Training in the jungle

Maku would indeed dodge the shuffle kick, at the very least he had speed on his side in combats such as these. "Well, it actually is from these robes I suppose. Infused with my own chakra, in every thread as they were woven. The special space/time chakra allows them to pull me into a.....well basically a phased out place of existence. Almost like an in-between from this corporeal realm and another. It was very costly to have such a thing made, and all be it time consuming. You were away from Yukigakure for a while, I had a lot of free time on my hands." He would say. "I don't think I have any other tricks just yet, maybe later." He would add on smiling.

As Youka threw the ball, Maku would take off running. As he made it to the tree, he dropped down and started sliding on his knees. With both hands at his chest, he would grab the ball, and shove both hands outward. This would cause the ball to fly straight forward. The angle was made as to hit the right most side of the tree, causing the ball to bounce at an angle not favoring Youka's current position, and increasing the distance.

While Maku ran towards the ball and began his slide, he would have one eye on Youka, awaiting the inevitable attempt to stop his actions. Hopefully the location of the ball would prevent his having time to do much to stop him, but you never knew.

Maku talked and talked about something that sounded lame, he had fairy clothes pretty much that allowed him to be the Tinkerbell of ninja. That was all he had to say, not all this about him weaving chakra into clothing, and giving himself a place to be beyond places, or that he was in between realms. He just had to say that he was Tinkerbell and all would have been made clear. Youka watched his friend begin to run and of course Youka was going to intercept him, he wouldn't allow for this to go un stopped, what kind of person would he be if he allowed Maku to do as he pleased?

Making the appropriate handsigns Youka caused a exact replica of himself appear and begin running in the direction towards Maku. Pushing off the tree it was on it would reach the ball just as Maku was reaching it sliding on the ground like a baseball player going into home. As it made it to his location it would crash into Maku Exploding into a surge of electricity hopefully catching Maku in the charge just as he let the ball go flying back upwards.

This would allow the real Youka to come up from the rear where he was in the safety zone and extend his arm forward shooting threads from his hand to wrap around the ball and bring it back to his hand, as he wouldn't have made it in time to catch it on his own. As the ball came back to him he would launch it in the complete opposite direction aiming for a hanging vine that wouldn't cause the ball to bounce but more so change the direction of the ball as it awkwardly hit the vine causing it to swing. The ball would fall five meters away from Maku next to the chair he had first been sitting on.

WC 2630
AP 800-43=747

As he was keeping an eye on Youka, he saw the makings of a hand seal. It was at the same time that Youka made the ram seal, that Maku made horse. Which is about all you need to know, after all a horse beats ram right? Well hopefully that wasn't just over compensating.......... At the same time the clone was created, Maku breathed out his great fire annihilation as he slid. Because he had to turn and fire the flames, he was not able to perform the throw as he had originally wanted. Instead, he merely allowed himself to fall to his back as the fire ended, and thus slide under the ball to have it land on his chest. The fire, due to the timing, he hoped would destroy the clone and possibly catch Youka in his own trick, though the real goal was distraction and destruction of the clone, no more no less.

Once caught, he would stand. If Youka immediately attacked him, or was able to counter his attack then he would be forced to take action right away. If given but a moment then Maku would speak just a little. "How about a game of catch." He would say before drop kicking the ball. It would make a punter 20 meters from the end zone proud as the ball sailed straight up to a peak of 50 meters. Maku instead of focusing on the ball, would have all eyes on Youka, to prevent him from catching the ball, instead of making him go mobile.

AP= 1099+10-40= 1069

(The plus 10 is from not doing anything in the previous post)

This seemed to be a forever game of who could counter the next action, however it would seem Youka would be able to catch Maku in a quick disadvantage as he noted the fire being shot in its huge display of power and destruction. He waited as he could feel the heat from the flames but waited more so for the giant conflagration to cover the entire area and take away Maku's eye sight of Youka due to the volume of flames he shot.

