GTFO!

[Saito]

Rain...Nice.

'Twas a rainy day in the confines of Seireitei. Most shinigami were running for cover or whipping out crickety umbrellas to protect themselves from the downpour. Some however didn't have a problem with the welcoming pitter patter of the storm. To some it was a soothing song, or a way to forget what was going on in their life at the moment. To Saito Hajime it was simply away to get away from silence. He hated how it consumed almost every situation but the constant pitter patter of the drops was music to his ears.

He sat in the field legs crossed his katana and wakizashi laid out in front of him doing, for the most part, nothing. His Shihakusho would be soiled if it didn't stop soon but at this point a little dry cleaning didn't hurt anybody. The darkened sky paraded over all who lived in Seireitei as the inhabitants went about there business.

[The_Monarch]

The rain had started pouring down, at first it was a nice and settled sprinkle of rain but soon it became intense as the downpour got heavier, it was at this point that some shinigami sheathed their zanpaktou and started making their way out of the training grounds. All except for one the silver haired menace, known as Kenji he stood under a tree leaning against the trees base, his arms cross over his chest and a small ember lighting up in front of his mouth. He would reach up and pull the cigarette from his mouth, letting the smoke escape between his lips "Ah..." would be all he would say as he closed his eyes enjoying the sound of the falling water around him. The trees top provided some protection from the rain, but a few drops managed to sneak their way through the gaps and fall either near him or on him but he didn't mind it one bit. Then he turned his attention to the now empty training grounds, or so he thought his eyes soon spotted the shinigami that sat under the rain, he stared at the man raising an eyebrow as he pushed off the tree. Standing there Kenji started to make his way to wards the shinigami, all the while enjoying his cigarette.

"You know this is a great way to catch a cold"he would say to the shinigami as he flicked the butt of his cigarette off to the side not bothering to stomp it out, seeing as the heavy downpour would take care of it. He stood there with his arms tucked away inside of his uniform now, and his sleeves hanging loosely at his side, being blown to the side and making a loud rustling sound with the gust of wind that suddenly blew into the training grounds. Nonetheless he stood there staring at the shinigami with a smirk on his face.

[Saito]

Everything was going as planned. It was a nice stillness as the man meditated not bothered by the random 'this and thats' of people strengthening themselves. As far as Saito knew he was all alone out here. No one would bother him and he had no one to bother. Wrong. He was deep in his thoughts, letting the rain shampoo through his wisps of purple hair, when a smart remark found its way into his ear. In truth he had no idea who it was but he kept his eyes closed and made no attempts to look at the man. Instead he retorted with a remark of his own.

[purple]"Maybe. So you thought it would be a good idea to follow? How intelligent."[/purple]

Saito still had no idea who it was even after hearing the voice but from what he could gather the pair seemed quite the douche bags. He awaited a respone.

[The_Monarch]

A chuckle escaped Kenji's lips as he heard the smartass remark coming from the man who sat before him, he closed his eyes momentarily as he felt the rain hit his body his silver usually spiked hair now soaked and pressed down against his face. Opening his eyes Kenji let out a sigh, "I guess you can say I am curious to see why you are sitting here. Everyone scatters and runs for cover, like cockaroaches startled by the sudden flash of a light, instead you sit here calmly. like me you just enjoy nature I figure...."he would pause for a moment as he walked around the man circling him his hands down at his side. But the whole time his hazel eyes on the odd shinigami, finally stopping once he had arrived at the original spot where he was standing. Looking down at the shinigami he couldn't help but smirk there was something about this man, that had gotten his attention for some reason he wanted to just draw his sword and cut this guy up.

Kenji then let out a sigh as he reached up for the sheath of his zanpaktou, "Alright guy I'm tired of standing around and exchanging words with you. We both know that we just want to get straight to business, so let's just get straight to the point shall we?"he asked as he kicked off the ground and jumped back making distance between him and the shinigami. Kenji let out another chuckle as he stared at the man, the sky above them was dark grey and the rain didn't seem to be slowing down one bit it was just a perfect scenario for a fight in Kenji's mind. "So get off your ass and let's do this already!" he yelled out as he reached for the hilt of his zanpaktou and swiftly drew it from the sheath holding the blade out in front of him as he took a ready stance. The rain pouring down on him and his zanpatkou's polished steel blade, "By the way, names Kenji!"he said introducing himself, he couldn't help but feel a feeling of excitement he was itching for a fight and this shinigami stood out from the rest. He just had a feeling that this would be on hell of a fight.

