The Wrath of The Moon

 

They Meet...They Collide...
Gekkō Asakura walked along the vast outskirts of the Rukongai. Before his battle with the Shiroyasha, he was supposed to get some training in. Although, fighting was really out of his character unless it was to protect one of his friends. But, these new found beings peaked his interest. Especially the ones called the Minus. He stopped before pressing the palm of his hand to his forehead. He hated it when his Asakura blood flowed to his head and clouded his better judgement. That didn't matter now anyway, he was here with Misora by his side. She'd simply refused to let him go by himself. Ever since that last incident, she always came with him whenever she felt like it. Damn his opinion.

"Are you sure that he's here?" Misora asked. The one she was referring to was Mukei Tsuki. In order to prepare to fight the strongest being either of them had ever faced, Gekkō agreed to meet him here. "Yeah," He responded. "Don't you sense him? He's kinda hard to miss."

She smacked him on the back of the head. Not hard enough to actually hurt, but with enough force to get his attention. "Don't you get smart with me Mister," She scolded like a mother disciplining her child. "We wouldn't even be here had you not agreed. For someone who doesn't like to fight, you sure where in a hurry to get here."

Gekkō sighed irritably. He didn't know why he still got smart with her. A thousand years should have had some effect on his wisdom. Sadly, enough though, it didn't. He straightened up, preparing to refute before he sensed the presence of another being. Whirling around, he found what he was looking for...

In the center of a crowd of s opened a, and within it, a silhouette emerged. It was clear who the silhouette belonged to, being as there was no fool more ignorant then Mukei when it came to flashy entrances. "Drum roll~ The greatest hero to ever live has arrived! Your welcome~" Shouting at the top of his lungs as he stepped out of the distortion filled vortex, Mukei presented himself to Gekkō and Misora. "I'm sorry to have kept you waiting~"

"Will you ever learn to keep your mouth shut!" In a blinding burst of bright red energy, Mukei's face was buried seven inches into the ground. His body becoming limp like a ragdall as his assaulter slowly emerged from the open. "I swear! You are just...so damn stupid at times!" Grasping his hair as if ready to pull it out, Kodokuna Okami released a roar out of irritation. "I....I smell Iron...." Mukei managed to speak, his mouth full of nothing but dirt, asphalt, and blood

"Can you please forgive him and his ignorance?" Releasing a sigh almost as irritable as Gekkō's, Kodokuna dug his lesser companion's face out of the ground. "I was forced to escort him since he has no way of opening the or even finding his way out of a fucking cereal box." Throwing the hopeless individual into the sky, Kodokuna bowed. "My name is Kodokuna Okami. I will be observing your battle against my disciple and son, Mukei Tsuki. Please don't break every bone in his body....only a phew would be find."

Gekkō and Misora stared at the duo with a mixture of amusement and ensnarement. Misora leaned in toward Gekkō. "Are you sure this is the guy? He seems a bit...eccentric." She asked as she covered her mouth with her hand so that the two couldn't make out her words.

Gekkō wasn't so sure himself. On one hand: these two had formidable power. On the other...they where just plain silly. "Uh, I don't know." Gekkō responded as he stepped forward. "I'm Gekkō Asakura. I would say that I'm pleased to make your acquaintance. But I really don't want to be here any longer than I have to."

Placing his hand on the hilt of his zanpakutō, he readied himself for the battle that would soon take place. "Misora, I need you to stand back. If that silver guy is who he says, you don't have to worry about them jumping me." He explained with a slightly pleading tone. Knowing how stubborn Misora could be when it came to him, nothing else would work.

Nodding, she flash stepped unto a high cliff so she could watch from above. "I'll be watching Gekkō!" She yelled. "Don't you dare get hurt!"

He smiled at her love towards him. He looked back at his opponent with a stern frown etched into his face.

"Such a serious face takes the fun out of everything...." As Mukei managed to force himself onto his feet, the eccentric atmosphere he once gave off vanished when his eyes met Gekkō's. "I understand what you mean by not being here longer then need be, but you should at least try and have fun..." The irritable tone that Kodokuna and Gekkō once possessed, now lingered within Mukei's words as he spoke. "I don't find any joy in fighting people who take it so seriously..."

Standing up completely he ran his fingers across the back of his own head, and stepped forward. "I'll give the first move to you, seeing as you arrived here first. Though, it doesn't make much difference to me. I'll end this in a second..." Narrowing his eyes in response to Gekkō's stern look and serious atmosphere, Mukei summoned forth his Makkuro Sukai.

In that moment, Mukei suddenly reached into his pocket and pulled out a cell phone. "On second thought....I"ll start with this..." Throwing it into what he believed to be Gekkō's line of sight, Mukei sought the opportunity to execute his most infamous ability. "Musei Chiratsuki" He shouted out as he ducked under the phone, running his fingers across the floor as he shot forward, momentarily disappearing from sight.

"This technique is my own creation, but it possesses a lot of flaws!" In the instant that he spoke, Mukei appeared suspended above the cell phone with his blade raised into the air.

"What the hell?" Gekkō muttered, looking confused. Throwing his arm out, he summoned a mid level Hadō to put a stop to the boy's ridiculous antics. "Shakkahō!" He yelled, sending a huge torrent of red spiritual energy towards Mukei. Once it made contact with the headstrong young man, it would put an end to the battle.

However, with a ferocious strike from his Makkuro Sukai, Mukei severed the Shakkahō into two parts. It seemed he wasn't quite ready to put an end to this fight, despite the fact he would continue to goof off. "Here comes the...." Boom! The two pieces of the severed Shakkahō suddenly exploded as a torrent of wind surrounded Mukei's person. "I don't got time for you to use pathetic techniques, alright?"

Remaining suspended in the air, Mukei pulled back his arm and began to draw the torrent of wind into his palm. The distorting vibrations that soon followed the flow of wind, condensed the torrent into a sphere of compressed air. "Tatsumaki!" Mukei called out as he fired a blast of electrified wind toward the overly serious combatant. The latter technique ( referring to Shakkahō ) compared nothing in destructive power to this.

Gekkō scowled at the straight forward and erratic attacks this being was launching at him. He wasn't as strong as he had expected. Good. The less time he spent here, the better. Imbuing his blade with dark spiritual energy, Gekkō lifting his blade and slamming it down in a diagonal arc, Gekkō unleashed his signature technique.