As the flames took up the view Youka made the hand signs for the substitution jutsu to trade places with one of the multiple branches that had been burned asunder and laying on the ground. As the fire engulfed Youka's clone and himself the substitution was complete as the thing that was burned was the stick and Youka was now directly next to Maku as he continued his slide to its finishing point. Youka's hand would already be glowing blue with medical chakra as he brought his hand down in a chopping manner on Maku's right side of his neck (speed 130). If this was done crrectly without interuption Maku would no longer be in control of his body and what would happen next would be pure comedy gold to watch

WC 2845
AP 747-41=706

As the ball touched his chest, and his slide reached it's climax, Youka's signature was suddenly right next to him.  As the hand rushed down, Maku's face looked super scared almost comically scared which was by design I might add.  With his sharingan eyes, the scene seemed to move slowly, however the short distance that he needed to move would do just fine and in fact, in this instance Youka's faster movement would aid Maku's goals more than his own.  Considering Youka was moving his arm at a speed that was generally much greater than the man could normally move, Maku was confident he would not be able to halt his progression.  Due to his outlandish reaction time, Maku made the almost sub-concious move to block the oncoming strike with the ball simply by moving it a matter of a few inches up, because he moved at 110 he would just barely position the ball in time, which should give no down time and further his goal of causing Youka to hit the ball with his own attack.  However not only would he move the ball to be between him and Youka's blue hand, but he would purposely not infuse his chakra into the ball leaving it incredibly vulnerable.  Making sure he did this right, he also made to move the ball to fallow Youka's actions so even if he attempted to twist, he would still come into contact with the ball.

By allowing him to reach the climax of the slide and have the ball at his chest, Youka had sealed his own fate, as long as everything went to plan of course.  Just as Maku's own confidence caused his own problems at the beginning of the fight, Youka wanting to strike Maku directly would cause problems for him.  Once his hand hit the ball it would surely burst it, causing Maku to become the winner of round one.  "You think you can stitch that back up?"  Maku would say as he was laying on the ground, holding the deflated ball.  He hoped that because Youka had busted the ball he would stop his attack, if not then Maku would not only be holding a destroyed ball, but he would also be laying on the ground like he had cerebral palsy.

ap=1079

Youka was indeed surprised by how well Maku moved in close range distances it showed how much he was growing in every aspect of combat. It also meant that Youka couldn't slack off and let Maku get out of his so easily. Youka would continue through with his action even though it meant he would lose a point in their little game. Doing so would help him easily win the next three points in this game quickly without fail. Youka continued his attack tearing through the ball with a slight look of frustration on his face as he saw it break so easily against his hand. His hand would still follow through to connect to Maku's neck as the distance was next to nothing now.

Youka's strike would connect if nothing else happened to impede it and he would watch Maku as he struggled to do much of anything anymore. Youka would scratch his head with his left hand as he reached into a pocket and pulled out a bright red ball of the same size and make of the last one. He indeed was lucky to have brought another with him other wise it would be game over. He would continue as if nothing happened throwing the ball to hit the chair before bouncing on the ground. What would Maku do now?

WC 3068

Feeling his body go crazy, he attempted to move as soon as the strike happened.  Though everything he wanted to do was in reverse.  A precarious situation indeed.  Attempting to stand at the same time that Youka was scratching his head, he looked like a retarded dolphin attempting to swim on concrete.  An expierenced fighter like himself, could feel when he attempted to get up he merely flopped back down.  With great focus he turned his eyes to look at his hand.  In this way he put himself under the ephermal genjutsu.  Now, Maku was a smart cookie, and he knew if he was forced to lay in cerebral palsy mode, this game was not gonna end well.  So since he was moving in the opposite way he wanted to, to solve the problem became rather simple.

