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His eyes were red and still chasing sleep from them. As he followed looking at the courtyard knowing it well. Given he spent almost his entire time in this location especially. Takehiko knew his footwork was still in progress but he suspected hubris would lead to his undoing here. His frustrations tensed inside him but he bore them down. Cracking his shoulders he realized that the training would allow him to read his novel. Another sting into his pride bringing him to breathe. Kata once again to help soothe him and any emotions. His cerulean eyes opened ready to combat the small kunai. He didn't know if he should greet the zanpakuto or not. He wasn't good at communicating or things of that nature. Takehiko was a rough stone when it came to communication. The Kuchiki wasn't exactly known for sparkling dispositions which jumped out. He was more open than most offering a happy wave to the kunai. He considered using kido or zanjutsu. But remembering what the elder said as he sighed. No use of them in this situation as he moved using Hoho quickly. But not quick enough getting a cut on his right arm. Only a small scratch which he brought a hand over towards. Mending it quickly using a healing kaido. He didn't have long to tend to this injury he suspected.

His eyes became alert as he scanned around him slowly. Medical training did help him if only just. Mending the arm was the only small treatment if anything. He did out of instinct though he suspected the next blow would come. Woke him up that was for certain as he breathed. That voice ringing in his ear again as it sounded all too familiar. "Seriously, he reads and you bleed!" Anger was the voice inside him. He understood it's fury but quelled it with will and training. Takehiko wasn't prone to outburst or anger. Those were emotions he tended to avoid at all cost. Thus why he believed his inner hollow symbolized his anger. So he silently waited for the next one to come. That blinding one had almost caught him off guard. Had he been a second slower no mark that even below that. He'd of had it near something vital.

Fearsome was the nature of that zanpakuto he exhaled softly. Avoiding it would be difficult though he wondered. He'd tried so often to avoid his inner hollow and not mess with it. That voice had always been there but he believed responding wrong. That if he'd maybe just hold off on that he would get stronger. That all he needed was his zanpakuto and he'd be set. But lately a thought had been crossing his mind and in that dream. He didn't know exactly what to make of it. Why his parents again and that situation. It always made his blood boil that he had to suffer. Takehiko's focus was intently on the zanpakuto at the moment. He'd been born a vizard so his hollow and he came to life at the same time. But communication was strained at best on a good day. "Very agile, that is a very potent zanpakuto. Nakigitsune it is nice to meet you formally, I'm not good at talking generally."

He was trying to get a read on the sword's nature more. But also to be polite and introduce himself a bit more. A voice egged him on in the back of his mind. That hollow continued to pound on his subconscious mind like a jackhammer.

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The use of Nakigitsune was rather atypical in this setting, he exerted himself to great measures in order to extend the length of time at which he was able to hold the blades still in time. Yet, the upkeep that he was about to produce in order to set timers upon each blade was about to be a rather tremendous show. A small cough that brought blood to taint his teeth drew his hand up to cover it up before he gulped it back down in disgust of the cooper disposition. A small wince creeked his visage as he displayed the physical fatigue from using his Shikai to this extent.

Reaching into his attire to pull his beloved novel out, the taste of blood in his mouth only satiating the lust that the vivid imagery of the novel depicted. His hand still before his stained mouth, he began to flash step around the area, his single hand at his mouth moving at such a swift speed to grab and release each replica of Nakigitsune that it would be hardly visible to tell whether or not it had even moved. As he preached his unending power and ability his mouth continuously filled with blood, the spiritual pressure that he sent out to the training area corralled into a fine golden mist that decorated the blades he touched, growing dimmer as the various timers dwindled on them varying from 5 seconds to 20 seconds. With each flash step, he'd lay his hand upon four to five of the weapons. He'd grasp some once and some twice to implore the hastening power of time upon them once the freeze would expire.

In the midst of his movements, his hand would muffle his words but they would resonate through the spiritual pressure he emitted upon each blade, acting as a choir for his message to Takehiko.