"Harudōga Mūshō!" He cried out, sending a torrent of immense spiritual energy towards Mukei. The corrosive power of the attack tore through the wind toe young boy had sent towards him. And now it intended to slam into Mukei at full force.

"You clearly can't take any form of joke" Positioning his hand directly in front of his body, Mukei generated a thin layer of wind around his entire forearm. "I've had to many days where I'm ready to break ♪" Bending his fingers in the direction of the torrent of black energy, Mukei prepared for impact. The force in which suddenly hit him compared nothing to the millions of beatings he had received from Kodokuna or the Twenty Four Gods. "I'm going to be the one to defeat Seireitou Kawahiru!"

In a burst of rage, Mukei pulled his fist back, tugging on the mass of black energy that dwelled in between his fingers. "I'm so fucking sick of your face ♪" His facial expression changing from irritable to down right pissed off. "What did you call this? Oh, yeah that's right...." Lunging forward onto he platform of wind in which had allowed for him to remain suspended into the air, Mukei again vanished from sight.

"Harudōga Mūshō!" Suddenly appearing on the ground, charging in a straight line toward Gekkō, Mukei roared the name of the technique Gekkō had fired at him. "Within order is madness, and within madness is order. The two oppositions seek each other out, and remain in an eternal struggle!" Twisting the arm in which was tangled in the black mass, Mukei fired a spiraling version of the technique in which Gekkō had shot. "Shinigami No Hanpatsu!"

"Oh, the hell with this," Gekkō muttered as he used an masterful Shunpo to maneuver behind Mukei. His blade was now endowed with the corrosive energies of the Harudōga, as he slammed it across the back of the younger Minus.

"I'm with you on that..." Having his face buried deep into the ground from receiving Gekkō's strike, Mukei's body went limp. The blood in which released from the wound on his back splashed onto the blade of his assaulter. "I'm not one to go down from such a weak ass attack..." Slowly rising to his feet, Mukei turned and looked toward Gekkō. The look in his eyes were similar to that of a maniac as he slowly drew his hand back and enveloped his body in black ink.

The wound in which burned deep on Mukei's back was suddenly beginning to close up as it's corrosive affect disappeared. "I tried to have fun seeing as this was not a fight I would have considered serious...." Drawing his Zanpakutō, Senki, he rose it high above his head and screamed. "Shōzon!!" The dark flames that slowly encased his blade began to flicker with a light blue aura. The that slowly revolved within the mass blackness added to the destructive power of the swing. The force in which was applied to the blade projected out a mass of flames determine to incinerate everything in the path, similar to the spell, but to a bigger degree.

"Interesting. Pathetic. But, interesting." Gekkō stated as the Kidō-enhanced technique was flung towards him. Lifting his right arm and extending his hand towards the blast, Gekkō muttered a silent phrase. "Danku." Suddenly, a transparent wall of spiritual energy rose to meet the opposing Kidō. The resulting clash caused the Bakudō to shatter, and the Hadō to explode. The black ink-like mass rained from the sky, due to the explosion propelling the reiryoku that made the technique skyward.

Now, with the younger being virtually defenseless, Gekkō quickly closed the gap between him and his opponent. Once this was complete, Gekkō pulled his arm back, concentrating a high amount of spiritual energy into his arm to increase his strength. He performed a powerful forward thrust aimed at the chest and the face of Mukei.

"I....I can't win..." Finding all hope lost, Mukei unwillingly took the punch to his chest and face. The force in which propelled him backwards was indeed one that could shatter every bone in his body. "Gah" was the only other sound to come out of Mukei's mouth as his body was flung across the ground, straight into the center of the Rukongai district. The blood that spat from his mouth, and the beads of sweat mixed with the salty tears that dripped from his eyes, created a puddle of his shattered pride.

"I...I don't think I can fight anymore. He...is really strong...I can't stop shaking...." Mukei stuttered as his fingers ran throughout the mixture of sadness in which he lingered in. "This...this guy is pretty scary...." Biting his bottom lip to stop the quivering of his jaw, Mukei pushed himself to his feet. The bits of ink-colored energy that rained from the sky was the only visual proof he had of the difference in power between him and Gekkō.

"....Gekkō...was it?" Reaching for his Zanpakutō once more, Mukei made his last effort to win this battle. "I think...you should get away from me....." He shut his eyes as he spoke, stopping the tears and ceasing the quivering caused from looking his opponent in the eye. "If you don't...you'll be swallowed up.....by my fear that is..." Pointing his Zanpakutō one last time at his opponent, he began to pant as the blade disintegrated. "Disperse and Incinerate.....Senki..."

Gekkō's facial expression turned to that of astonishment. "This is just like..." He said incompletely as the tiny fragments of flames encircled him. They cut hi across the back, then the leg. He hissed in pain. "''These are like His...However, they are a little stronger in offense." '' Gekkō thought as he examined the flames.

He looked towards Mukei's desperate expression. He then held his zanpakutō to where the blade pointed towards the ground. "Now, Bring About, Maebure." Upon the command, Gekkō's zanpakutō was engulfed by a strong silver light while Gekkō was being illuminated by the light. The light faded, and now Gekkō's released zanpakutō was revealed. Now being that of a large scythe with a light blue hue to it. The blade was long and curved, coming off the tip of the snaith at its heel. The snaith itself looked to be made out of wood, and it had two grips protruding from opposite ends that resembled whittled branches.

He looked upon Mukei as his blade began to radiated with that strong silver light once more. Then, he used Flash Step one more tome to appear within Mukei's hurtless zone. His scythe resting on his shoulder. "Unfortunately for you, I've fought against another Kuchiki by the name of Byakuya. I've seen this so many times that a counter strategy and the awareness of the hurtless area are virtually hardwired into my head." He explained as he lifted his blade, and swung down upon Mukei.

However, the blade only met gravel, as Gekkō used a Bakudō to protect both him and Mukei in case the kid had any suicidal thoughts in mind. However, this wasn't the true eye catcher. What was, was that in good fellowship, Gekkō extended his hand towards Mukei, aiming to help him up.

In such a situation, Mukei had no room to refuse the offer. His mind was shaken up to the point where simply seeing Gekkō's face almost brought him to tears. It's weaknesses and strengths were no where close to that of this man, and he seemed to have a long way to go before even attempting to fight the Shiroyasha. "I couldn't land a hit...I couldn't win at all..." Curling his fingers around the hilt of his blade, he simply lowered his head in surrender.