He would place himself under his own genjutsu, and there he would make the change needed.  Putting on the illusion of all his movements would cause him to move backward, this reversed the reversal of motions Youka had intended, there for revitalizing his control over his body.  The genjutsu would be complete as Youka was throwing the ball, and it would be half way to its destination.  Raising his hand, crooked to still looked like he was in cerebral palsy mode, he flicked it to tiger, when it got to his chest.  Coughing a hidden mist would blow straight up into Youka's face, covering the area and hiding Maku.  

Once the mist had begun expelling, he started rolling to get himself away from Youka before standing up, and running towards the destination of the ball.  His eyes strained as he ran.  Making it to the chair, he would see the ball bounce off a root, and dive to catch it.  If successful he would catch it right before it hit the ground.  Serves Youka right for being a jerk and not resetting after round one.  If allowed to catch the ball he would dismiss the mist clearing the field, and look at Youka with a grin.  "That was low bro"

1079-10-1-30= 1038

(2822)

This was indeed becoming more trouble than what it was worth and his friend was trying his best to ensure the score would not be tallied evenly. He even seemed to find a way to fight through the complete numbing sensation and complete reversing of his movements which was a feat on its own. Making a slight frown on his face as he watched his perfectly executed strike become nothing in mere seconds. There was no need to watch the ball soar to its destination Youka already knew it's course so it gave him the opportunity to focus on Maku completely just in case he tried something else.

Watching closely as Maku's struggles became less and less frantic and he gained more control of the body Youka saw something he didn't like, a hand sign. It was at this moment that Maku loked up towards Youka as if he was going to attempt to spit in his face,what the hell kind of attack was that!? Youka quickly pointed his left palm towards Makus face allowing his threads to shoot forth and if successful would violate Maku's mouth in the most rapeish of ways. The threads would worm in his mouth and touch his toncils allowing Maku to become a pro deep throat master by force.

AP 706-10=696

Maku's sharingan picked up the motion of Youka's movements.  The threads moved at their speed of 50 towards Maku, which was honestly pretty damn slow, he had waited all this time for such a puss move.  Changing tactics rapidly, his hands blurred as they flicked from one hand seal of tiger to instead that of horse.  As the threads were just a few inches from Maku's move, surely their rapey intention to be halted, fire spewed from Maku's mouth.  He unleashed the great fire annihilation straight up.  It would burn through the threads in an instant, and even catch Youka in the fire as well, surely burning off those caterpillars that Youka kept as pets above his eyes.  

As the fire flew forward, Maku would move and dash towards the ball.  However, due to the delay in his actions the ball would hit the ground with a resounding rubber ball bounce of failure for Maku.  Lifting the ball, Maku looked towards Youka, who hopefully wouldn't be to burnt up about the fire, hahaha damnt I need to write a comedy book, Maku thought to himself.  "Well one to one I guess.  Side bar before we start the next round, I've been thinking about doing something crazy and stupid, have any ideas?"  He would say as he held the ball, a smile across his face.  The jester demon in his soul chuckled as well.  The two minds were so similar they really just worked in tandem instead of against one another.  Maku would wait for Youka's response.

(3078)

Everything these two did even when just practicing to better their own skills was done to brutal efficiency. Sometimes this was a good thing and other times it was slightly less so as they would both never give the other a upper hand in any venture. This more than likely also looked extremely dangerous for those looking from the outside in as no punches were being pulled and each hit was meant to kill.

Even in this moment as Youka's threads were flying towards Maku's mouth, Maku was already thinking of a way out of it and a way to counteract it with deadly force. Youka noticed sadly too late that the hand seal had changed and was now in a form he had seen before. Youka moved his strength to his legs increasing his speed drastically to avoid the fire before it fanned out into its great destructive force. In the great conflagration of flames Youka slid out deeper into the forest hoping to hid himself and give the illusion that Maku had succeeded. As Maku reached the ball after it bounced Youka would appear to the side of his friend with his arm around Maku's shoulders watching the flames burn through the forest ahead of them.

"What are your ideas on what we should do, I've been feeling like cutting loose anyway. This other side of me is also trying to break out, maybe a little entertainment will calm him."

AP 691