Familiar Breath [Private]

[fina]

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The sound of metal piercing flesh rang through his ears like the sweetest melody, the world’s finest instruments played by its most skilled owners producing notes that pleased him to the very core. And to top it off, an intricate solo worthy of world wide applause would grace him even further as the girl’s eyes suddenly shot wide open, the shock of the blade penetrating her revered frame expressed vividly. This reaction would induce a few hearty chuckles on his behalf, all sickly expressions of joy over the pain of his victim, and would only intensify when her hands attempted to stop his blade and latch onto him, mirroring his own attempts. It was all coming to fruition, plans for the long awaited homicide of his enemy finally here. Yet something was off…

The blade would not pierce any further. Instead, as they continued to soar, Ichi would feel the entry of Satsubatsu once again into his psyche, words of lustful evil beckoning for the job to be ‘done’. Off to his above right, the great beast effortlessly glided to the girl’s creation, preparation yet another sinister attack before swooping down to save its newest pawn in the game of darkness. Yet despite the perfectly set up ending, the opposition would once again pull out another life saving card. On the clay dragon’s behalf, its climb above whilst restoring itself in an effortless fashion, its once broken limbs now recreating midst its speedy ascension. Ichi would feel more chakra being sucked from his soul, the invisible link between the dragon still held firmly despite their tact separation. And in the eyes of the once hated girl, a new avatar could be seen.

Imagery of his little brother would constantly flash before his eyes, yet as much as he reminded himself of the evil years deprived of him with his little brother, and the hate he harbored for the one he suspected to be his murderer, that look would now summon forth a new set of feelings the battered soul of Ichi had not felt in quite some time. It was that warming feeling, comfortable and soothing to the touch, that had escaped him years ago, snuffed out by various entities such as his brother’s death and the heavy responsibilities the office imposed upon him. Amazing; harbored hate of the worst kind, unbreakable by any means over the years, had been swiftly penetrated by a simple gaze. Ichi’s blade no longer continued forward, and while Satsubatsu’s commanding voice shock the walls of his soul, he’d finally learn to ignore it, if just for a second. And when it tried to yell, the reigns would be his once more.

I’m sorry…too…

The words were too difficult to utter out loud, but at least with his internal admittance complete, a step towards recovery had finally been taken. Imminent danger would whistle into reality and break his concentration for a moment, but as he realized just how close the ground was coming, he’d re-establish control over the dragon, the one feared attitude that had led him to their discovery before now directing the beast back towards safety. It’s swoop in low and fast, Ichi’s molded chakra and boosted respect amongst each other allowing the dragon to enter the fray without difficulty. And just as they were about to go splat, Ichi would instinctively grasp for the girl’s safety, ditching the sword in the air in order to twist her body in place. By the time contact came, his back would be the one to absorb the pain.

Any second now, it’d happen. Would the dragon land in time? Who knew…but just in case it didn’t, he’d steal a kiss goodbye, a silent apology that would hopefully send a message far more powerful than any of his words could ever produce.[/font][/blockquote]

[Nira]

Epic level drama o_0

Love it, + 10 both.

[fina]

[??/90]

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‘Twas a fleeting moment for the once darkened Hyuuga, the once champion of his clan and leaf now viewing the world not with eyes of white, but instead through lenses of pure darkness. Entrenched in evil, he had endured these past few years under illness and depression horribly, often times finding questions for his own existence, as well as the skill given to him that was now seemingly going to waste. However, all forms of evil defenses would be shattered in the eyes of the angelic looking Yondaime, who even in such extreme conditions managed to lift the curses that had forever haunted Ichi’s darkened heart. The stolen kiss had lasted mere moments, but to the young Hyuuga caught within, it’d seemed an eternity of peace had befallen him.

Yet as quickly as it begun it would end, and once again Ichi would be robbed of happiness. Unlike his fallen brethren however, he now knew just exactly what was lacking in his life, and just how easily it could be attained. It was a powerful epiphany that would instigate even stronger chakra bursts, his low reserves no longer inducing pains upon his frame. The connection to Satsubatsu had strengthened once more, although this time, it would not be hate that kept the two bonded together. Instead, his newfound love for life and the girl that revitalized him drove him past the boundaries of fatigue, forcing him to break the evil bonds the dragon king established with him in order for his old style of dominance to be reinstated. Certainly the great beast had a deal to say about this, but in the ears of the reformed man, such talk came as nothing more than pure gibberish.