"Don't look so down, Mukei. All you did was lose a single battle. You still have your life, and that is all that matters, is it not? The worst that come out of this, is that you embarrassed yourself." Digging his fingers into his young disciple's shoulder, Kodokuna quickly flashed into the area. His eyes were highlight with sympathy as he smiled toward the two combatants. "As you see, I have yet to teach him how to effectively use his abilities. He insisted on me teaching them how they work before how to actual use them at full power."

Lowering his head even further, Mukei released a whimper. It was clear what Kodokuna was trying to tell him, since he always seemed to make fun of him when he embarrassed himself. "I...don't know what your talking about...." Raising his head up as he released Gekkō's hand and stepped back, his glance drifted toward Misora. "Trying to steal other people's women is wrong." Swiping him across the head the moment he noticed his gaze shifting, Kodokuna barked out in anger.

Misora flashed herself to the battlefield with a smile on her face. "Don't worry, boys. No offense to Kodokuna, but my heart has already been taken by this man." She wrapped her arms around Gekkō's left arm while he blushed.

"Anyway," He whispered. "Your father is right. There's no need in sulking. You have your whole life ahead of you and a lot of potential. Who knows? Maybe some day you could surpass the Shiroyasha." He stated, trying to help the younger man in terms of self esteem.

"Encouraging me with false words isn't going to help. I hoped to drag this battle out to see how far I had come...but I failed in even making my opponent serious." Curling his hand his Senki, Mukei released a sigh and placed a hand on Gekkō's shoulder. "I don't want to act like some cliche user and say that I'm going to beat you next time, but I think I may stand a chance next time around. I've already figured out where I went wrong."

"Where you went wrong? You mean when you started fighting?" A voice came from above, revealing a grinning Yorokobi falling from the sky.

He landed directly between Gekkō and Mukei, drawing a confused look from the former. His serene spiritual energy caused a soothing breeze to sweep across the field. He straightened up as he began to analyze the entire battle from start to finish. He crossed his arms over his chest before he smiled at the Minus.

"Listen," He said, sounding more like a mentor than anything else. "What you did wrong in this battle was that you where far to tenacious. Meaning that you where headstrong." He indicated Gekkō with his thumb. "Gekko is a patient fighter. He lies in wait as his enemies make all the moves and discerns their strengths and weaknesses."

One of Gekkō's eyebrows shot north. To tell the truth, he was a little frightened by Yorokobi's perception. He truly didn't think he was that wise. "Wow, that's impressive."

Yorokobi feigned hurt as he folded his hands over his heart. "Aw, what Gekkō? You thought I was just a pretty face? I'll have you know I've got some brains too."

Misora scoffed at them both. "I swear, sometimes I think you guys are the ones going out and I'm the third seat." Gekkō shuddered, "No thanks. My butt hurts bad enough when I have to crap, I cant's and don'y want to imagine how bad it would feel to have-"

Yorokobi interrupted with a yelp. "Oh, no! I do not want to picture that! I've think we've figured out exactly what kind of spirits we have. Now, can we please get back to the prior topic? It would really be appreciated."

Gekkō folded his arms across the back of his head. "Hey, don't ask me. Misora's the one who brought it up." They both stared at her blankly. She blushed before she waved a dismissive hand towards them. "Hey, it was only a joke, Gekkō's the one who went into specifics." She said, defending herself.

Then, the tide of stares turned on Gekkō. "Oh come on. I'm not like that." He turned to Misora. "I've given you numerous, and personal testimonies backing that up."

She blushed again.

Yorokobi sighed. "Boy, I love people. And that kids, hopefully ends our little comedy session. Back to you, Carson."

Finding it hard to keep a straight face as he listened to the conversation between the three friends, Mukei started to speak. "Each individual has a way of approaching things. I attack straight off the bat because that is the kind of person I am. My style works for me, and only me. I acknowledged where I messed up the instant he had the oppertunity to deliver the final blow." Swinging his Senki back and forth as he pointed at it's blade, he continued speaking. "You see my Senki is the combination of two clans. Gekkō was able to figure out one of them by comparing the technique to Byakuya Kuchiki. It possesses a similar appearance and ability to Senbonzakure, you see. The Hurtless Area is roughly the same size as Byakuya's, but slightly harder to bypass. People who think they can seal the fight after knowing it's ability, are those who are truely in trouble."

Stepping backwards after drawing the attention of the three friends, Mukei dispersed his Senki into a burst of flames again. "My Hurtless Area is 85 centimeters. When you get within it, the only choice I have is a suicidal attack, correct? Wrong! If I had acknowledge my possibilities before Gekkō attack, I could have simply used flash step to exit my Hurtless Area from above. This would leave me to attack Gekkō at full force, drawing all of my flames toward his body with the intent to reduce him to ash."

"I'm somewhat surprise you realized that in such a short time." Placing his hand onto the Minus's shoulder, Kodokuna smiled. "That is not all that I got out of it. I fight using the flames without considering the actual use of a sword. A sword is meant to cut, so I should be using it to do so. If I took the time to draw back in my shards and envelope the entire sword in fire, I could have easily dwarfed a large portion of the Rukongai by firing the shards in the form of a wave at Gekkō." Nudging Kodokuna off him, Mukei smirked triumphantly.

"If I wanted to end this battle with my strongest technique, I could have made Senki enter it's Bankai. From there I could have easily gathered them into a single point. The amount of flame in that single area would have created a low point, in which air moves toward. In short, the result would be a vortex that would have drawn any technique fired at me directly toward it. That would leave us to nothing but solid close range." Looking toward Gekkō and his friends, Mukei smiled. "I learned a lot from that split second exchange~"

While Misora actually paid attention. Yorokobi and Gekkō had fallen asleep during the explanation, like sophomores in a boring chemistry class.

"Don't mind them, Mukei." She said as she indicated the two morons. "When those tow are together the start to influence each other. The final result is the attention span of a fruit fly." She began to walk towards the two. She then took hold of both their heads and smashed them against each other.

"OW!" The two yelped simultaneously as they grasped their heads in pain and curled into a fettle position on the floor. "What was that for?!" Gekkō yelled.

"Yeah," Yorokobi cosigned, still gripping his head. "What did we do to deserve that?" Misora sighed irritably. "You two egg heads had missed everything the kid was saying. He explained his entire Shikai to us and you two fell asleep."