"The potency of this Zanpakuto is the climax of my power. Without this, I am no more than a simple man with a drinking problem. He does not aid me in battle, I aid him in his will. Heed your words for now, as the true beauty of Nagikitsune reigns upon you. Osoku Suru, the ability to stop time upon each individual blade that I touch for a duration matching that of my will. Supīdoappu, the ability to accelerate time upon each individual blade that I touch until it meets the end of its trajectory. Together, they create the foundation of his glorious power: Sozo no Nakigitsune."

He spelled out the nature of his ability, not leaving it a riddle for the boy. As it mattered not, he'd have to read into the ability a bit further to start anticipating their time. Once he did that, it would be but a matter of time before Torabevu compressed the spiritual pressure and hid the blatant telltale of the ability. Soon, the real trial would commence. Several blades met the end of their five-second timer, firing off at speeds that Takehiko could react to. Yet what would matter would be whether or not Takehiko's field of vision would reach each individual blade as they were hurled from the cloud of golden displeasure. Each blade traveled at fractions of a second difference from one another, at multiple different angles. If the blades would find themselves near a deadly trajectory to Takehiko and he would be unable to react to it properly, Torabevu would step out of his way to ensure the blade vanished just before it made contact. He would only allow the kunai to graze his subject, he wished not to injure the boy or put him in danger. Yet, all the same, he did plan to inflict some pain upon him to better toughen his body and mind to pain.


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This was getting crazy and the elder was bleeding. That was troubling did this power use his life as a means? Such a dangerous skill to utilize as he moved to try to avoid them. He instinctively drew his zanpakuto as he whispered to himself managing to do well. But it was due to his awakening now and adrenaline pumping in those veins. Takehiko couldn't tell what the blood had to do with it, but focusing there would prove pain. A mistake he couldn't make at this junction in his skill. How he wanted to use kido as Lady Momo had. But no this wasn't the purpose of this training it was to make him acceptable as a swordsman. Takehiko used a step to avoid one, before deflecting with his zanpakuto. The movement had been too broad leading to a small cut. Causing him to grunt a bit as he felt anger in the surface still whispering. Takehiko didn't know what to do with that emotion. It felt pointless now so he continued his movements trying to avoid things. His mind felt empty the more he did it, as though everything else faded away.

Thinking about anger or reasoning seemed to fade as pure instinct began to take over. Takehiko's nature was pure and thus when he slipped further into this instinctive ball. It didn't come quickly he'd been cut at least four times before he'd begun to just shut off everything else. Just about stepping and deflecting kunai coming at him. Everything else was secondary no, even further from that. He just didn't have the luxury to fight without regard. His steps became more fluid without thought and more instinct. Allowing him to move his body and such in ways which required no thoughts. Each movement circulation of his presence seemed to grow. Takehiko's thoughts didn't return but he'd begun to do something. He'd not been moving much outside of a sphere around ten meters around his location. From here his movements were very minimum and deflections were timed well. But he couldn't put his finger on this feeling. Giving himself over to almost an animal instinct he dove further.

Driving himself into a point where talking and communicating were second nature. He'd set his brain to this function only to fight his enemy here and now. How to describe the feeling best was like being submerged in clouds. The body didn't feel heavy but it felt like he was here. But not at the same time his breathing maintained Kata. Using strong breathes to move quicker and burst his movement speed. Attempting to find something akin to a technique now for combat. In terms of the sphere, his faculties seemed to be shortened. His eyes faded a bit almost as though asleep. But it was due to him setting himself to let himself slip into an instinctive ultra-reactive status. All his senses were focusing on ten meters only and in the sphere. This didn't have a form yet nor was it perfected in terms of what it did. Takehiko was giving himself fully over to his instincts instead of anything else. He'd been cut and beaten up by those kunai before his mind began to slow.

