Once again, this was a fun chapter to write. I'm not sure if I stuck to the basic feel of Naruto, but if I didn't, I stuck to the character's personalities. They both love to fight and dialouge would have just taken away from the fight. Besides, these are the kind's of characters that speak through their fighting! I own nothing except my own characters.
Tira stood approximately 15 meters from Takaguru to her estimate. She ran at him, twirling her modified nunchucks back and forth from hand to hand. Each time one of her hands was empty she flicked her wrist and three shurikan popped into her hand from the mechanisms attached to her arms. She threw them at Takaguru just before transferring her nunchucks to her other hand. She was forcing him to use his chakra so he would eventually run out. He did a few hand seals and held the last one like he had done before. The shurikan bounced off of the wall of air as she kept throwing more. The fight was on her terms now.
At about three meters from him, she ran out of shurikan. She kept running at him. In her last stride toward him she pivoted on her left foot and spun around as her momentum continued to move her toward him. She swiped her nunchucks at him, the blade on them aiming for his temple. The attack hit his wall of air and she transferred her weapon around her back with the recoil and aimed for the other side of his head. The blow was once again blocked by the wall of air, and again she used the recoil to attack once again. Her attacks were relentless, not giving him any time to release his hand seals, let alone do anymore.
She moved to attack at his stomach for about the fifth time when he did something she didn't expect. He raised his foot and kicked at her hand just before her weapon started to recoil. At that exact moment he released his hand seal and he nearly caught her in the wrist just before she jumped back. She stood there, just out of reach to attack, taking heavy breaths. She had worn herself out. Takaguru stood clutching his side where she had kicked him earlier. He breathed heavily as well. She must have broke a few ribs.
Before completely catching his breath, he charged her. She waited for one of his hand seals, thinking that he would once again attempt to use his jutsu to attack once again. She was surprised almost to the point of taking a hit when he punched at her face. She leaned backward and avoided getting hit by less than a centimeter. Before she could react he brought his elbow down on her wrist and she dropped her nunchucks. She took a step back, forced on the defensive.
Takaguru punched at Tira's face again with his left arm. This punch wasn't as forceful as his previous punch, but it was just as fast. She put up her right arm to block. Before she cold even bring her arm down after blocking his blow, he was bringing up his opposite knee towards her side. She took another step back to dodge. He lashed out again with his arm on the same side as the foot he had just tried to kick her with. She blocked and planted her foot behind herself.
She shoved his arm to the side, knocking him off-balance, and lunged at him planting both her palms dead center on his chest. He flew back, but managed to stay on his feet. Tira jumped back to put even more space between them. She landed on something round and nearly fell over before she regained her balance. Takaguru was standing, once again, almost 15 meters from her and was also attempting to recover and was breathing even more heavily than before.
Tira looked at her feet and saw her staff. She looked at the floor between her and Takaguru. Directly in between them she saw where she had stabbed the floor with her katana. She smirked as she rolled the staff up to one foot with her other and kicked it up to her hands. Takaguru looked steady now. Tira felt herself running out of strength, however. She wanted to finish the fight with the next attack.
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Takaguru attempted to control his breathing as Tira stared at him, her staff in hand. She smirked at him as if she had already won the fight. For a second when she had first summoned her nunchucks, he thought that she had, but now he wasn't so sure. He could see that she was wearing out. He could feel the ache in his muscles and the throb of pain in his ribs and chest, but he still thought that it was anyone's fight at this point.
He readied himself. He would need to use more chakra before he prepared to disarm her, but it was necessary if he wanted to stand any chance against her. She was still much better than he was in close combat, but in their last round he had neglected to think to use his kunai once he'd disarmed her. He would win this time.
She charged forward, running as fast as she appeared she could. When she had just barely passed the halfway point between where they originally stood, she thrust her staff into the ground. The staff lodged into a notch in the floor and she vaulted into the air. Takaguru watched in wait as she removed her last scroll from her leg and bit her thumb a second time. She ran her thumb down the scroll and it turned into a sword that was at least twice as big as her.
Takaguru now knew why she had vaulted herself into the air. She had needed the ability to move the giant sword and she wouldn't have had that if she had summoned the sword when she was on the ground. In the air, however, she could maneuver it much more easily. She angled the blade toward Takaguru and brought it down with a double-handed strike. Takaguru barely got his hand seals off in time and the blade hit his wall of air that he had summoned just above his head.
Before he could react, Tira was suddenly using the handle of the giant sword to propel herself downward, below the sword, and then directly toward him. She thrust both her feet toward his head and he released his hands from the seal to reflexively block her kick. Her feet hit his arms, but he couldn't hold the weight she had put behind the blow and his own arms collided with his face.
He flew backward with a sudden massive headache and as he landed flat on his back he heard something else slam into the floor with tremendous force. Takaguru struggled to his feet as he heard Tira's footsteps walking toward him. He began to laugh. His laugh was small at first, but grew as he continued it. It was not an evil laugh, but a laugh of enjoyment. As he finally stood up straight he exclaimed "Great! Now that was the kind of fight I came here for!"
Tira was standing directly in front of him, glaring down at him because even though he was still standing, he was haunched over. She looked pissed. She practically spit her words at him. "You gave away victory just because you wanted a good fight?" Takaguru felt a fist slam into his face and the last thing he heard before he passed out was a girl shouting the word "Idiot!"
I hope by now that all my readers have a taste for what I can do with fights. The fights really aren't my favorite things to write though. After all the fights at the beginning that help introduce the characters and their abilities I hope to put in some drama and romance as well as plot development. I hope the fights are enough entertainment before then. Once again, I ask for constructive criticism or anything that my readers can think of in the form of reviews.