Gekkō stood up with Yorokobi. "Yeah, I know. His blade is the combination of two clans. He can control fire and if he'd had taken me seriously from the start he probably would have burned my ass. If I had underestimated him that is." Gekkō stopped grasping his head and stared at the boy and his father. "You're one interesting little dude. And when I said that you could surpass the Shiroyasha, I wasn't lying."

Yorokobi yawned while stretching. "Well, my nap was ruined. What where we talking about?" He asked, with a blank stare on his face.

Gekkō gave him a droll stare. "Welcome back, Yorokobi." He retorted.

Narrowing his eyes out of irritation, Mukei attempted to look past the fact they fell asleep during his explanation, but continued speaking. "My abilities aren't just limited to the manipulation of flames through my zanpakutō. I am a member of the Tsuki Clan, so I greatly excel in Kidō." Drawing the shards of his Senki back into the handle of the blade, Mukei sheathed his sword. "I'm not a heavy thinker, so all the abilities I can come up with are Kidō based. I'm not doing my Zanpakutō any good as an idiot."

"Ah, everyone has something the could tweak." Gekkō said silently as he lifted his zanpakutō and stared at his own reflection. Misora fell silent. Yorokobi looked at Gekkō with understanding before he spoke again.

"The power of two clans, huh? That's pretty cool. I excel at Kidō aswell. So does my brother. Gekkō, ironically, excels a using his zanpakutō. Misora excels at Hakuda. Which, in combination with her short temper reveals why I'm so afraid of her."

Misora steped forward and knife handed one of Yorokobi's pressure points. Putting him to sleep in one fell swoop. She looked at his unconscious body with admiration. "I've got to remember that one." She said.

Gekkō sealed his zanpakutō. "Well, that was kind of rude. Funny as hell. But rude." He smirked at Misora. She whirled on him, only to find him behind Mukei and Kodokuna. "Try and kick my ass now!" He leaned in to whisper to Kodokuna, "You'll protect me from my girlfriend's wrath right?"

As a man of seriousness, Kodokuna reached for his Onitaberu. "I do not naturally fight women, but when I do...." Unsheathing the blade in a single swift motion, he revealed them to be flowers and handed them to her. "I make sure to kill them with kindness...." Bowing his head he grasped Mukei by the arm and quickly flashed away from Gekkō. "I will not participate in a lover's quarrel."

Laughing out loud at Yorokobi being taken out with a single strike, Mukei reached into his pocket and pulled out a marker. Running his tongue from one corner of his mouth to the other, he ran forward and began to draw on the latter's face. "That reminds me. That technique you called Harudōga Mūshō. what exactly does it do?"

Gekkō sighed a breath of relief. He actually thought that Kodokuna was going to fight his girlfriend. He looked on at Misora gawking at the flowers Kodokuna had given her. Reliezing that this could be his last few minutes alive, he flashed towards Mukei and began his explanation. "Well, in a nutshell the Harudōga draws in dark and malicious spiritual energy from the atmosphere and infuses it with my zanpakutō. It's pretty much the Getsuga Tenshō's arch nemesis. That's why they always cancel each other out. The Getsuga was crafted for protection. The Harudōga, for destruction."

Before another breath could be drawn. Yorokobi awoke with a horrifying scream. He shot up, clenching his face while looking into a mirror. God knows Gekkō didn't have any clue where he got it from. "My face! My beautiful face! Who could have done such a horrible thing?! Who!?"

Gekkō laughed at his friend's overreaction. However, his joy was cut short as he saw Misora approaching them. He gulped comically, expecting his girlfriend to proceed to beat the living snot out of him. What she did next shocked him. She wrapped her arms around him and kissed him. She pulled back with a smile. "Don't think I didn't see you." She said.

"See me what?" Gekkō asked, confused. She smiled at him, "I saw you turn dead serious when Kodokuna grabbed his zanpakutō. You where about to take him on weren't you?"

"Hell, yeah." Gekkō proclaimed. "No one touches my gal."

Kodokuna turned his head, overhearing the conversation between Misora and Gekkō. "I didn't reach for my Zanpakutō...I never reach for my Zanpakutō." Turning to face them, Kodokuna raised up his sleeve and revealed three blades. "I use three swords. Onitaberu, Makari, and Sesshōmaru. Sesshōmaru is my Zanpakutō, the other two possess completely different abilities, and are in no way as powerful as my Zanpakutō." Shutting his eyes, he unsheathed his Makari, and pointed it at Gekkō.

"If you wish to fight me, I do not mind. I do not fight like my son. I will not go easy on you..." Opening only a single eye, he twirled the blade at blinding speed between his fingers. The pentagonal shaped tip bluring around within the vision of all who stood around him. "After seeing and hearing about the Harudōga Mūshō, I have wanted to face you in a quick exchange."

Raising his eyebrow the instant Kodokuna raised his blade, Mukei stood up and placed his hand on his father's arm. Shaking his head, he narrowed his eyes and began to whisper. "This isn't the time to try out your Cero Oscuras or Mūnhasai..." Pushing his father's hand down he stepped back and smiled to what he believed to be his new friend, Gekkō. "Thank you for that bit of information. With that, I will create my own technique~"

Gekkō all but completely disregarded Mukei as he grabbed onto the hilt of his own zanpakutō. "Now''s not the time for challenges, Okami. My Asakura blood is starting to run to my head. Combine that with the natural adrenaline of battle, and you've got yourself someone who's ready to fight." ''

Misora stood between Gekkō as Mukei lowered his father's blade. "Alright, enough. I think we've ha our fair share of fighting for the day."

Yorokobi nodded in agreement. "Yeah," He said, before he whirled around and unsheathed his own zanpakutō, pointing it directly at Kodokuna. "After all. You and Mukei have already had your fun. How about you let me go against Kodkuna?"

Gekkō and Misora where surprised. No, shocked. Kodokuna must have really peaked Yorokobi's interest if someone like him wanted to fight. Gekkō straightened up as Misora stepped back. "Go for it. But remember, this is a guy who doesn't beleive in holding back. So don't screw around with him." Gekkō warned.

Yorokobi didn't say anything. Instead, he exerted a powerful amount of spiritual pressure to assure both his friends that he would not be holding back. "So, how about it? Wolf."

