Prancing through some caves [P,NK]

It had been a few weeks since Akira's last adventure through the caves. The last time he had ventured out through the vast system he had come across a rather strange person with an affinity for bugs. That was one of the reasons why Akira had decided to come back to this system, he was hoping for the chance that he might come across another person who had perhaps either got lost or was training like that weird kid in black. So that was the reason that Akira had spent about an hour or so wandering through the cave systems, oh and he had also managed to get lost. It seemed that even great explorers like himself would get lost from time to time. The boy let out a sigh as he exited out into an open cavern, he was pretty sure he had been here thrice already. He was rather sick of walking right now so he made his way over to one of the walls, slumping back against it he gave the room a quick look over. The cavern was circular, with several different exits leading off deeper into the cave system. A yawn escaped the boys lips and slid back onto the ground. As he sat there he ran a hand over his chin, which was still sporting the bruise he had acquired from a spar he had had a few days ago. So far today had been incredibly boring for the young boy, hopefully something interesting would happen within the next few moments, which is incredibly likely because that's the reason this topic exists.

Gilgamesh stood directly at the entrance of what appeared to be a cave. Ah, cave explorer! He had heard stories of these back in Sunagakure, of people getting trapped inside such places and starving until they were no longer able to cope and just killed themselves! He smirked a little at the thought, man, fairy tales were pretty bad ass here. Running a single hand through his glorious blonde hair, Gilgamesh advanced into the caverns and began to trail one hand along the wall. He did not like that however, since it felt like he was caressing the underside of a homeless person, but he did not wish to get lost in such a hopeless place that was bounding to be filled with wenches and idiots; after all, those two tended to come in one, very unlikable package. His foots creating echoes throughout the rather expansive cave, he'd eventually get bored of using his hand to track one side of the wall and simply pulled his hand away from it, rubbing off the dirt and grime onto his black, baggy pants that covered his glorious skin perfectly. His black sandals protected his feet from the mangy sand and dirt that made up the flooring of the caverns. He wore a tight shirt that clinged to his body since naturally, he was pretty fucking awesome and he wanted people to know that. Stopping to look about in the cavern, his red eyes would naturally be quite piercing in the dark and could even give off the illusion that he was a Uchiha, but that would only irritate the boy since he was of nobler descent, he was an Uzumaki. Taking in the room, he saw a small puddle which was rather queer and a few rocks. One of the rocks however was weird, as it was shaped in the form of a tramp.. wait.. that probably wasn't a rock. Turning his gaze directly towards the unidentified hobo, he moved his right hands towards the hilt of his katana that rested in the sheath on the left of Gilgamesh's hip. If this was to turn out to be a pointless person, he would most likely just cut them down without a second thought purely because they had disrupted his rather peaceful exploration of a rather terrible place. Such pretenders should not be allowed in his home village.

Akira hummed quietly to himself as he rested. It seemed that today would in fact be another boring one. He was about to get to his feet when he heard something. He remained motionless as he listened in on the sound. Akira knew the sound all to well, it was the sound of someone full of themselves approaching. Now some people may wonder what the difference is between the sound of a normal person approaching and the sound of someone full of themselves approaching. Truthfully there was no difference, but Akira just had a feeling. It turned out that feeling was in fact correct, as moments later he caught sight of what appeared to be a pair of red eyes, luckily they weren't simply floating in the air. That would have just been weird and creepy, instead they were thankfully attached to a person. A person that was dressed in black and had blonde hair. Seriously what was it with people and wearing black in the desert? Akira couldn't fathom what reasons they would want to be clad in black clothing. Perhaps this person was slightly slow mentally? That was likely, and perhaps they were also blind as they didn't appear to notice hi-. Akira matched the gaze of the other male, who looked older than himself by at least a few years, and noticed from the bottom of vision the teen place a hand on the hilt of a sheathed weapon.

Now Akira had two options available to him right now, he could speak to the male or he could react with violence. Deciding against aggression Akira moved himself to a standing position, noting that they were about fifteen metres away from each other. "Are you also enjoying a trip through the caves?" Akira was simply amazing when it came to conversations, and deemed this to be the best way to start one with the stranger. Despite the fact that Akira believed the gesture made by the male of placing a hand on a weapon to be a sign of aggression Akira was a nice person and would for now not destroy the boy before him. Akira did a quick glance over the teen and decided that this boy didn't appear to be that strong at all. Though by the way he stood it appeared this person seemed confident in himself, which made Akira rather amused. It seemed he had been right about predicting the person was full of himself, whatever reply was given would serve as a way for Akira to decide how much he disliked the person.