His body felt good despite the pain something about the adrenaline flowing through his veins. Muscles felt responsive as he exhaled after each movement and attack. Finishing his movements as he didn't move or change his position. Keeping a posture of a middle stance which was standard. Because it let him block with his entire zanpakuto. He'd even blocked with his hilt once to deflect something that came close. His sensory of the area beyond that radius was eliminated so only relevant information was present. The rest was dark as he simply closed his mind and instincts to it. Though far from perfect something was glistening in the Young Kuchiki. Though he struggled to comprehend it in this state and when out it wouldn't be much better. But his Hoho had become small quick steps using better footwork and setting a range. It wasn't that hidden attacks didn't strike him, he was struck across the back by a couple. But as his senses began sharpening more and more. Sensations such as hearing and smell everything was tracking what it could. As the Kuchiki boy's breathing softened not running out of gas yet as he waited for the next strike.

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What was willpower if it meant that he couldn't even train this lad in the most extreme of fashions to expedite his process in becoming a formidable member of the Gotei, as well as the Kuchiki Clan. Status carried the fate of this realm in every regard, and if Takehiko wasn't able to produce the status that people sought from him. Well, he'd simply fade behind closed curtains, a meaningless addition to their ranks. Thus, Torabevu had gone out of his way, taking the time that he should spend training, in order to bring this to fruition. He'd claim the responsibility as though it were a birthright and would spare no amount of energy in doing so.

Which was exactly what he had been doing this entire time. Sure, he hid behind a book, but he was hardly able to concentrate on the words written on the pages, the weight of his stamina blundering him internally. Blood dribbled ever so slightly out of his mouth before a heap would find itself on the sleeve of his kimono, in attempts to hide the obvious waver in his fortitude form the youngster. Why would he hide this? It was simple, he didn't want to trouble Takehiko with the thoughts that his current sensei was expelling his own life. He thought the boy to not be a selfish being as this, but his ploy to keep it hidden wouldn't last much longer if it wasn't already exposed.

Yet, their training wouldn't seise. No, Torabevu would continue with his vigorous offenses, impressed that he was able to keep up with someone of his caliber. While he didn't put full force into the attacks, they were certainly nothing to be scoffed at by someone of Takehiko's caliber. They uttered just enough force and speed to give him that extra boost he needed in order to ascend to the next era of power suits. As time would progress he would up the ante ever so slightly, giving the kunai a slight push before sending them off to their formidable path. He'd find himself not having to stop a single one, which was a feat in and of its own.

As the sun began to make itself visible, peaking up from the horizon and walls of the Kuchiki infrastructure, Torabevu would start to slow his pace. His stamina was reaching its end, but he yearned to continue. The few hours that they had already spent on the exercise was probably more than enough, but his ego got the best of him. He felt as though he should be able to go on for days, like the golden times of his past. Yet, it wasn't the case. In the midst of one of his barrages his vision blurred, shaking off the momentary lapse in exhaustion he pressed on. More. More. More. He couldn't bear letting himself fall, but the majority of the kunai had already met the ground in procession to Takehiko's efforts. He could tell that Takehiko had truly found some sort of peace at mind with his maneuvers as he made light work of the exercise at this point. Though, the exhaustion of the lad was clear from Torabevu's perspective.

He had no room to talk about stamina in this matter, though. As about 300 kunai remained within the floating golden haze that his Zanpakuto emitted, pressing his hand upon a Kunai before his vision drew black. The kunai at his fingertip fell to the ground, the others following suit. The heavy, weighted, pure-gold weapons crashing into the terrain as his body did the same. Sweaty, bloody, and limp. His body rested upon the ground. If any were to check on him, it would be a moment before they could feel or see his chest rising up and down before a somber snore emitted from his vocals. He was asleep. The kunai fled back to the sheath of their owner in its previous form of an odachi, the golden hue lighting his body before grow desolate.

Well, that would conclude this day's training...