Joy against Silence: Their Battle begins....
Subsequently around the same time Yorokobi bestowed his blade upon Kodokuna's pride as a warrior, the silver haired man stepped forward. "I accept your challange, but I will treat you how you act, as a child." Fully drawing his Onitaberu, he began to endow it in a crimson colored energy as he stepped back and positioned it just above the scabbard it came out of. "I do not fight with physical strength, so I will not lie and say I am not trying. I focus purely on mental combat, stiking according to my own statistics and visualizing methods. In other words, this battle has already been played out in my head." Swinging the blade forward he quickly flashed from sight, leaving a burst of crimson energy flying toward Yorokobi.

"A blade endowed with fear is the blade of a naive warrior. Remember this Mukei." Reappearing just above his opponent, Yorokobi, Kodokuna again raised his blade. Coating his entire body in the crimson energy he had just fired at the latter, he began to curl his fingers tightly around Onitaberu's handle. "Begon...with the hatred of a thousand hollows..." Bringing the sword down with all of his physical might, he sent a torrent of crimson energy down at red haired male. "Cero..." He muttered as he shut his eyes, releasing a thin layer of spiritual energy.

Yorokobi smirked. He launched himself back using Shunpo, allowing the crimson energies to collide into each other. The result was a massive explosion that obscured Kodokuna from Yorokobi's line of sight. "Not a problem." He stated, his signature smirk still plastered onto his face. Sheathing his zanpakutō back into its scabbard, Yorokobi quietly muttered a phrase. "Bend; Ten No." He stated.

Then, he unleashed a Iadō based Ken'natsu fro his released blade. The extremely focused current of wind slashed through the dust created by Kodokuna's collided energies. The razor wind would cut Kodokuna in half and leave Mukei fatherless if it made impact. But, Yorokobi knew this was nothing the silver-haired Wolf couldn't handle.

"As Mukei stated earlier. Swords are made for cutting. You should directly use your sword if you wish to cut something in half..." Speaking with an annoyed tone, Kodokuna simply stuck his hand out and bestowed his crimson spiritual energy upon the blade of wind that soon collided with his hand. Clenching his fingers around the translucent burst-like technique, Kodokuna quickly dispersed it along with his cirmson energy. "You are the best amongst these three with a sword, are you not? Sad." Swiping his hand to the side, he released another burst of crimson energy toward the Rukongai buildings, disappearing amongst the mass of houses.

"Did that movement look meaningless to you?" Kodokuna spoke out as his body quickly flashed from sight, returned to his original position in front of Yorokobi. "I don't think you are entitled to the ability to go about this half ass. If you screw up even once, one of my attacks could end you." Sheathing his blade for a moment, Kodokuna raised his hand and lunged froward. Swiping his entire forearm downard, he cent a sphere of red crimsion energy toward Yorokobi. "Bala...." He muttered.

Yorokobi's smirk twitched a bit a that remark. "Buddy, you haven't even brushed the surface of what I can do with my sword," He proclaimed. With one swift movement of his sword, Yorokobi sliced the Bala in half. The crimson energy soared passed him before slamming into a rock formation behind him. A massive explosion was the result of the collision.

Then, Yorokobi intercepted Kodokuna. Raising his blade in one swift arc, Yorokobi sliced Kodokuna's wrist of which he held his sword. "Now, I'll show you how to use spiritual energy." He stated. He began to summon a large amount of static electricty into his index finger. He jabbed to the lightning-coated limb into Kodokua's forehead and muttured: "Byakurai." Afterwards, a bright concentrated lightning bolt shot forth from Yorokobi's person.

Subsequently around the same time that Yorokobi's sword made contact with Kodokuna's wrist, a loud cracking sound was heard as the latter prepared his Byakurai spell. "You are incredibly easy to prevoke..." Allowing for the grin on his face to branch from ear to ear, Kodokuna willingly received the Byakurai to the forehead. The result of the electricity coliding with his body caused an explosion in which engolfed the two combatants. "You however, are a hundred years to early to get the best of me with your pathetic tricks..."

Slowly emerging from the smoke, Kodokuna held Yorokobi's blade tight between his fingers. The crimson energy that was seeping from his body was similar to that of an enraged hollow as he stepped forward. "Hueco Envidia..." He muttered as his right eye underwent and ocular shift, turning completely crimson in color. "I congratulate you on the power you possesses as a Shinigami. However, when you can make various trips to Hell and slaughter everything in your path, then come to me." Releasing his energy around him and Yorokobi, Kodokuna smiled and spoke one last time. "My body has been enhanced with Hollow power, and my skin has been coated in Hierro."

Digging his seemingly acidic fingers into Yorokobi's blade, Kodokuna unsheathed his Onitaberu with the opposit hand and drew it back. "I stopped your blade using Sangensui, an acidic Kido that I created." Swinging his Onitaberu froward he released a close range Gran Rey Cero, capable of blowing Yorokobi back into the mass of buildings that occupied the Rukongai. "With my fingers buried this deep into your sword's blade, you would have to let go of your weapon to dodge!" Kodokuna's words echoed as the cero went off, creating an extremely large burst of spiritual energy that dwarfed most of the current Rukongai district.

"Oh, boy." Yorokobi said blankely as the Cero closed in around him. This would surely be the end. But...

Using Ten No's ability to actually crush the space that the Cero had occupied, Yorokobi crushed the Gran Rey Cero into oblivion. Then, shoving his hand into Kodokuna's face, Yorokobi's hand began to o form a powerful crimson red orb within the palm of his hand. "Shakkahō." The red fire cannon was fired directly into Kodokuna's face.

With whatever bit of Hueco Envidia that Kodokuna still possessed, he converted the Shakkahō into nothing but a blunt explosion as he released his crimson energy once again. "Interesting, I didn't expect you to use such a tactic. However, I have this covered." Spinning on the heel of his back leg, Kodokuna swiped his hand bacwkard and released Yorokobi's blade. Disappearing in an instant, he appeared over the latter and raised his Onitaberu. "In the end, the smartest combatant always wins, does he not?"

At the end of Kodokuna's words, an explosion of crimson energy occured off in the distance, occupying a large amount of the Rukongai district. "Have you ever tried to maintain a single ability while fighting with various others? It takes a lot of concentration..." Shutting his eyes as he lowered his Onitaberu, Kodokuna released a slight chuckle. "From the begining you used the ability of your Zanpakutō, but I have yet to draw mine."

