn't have Genjutsu release mastered yet so the only thing she could do for now was to wait till it wore off . This could become a problem but for the moment Inori had the upper hand and was hidden it was only using her time quickly to over come the Genjutsu .

Inori was in her own world aright now crouching over a puddle of vomit . It seemed the illusion was nearing it's worse stages at the moment . But no matter the condition Inori maintained . Using a visual from her memory Inori started to map out the rooms and hallways . Shifting in bewtween room after room . Stopping on occasion to vomit .

" s**t I'm leaving a trail . "

Inori said as she got up and started to move faster . Little by little the genjutsu was wearing off . Inori was in a total mind meltdown after this well planned victory Inori decided upon a long nap . But now that the poison kunoichi was focused again it was time to get this battle over and done with . These next stages would provide a victor for this long fought battle of hide and seek . Just thinking of the Idea made Inori smile . She was enjoying herself this was all but a game to her . Even when her life was on the line that didnt matter .

She knew the Uchiha would be coming soon and her travel a vomit would be a dead give away . Inori would reach to the side of her leg and pull out a scroll . For the time being she would just hold on to this scroll . With a quick combination of hand signs Inori would create two more clones .

" Alright spread out the building you know the plan . "

She whispered . Her clones would then run off to play the game with the Uchiha .

" Alright now it's time for me to get my plan into action . "

Inori said with a smile as she clutched her scroll in her hand and headed out toward the Narrow hallway .

Syrahn activated his Byakugan and turned up his music as always, mostly drowning out the noises around him. He had a feeling that waiting here would be important for some reason but, he was unsure of why or how just yet. He sat in a field and meditated, prepared for battle and of course keeping his eyes on all directions to make sure he was not ambushed. He was certainly up for a fight if one presented itself however.

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((Sorry for the delay, I'll be getting on daily from now on.))

Syrahn watched the girl approach him with some interest. He scanned her carefully, after all it was obvious she was not a shinobi of the leaf. She seemed to be trying to show him something, perhaps a question about a person in the photo she was holding? She was taking a hostile stance and had her hand in her pocket, as though she were about to attack. Syrahn was relaxed about it however. He could see she wasn't holding anything in that pocket. She either didn't know he was a hyuuga or didn't know their abilities. He wasn't sure what she would want with him, but he was again interested to find out. He (for once) turned down his music and looked up to the sky. He was still scanning her body. It was very nice, petite. Because she was acting overly hostile for no reason Syrahn might have though to assume she was simply acting tough. He knew better from her chakra though. Still scanning her body, whilst appearing to look up at the sky by any normal human standards, he said, "Good afternoon, miss. Were you needing something of me?" He looked down now, right at where her eyes would be if she did not have a hood on. He could still see her eyes however. He was looking through her hood; right at them.


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Syrahn takes the picture in. "Damn, she's smokin' hot," he thinks. She places the picture back into her pocket and he see's her eyes scan him quickly. She still remains silent. "Is she checking me out?" Syrahn wonders in confusion. It's not as if he hadn't checked her out, but well, being a Hyuuga it was easy to hide what you were looking at. He shook his train of thought. He would worry about a strange, though hot girl checking him out later. First, it would probably be best to find out what she was doing in the village. She showed him a picture, perhaps she was looking for somebody in peticular? He hadn't seen anybody like that around the village and he was pretty sure he would remember a body like that. He wondered why she had come to hidden leaf looking for this woman. "Doesn't matter," he thought. Finally, after probably a longer pause that he had intended, he said, "Is there something you wish to ask me, specifically?" He awaited a response. He wondered what she sounded like, if she had a sexy voice to go with that hot body or if she was a more cute and shy type. At this point is was honestly hard to tell what kind of personality she had. Cute and shy or Hot and mysterious. Probably dangerous if she was the ladder. Syrahn scratched the back of his head. This was very strange to him.


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