The Anbu Vs The Jounin [No Kill/Open]

Kansuke has yellow eyes and long white hair, which he keeps up in an intricate white headpiece called a kenseikan that symbolizes his power and skill in the Kuro Clan. He dones a white scarf made by the master weaver, Tsujishirō Kuroemon III. The scarf is made from the silver-white, windflower light silk and is a clan heirloom that is handed down from generation to generation and is given to each Kuro who proves to be their strongest. The scarf alone is worth enough to buy ten mansions. He also wears fingerless white gloves that cover only the back of his hands.

He wears a complete gi outfit which fits loosely to his body. With a silver belt made of cloth imbibed with silver scraps to make it shiny and unique. Atop the black gi sits a white sleeveless robe which is signature to him alone. His Shirt is almost always seen in its sash tucked into his belt. His face is usually serious and calm, but rather difficult to read. His voice is deep, kind and wise, but can also deliver harsh statements with an efficiency that most lack.

Kansuke's eyes moved as he walked looking at everybody he pass by. He would put his hands on his pocket and keep walking quietly. Many people looked at him coming out of the Anbu territory as he looked back at everybody with his cold Yellow eyes. The Reaper didn't have to waist time, with the civilians so he paid little attention to them like always. Kansuke looks up at the sky as the sun shines a bright and light full ray that makes people look away from it. The wind pass by Kansuke as it was a cold breeze that felt refreshing and good a good day for most ninjas. Kansuke continued his way to the training area of Kumogakure, as he looked at the turtle island for a bit as he stopped and remembered his genin years. As he remembers the first time he when threw here the fights he had the people he killed and in the end of the forest the Chunnin exams starts a place he humiliated all his opponents.

Kansuke remembered the fight against Katsuro the best fight he has ever had back in his Chunin days. As he looks back at the sky and wonders were can He be right now, he haven't seen him in a year or more. Kansuke continues his way to the training area as his steps become slow as he takes his time over there as in his head his think about what to do today after a training section. Become a Jounin leader or join the anbu, he didn't really care at the moment but that bored him a bit. Becoming a Jounin leader would mean caring and babe sitting young ninjas that one day may pass him or die trying. The anbu its just a puppet of the Raikage in his mind, a personal servant, Kansuke hated following rules specially when they don't get him stronger that what he already is, Kansuke stop as he finally got the the training area as he started to stretched a bit as he kept hearing sound of sand moving and pebbles being stepped on as he waited to see if anybody appeared.

Katsuro's brown eyes admired the birds and the trees that called the giant turtle island their home.  It was the strangest thing the aging Jounin had ever seen.  A giant turtle with a complete ecosystem housed on his the back of it's shell.  It was larger than he could ever imagine, even bigger than the tailed beasts of ancient times he heard stories of as a child.  Of course, those were fairy-tales as far as we was concerned and the Turtle Island was as real as he was.

Despite his many visits, and subsequent explorations, to the giant turtle, Katsuro still looked at it with a sense of wonder.  But he did not allow the wonder to compromise his security on the island.  It wasn't a safe place to wonder alone, even to someone of his caliber.  Of course he wasn't planning on becoming another victim of the turtle that day.  He had a reason being there and it wasn't to die.  He needed to train.  And train a lot if he wanted to protect his village as much as possible.  The urgency to protect the village has only grown since Kumogakure was conquered by Iwagakure whilst he and several other shinobi were away on missions.  It was his plan that they fake allegiance to the Iwagakure shinobi so that they could infiltrate the many groups to regain control of their beloved village.

But the sound of a twig snapping brought him back to the present.  He didn't expect anyone else to be at the training grounds, especially not who he saw.  It was one of the Iwagakure shinobi who invaded his beloved village.  Of course he had a nagging feeling in the pit of his stomach that he knew who this shinobi was.  Something to do with his time as a chunin.  Knowing only those who were trusted by true Kumogakure shinobi 'should' know about the Turtle, he didn't bother hiding his presence from the man any longer.  Thus the sound of gravel and sand being crunched under his feet began to be made.  

Katsuro's utilitarian black clothing made him stick out in the greenery of the surroundings, once he was out of the brush.  The white vest contrasted greatly against the black of his clothing.  Though, unlike his normal attire, he had chosen to disregard the ANBU-esque gloves in favor of leaving his muscular arms bare.

And then it hit him.  He had fought the man before him nearly a year prior leaving both of them wounded but parting on neutral terms.  This memory brought a smile back to his face.  Maybe he could use the Iwa shinobi for his own personal gain and for information.  Use and then discard for the purpose of the bringing Kumogakure back to the true shinobi.