[Saito]

Why did it seem everyone in Seireitei was unnecessarily rude these days. Saito sat and allowed the man to say his piece and as expected, just like everyone else he wanted to fight. In truth Saito couldn't talk though he loved a good fight though he didn't want to show it.

With a heave and a sigh the man slowly made his way up water slowly dripping from his chin and random strands of hair. He picked up his wakizashi and katana as he straightened his back placing them in their proper place at his side. His left hand found a grip on his Katana, which at this point would be his main weapon. He wouldn't release in this battle. Saito then opened his eyes revealing azure orbs that probably couldn't even be clearly seen with the weather how it was. Carefully he eyed the man down making sure to note his appearance and his name. He seemed like one who would be a force in the future. This would be interesting.

[purple]"...Saito. Fifth Division."[/purple]

With that the purple haired shinigami would unsheathe his Katana making a horizontal motion to put the blade by his right shoulder. His muscles then tensed as he came forth closing the distance between him and his newly found opponent. Though it was raining his center of balance felt as if he was on solid ground and he would slash horizontally from right to left at his opponent. A simple expected start to a, hopefully, unexpected battle.

[The_Monarch]

His hazel eyes not once removed themselves from his opponent he watched his entire body in motion as he prepared himself for battle, he could see the azure eyes of the man locking his hazel eyes with them but not really being able to distinguish the color. But who cared? He was here to fight not to see his opponent eye color, finally the battle had began the man known as Saito began to cover the distance between them, and a rather quick pace as well. Kenji couldn't help but form a wide grin with his lips as his eyes widened with anticipation to see what attacked his opponent would throw at him, when he saw the horizontal slash coming at him he let out a loud cackle. "Thats it! Fuck man try harder damn it!" he would yell out in a frustration at the lack of creativity of his opponent, but fine if he wanted to play that way then he would Kenji brought his sword up to his side and answered his opponent horizontal slash with one of his own coming the opposite way.

But just as the blades where about to clash Kenji let the ace out of his sleeve, by using shunpo to vanish in a blur of speed he would use it to appear to the right of Saito. He was at an angle where Saito's sword was moving in the other direction away from Kenji, leaving the shinigamis back exposed "I TOLD YOU TO GET CREATIVE!" he yells out as he turned his body swinging his zanpaktou with one hand. Aiming to smash the bottom part of his zanpaktou hilt onto the back of Saito's head with full force thanks to his spinning momentum, if the hit connected without a flaw Kenji would follow up surely the blow would cause one of two things his opponent stumbling or falling face first and unconscious. Either way the blow to the back of the head would disorient Saito long enough for him to follow up his attack, and he would he would simply bring his zanpaktou the same motion using a horizontal slash of his own. Seeing as this was a spar, and Kenji was still concious somewhere in his screwed up head, he held back and took a step back to allow for only a portion of his blade to cut Saito, the result would be a deep gash but nothing deadly.

If all went well and his attacks landed, Kenji would stand with his zanpaktou at his side the steel blade dripping the drawn blood of his opponent, the wide grin still on his face as his hazel eyes looked over at Saito. "For someone who acted like such a big deal, your skills are shit!"he would say mocking his enemy as another low chuckle escaped his lips, he would let out a sigh scratching the side of his face. "So hurry it up and get ready to go again, I know that didn't kill you and it sure as hell shouldn't have hurt you to the point where you can't fight"though Kenji was talking a big game, in reality using shunpo the way he had had taken a good portion of his reiatsu he still had not gotten that technique down. But he was able to pull it off just barely, though he would have to be carefull on his use of the technique less he would want to waste of his reiatsu and drain himself of any stanima.

[Saito]

It seemed like this would be a nice little zanjutsu sparring match. Metal on metall collid - wait, no. His opponent dissipated into nothingness; Shunpo. Saito's swing awkwardly stopped as he noticed nothing was hit, and no clash was made. The Purple Katana started all of his spars the same in order to test his opponents seriousness he was glad he'd found someone who didn't like to 'beat around the bush'. Now all Saito could see was the view in front of him. Usually he could hear the sounds of movement if he was fully concentrated but even so the continuous pitter patter of the wet droplets masked anything but intentional vibrations. This guy wasn't one of the amateurs he was used to facing and Saito would respectfully amp up the tempo.

As the yell of the man echoed and his hilt came down he would know the feeling of nothingness Saito had just faced. The purple haired shinigami used a shunpo of his own to simply go forth into the area he knew was safe. Saito would be looking at the other young shinigami his Katana dripping with the waters of the rain. He wanted to keep this a zanjutsu battle as long as he could he had no interest in anything else at this point in his training.

