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"Some shinobi of the mist...you're pathetic, it'll only be a matter of time before I take your place from Mist 7," the shinobi claimed. He had detected that they were gone from the crevice as he used shadow shuushin to head back to the docks.

He looked at the kid. "Pathetic? No, I prefer thrifty. I won't run into battle unprepared. And you can try to take my place, but kid, theres an open slot. You can have it if you earn it. Then we'll really have seven swords instead of six." He laughed at the kid as he left. "Fool. He'll get himself killed. And if he talks to me that way again, he'll have a sword in his face. And I'll be ready to fight then. Just watch me." Matsuya shifted his feet, moving to the left of Ayame. "Try harder. Act like you're really trying to kill me. It'll be fine. I've had worse."

Matsuya smirked. "That's more like it. Make your movements fluid. Make your blades an extension of yourself." His hand shot out, grabing the dull side of the katana going for his side. He pivoted on his foot to bring himself around to her side. "That's more like it. I might need a katana soon. You're getting better."

Matsuya flickered out fo existence just before her blow should have hit. He reappeared next to his things. "Good. You've achieved level four of the training. I think you have at least. You can handle those blades with fluidity. That's what your really need when handling a sword." Matsuya looked at the sky. A carrier hawk swooped down to him. Matsuya untied the note from its leg.

Mat-san
There's kind of something I forgot to tell you. Luo said that he couldn't give you stage seven until you're at least a sannin or have passed a test he gives. Well, that's all for now. Don't forget to get me when you leave,
Jima

Matsuya crumpled the note and threw it on the floor. "A sannin? How am I supposed to do that? He won't recognize my powers, as is." Matsuya thought for a minute. "But if his test is a combat test like last time, I could win that. My powers have become alot better since last time I fought Luo."

Matsuya smirked. "Ya? If I use my bloodline to its fullest, I'll have no problem beating even Zane. I have a few tricks up my sleeve still. You haven't even seen half of them." Matsuya yawned. "Well? What are we goign to do now? I need to cut my hair, and then we can do whatever you want."

Matsuya laughed a little. "I dont know. We could go to Nikko's if you want. I haven't eaten. If I dont eat, I lose energy. And then, I'll be the one taking a nap. And I don't sleep much." Matsuya picked the belt with the katanas on it off the floor. He strapped it to his waist, fastning the buckle. He straped Hocho to his back and tied Shinsou to his waist. "I have to sharpen these later. They're getting dull." He tucked the three scrolls into his jounin jacket, and then put the jacket itself on.

Matsuya smirked. "Yeah? Well okay." He took out a kunai, twirling it on his finger for a minute. He started snipping off pieces of hair with the sharp edge of the kunai, his fingers stopping it from going to far. As he finished, he ruffled his dirty blonde hair, making it messy again. "It doesn't get in the way if its messed up. That way I can see and fight." Matsuya smirked again.