Unsheathing his Makari, Kodokuna released a wicked amount of corrosive spiritual energy around his body. "I refuse to draw it, as it is made for killing, and I do not want to kill you." Bringing both Onitaberu and Makari down in unison, Kodokuna released a burst of crimson energy with a translucent purple hue. "Cero...Metralleta" Constantly swinging his blade at an incredibly fast speed, he propelled six poisonous ceros toward Yorokobi.

"I have taken the time to think about your Zanpakutō's ability. The only person I can compare it to is Hikari Raiotto, who uses the color white to transport himself and other objects to different areas. Seeing as he is a fullbring user and you are a Shinigami, your power is probably more complex then that. Though, if I can draw it out one more time, I can disect and destroy it."

"Well, I don't know who light is but..." Yorokobi used Shunpo to flash out of the way of the straightforward attacks. "Those attacks are horribly erratic and straight forward. You're going to have to do better than that."

Yorokobi flipped over Kodokuna using another Shunpo. He then placed the palms of his hands down on the ground, red smoke bursted forth from the point of contact, swiftly engulfing the surrounding area and briefly obscuring Yorokobi's movements within the smoke. "Bakudō # 21. Sekienton!" He yelled.

But he wasn't done yet. Using yet another Kidō, Yorokobi raised his right palm and then clenched it tight. "Bakudō #63. Sajō Sabaku!" Then, yellow energy, taking a form of very thick rope, ensnared Kodokuna. Yorokobi smirked as he prepared another Kidō. "You said that I've only been using my zanpakutō in this fight. You're wrong. In fact, I've only been using Zanjutsu and Kidō. I only used my zan's special ability one time. And after this, it will be the final time in this battle." He proclaimed. Soon after the words left from his mouth, Yorokobi began to generate blue spiritual energy into his blade, he used flash step to appear directly before Kodokuna. "Hadō #73. Sōren Sōkatsui!" He yelled, slamming his blade which was imbued with immense, yet concentrated white-hot spirit energy upon Kodokuna.

"Coming it of any battle unshaved is virtually impossible. When you present yourself to your opponent, you are already stuck by their determination to win." Gritting his teeth and shutting his eyes, Kodokuna activated Hueco Envidia and received the Kidō head on. Using his Hierro to cushion and dull a majority of then blast's destructive power, he released a groan. "My plan backfired when you started using cheap tricks."

Swiping his hand to the side, Kodouna released the yellow strands of spiritual energy from his body. "That will be my only mistake...." Drawing his hand up he pointed it forward and created a light green sphere of energy. Vanishing from sight, leaving nothing but tiny little droplets of blood behind, Kodkuna continued his assault. "Even I have so much I can take, holding back is no longer and option.

Refusing to draw his Zanoakutō, Kodokuna appeared above Yorokobi and released a burst of free spiritual energy in the form of a whip-like thread. Curling it around Yorokobi's person, he mimicked the restraint Kidō the latter had just used. "Everybody knows when swinging your sword, using two hands helps improve the cutting power. I have yet to even swing my sword directly at you..."

Flashing in toward his opponent, Kodokuna drew back both his arms. The strength he possessed was one he rarely showed during battle, seeing as he gave up his spiritual pressure in a similar way to, to gain strength. "Teleport, Warp, Distort. Use any shitty ability you like, Inwill not allow for you to win this battle."

Brining the sword down with all his might Kodokuna shouted. "Ryōdan!" Creating a kenatsu the color f his Crimson hollow energy, he aimed to completely sever Yorokobi in two. However, due to this not being a fight to the death, if he so much as came close to killing him, the trajectory of the swing would be altered to slice through the remaining bit of the current Rukongai district.

Then, Yorokobi realized something. You traded all of your Shinigami reiryoku for brute strength, while using your Hollow powers for spiritual attacks such as Bala and Cero. Hm, Interesting." Yorokob analyzed. The swirling restriction energy closed in around Yorokobi. He slashed the energy into tiny fragments with such grace and speed he doubted anyone other than Kodokuna had seen it.

Then he summoned a El Escudo to shield him from Kodokuna's Ryōdan. "My turn." He retorted. With Kodokuna's momentum halted, the El Escudo shattered into tiny fragments, and Yorokobi brought his blade down upon Kodokuna's chest at almost instantaneous speeds. Normally, he would've endowed his blade with spiritual energy in order to do some real damage to his foes. However, considering they where only rivals, he decided against it.

Standing by, watching Yorokobi and Kodokuna face off, Mukei's rage continued to grow. The strikes exchanged between the two could easily end another beings life if they put any killing intent behind it. "Stop already..." He muttered as he placed his hand on his Senki and stepped forward. "That....is...enough..."

Receiving the slash directly across his chest, Kodokuna flashed backwards. "Within Order is opposition. Opposition is madness. With madness is discord. Those who protect Order protect the Madness. The coils that suspend discord suspends justice! Shi No Sekiryoku!" Throwing his hands forward with all his might, Kodokuna shot forward a reflective shield in the shape of a skull.

"Cero Metralleta!!" Staining his voice as he attempted to maintain his balance all while flashing farther away from Yorokobi, Kodokuna activated his trump card. The crimson energy that created an unexplained explosion far behind Yorokobi, in a now destroyed district of the Rukongai, turned into tiny little cero and shot forward, directly at the back of Yorokobi.

Yorokobi flashed out of the way of the two Ceros that collided with one one another, the crimson energy that came from behind took Yorokobi by surprise. But only for a second. Flashing towards Kodokuna, Yorokobi leaped of the barrier that was set in place. With Kodokuna further widening the gap between them, Yorokobi could only think of one thing he could do.

"All of these Kidō are starting to take a toll on my spiritual reserves. Although, not enough to make a difference, but enough for me to notice a fluctuation in my powers." He silently said to himself, as he prepared another Kidō. And hopefully his last. Although the Kidōs where affective, he didn't need his energy to further deplete any longer.

Yorokobi flung his arms to the side, holding his palms away from themselves. He then and clasped his hands together, with his fingers intertwined intricately. "Bakudō #99, Part 1. Kin." Yorokobi called forth. Suddenly, both spiritual fabric and iron shafts sprung from under Kodokuna. The Bakudō tied Kodokuna's arms onto his back in addition to wrapping the spiritual fabric around his entire body, and continued to pin Kodokuna, with the spiritual fabric stacked to the ground around him, along with several iron shafts in an "X" shape. The Kidō would slam Kodokuna into the gravel if he didn't pull anymore tricks out of his sleeve.