The boy had spoken to him.. that was irking for Gilgamesh as he had not directly spoken to the boy, and yet they had deemed themselves great enough to speak before him? Did the poor boy in front of him not understand the divinely figure that was now in his presence? His eyes now adjusted to the dark, he could take in the clothing and appearance of the boy. He had blonde hair, which was decent and perhaps the boy was not as much of a sucker as the god had once thought. Licking his lips a little as he continued to view the boy, he could skewer him right now before he even stood up, make him look like a.. I don't know, something dead would be somewhere to start though. However, he would bless the unfortunate homeless person by simply looking down, raising his free hand upwards slowly so that his forefinger gently pressed against his forehead and his fingers/thumb on his cheeks, his eyes closed as well. His lips had now contorted into a smirk as he let out a rather sexy chuckle before removing his hand and looking directly at the boy once more, a smirk still playing out on his young, confident face. "I'm not having a trip through the caves.. I am merely inspecting my property. Having a trip would mean that I am not used to this area." It was now however, that Gilgamesh looked upon the boy once more and seemed to actually scan him for what he's worth before he spoke once more, "My eyes paint before me a worrying picture. Are you, the mongrel, truly sitting before the presence of a divine being? Do you need to be taught with steel and pain the true reason as to why you should respect your superiors?" 

Standing in the same place as before, he hardly moved as he began to ponder whom this urchin was. He certainly did seem younger than himself, and that was always interesting. He could do with some vassals to help exert his will. The will that SHOULD be enforced everywhere.. the only true will. His eyes continued to scan the boy with what appeared to be a mildly interested look, perhaps he should test the battle prowess of the homeless child, and should he prove to be competent at combat perhaps Gilgamesh would even extend the courtesy of allowing the homeless fellow to follow him, perhaps even provide better.. sheltering than this scruffy cave. On that train of thought, Gilgamesh looked around himself at the dirty walls of the cave.. it was just like the hospital in Sunagakure. Dirty and filled with bloody hobos. In that case though, the hobos were pregnant women giving birth, and the walls were pretty spotless and without blemishes. But hey, if you ignore those points then they were pretty freakin' similiar.

It seemed that the answer to how much he disliked this person was lots. The answers the older male gave confused Akira slightly. This guy had quite a strange way of talking, that must be what cocky people normally talk like. "You own these caves?" He felt as if this wasn't entirely true, so decided to question him on that. He ignored the last part of what he had said, because it seemed as if this person was trying to make himself seem amazing. Akira leant back once more against the wall of the cavern, making his posture try to seem as uncaring as possible. He wished to try and irritate this boy, because he felt like it would be a fun thing to do. But then again from the way this person was speaking it seemed like they were willing to resort to violence, a thing which Akira himself had no problems with. It would be rather interesting to see if this person's combat skills were on par with his ego. "Superior huh? I wasn't aware that owning a cave system gave you superiority over a person." Another quick glance over the person before he spoke again, "And you sure don't look like a divine being. Are you sure you're right in the head?" Now that was in fact a genuine question from the young boy, this person seemed to have a few screws loose. He seemed to have lost some of his marbles, he seemed off his rocker, it was like all the lights were on but no one was home, he wasn't playing with a full deck of cards. He seemed a bit mad.

Akira had met people like this one before, it was usually after a person had had a few drinks during the night. Though this person didn't seem to be under the influence of drink, so maybe he was just naturally insane. That would be quite a problem for the young boy, as he wasn't used to dealing with insane people. Maybe he should simply leave? Or maybe he should remain here and amuse himself, after all it's not everyday you meet a person who is quite like this. Deciding on the latter Akira remained where he was standing, his eyes twinkling in amusement at this boy's rather strange antics. Oh, and in the off chance that the boy would in fact try to attack Akira, his right hand would move to rest on the ninja pouch at his hip, which contained both his headband and the kunai he had bought several weeks ago. 

His own gaze was still on the red eyed blonde, a brief thought came to him of what was going on inside this boy's mind. What were they thinking of right now? Maybe there were comparing how this cave was to a hospital? Akira smirked to himself at the thought. Nah, not even this guy was crazy enough to do that. What seemed most likely was that they were probably trying to find a mirror of some sort within the room, so they can admire themselves. Yep, that seemed like the most likely thing.