[purple]"Actually you never said anything about creativity."[/purple]

Saito would then wait for his opponent to start the next phase of attack. The consistency of the rain made the battle a lot more intense than it really was although this man didn't seem to care for the trivial senses of 'intensity' and 'good battles' he only focused on dismantling his opponent. Weird...Cool, but weird.

[The_Monarch]

His zanpaktou was going for its target but just as he was about to strike the man he felt nothing but air, Kenji stopped his swing stretching out his arm as he held the zanpaktou at his side, the pouring rain hitting down hard on him and his weapon. His clothing soaked and strands of his hair dripping droplets of water, he turned to see the man once again locking eyes with his opponent he couldn't help but smirk as his shoulders moved up and down with his chuckle. "Well at least you're quick on your feet...." he would pause as his smirk slowly faded and he gave hi opponent a serious and cold look he raised his zanpaktou up resting the blunt end of it on his shoulder, Kenji tapped his own shoulder with the blade a few times before letting out a low sigh. Lowering his head he flashbacked to the event that had just taken place, every instant frame by frame replaying in his mind he opened his eyes as he rose his head looking over at Saito. "You bastard....this is a battle among shinigami, this is a battle between warriors! So don't you dare hold back! I was wide open for a counter attack and you didn't take it!"he yelled out angrily as he swung his zanpaktou in the air holding down at his side again, this time his reiatsu became slightly more visible creating a layer around his body.

The steady flow of reiatsu was slowly rising up to wards the sky, Kenji grinned "I am going to make you regret making such a stupid mistake!" he said as he kicked off the ground and charged at Saito. He would hold his zanpaktou at his side, bringing it up similar to a spear but holding it by the hilt when he was close enough he thrust the zanpaktou forward at Saito aiming to pierce his chest as close to the center as he could get. But all the while his flowing reiatsu would mask his true intentions which was the kidou he was preparing, at the tip of his left index finger he had gathered reiatsu, the flashy show of reiatsu around Kenji was to throw off Saito's senses by creating a much larger mass of reiatsu to take his focus away from the prepared kidou he was about to unleash on him.

[Saito]

It would seem the man was taking this battle a little more seriously than Saito intended him to. This was only a sparring match and as such the purple haired shinigami had no intentions of going for a 'win' or whatever warriors called it. His opponent began releasing reiatsu as the air pressure seemed to harden. Fantastic. Another potential eleventh division front liner. Saito readied himself, his blade vertical in front of him, as the man came charging much like he did earlier.

A thrusting motion was thrown toward him and Saito would act quickly thinking this was still a zanjutsu battle. Maybe Kenji would end up ending it earlier than expected. As the thrust came in toward Saito he pivoted back his right foot while using his Katana to push the blade to the mans left, away from him. His right hand would, if everything went well going to his left. Saito would then throw a short kick toward the mans now open back.

[The_Monarch]

His zanpaktou dashed across the air as it went for its target, Kenji's firm hand guiding the zanpaktou's steel blade to pierce Saito's chest but suddenly the shinigami avoided a grin crept onto Kenji's face as his zanpaktou was pushed and guided away. He stumbled, and then was kicked on the back the force of the kick knocked him over, as he fell though Kenji spun around until facing Saito"Hadou number four! Byakurai!" he would call out as he aimed his finger at Saito, the reiatsu at the tip of his finger firing off in the form of a blue bolt. The shot was sloppy and not properly aimed, it was really a shot in the dark the bolt would fly off and if it hit, would do so in piercing Saito's left shoulder it was not a fatal wound but first blood nonetheless. Kenji fell onto the ground with a low thud, and low splah he chuckled as he was quick to rolled back over his shoulder and land on one knee.

The silver haired shinigami pushed himself to his feet holding his zanpaktou at his side, feeling the weight of the mud on the back of his uniform now, nonetheless he stood holding his zanpaktou out at his side. "I told you I would make you regret making such a stupid decision, you should've ended this battle before I got warmed up. Now you have no hope of defeating me, Kenji member of the the Ninth Squadron!"he yelled out proudly as he let his reiatsu flare and burst around him, as it rose up wards in a violent manner. But soon settled around him, slowly fading from view the young shinigami stared at Saito waiting to see what would happen next giving him the opening for the third round to start.

[Saito]

Saito had gotten off his attack and destabilized the mans center throwing him to the ground. However somehow in all of this the man was able to regain himself while falling, and turn around unleashing the Byakurai with spell name and number included all before hitting the ground. Nice. Saito stood as a blaze of blue flew past his face ripping the top of his shoulder up. His shihakusho was ruined and blood seeped from his shoulder. Annoying.