Still smiling he approached the man with one arm raised in a motionless wave while the other was resting by his side.

"Long time no see, sir."  The words flowed slowly and calmly out of his mouth and the low, gravely voice floated towards his former opponent.  The voice sounded like someone was pouring gravel onto more gravel and then drizzled honey onto it to make the perfect voice for a man.  The voice also carried a non-caring attitude with it.  As if Katsuro had no real emotions towards the man as well, which was one of Katsuro's personal rules.  Never show emotion to a potential enemy or a potential ally lest you leave yourself open to attack.

Kansuke would look around the land as he would hear a familiar voice a voice of emptiness. He would look to the side the voice came from as he would see a man in black as the man said "Long time no see, Sir" Katsuro said as he approached Kansuke. Kansuke looked at the man as he walked up to Kansuke then stood in front off him his face and the way we dress was a bit familiar it reminded him of Katsuro but little did Kansuke knew it was him, "And you are?" Kansuke said in his deep but regular light voice as his voice sounded like surprised or amazed. Kansuke would look at the way he was dress again he looked like he was going to do some training and not to go visit someone or go out with a lady. Kansuke would look at the island once again he knew that Iwagakure and Kumogakure fought for this turtle island back in the pass and that Iwagakure lost but this didn't have nothing to do with the villages revenge Iwagakure was close down and many Iwa ninjas became Kumo ninjas Including Kansuke.

Kansuke as Iwagakures Anbu captain and war leader his fighting was not match by simple ninjas only ninjas with great power and skills like other S rank ninja's and the Kage's. Katsuro was a different exception he was a great Senju ninja and many people know that Senju is one of the strongest clans known that still lives from ages ago. Kansuke's clan is old as well but not as old and historically as the Senju's, Kansuke starts to get his body warmed up as he releases his black lighting threw out his body and looks back at Katsuro "Hey let's have a spar, I did came here for a reason after all" Kansuke told Katsuro.

Katsuro smiled. This invader wanted to have a friendly spar with him on a piece of ground that was sacred to his village. Something that everyone, even the smallest of child, fantasized going to at some point in their life. And then Iwagakure invaded Kumogakure, won, and formed the two villages together. But Katsuro knew better than to show his emotions to a possible enemy, lest they give the opponent a leg up on him. So he smiled.

"I guess who I am is of no importance right now cause I'm pretty sure you will figure out once we fight. Friendly spar. First one to concede defeat loses."

Of course Katsuro placed partial blame on the man before for the war and he wasn't certain if he could stop himself from ending this man's miserable life. Or if would even try to stop himself. But he would cross that bridge when he came to it.

Now was a time to fight and so he assumed his position. Sliding his right foot backwards to where it was slightly behind his left but shoulder width apart. His knees partially bent. His body was positioned at a slight angle with his hands extended at waist height. His personal fighting style was a mixture between three different martial arts that was intended to use the opponent's body movement to inflict maximum external and internal damage to their bodies. Of course it wasn't the end of his abilities but he hoped he would be able to hold the enemy off long enough to learn of his abilities before he had to reveal anything too serious.

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Kansuke would watch Katsuro make his stance a familiar stance by the way. He didn't waist time as Kansuke quickly took out a scroll from his cloak as he placed his hands on the scroll forming a hand sign (Tiger) as his Scythe (Desusaizu) came out of the scroll. Kansuke quickly took grabbed of it as he placed the blade facing up as the handle was on his shoulder and holding it with his right arm. Picking up the scroll and placing it on his cloak again, as he quickly started this match running forwards to Katsuro he would spin his scythe in a circular motion. As he kept making his way to Katsuro, Kansuke would jump into the sky and then come down with pressure with scythe in hand going down in a cutting motion. If the attack would land the scythe would only slightly cut Katsuro's shoulder as he would place his scythe handle on the ground pushing his scythe with force kicking Katsuro in the lower chest. If Katsuro would dodge this attack by moving back or to either left or right Kansuke would jump back a few feet's (13 feet) and activate his scythe special ability.

As the blade of the scythe would begin to turn black with yellow and white dots. The scythe would look like the night sky a beautiful looking display of the scythe, as Kansuke would stand and activate a special attack from his scythe "Witch Hunt" Kansuke would say as the blade of his scythe, the scythe will turn into a crescent moon shape, that extended its blade length by a few inches plus it adds and extra blade in the opposite side of the scythe. The blade it self its 35 inches length and wideness its 15 inches making it a pretty deadly attack.

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