More chakra was now pushed forth and soon Satsubatsu would find himself under the immediate control of Ichi’s better side once more, the mental link created prompting the Hyuuga to exert excellent control in order to maneuver the great dragon towards their safety. Crashing was imminent, and if Ichi’s control faltered, it’d mean the end for them both. He’d observe the clay dragon had regenerated some more, and was currently making its way down behind Satsu. Was she too controlling her own steed? It didn’t seem so…but no matter. Through sheer will the beast would turn midair, its flight now directly influenced by Ichi’s hand. Whenever it dove down enough, it’d streak across the dirt caked ground and speed under their falling figures, allowing them to be saved from a horribly splat death similar to how Ichi got saved earlier.

Rather than having Satsu take the clay dragon out, he’d instead let it linger, for once they got caught, he’d let her return to safety. The mental hold on Satsu was faltering, and for a second, it’d rise and fly away in a show of defiance. However, before its child like temper continued, Ichi would reestablish the reigns of control, forcing it back down in order to fetch them. Although he could not pull it low enough to land on its back, he’d have its claws scoop them up, grabbing Ichi safely in one fist while the Godaime kept his hold on the girl’s hand steady. Now no longer falling, he’d force it to ascend, allowing it to hover loosely over the clay beast. Once again they’d penetrated the skies, and when it seemed safe, he’d drop her off back towards her own creature.

Hopefully it’d have enough sense to catch.[/font][/blockquote]

[fina]

[??/90]

Shit!

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Though basking the fluttering of his heart and the emotions of affection overtaking him seemed like a fun pastime to indulge in, the sudden appearance of figures in the nearby distance would pop his desires like a pin prick to a balloon. Now, as desire emptied in a loud and flamboyant fashion, his ever precise Byakugan would allow him to zoom in onto the dark specs in the horizon, their slowly moving figures barely recognizable from this distance. However, after a good amount of chakra had been driven to his appendages, he’d quickly begin to scale across Satsubatsu’s large frame, all whilst pushing even more of his quickly fading internal energy to provide a few last minute controls to the behemoth.

As much as it’d fight off Ichijin’s continuous invasion, it too would have a beaten will, much more than its Hyuuga senpai due to the fact its birthing into this world came from his junior’s evolution. Several insane cries rocked the skies and most likely tipped off the invaders even more, but after some struggling, its body would go limp, following the command of its Hyuuga master without incident. Being low to the ground meant he’d almost see eye to eye with whomever it was that entered the scene, and so, for a brief period, he’d let the girl regroup so that he could perfume some surveillance of his own. It was not entirely far fetched that forces had reacted to their battle, seeing as how two colossal aerial beasts in the skies fighting and destroying the land would most likely draw anyone’s attention. He’d take note of what seemed to be a few Stone headbands, and while he’d felt the urge to indulge in some mischief, his painfully low chakra reserves would demand a retreat for now.

With the control over the dragon continued, he’d push forth his chakra so that it’s hover low over the ground, allowing him to grab his Musashi Katana before he took his departure. A select few shinobi had arrived close by and yelled for detainment, but by the time they could make good on their threats, Ichi had long ascended into the shimmering firmament, the gargantuan draconic entity chasing hard behind the Yondaime. Sure, he had no longer harbored the ill will and murderous intent that drove him to kill not too long ago, but there were still many questions unanswered, and in light of his future endeavors, a bartering piece would most likely be necessary. The clay hydra’s malformed state would slow down its flight speed, and with one great burst of chakra put forth by Ichijin, Satsubatsu would now find itself catching up.

Its jaw would snap several times as it prepared for what was to come. In truth, damaged to the girl was not his goal, but rather disabling her method of travel. That way, he could apprehend her in a calm and coolly fashion, leaving the girl relatively unharmed past the wounds inflicted earlier, allowing him to retreat back to Leaf and heal them both. In one last lunge, the dragon surged forward, its razor sharp teeth screaming danger as its jaw snapped open. If all went well, the clay beast’s hide would now find itself as a morsel for the dragon, and while the death clamp was established, a few flickers back and forth would have her more than likely tired body now in his possession.

It was time to go home.[/font][/blockquote]

[Masakuni]

McLearned for both you sexy ass McLovin' Burgers.

[fina]

The chakra was fading rapidly from both of them, but with enough focus, Ichijin could have them arrive safely at the village. Satsu complained and moaned, yet all forms of whining would fall on deaf ears. High in the sky, the dragon would glide slowly, while a fatigued Ichi sat on his bum comfortably, the still body of the unconscious girl serving as an excellent source of heat. In a few hours, they’d be home.

-- Exit

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