The man backed up cringing as he grabbed his shoulder for a second or so before regaining himself. In one motion he ripped off the now destroyed sleeve throwing it to the ground. He still had use of his sword arm and though he could feel pain his adrenaline was rising every second. Afterward the man would say a few words of which Saito would pay no attention. As he did this another glint of steel would show its face on the battle field. Saito Hajime had unsheathed his Wakizashi.

Saito's truest zanjutsu style would come forth as the man flared his reiatsu. The purple haired Katana simply watched as he did so putting his Wakizashi in front of him horizontally and his Katana behind him in the same position. His azure orbs began to glisten even through the rain as droplets found their way inside the mans wound.

The next second he was off again horizontally slashing toward his opponent with the blade in front of him his right left hand ready to follow up.

[The_Monarch]

His eyebrow rose slightly as he witnessed his opponent draw his second weapon from its sheath, Kenji couldn't help but chuckle as he swung his zanpaktou in the air a few times as if limbering himself up all the while he observed as Saito prepared himself in an offensive stance with both weapons. Kenji then took a low stance as he placed himself in this stance, he slipped his zanpaktou back into its sheath but not completely leavingt at least five inches of the blade exposed, the rain poured down on him as his eyes narrowed. The hazel eyes looking at Saito, waiting for his opponent to come at him "Now this is what I'm talking about..." he would say in a loud enough tone for Saito to hear as he let another chuckle escape his lips. Then it happened he charged him with both of his weapons at the ready to attack, Kenji couldn't help but widen his eyes with aciticpation as he saw his opponent approach him but as happy as he was he had to focus on the battle at hand. Otherwise he would find himself on the floor bloodied and injured, as Saito got close and swung his first weapon Kenji hopped back.

As he did so he drew his zanpaktou from its sheath bringing it around to counter Saito's slash with one of his own, or so he wanted Saito to think in reality his zanpaktou was a fake it would swing past Saito and aim to stop his follow up attack with the second sword. All the while Kenji was moving in a full motion taking a step forward this time being well within striking distance, as he pulled the sheath from his sash and swung it like a club at Saito's head. Kenji's eyes widened as his sheath came closer to Saito's head, while he was doing this motion he was sort of leaning his body downward as if he was letting his weight pull him down and keeping his striking arm stretched out so the sheath would reach its target.

[Saito]

Expected.

His opponent stepped back from the first attack and as the man expected Saito's other sword began to come forth he didn't plan on falling for the same trick twice however. Already seeing as the man had hopped back, the idea of a slash had already left his mind plan B in full effect. As the second blade was brought forth it would be abruptly stopped and bought back taking his adversaries blade slash into account. His opponents blade would go by and take naught but air.

His second blade would block the sheathe if all went well, while the man took a step forward and swiftly went to elbow the man in his now open ribs if he had not yet regained control of his sword hand which in this case would be less likely to be useful anyway at this range and intensity of battle.

[The_Monarch]

The elbow connected Kenji gritted slightly as he felt the elbow sink into his ribs, but he was quick to recover he jumped back raising his sheath and zanpaktou in a defensive manner incase Saito chased after him. Kenji landed on the ground with a slight thud when his feet hit the ground, he chuckled as he moved his arm about the elbow was strong but he was lucky and there was no fracture. He moved his head side to side cracking his neck as he hopped on the tip of his feet, "Not bad Saito..." he would say pointing his zanpaktou at the other shinigami as another chuckle escaped his lips. This time the smirk replaced by a wide grin, "But I guess it's my turn!"he yelled out as he bent his knees and pushed off of them to give him speed. He shuffled his feed rapidly as he dashed at Saito, holding his zanpaktou off to his side in his right hand he got closer when he was within the zanpaktou's striking range he slashed upwards at Saito. His right foot stepping forward, as he swung with the same right arm at Saito aiming to cut at his torso and move all the way up.

[Saito]

The man would put himself in quite the situation with his rash move. As the man closed in Saito would put one leg back as if in a stable stance and upon the man coming forth with his blow he would step back to avoid the blow. Directly afterward he would raise his Katana so as to stop his blade from coming back down and being usable as he continued his onslaught. A step forward and continue past and to the right. This would leave the man open as a slash to his torso came from Saito's wakizashi. Since the Katana was up at the time he passed Kenji he would not be able to regain use of that weapon more than likely, also since the man went to the right to pass it would be quite hard for the man to use the sheathe to its full advantage because of the awkwardness of the situation.

Upon passing the man in the swift, fluid movement if all went well he would abruptly stop a few feet away looking over his shoulder to peer at his work.