It was now that the homeless person had truly became a pain in the rectal cavern. Not only was he dragging his half-beat down, or so Gilgamesh assumed because of the hideous factor of it, face down around it. But no, now he was going as far as to bluntly defy the boy. He questioned the boys possession of the caves, the boys superiority and his divinity. This truly, was a crime punishable with flaying, and that was what Gilgamesh would perform on the boy. He would flay this mongrel before him for their ignorance to the god that stood before him.. he was now standing, but if he continued the way he was he would still be beheaded as if he was sitting on the ground, if not easier since Gilgamesh did enjoy some foreplay before a death. Looking at him with a frown, he'd speak towards him as he unsheathed his sword simply, "Not today, peasant." And with that, Gilgamesh would act immediately and use his hand movement of the sword to feign not moving that much and just altering position, whereas in reality he had slid one foot out in front of the other, this would make sure that, most likely, Akira would have to focus on either his leg's movement or his hand's movement of the sword as the two happened rapidly after one another. Of course though, there was quite a bit of distance between the two so Gilgamesh span another time to get a bit closer before finally performing a backflip to truly cement in the foundation that he was superior to his adversary. As he flipped, he'd look downwards and be a fair distance from the ground, about 20 meters with the cavern's roof going 25 meters.. If his movement of the sword and his leg left uninterrupted, Gilgamesh would simply spin around immediately and send the sword going straight through the head of the boy at an angle; he did not put his full strength into it, although that would hardly make a difference he had to admit, but if the boy did prove to be a trouble he would most certainly cut him up for being such annoying play. Who was this boy that he should actually make Gilgamesh have to try and cut him up? That was not the role for a king.. hm. Perhaps he really should contract some underlings to do simply stuff like this for him. Regardless, the events mentioned prior would have mentioned in a mere second, Gilgamesh having used his scanning of the boy to his advantage to plot the very terrain he would use to quickly step over to him thus minimizing the chance of him getting surprised. That was quite irrelevant though considering that Gilgamesh had decided to dance there instead. Of course though, this was a battle and being surprised was what made it so fun to truly sink the blade in! His eyes alert at all times, his feet gently pressed against the ground at all times in case he needed to quickly alter his path of motion.

Now, the boy truly began to wonder whom this child was.. he did not know the name of the infant, and he did not understand the motives behind the baby face.. was he truly a suicidal individual that believed himself to be better than Gilgamesh? Did he truly have such a death wish that he wanted to try and undermine the greatest person that had ever stepped into the young boy's dull existence? He did not know the answer to any of these questions, but he did know that if the need called for it, he would sink the blade in thrice as deep as any kunai would go, hell, perhaps he would become "Gilgamesh The Impaler" and do some pretty sick shit like nail a hat straight to his head because he was rude as to not remove the hat in his presenc- wait.. this is naruto, not some vampire rpg. Disregard the part about Gilgamesh attempting to impale him.

Akira raised an eyebrow as the boy unsheathed his weapon and spoke. It seemed that this would now become a battle. Perhaps it was in fact a life or death situation, something that Akira was not familiar with. Regardless of his familiarity of it, he made his own movements as Gilgamesh had spun around to perform his back flip. Pushing himself off from the wall Akira wouldn't bother with the theatrics the other boy had displayed, and instead simply ran off to the left. Unfortunately for Gilgamesh, that would mean he would both miss his target, but would also likely back flip into the cavern wall. Which if it were to happen would probably be the most hilarious thing Akira had ever seen in his life. Regardless of if he hit the wall or not, Akira would continue to move to the left, being around five metres away from where he was previously standing. A hand seal is made by the boy, one used for a jutsu not often seen around Sunagakure. The effects of the jutsu were almost immediate, from seemingly nowhere a thick mist would be created around Akira. Though before the mist fully formed Akira took note of both where Gilgamesh would most likely hit the wall and also of the small puddle off in the other corner of the room, both pieces of information would most likely be valuable.

The next order of business for Akira would be to counter attack, despite the mist being around him his left side was to the wall and as such his bearings were kept. He span around to face the direction he came and once more performed a set of hand seals. The jutsu he was about to use once more were not commonly seen around these parts. After all, a water user is not a common sight within Suna, maybe because it's surrounded by a giant freaking desert. With hand seals completed Akira did a rather over the top form of breathing in, before exhaling. Though it was not air that escaped his mouth, rather a torrent of water. The jutsu in question was Mizurappa, one of the few jutsu that Akira had acquired the knowledge of how to use. The torrent of water wasn't really specifically aimed towards anyone, but rather towards the spot where Akira last was. This was in case the teenager was now in that spot. No thought was given to if this jutsu would actually give away Akira's position, as he didn't think that far ahead.

"You know, you're rather rude." A grin came across Akira's features as he spoke out loudly. Nothing more than a taunt to try and rile the person up further. Not entirely sure why the young boy remained in the room instead of trying to run away. After all, if you were to come face to face with a psycho who wanted to stab you the most logical thing to do was run. Perhaps Akira's boredom was simply enough to keep him in the cavern. And maybe it was because of the mist he couldn't actually find out where the exits where. The great explorer didn't care that much however, he was confident in his own abilities to escape the area if need be. And also judging from the way this other boy tried to attack, it would be incredibly easy to evade him. After all, only a tortoise would get hit by someone who spent like an hour dancing around the room before trying to stab them. 