"Within order is opposition. Opposition is madness. Within madness is discord. He who protects order protects the madness. The coils that suspend discord yield justice. Shi No Sekiryoku" Shouting at the top of his lungs, Kodokuna made himself heard. The amount of power held deep within his body sprung free as the Kidō spell made it's attempt to restrain him. "Fall into madness!" As his final words were uttered, Kodokuna's entire body was flung into the Rukongai's gravel, a burst of crimson energy coating the Kidō as everything came to a halt.

With the roaring and rippling sound of a hundred Hollows, the spheres of crimson energy that had previously been fired at Yorokobi, finally managed to come in contact with the first Shi No Sekiryoku, and was pushed forward toward Yorokobi. However, with the last incantation spoken by Kodokuna, another Shi no Sekiryoku was hidden on Yorokobi's body. Around the time the Cero would make contact with him, they were repelled back into the previous barrier, and then shot high up into the air. Being as they were, they branched off into multiple spheres of crimson energy, and struck down at Kodokuna's new restraint like missiles.

"Hanto! Sesshōmaru!" Deep within the smoke generated from the immense explosions, Kodokuna emerged. Full of both anger and irritation, he lunged forward and quickly vanished from sight. The speed and force in which he moved was enough to completely disperse the smoke generated from the Cero coming in contact with the gravel, leaving a large crater behind. "Mūnhasai!" In a matter of seconds, with fury in his eyes, Kodokuna flashed in front of Yorokobi and swung his blade.

"I am tired of this battle of spiritual energy! I clearly have you beat as a Hollow's power is near limitless! Let us finish this as true Shinigami!" The negative energy bestowed upon his blade was as corrosive as the deadliest poison. If it so much as came in contact with a part of Yorokobi's body or blade, it would cleanly and easily cleave it in two.

"You say you're tired of spiritual energy based battles, huh?" Yorokobi said as he dodged elegantly to the side. The corrosive poison scalded his cheek and burned the front of his haori. When he finished his movement, he could feel the heat from the poison on his cheek burning feverishly. "Damn," He swore, "I'm glad I didn't take that head-on. I would have been killed for sure."

Gekkō and Misora both stepped forward simultaneously, ready o interfere in the battle proceeded to far. Yorokobi waved them away. This was his fight. Whether it be to the death or not. No one would interfere. "Geez, dude. I thought this was only a friendly fight. You're really trying to kill me aren't you?" He said, his body starting to exert an immense amount of spiritual energy. The cool breeze returned as the grassy plains of their battlefield began to wave to a fro. Somewhere in the eyes of Kodokuna, Yorokobi could see the intent to end this fight. Whether it was a permanent end the wolf had envisioned he didn't know.

To defend against the corrosive energies of Kodokuna's zanpakutō, Yorokobi used his Kidō prowess the imbue and cover his blade with the spiritual components of a powerful Bakudō spell. He positioned himself into a battle stance, holding his sword to where it pointed directly at Kodokuna. "Since you're tired of a battle of spiritual energies, from here on out we'll only use Zanjutsu, Hakuda, and Hohō. Only physical abilities, no spiritual ones. Alright?" Yorokobi explained, his spiritual energy depleting with the breeze soon following.

Landing perfectly flat on the ground, Kodokuna looked deep into the eyes of Yorokobi. "I expected to catch you off guard with that out burst of rage. You seem to be more calm and collected then I originally thought..." Sheathing his Zanpakutō, Kodokuna shut his eyes and lowered his head. "I am ashamed to have stooped to such a low level method to try and disgruntle your senses. The only way I can repay you is following through with my wish, a straight forward clash." Placing his left hand onto the hilt of his Onitaberu, and his right on the hilt of his Makari, Kodokuna lunged forward.

Yorokobi met him half way. He could hear the metal of Kodokuna's blades sliding against their respective sheaths. Hear the wind howling his his ear. Feel his adrenaline coursing at hyper speeds through his veins. He clashed with his opponent. A sonic boom rippled and roared as a result of the two forces of nature colliding with each other. Yorokobi twirled his blade to where their weapons would untangle from each other. He then whirled around, switching his blade from one hand to the other. He swung with a great amount of force towards Kodokuna's shoulder.

Completely removing his Makari, sheath and all, Kodokuna released it into the swinging blade of his opponent. Leaving the sheath to be pierced by the force of the swing, and the blade itself to receive the blunt force of the strike, Kodokuna vanished from sight. However, instead of using Hohō, he simply ducked to the other side of Yorokobi's blade. Unsheathing his own, blade he tucked his sword in tight and muttered "Shadō Shō (Vanishing Shadow)". Raising his blade upward only moments after coming to a complete halt next to Yorokobi, up against his shoulder, Kodokuna swung the second blade in his possession. "Ji Sutoraiku (Self Strike)" Curving around with all his might, he aimed for the hand Yorokobi was using to hold his sword, mimicing the same slashing motion as Yorokobi.

Kodokuna cut Yorokobi's wrist, albeit it was a shallow wound. He hissed at the sharp pain that ran all the way up his hand. Trying not to concentrate on that now, Yorokobi continued to spin using the momentum he had already put into place. He then whirled in a 180 degree angle, and propelled his foot directly into the chest of Kodokuna.

Slowly being sent backwards, Kodokuna swiped his hand to the side, pulling his Makari out of it's sheath while sliding away from Yorokobi. "Shōtobaundo (Short Hop)" Planting his feet firmly, and then leaping forward in a crab-leg stance, Kodokuna clicked his heels in mid air. This forced his jump to accelerate, and sent him back into his close range position of Yorokobi, whom at the time would still have his leg raised from the kicking motion. Throwing his Makari up into Yorokobi's view, he allowed for the blade to spin, cutting of Yorokobi's vision of everything beyond it. "Hebi ni Kama (Snake Bite)" Taking his Onitaberu, Kodokuna shot it forward and spun it in the same motion, hoping to pierce the back of Yorokobi's thigh with a throw-able thrust.

The slash connected and cut into Yorokobi's leg. He silently cursed the pain of the blade being within his leg. However, it would take a lot more than that to defeat him. Swing his leg around, with the blade still within it, Yorokobi snatched the sword out. His leg was covered in the blood form the sword swipe. But he didn't pay it any attention as he flashed within the vicinity of Yorokobi. He crossed the two blades and slashed upwards across Kodokuna's chest at such speeds the latter's mind wouldn't even register the attack until the move was finished.