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Takehiko's mind felt blank as he couldn't remember anymore how long he'd been avoiding. His body trembled on every front almost in pain from the experience. Lungs were burning and agony seemed constant in this sense. Constant flowing attacks and patterns as he felt the strain on each muscle and body. Reminders of Jaeden's twenty flash steps he did so long ago. They felt so distant in his mind as he knew he'd passed that. He had no time to count or think about such things. His movements continued as he knew he had to focus on this moment. Takehiko was the failure of the Kuchiki Clan. But if one gazed at him now as he moved and deflecting keeping up with the skills of Torabevu. What was it that drove him in this sense as he ignored pain and warning. Devotion to the training that was given to him but also fighting off the voice inside him. That dream no longer even entered his thoughts as he felt something was off. Torabevu's body something was going on but he couldn't see it yet. The powerful elder was using this technique to teach him.

It was at this moment he saw three hundred of them his eyes widening as he awoke from his trance. Coming out of his instinct he saw the man hit the ground sweat and tiredness swelling inside him. He was exhausted from the training himself but had no choice. Takehiko walked over wishing he could run but his lungs burned. Making one more step he got there before going to a knee. His hand gently touched along the male's back now. His left hand measured and felt along the spine and the soul cord. Feeling where they would be sensing the terrible tiredness of Torabevu. Slowly he inserted the first needle into the soul sleeve beginning to touch it in multiple locations. Slowly the needle's formed in his hand as he began forming them up. The next ones went into the sacrum as he worked them along the spine and hips. These needles were sending a greenish glow into the elder's body. The Zanpakuto spirit itself could feel them, as though it was getting a treatment at the spa. Softly being treated and comforted to the situation going around it.

Gently he inserted a few around the throat and neck as he continued working now. Takehiko had already put thirteen needles into the Elder. These created a feeling of warmth and relaxation. Negative influences, sickness, and other such things were being drawn to them. Pulled from the body and leaving only positive and radiant energy inside. This was a rather potent technique Takehiko developed among humans. It would restore lost energy but also it would cleanse this vessel of vile contaminants. Things that sapped at the strength of men and women in this world we lived in. Inside of his body natural healing had begun to speed up in way of coaxing. Takehiko's spiritual needle technique had been used once previously before Torabevu. Laskt required it to settle down an overzealous hollow spirit inside of him. He checked each thing carefully as he inserted one final needle now this one long but with a purpose.

Right where the spine and skull met he inserted the last needle. Before gently tapping his index finger as all the other needles thirty-three of them emerged from the body. Pulling with them negative influences and things that hindered the elder's potential. Takehiko's eyes felt rather heavy as he fell to the side now. His hand reached towards Torabevu now. He'd spent everything again helping someone else. How he ached to have an easier time doing this. Not collapsing after trying to save a person. How long would it be before he could truly help someone? Takehiko's hair fell across his eyes as he breathed. A voice seemed to linger in the back of his mind. Trying to coax anger from the boy but he was too exhausted for anger. Emotions were something he just did not have the stamina for at this moment. His eyes felt heavy as he began to drift having administered healing treatment too Torabevu. His body seemed to be keen on reminding him just how tired he was.

Utilizing Kaido and a technique from the mundane world in junction with one another. That was exhausting in a sense one could say really. He didn't want Torabevu to feel sick or in pain so cleansing him of it was important. Also to make his zanpakuto feel good as well. Both of them had just been given a spa-like treatment. Refreshing them of anything negative to make their bodies feel younger and fluid. The problem with it was how tiring it was for someone about to fall over. Takehiko didn't know about the nature of that move as he was no expert. But he could medical determine that Torabevu overworked himself. Thus the needle technique would do him and his zanpakuto good. Treating both parties equally was important to him. Takehiko just needed a moment or two before he rose to his feet. Swallowing as he felt his lungs burn more unwilling to pass out. His body felt something like exhaustion beyond exhaustion. But one final task required doing as he straightened himself. Sounds of protesting pops and cracks as he moved.

