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As the youth yanked the spike from Kazuma's hand, he swung his other hand up and out. The hand seemed to shoot out of Kazuma's sleeve quite suddenly, extending along a length of black tendrils that seemed to stretch out of his body. The hand shot up at the youth's throat. Forgive me for for feeling the need to save my a**! But when someone comes looking for me I can't help but get defensive! As he reached for the throat, he moved his hand that had been holding the spike into his jacket again.

Kazuma leapt back, retracting his hand. He pulled yet another rod from his jacket, swinging it out, extending the spike. He lifted it, pointing the tip at the youth like a sword, despite the fact that he was several feet away. Tell me Fuka, what is it you want with me, a Kakuzu? Kazuma was ready for anything. He didn't know what this youth's abilities were, or where he hailed from, so he didn't know what to expect.

Kazuma glared at the boy. What is it you want to know about me and my clan's abilities?... I will trade information on my clan for information on your own. That seems fair, does it not? Kazuma didn't drop his stance. He kept the point of the spike trained on Zeru, wondering what his first move would be, and how he would counter. He really didn't want to lose one of his favorite weapons... But then he always did love to hunt. Hunting down this Zeru fellow could be fun, and when he tracked him and caught him off guard, he'd take his weapon, and his heart. Kazuma sighed slightly. Of course, there was the slim chance that this boy wasn't wanting any trouble, and he supposed that he shouldn't steal the hearts of the innocent.

Stop evading the question. You won't learn anything on my clan until you are willing to share information on your own clan. Where do you come from? What kinds of jutsu do you specialize in? What are your secret techniques? If this is the kind of information you want from me, then that is the kind of information I want from you! If you really did just swing by to "See how the kakuzu were doing" then I'll tell you I'm doing just fine. Dandy even. And I'll kindly ask you to either leave or drop my weapon and end this rather embarrassing standoff. Kazuma and Zeru had been standing in the same spots for a little while now, unmoving, and passersby were starting to stare.

Wait! Drop that weapon you b*****d! Kazuma dashed after the youth. He was very fond of these weapons and was not about to let this kid get away with one of his. Kazuma dashed down the streets of Hidden Waterfall, following the kid. What the hell was he up to. Why the heck had he come here? What was he after? Or had he just been looking for someone to annoy? Well, kazuma wasn't about to let him get away with it. He would look forward to stealing the boy's heart. As Kazuma chased the boy, he reached out his hand and shot it out, extending the black tendrils, reaching for the boy's back.

This kid was good, Kazuma thought to himself. He was fast. Just a bit faster than Kazuma himself. And what made Kazuma admire him was that his moves seemed well thought out. Many ninja charged into battle, assuming that their own highly specialized techniques would be enough to keep them alive and win the battle for them. But this Zeru kid... he made moves like retreating, only to take his opponent from behind, a sound strategy no matter what the situation. As the youth flipped back and pushed off of the wall, taking up a position behind Kazuma... Kazuma pulled back his hand and kept running. This kid was after something, and Kazuma was willing to bet that it wasn't his spike. Though the boy may be fascinated by the Kakuzu's multi-elemental abilities, that didn't explain his fixation on finding the Kakuzu, or his cloak and dagger tactics. Yes, though he didn't seem it, Kazuma was sure that this kid was not as innocent and average as his previous actions would have one believe. As Zeru landed behind him, Kazuma just sped up, practically leaping forward out of the range of the thrusted spike, and continued down the road, glancing back to see if the Fuka would follow.

Kazuma stopped in his tracks, skidding a foot or two as he did, and quickly spun around to see Zeru retreating with his weapon. Damn it! I know you aren't here for the scenery, and I know you didn't come here just to check up on an enemy clan. You came here with a purpose! You came here for a reason! You came here looking for a fight and I could tell from the moment I laid eyes on you! Stop playing the fool and denying everything and ******** face me you son of a b***h! Kazuma pulled his second spike out and flicked it open. He then pointed the spike at Zeru and let fly his hand. The hand, clutching the spike, flew straight at Zeru.

[I'm getting tired of this Zeru character of yours. He is exceedingly annoying. evil ]

Kazuma smirked. His hand with the spike was knocked to the side, but there was another attack that remained unseen. Flying directly below the arm with the spike was Kazuma's other arm, sent below and slightly behind the first so as to remain unseen. As the spike attack was deflected, Kazuma's other hand shot forward. As Zeru spun to the side, Kazuma's hidden hand grabbed his ankle, latching on. As his hand latched on, Kazuma retracted his fist hand and leapt into the air, reeling in his other hand, pulling himself in closer to Zeru and trying to pull his legs out from under him.