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Who: Aya & Itachi (Anynone's welcome to join them, however.)
What: Sparring.
When: Few days after the hunter event.
Where: By the river.
Summary: Well, there's going to be sword swinging. Other than that, I do not know, yet. (A lot of communication through different shades of 'Hn'?)
Rating: G-PG-ish?

Aya didn't feel particularly strong when he was strolling through the snow towards the river. He felt like blowing off some steam by making his sword hiss, however. By the way a lot of these people acted, and by sights he had been privy to, Aya knew he must not be able to level with them, even if his sword had been his lover, friend and enemy 24/7 for the past four or five years. He was just your regular assassin, no crazy powers or inhuman attributes. He hoped that this person, Itachi, would be able to keep it just there, simple communication through solid steel.

When he found a nice spot with enough clear space to make sure the fight wouldn't turn into scampering in the woods, he paused to wait. He stood there just simply looking at the icy river, breath misting the air, katana hanging from his fist.

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Aya corrected his stance, lifting his weapon to point towards Ken's chest and waited. He was fast, it was perhaps his greatest asset, and much needed against long ranged weapons like Ken's spear.

"You're holding back, I had openings." Ken stated as he brought the spear down to try and get the other's blade away from him.

Aya saw no need to deny that statement, as it was quite obvious. It didn't matter how good Ken was; a strength of a child couldn't match that of a strong adult. Aya would not go easy on him, however.

Refusing to let go of his sword made sure his fingers ended up a little numb from the hit. He let the katana slip down as he sidestepped yet again to avoid leaving himself completely open. It wouldn't have been that difficult to just direct the spear aside, but Aya had decided to see this through different route. He spun around, knowing the spear's pointy end was somewhere far behind him by that time, letting his katana gather momentum from his body movement and then brought it down towards Ken's shoulder. It would take some maneuvering, but he trusted the boy would be able to dodge, and Aya was already prepared to jump over the spread that would most probably sweep towards his legs in a moment.

[ooc: >.> I hope this makes ANY sense at all. :D;]

Ken frowned, he didn't train just for someone not to exploit his openings, how else would he get better? Ken saw as the spear went down and he jumped back, dug the tip of the spear into the ground and then jumped up using the spear to give him more height and swung into a kick.

There was a quirk of brows as Aya had to change battle plan from the flight. The kick got him to an arm, half blocked but not quite. He didn't bother dodging, rather took willingly the bruise and with his free hand reached to grab the kid's foot. He had learned this lesson with another Ken the hard way years back, having his face dragged across the ground when he had been stupid enough to try kicking the other assassin. Ken had laughed when Aya had tried to claw his way back to his forgotten sword and dragged him across the whole backyard of Koneko just for the kicks. The humiliation had been as good a lesson as any.

Aya wasn't as brutal as Ken had been, he just nudged the boy's foot and let him go before he lost his balance fully.

"Not a bright idea when the opponent is as fast as I am," he said quietly, while rubbing the spot where Ken had kicked him.

Ken landed back on the ground clumsily, and pulled the spear out of the ground and nodded. "I am not used to fighting humans." he admitted, after he only met two members of Strega on the bridge, and before hand had a plan to only get strong enough to kill one other human.

"But hopefully, that can change." He jumped back some.

"Hn?" Not humans? What have you been fighting then? Aya would have liked to ask, but didn't. Not yet at least.

Aya lowered his stance a little, turning his side towards Ken and making himself as slim as possible as a target. For his age Ken had quite remarkable skills. When Aya had been that young, he had been stealing his sisters barbie dolls and secretly digging his nose when his mom was not looking. For a kid to be as serious and determined, there had to be a good reason.

"Come then," he said quietly, shifting his weight to defense again.

Edited 2008-02-07 22:03 (UTC)

Ken slashed at Aya with the tip of the blade. This man was better than Minato or Akihito. But then again, they didn't use Katanas.

With narrowing eyes, Aya parried the blade with his own, for a moment locking the weapons to slide his own on top and then force them both down. He didn't like the fact that kids this young were this practiced with their weapons but the least he could do was to see that Ken got to train with someone who would help him rather than hurt him.

He kicked the pointy end of the spear away, dancing to the side.

Correcting his stance yet again, he murmured, "Again." A bit softer than he would have liked.

Ken nodded and tried again. He knew he could learn a lot from Aya, he wished he had something he could do to return the favor.

But Ken was already doing a lot.

Aya made sure not to hurt the boy, but wouldn't give him points for free either. What would be the point of sparring if neither of them learned anything from it, right?

Right. Ken now used his height to his advantage as he swiped the spear at the other's thighs. If he was lucky, at the very least, it might throw the other off balance by trying to dodge.

There was a hint of curve upon the assassin's lips as Aya jumped up, his wings perking up and flapping for an added effort, carrying him higher than he would have otherwise reached. Ken's spear swept under him before Aya hovered back to the ground. Then he cut in fast, saya covered blade striking at the spear close to Ken's hands.

Not so useless all the time. And they'd probably end up being more useful for Ken than they had been for Aya.

He held onto the weaponly firmly but did loose his balance for another second. Damned wings...but then again, look at what Aya did... He jumped back and tried to mimic that.

Aya paused, throwing the katana over his shoulder as he watched. "You're light weighted so you could probably move longer distances by them," he suggested quietly.

Ken placed the spear down, and jumped up, trying to flap his wings as much as he could, and stayed up for a second. Right before landing hard on the ground on his rump.

"I guess I need to learn this too." He said with a frustrated smile on his face.

Aya snorted somewhat softly as he watched Ken land on his butt. He shook his head slightly and stepped to Ken to offer a hand down for the boy to help him get up.

"You won't go bored," Aya said, tone of voice indicating slight amusement.

He accepted the hand up. "Yeah, I have a lot to learn. I am still trying to get used to a new center of gravity thanks to the wings."

Aya pulled Ken up and stilled an urge to pat his shoulder comfortingly. "You'll get used to it soon."

"Still, I don't like this at all. I trained so hard only to have have what I learned taken away and my center of balance thrown off." Ken frowned, and let out a frustrated sigh.

"It'll come back that much easier if you've trained hard," Aya said quietly, even sparing a slight glimmer of a sincere smile. He wasn't sure why he was trying to reassure the boy, but it just seemed like something he'd ought to do.

"Thats why I am going to train just as hard." he said positioning the spear again. "I don't want to lose. I want to keep on fighting." He had a determined glint in his eye.

"Until I am as good and better than I was.'

"Good." Aya nodded, the pale smile upon his lips curving deeper. He shifted the katana to his right hand again, the tip of the saya lifting up to point at Ken's chest.

"Go for it."

Ken jumped back again, then ran forward and leaped, trying to use the wings to give him some extra height before bringing the spear down.

Aya brought the katana up to parry, free hand coming for support, placed on the slim end of the saya. He left himself wide open but doubted that Ken was fast enough to exploit it. Truthfully he could have pushed the boy back with simple force, but that would have been pointless.

Ken saw it, and tried going in for it. He knew the other did have the speed and a light enough weapon to dodge it, but still, it was best to try anyways.

Aya dropped the katana down to parry the next hit as well but still left himself open for the next one, knowing he'd still make it in time. If Ken would just follow his lead, he'd never find a true opening.

Ken lost his balance again due to the wings. "Damn it!" he said as he got back up.

Aya let the tip of his katana drop down, studying Ken. "Maybe there's a better way to train your balance first," he suggested calmly.

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