Takehiko gently lifted up Torabevu now as he put an arm over his shoulder before bending at his knee's. Letting the male come over his shoulder the boy stood. Gently gripping the book the elder had dropped as well. Moving through he looked of hell himself as he carefully put Torabevu into a bed. Informing the caretakers to not disturb him and make sure he was tended too. After that something did happen Takehiko's body simply fell forward as he'd left the book next to the bed. He'd landed with a thud having passed out to be taken to his bed by servants. Takehiko had worked himself into the point of simply falling over. No one would ever say that Takehiko Kuchiki didn't work hard or give every single last drop in his being. His body had felt on autopilot as sleep came to claim him again. Determined to answer Torabevu next time with more resolve and spirit. If only he could feel his body now. His mind felt as though it had been entirely split from it.

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The travesty of his overexertion placed him into a small hibernating status, sleeping for the typical night's rest, except during the day. He rose from his bed, the copper taste of his internal fluids tainted the lining of his mouth. His lips smacked and his tongue clicked, processing the bitter taste. Yeah, it was no good. A look of disgust painted on his face as he rummaged around for the rod to move his curtains letting the light from the dusk sky illuminate his simple room. His eyes squeezed the light out as his pupils adjusted to the fresh lighting.

He had to recollect himself for a moment, his abdomen hurt beyond the muscle, deep inside of him. But he could feel lingering energy inside of him as though his reiatsu had been breached. "Hm, perhaps the sword isn't the path for him after all." After all that Torabevu had put him through, the lad was still capable of performing some sort of emergency care in the midst of the crisis. In all fairness, he was rather sad he wasn't able to watch it, not to mention disappointed that he had to be the recipient. What had he become? He had performed training of this caliber with people so many years ago with relative ease. Now, now he was hardly able to make it beyond 700 uses of his ability. It was a shame to see how he had fallen so far. The saying 'If you don't use it you lose it,' turned out to be true for Torabevu. He felt unfit in continuing the training with Takehiko, he felt as though his actions were just leading him along the path most traveled. For Takehiko this wasn't the path that he should be taking. While this was Takehiko's wish to at least learn something, Tora was unsure if he was capable of doing such a thing. The weak and feeble man he had become with his old age left him with little to give.

Stammering with the lingering pain he made his way to the room Takehiko resided in. Sliding open the door before sitting beside him on a small pillow next to his bed. He felt as though this was some sort of sentiment that he owed the lad. To wait for his slumber to end, ensuring that he was ok himself. He did keep things from escalating, after all. "Rest well, lad..." His words whispered with a sense of sincerity as he removed his novel that Takehiko went out of his way to retrieve for him. The small gesture resonated in him for a moment before he broke the back of the book and began to read in the silence of Takehiko's slumber.

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The Silent Kuchiki



Takehiko Kuchiki


Takehiko's sleep was sound having been taken by the maids here. Memory was hazy as he remained asleep thinking. He'd exhausted his energy completely down to the core. So all that remained was collapse for him in this instance. He'd fallen over and been taken to his room. As he woke up sore from his head to his toes slowly. "Ah... Was the only sound that came as he winced a bit from the overexertion again. Takehiko had done this before and it was something he did frequently. He wasn't a genius like Torabevu or Byakuya, so he had to work hard. That was all that there was to it as he got his bearings. He looked around having gotten more skilled in medical training had helped. He was able to help Torabevu despite he himself being weak. Takehiko leaned back in his bed against the frame. Still unaware of the man next to him or the time it had been. He wasn't able to dodge them all how pathetic. He just needed to be faster and had he been Torabevu wouldn't have overexerted himself.

It was the pinnacle of frustration for Takehiko that he was so weak still. If he could just be stronger or perhaps use his zanpakuto. His eyes opened a bit more before a clear surprise was on his face. The elder Kuchiki was in here within his room, for how long? Had he been musing to himself this entire time without noticing him? That was bad he could have been venting his frustrations about being weak. How to break the ice, in this case, he promised to be warm and up lifting. He couldn't form a sentence so quickly got himself out of bed. "Come on, let's do eighty yards around the Manor." He said smiling and acting more giddy and childish. Takehiko wasn't sure how to cheer the elder up. So getting excited about training with him. That was his solution to it and he was truly excited to train. Torabevu was an elder of many experiences in their clan much like uncle Byakuya. Much could be gained from his years of experience and gift. The sentence came out wrong because he'd just woken up.