Receiving the slice directly across his chest, Kodokuna flashed out of the picture as droplets of blood floated in his stead. "Rasenken (Spiral Blade)" With his Zanpakutō held tight within his hand, Kodokuna began to rush at Yorokobi from a distance. With the latter's hand and thigh weakened, the next exchange was Kodokuna's only hope of winning this fight. Using all the unworldly strength within his legs, Kodokuna shot across the gravel in the Rukongai like a bolt of lightning. Twisting his Zanpakutō as he thrusted it forward, he aimed to completely pierce through his opponent's shoulder, using all the accumulated force to send him spiraling with a blade wedged through his arm.

That final straight forward and erratic attack would prove to be Kodokuna's downfall.

With all the momentum Kodokuna put into his final attack, Yorokobi could easily step to the side and watch him comically crash into the boulder behind him. But now wasn't the time to be funny. Waiting until Kodokuna was within his vicinity. Yorokobi swayed underneath Kodokuna's sword strike. He could feel a few strands of his fair being severed by his enemy's blade. Once underneath, Yorokobi delivered a powerful punch towards Kodokuna's midsection. He was in no position to intercept, so he waited until the right moment to strike.

"Fight harder boy!" Receiving the punch directly in his midsection, Kodokuna was flung back backwards. His entire body was lifted off the ground as he floated in suspension above Yorokobi. The whites of his eyes were easy shown as the pain spread throughout all of his body. "..." Using his current disposition, Kodokuna drew back his fist and fired them forward. With no intention in actually striking Yorokobi, he used all of his strength to only collide with thin air. The explosive force generated from the punch even being executed sent a torrent of wind capable of the same affect toward Yorokobi.

Yorokboi felt the air pressure full-on. Letting out an oomph sound, he hit the ground so hard he actually created a tiny crater. "Holy crap," He gasped, ruble flowing upward from around his corpse. "That was a strong attack. I'm glad I wasn't hit with he actual thing." He said, flipping over onto his feet. He shot upwards from the crater deepening it. He open his palm, thrusting it with all his force, straight into Kodokuna's chest area. "Tesshō!" He proclaimed, hurtling his open palm strike into Kodokuna.

"Tsukiyubi!" In an effort to counter Yorokobi's Tesshō, Kodokuna placed to fingers into the striking palm of the red haired demon. "Raugh!" Pushing forward with all his might, he released an explosive force in which repelled the latter's hand away from his body. "Oni Dekopin!" Leaping forward with all his might, Kodokuna closed the gap between him and Yorokobi in an instant. Placing the knuckle of his index finger against his opponent's forehead, Kodokuna released a thump with devistating power, capable of sending the young shinigami into the ground. "Pick it up! Try harder! Come back from this and give it your all in the next shot!"

Yoyokobi stared at him blankly, "Okay." Using Shunpo to appear to Kodokuna's side, Yorokobi slashed Kodokuna's side. He then spun, using all the strength he had left in his left leg. He delivered a swift and destructive kick to Kodokuna's ribcage.

Subsequently around the same time the Yorokobi had swung his leg at Kodokuna, Mukei sprung into action. This fight had been going on long enough, and he was about tired of it. "That's enough you two..." Mukei spoke in a calm voice as he flung himself into the scene, throwing a punch downward toward Yorokobi's leg. However, as the punch got closer and closer to to him, it shifted course and collided with the gravel. The destructive power dwelling deep inside of Mukei's fist, generated an explosion so large that the two combatants were pushed back in an instant. "Tsuyo Shō...." Uttering the words around the same time his fist collided with the gravel, Mukei turned his head left and right to watch the two warriors being separated. "If you wish to continue...I don't mind being the opponent of both of you...." Seemingly shedding his old personally, he returned to an erect position as small hole created from his fist suddenly branched off into a giant rippling crater. The bits of spiritual energy that still lingered around his fist secreted off his body like steam as her turned and faced Gekkō, wondering if he had anything to say about the situation. "It's clear that your constant exchanges wouldn't normally put your lives in danger, but continuing to fight in a fatigued state will. We came to fight before the battle against Shiroyasha. If you refuse, I will demonstrate that technique again, but on your head."

Almost ignoring Mukei completely, Gekkō walked over to Yorokobi and Kodokuna. He held back a wince as he saw Kodokuna's bloodiness and the various bruises and scars thathe had seen on Yorokobi's body. "This has gone so far out of hand...." He muttered as the full revelation of what happened finally sunk in. This was suppose to be a battle to sharpen the skills and senses for a creature none of their enemies had even come close to. Not a bloodbath where the people they cared about would damn near kill each other. "Mukei is right. That's enough. You guys have taken this fight gone to far. Carying on with it is only going to end up killing both of you."

Yorokobi tried to stand. He winced at the soreness and pain that assailed him. When his adrenaline was running, he didn't realize just how far into the battle they went. "Jeez," He said, amazingly. "What happened?" He asked, still weary from the battle that had just consumed them both.

Misora flashed in beside Gekkō with a sheepish look on her face. "You two went bat-crap crazy on each other. It was like watching Godzilla fighting Kin Kong. Entertaining, though. Up until the point where blood was drawn. Then we formed an unspoken alliance and had to step in before you two killed each other." She said, before she crossed her arms over her chest and cocked her head. "You two really need to learn restraint."

Gekkō had to agree. "Seriously, guys. Give it up for the day. Don't let the exitment of battle cloud your better judgment. Your wills and your minds may be set into simply testing one another out, but your instincts have overrided that and now you're trying to kill each other." He glanced in Mukei's direction. "And I don't Mukei would be able to handle his father dying before his eyes any better than I could." Gekko explained, before idly placing his hands into his pockets.

Yorokobi had to sit down again. The adreniline had stopped flowing and he used large amounts of his spiritual energy to quickly. "Alright, we'll pick it up some other time." He said, smiling weakly. He stabbed his zanpakuto into the ground before it went back into its sealed state. "Maybe next time I won't get to battle driven." He said jockingly.

Gekko patted him on the back, "Ah, don't beat yourself up. Kodokun's already done that. It would be kinda repetitive."

Yorokobi playfully hit him in the leg while Misora laughed at them both.