Though dodging around and using jutsu wouldn't be that fun. So Akira's hand once more went to his ninja pouch, grabbing a kunai which he held in his right hand. This would be good enough to defend himself if it came to weapon combat. It might be even more useful if he were to get in close to the boy. That didn't seem like a wise move however, Akira wasn't entirely sure on how strong the boy was compared to him. Because of the age difference it was safe to assume that he was physically stronger. After all, what kind of teenager would have the strength of an eleven year old? Akira smiled once again, he would love to meet a person like that. He'd laugh all day at how pathetic they were.

Simply activating the wall walking technique when he noticed a mist beginning to swamp the room, it was weird but the boy appeared to act quite quickly.. perhaps he was not the hare in this situation, but the tortoise. No matter. Looking upwards just to see the position of the boy as he blew out the mist. Fortunately for him, the mist would cover the area before it'd actually be clear whether he hit the wall or not, but he'd play it off like that as he let his feet impact the wall, sounding much like his entire body. During the impact he'd pull out a kunai and simply throw it downwards to the position where Akira had once stood, making it seem as if he believed the young wretch was still there, but of course he did have an idea of where the real one was as he did not recall him moving and could not hear him moving, and in a cavern this open that noise would be pretty obvious.

As he threw the kunai however, it was now that Gilgamesh acted truly like a tactician. Absorbing the impact of touching the wall, he'd use that energy and convert it, using it to propel himself off from the wall with relatively no sound. Landing on the wall just behind Akira, his impact on the wall would happen as soon as the kunai hit the ground of where Akira had once stood, so the clashing of the metal on the ground completely disguised the sound of him touching the wall behind the boy. Naturally though, since they were in a cavern, any sounds that happened within the area would echo around, not being able to distinguish the true source of it; that fact was also aided by how the sight for the two was obscured. Holding his katana out in front of him now, the young, sexy adonis like boy now lunged from the wall silently towards the back of the boy, having his sword aim to pierce the thigh of the young boy. As that happened, the crashing of water rang through the cavern and that was enough for Gilgamesh to assume that this boy was a bender. A water bender. This could be interesting if this move alone didn't incapacitate the boy. 

It was of course now, that the mettle of the two was being tested. Blood would probably be spilled if Gilgamesh had his way, and if the other boy had his way.. well, who knows and who cares, because that scenario would never play out. Even if the boy did defeat Gilgamesh in combat, Gilgamesh would never admit the defeat and thus it would render it useless, because after all, everyone would trust the sexy kid over the kid that sleeps in other peoples caves for a living. The mist in the area was quite blinding indeed, in fact.. he had not seen such a thing before. Was he now hallucinating? Was all of this a dream that had in fact ensnared the young god? Was he now being taken advantage of in the real world? It was all possible with the queerness of the situation, the randomness of the stranger and the very, very strange jutsu that had only just been shown to him. He had heard of a village called the Bloody Village hidden in the Mist or something, so that could relate to this.. was the boy he was now fighting one of the shinobi from that village? He had heard that they had all been killed by an attack from the Akatsuki or something,t he entire village sunken. That was irrelevant though, because even if he was from a village with such a high reputation for their irrefutable skill in combat, he would still be put down like the mongrel he was for even attempting to show up a god; the god that Gilgamesh truly was. Such a divine being in such a divine mantel.. how could he be denied? Those were some pretty weird points, he did not understand how such a foolish boy could deny him. He could potentially lead this boy into a catacomb of wealth! Of course, all of the wealth would be his really since all of the treasure in the world naturally belonged to him as his birth right, but that was beside the point. The young boy could PRETEND to own all of that stuff! After all, that would have to suffice for him as it seemed to be sufficing for the other mongrels out there, after all, only a complete pretender would act like they owned something that Gilgamesh actually owned, and of course, he inherited everything on the day he was born (Except negative stuff like STD's and shit, he didn't inherit them, only cool stuff like treasures and shiny stuff).

Hearing a scuttling of movement, he was unable to pinpoint the exact location of where it was heading but it was clear that his prey had moved from his position of vulnerability, god knows where.. Simply digging his sword into the ground now, he'd use that to flick himself forwards some more. Naturally though, since he was not able to fully control his movements in the rather thick blanket of fog, he'd go a bit off course and left. Little did he know, his foot was traveling directly towards the head of the boy that was standing in the center of the cavern for some reason unknown to himself and anyone else with a competent thought in their head. Just an inch away from the boy's face, Gilgamesh would now notice that the fog lessened a bit.. how weird. So it could now be altered or was it just naturally filtering out? He was unsure, but one thing that was interesting would be for Akira to see a face full of sandal heading directly towards his face.