Sighing a bit he wanted to bang his head on the wall for how it sounded. Noble this was not if anything it was basically most people when they woke up. Only thing elegant in this was the fact he hadn't fallen on his ass. "What will we do today Elder Torabevu, I am ready for anything. I won't fail you this time." Takehiko's eyes of azure blazed with determination. Ready to break limits or die trying in this regard. The boy would embrace the training provided to him. Growing further and stronger in any aspect that he could. But he would also honor Elder Torabevu in this regard. The man was teaching him and even let him rest a bit today. He wouldn't allow this extra sleep to wound his enthusiasm in this regard. He would train until his body refused and smack it until it did so. He could get better he just needed to answer Torabevu expectations and then some. Takehiko had a resolve in him planted for trust in his mentor and he wanted Torabevu to smile.

Yesterday was a fluke and he would do whatever it took to see him happy again. His zanpakuto was magnificent and he knew it didn't want him sad either. So it was best to not think on yesterday but today. They could change today yesterday had come and gone. Takehiko could improve himself and grow within his skills only from continuing forward. He offered his smile and waited for the elder offering a hand to help him up. Ready to get to work on today's training with vigor and zeal few could match. One thing Takehiko had that few others were, his work ethic could not be beaten by anyone. It was a frightening thing that could go on for hours without stop. Even when his tank was empty he pushed himself further. Breaking limits down at risk of himself just to help others. He saw not the importance of power for himself. But that if he was stronger he could save more lives with healing. If he was faster he could get to them quicker, if his blade was truer. He could defend those wounded that required his aid.

Torabevu was truly someone who was helping him make his dream come true.

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The night quickly turned to day, but Torabevu didn't mind. He was in good company, whether the boy was awake or not. He had come to enjoy the presence of the little brat and his unexperienced, juvenile behaviors. It was somewhat of a tedious task to front, keeping up with the high energy of a young mind and body, but he did it with a sense of accomplishment. He wished to see the lad become a man and be successful in his endeavors, knowing that he helped him get to that point. It was a selfish thing, helping others for the feeling of self-accomplishment, but it was a trade more than anything. They would both have something to gain out of their trials and tribulations they attacked together, and it would lead them to a more fruitful relationship in the end. After all, they were family. Blood or not.

Torabevu watched with a peeked gaze from atop his book as Takehiko went through some sort of mental struggle that was likely related to the prior day. While Torabevu had decided to put that behind him, he'd come to find that Takehiko wished for the same as he was offered to run around the manor. Yet the distance was laughable to Torabevu. "Eight yards? You wouldn't make it a tenth of the way around this place." It was likely a misspoken word that brought about the miscommunication, likely to be blamed on him just waking up from a long slumber. It wouldn't make a difference, he would tease him about it anyway. Torabevu would remove the book from his face, revealing the pleasant smile he carried with him on this fresh, new day.

Tora didn't mind the use of formalities in speech, but he figured that the two had become close enough that they were no longer needed. "Please, there is no need to be so formal. Plus, Elder makes me feel like I'm going to pass at any given moment. Tora will do." He rose a hand in his defense, his face riddled with awkward displeasure as he spoke. He couldn't help but look back to yesterday's events when Takehiko brought up his "failure." His brows curled with confusion and a slight hint of disappointment, "Takehiko, lad... It was not you who failed. It was thine. If it weren't for your actions yesterday, surely my condition would be much worse than it is today. For that, I thank you." He wanted to reassure Takehiko that the measures taken yesterday would not go unspoken for. He bowed his torso deep to him, his head breaking the wooden floor. "Forgive me." His head slammed into the spot once more, blood stained the wood a new color as he continued to slam his head a few more times before he looked up from his tattered bow. "You shall not need to tend to this wound, I plan to carry this with me as a reminder to myself to do better. I have offered you something that I have lost, unbeknownst to thine self. I will stop at nothing to ensure that I return to my proper self in order to give you the teachings you deserve, young sir." He held his hand up as if he were swearing an oath to the lad.

