Disclaimer: I own some bleach. You know the stuff you put in the laundry? Ya but sadly not the anime/Manga so don't arrest me!
This is it the big battle. I will try to end the story within this and the next two chapters. So here it is!
Chapter 9
He had been wrong.
Killing was only in his blood if the opponent was worthy or capable of fighting.
Fighting was what he really lived for.
Not that it had been a secret.
Especially now.
Interesting this definately would be.
I took a deep breath knowing this was not going to be easy.
Then Kenpachi launched himself at me.
I raised my sword to block it.
I had once again under estimated his strength.
I was forced backwards.
Kenpachi didn't back away though he moved with me.
Continually adding more and more pressure onto my blade.
I glared into the beast's eyes and applied equal force that pushed us apart.
I knew that wasn't even his full strength.
Kenpachi relied mostly on brute strength and spiritual energy as his weapons.
No matter what I had to destroy him.
He was my greatest threat.
I knew his strengths and weaknesses.
His weakness would be the key in my victory.
This was just a minor delay in the process.
Kenpachi immediatly felt a difference in his strength.
He was weaker.
This was good.
This gave Kenpachi all the more reason to fight harder.
Weakness meant room for improvement.
Kenpachi braced himself for another attempt to attack.
Once again he launched himself at the Namaenai.
But this time he was ready.
He held his ground.
The man grinned and pulled away striking at a different angle.
Kenpachi caught his blade with his own.
They drew away made contact again.
Both analyzing each other's foot work and patterns of attack.
To no avail.
Neither had a particular way of fighting just that it get done.
With each strike the men got stronger and stronger.
Feeding off of the spiritual pressure around them.
This fight was far from finished.
I taught him well.
And too much.
Now I was angry.
I couldn't be destroyed by my own creation.
He truly was a monster.
Then I felt my blade make contact with his rough flesh.
I used one thing he didn't.
Shunpo or Flash Step.
So to my pleasure I had just made the first cut.
Down his side.
The blood soaked his captain's haori.
I made the crucial mistake to let down my guard.
So in consequence I recieved a cut from my shoulder to my elbow.
I gritted my teeth together.
It had been a while since I had felt a blade across my skin.
"Oh well," I thought tearing away my torn sleeve.
I moved quickly blocking his attack just in time.
He grinned at me.
"Don't let your guard down then this fight'll be no fun," he said.
"You're right about that.
Don't worry I won't make that mistake again," I replied giving him a menacing grin.
My thirst for blood was becoming unbarable.
I didn't have an eye patch like Kenpachi to help me hold back my spiritual pressure.
So I had to constantly hold back with each attack I made.
I knew it wouldn't be long before I cracked and let loose all of my power.
That combined with the power of the Namaenai, heck even Kenpachi wouldn't be able to bear.
I know this wasn't the whole fight. Don't worry. Read and review. The more reviews the sooner I will try to update. No pressure . . . *Sharpens blade*