Though, it was true. It was time for him to start taking the steps necessary for the development of his future self. However, he didn't wish to leave the boy without seeing his development from the past few days. Not to mention there was a lot to be gained from a friendly spar. Thus, he figured he would challenge Takehiko. Not like he had done the first day of their training, but in a serious bout where injuries were prone. "Well, I could sense that you had grown with reaction and speed rather... quickly from our training yesterday. Then again, who wouldn't after that sort of trial. Nonetheless, I wish for you to continue on with refining your swings with that heavy blade. Before we do that, I'd like to see how you hold a blade after this little of training. Interested?" Torabevu stood up, patting himself off from his previous actions before stuffing his novel back into his attire. If the challenge was accepted, he would lead them to the corridor that they trained at previously.

He readied Nakigitsune in his hands, as though he was asking the spirit to lend him his power once again. A stern presence glazed his visage as he exhaled all of the negativity from his body. "Come then, I'll give you the first strike. Though, I won't make it easy for you."

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The Silent Kuchiki



Takehiko Kuchiki



His expression went to a different one as he brought his hands up to protest. But before he could Tora had slammed his head into the wooden floor. An injury appearing as Tora made a vow which Takehiko understood right away. His frame moved to do so but didn't get far. As he understood that this vow was one of honor and dignity. He'd refer to him as Tora as requested but he wouldn't bend on one detail. His fist slammed into his palm as he grinned widely. Takehiko was ready to train to ignore the pain in his body. He was ready to push forward with whatever Tora brought him. He'd trust in Tora regardless of what was asked from here on. Frustration may still have lingered in him that he couldn't do more. This was why the training here was vital for him. "Tora-Sama it is, let's get to work I've got a dream to grab." Takehiko said smiling as he knew Tora would guide him to that place. He added Sama as a respectful term because Tora was his mentor. One who knew more and was educating him greatly.

So Tora intended to be serious and this wasn't going to be the same as before. He sensed a change in the air around Tora as he had accepted the challenge. He wished to grow so desperate for power. But not for himself so he could better mend and strengthen his skills. Takehiko believed heavily in that regard that if he was just a bit stronger. He could heal people medically better, but also he could protect them with his sword. His unknown zanpakuto, the name which he couldn't define. But he always felt something of unease when it came to it. Dangers that lurked beneath the surface of understanding. He had thought to use the technique he'd used prior. But as he brought his right hand's digits to grip the hilt, he pulled it out. Deciding that Tora was intelligent and would know that move upon seeing it. Falling for the same technique twice was rather unlikely also this was serious. He imagined the man would certainly wound him. The pain had to be accepted here without a doubt.

Did he start out at his full power trying to get him with it? Takehiko brought his hand to his face he needed to grow. He had to grow stronger and fight past his limits. This meant fighting with everything he had in this regard. Gently his hand-pulled downwards revealing the mask upon his visage. As the red mask formed his mouth inhaled performing the kata. But this time he did something a bit different than normal. He needed an edge as his body became fueled with fresh blood. He felt his muscles grow and expand with a bit more strength. He didn't know if it would work but he shot forward. Bringing his sword cross from shoulder to hip at Tora. He needed to try and fight the man with everything in his tool kit. But kido wasn't part of it so as to learn the sword better. He needed to rely on his prowess in this regard. He wouldn't be the weak link of the Kuchiki Family, no he would make his uncle and Tora proud. His desperation and frustration were bearing fruit but not here.

His body hungered and so did he for the strength needed to make Byakuya proud. These were things but now another had been added. Tora, he needed to make Tora proud of him. To show growth as he didn't use cheap tricks and instead relied on his skills. His footwork had improved as he had an idea. He was going to try something here though it wouldn't be perfect. He had an idea something to hopefully catch Tora off guard. That was the idea that came to mind in the end. He would bring himself to Tora with nothing less than his full tools of ideas. He could use the Hoho that much he was certain of. Tora would allow that he believed so when the time was right. He would pull the rabbit out of his hat he'd concealed. He didn't know how well it would work. But he'd put in hard work here and was determined to show Tora the results. Determination burned behind the young Kuchiki's gaze. He had every intention and belief that he would someday become someone within this clan of people.

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Takehiko was quick to bring out his ace in the hole, Torabevu only able to take the gesture as a compliment. Takehiko had grown to know what Torabevu was capable of, and he didn't seem willing to take any chances anymore even if it meant losing himself. Whether Tora was lacking in his capabilities in this point or not, he still posed a much greater threat than what Takehiko brought to the table. Yet, he wouldn't let such futile points fuel his ego and allow him to falter. Not here. Not after what had happened yesterday, he couldn't bear the embarrassment of losing to himself again.

Sparks would fly as Takehiko's blade would miss its mark and find a cozy spot on Torabevu's blade, he pushed his body forward into the blade in an effort to keep Takehiko where he was by bending his spine. With this, if Takehiko were to scale back or move away, the efforts in doing so would render Tora to counter the movement with a swift slice to the lad's thigh. The speed of his blade would penetrate the flesh, splitting the tight muscle, formed his pressuring defense into Takehiko, open like a ripe watermelon on a hot summer's eve. The speed of his blade not allowing for any sort of flash step. The only way he would make his way around the attack was with the strength to push Tora back off of his blade. Yet, Tora couldn't imagine such a feat being enabled by the small frame of the boy.

He wouldn't back down after this attack, however. No, he'd press back toward Takehiko whether his placement had changed or not, as if he was holding a rapier in his hand, placing his palm at the butt of his hilt as he released a piercing blow aiming for Takehiko's right shoulder. Should the blow find itself at a trajectory worth acting upon, he would shove the blade all the way through his body before bringing himself close, attempting to grab ahold of the lad's kimono and bringing him up and over his shoulder, removing the blade as he did so. If Takehiko would fall to the ground from these two attacks he would continue, bringing the blade down with the dull edge guiding it to break the Vizard mask that he had donned. Though he wouldn't follow through with a full swing in order to ensure that just the mask took the brunt of the damage. Unsure of how the Vizard powers worked in detail, he just saw the mask as a source of the power. Thus, he would aim for it.

He'd back away from the boy with a simple flash step, preventing any sort of ground counter play that Takehiko held in store for him. Gathering the intel that he had acquired from their previous attack he knew Takehiko would be able to accomplish some sort of plan to foil the lead he gained, especially with that sinister being that resided inside of him. He could only imagine the kind of thoughts that the being was able to amplify in the sly mind of the boy. However, this amount of time that he would allow for his opponent wouldn't last but fractions of a second. Enough time for him to get back up to his feet. As that time would expire he would press back in with a stellar pace, drawing his sword back for a blow to Takehiko's abdomen. Using his vetted battle prowess he would read the movements of his opponent's body allowing him the ability to tell if the upcoming moves would be recognized as a dodge or a block. If the lad were to block the attack, he would attempt to disarm Takehiko with a circular whip of his blade that would work Takehiko's wrist into an open grip. A reaction that would display the many years of training he held beneath his belt. Though if he were to dodge he would follow with a Shunpo, coming back with a vengeful strike upon his flank with a trajectory that was the same height as previously intended, his abdomen.

Finally, he would conclude his efforts with a downward swing strong enough to bring his body up from the ground in attempts to have Takehiko draw his unnamed Zanpakuto up in defense. Giving him little to no time to react from the last assault. His strike would be weighted with the will to break Takehiko down in every manner and enough to plunder a crater into the ground if he chose to block it. The crimson glow of his reiatsu would disperse like a wildfire in a droughted forest, the embers of his reiatsu bringing life to the cherry blossoms in the corridor from the sure pure energy that he resonated. He would pile his strength down unto the lad until Takehiko's stance gave way or his Zanpakuto did, whichever came first. His goal remained paramount, and that was to put Takehiko in the worst-case scenario in order to see how would fair. The sheer lack of dialogue prevailing the steel of his will.

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