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[HYUUGA KAMAJIN]

They were some things that Kamajin never allowed the Village in the Hidden Leaves to take away from him. One thing was his talents; his skills that were justly earned from his Academy days to the level of Jounin he reached that he used as foundation to hone his skills even futher. There was also his ambition – the Village, particularly his former clan, took away his childhood, and his happiness; in essence, his personality and cheerful disposition was taken as well. However, his drive and dreams were never deterred, hence why he chose the nukenin life to preserve what he had left. Finally, there were his ‘spots’. The places around the Village he favored, and used as a thinking spot. In a way, he found his ‘happy place’ there despite the irony of him not ever appearing happy again.


Kamajin was standing atop the waterfall where he was right between the towering stone statue’s heads. It was a battle to be forever edged in time by this monument. It represented a struggle battle for Kamajin himself as well. This was why he favored this spot. He always stood looking down and admiring the scene; the only difference this time was now the special cloak he as wearing: a cloak which represented the most hated and concerning shinobi in the world to be automatically classified as a threat. The choice he made came with its costs and its privileges. Kamajin knew what he was doing though; his life was precious to him, and that was something he came to learn as a missing-nin. He was a calculating man who was always planning; he was visible for anyone to see, and he didn’t care. He wasn’t going to let anyone get in the way of the very few things he actually favored.

[KAGUYA JOJO]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=background,http://i1235.photobucket.com/albums/ff422/garraslayer1/Editables%20for%20Others/0003.jpg][atrb=width,500,true][atrb=height,550,true][div style="margin-top: 130px;margin-right:130px;width:[br"]270px;height:400px;overflow:auto;color:#CC00AA] Jojo had enjoyed her day off as many could say. She personally would expect herself to believe that she would be able to perform the most absolute study for today. What should she study today though? It could very easily be many different facets of the history she needed to remember and for that, she had field study reports she could learn from. It all helped her in the long-run no less. She would then grab five field study reports and then following that up she also grabbed a clan report of what known histories there were. She had many different clan studies to do and in the long run she also had to learn many things of the entirety of the village itself for her memory loss was not something she enjoyed having. So where in she would give the gate keeper information as to where she would be going. Jojo would pop her neck and then happen to get herself through her mental restraints while unlocking what memories she had to. Gaining knowledge of the Great War, of the Uchiha and other Dojutsu clans. All of which are individual great clans that allow her to focus and learn everything she needs to learn. As she gracefully learned to analyze the histories, she would be traveling to the one place that she knew she could maintain complete knowledge of. The history of the start of the Leaf Village, the place where the two ninja fought and yet found peace, the same place that two friends found way to destroy each other, leading to an eternity of hatred with each other. At least that is what the official reports of the incident so many years ago stated. Her own mind dictated it as nothing though when her memory would be slowly reinitiating itself. She would find someone here though, someone she did not know yet that chakra was far too impressive to be that of any average fighter. So therefore, she would gather round and walk towards the being as she called out to him, “Hello there, how might you be?” Her green hair and face accented well, the ‘v’ shaped tattoo on her head replaced the old emblem of the Kaguya while it glowed from her chakra justly so as she would keep all mentality to her own. Clothed in a white tunic with a black sash around her waist and black belts holding her swords along her back. Gladly she did not have much to worry for because she was graceful in her knowledge now, as she would notice things around here. She wondered what else there was for her to focus on as it were. With that being said, she would gladly look at this Shinobi after having asked him, she would merely be patient and graceful in her efforts to converse.

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[HYUUGA KAMAJIN]

His eyes closed softly and slowly at the sound of a greeting made out to him. His hands were in his pants pockets; clothes softly being brushed by the wind current streaming past him at his current position atop the statues. Closing his eyes made the waterfall’s crashing sound more effective and calming, almost drowning out the greeting; nevertheless, it was already heard, and identified as well. The familiar voice of the green-haired Kaguya woman was one not easily forgettable. The two came across paths long before as the Hyuuga was a part of the Leaf, but it was a voice not heard from recent times. Kamajin would not have imagined seeing the woman again soon, or at the very least, she wouldn’t have been in his top 5 choices to run into when he made this trip to the Valley of the End. He took in one solid breath, and breathed slowly out through his nostrils. ”I’m well, Jojo Kaguya.”



He wondered why she was here of all places there and then, and couldn’t also help but wonder if it had to do with his own presence there. He was officially a missing-nin wanted dead or alive by the same Village that he disowned. Not many people knew of his current status, at least not the common folk of the Village. However, there was no doubt that ninja like her was well aware, so the possibility of her being there to subdue him was no stranger. Yet, the thought didn’t trouble him. Her persona and body language was just as calming and relaxed as it was before. Jojo must recall Kamajin’s inability to talk much, and act somewhat distant. And yet, just the mere fact that he responded to the woman showed respect right there. The two had an interesting past – it was somewhat of a ‘silent’ rivalry, although Kamajin didn’t really pay it much mind before, and honestly didn’t come back to his memory then either. The Hyuuga still gazed out atop the First Hokage’s stone head looking at the distance with the Kaguya still behind his back.

[KAGUYA JOJO]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=background,http://i1235.photobucket.com/albums/ff422/garraslayer1/Editables%20for%20Others/0003.jpg][atrb=width,500,true][atrb=height,550,true][div style="margin-top: 130px;margin-right:130px;width:[br"]270px;height:400px;overflow:auto;color:#CC00AA] It was good to hear this man speak once more, it was an oddity to be certain and then she would smile and take full assurance of them as she would smile and with a pop of her neck. With a hop of the foot she would set herself down and look at him, “You always were rigid you know? Always uptight and formal, must be why you were the mystery of the class when we were genin.” She smiled, it was interesting as it seemed. She grew up with many though mainly to help them through the academy, no worries to her own actual main conscience of the academy itself. “You were in the class above me in the academy itself but we were probably in a couple missions together when I became a chuunin. Funny how it worked out,” She eased some, not completely but enough to show that she wasn’t planning to be aggressive. Jojo was always the same, happy go lucky and ultimately the same in terms of being peaceful. She would look at him and ask kindly, “What made you want to not be in the Leaf Village anymore? Everyone has their reasons and for that I must know yours. I know one ninja who realized the truth of his clan so he went away and chose to seclude away from the village with thoughts of revenge, you may automatically know who this is, but for the longest time I did not.” She of course was always known for having the worst memory of things while keeping some important information retained, a lot of it was lost. She respected his opinions which would mainly be the why as to the reason she asked in the first place. Her mentioning of such important materials were the main focus for her visit that day and in this location only made it that much more outstanding.

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[HYUUGA KAMAJIN]

Kamajin was always made out to be the cold figure, but it was all in perception. He just wasn’t a man that liked to talk, and express himself through typical means – like the same speech. If he was happy or excited, it would only show through his actions. Words were meaningless, or barely worth Kamajin’s time at most times. As people were accustomed to use it as their main form of communication and expression, he chose differently. If he learned anything from his past, it was just how to trust people, so they can’t knife you in the back, and use you for their own means – words are one of the most powerful tools of deception, so there was that. Of course, it was a continuous process to read others with no certain time frame; it was an ongoing mission for him, and that was how he chose to live his life. Currently, that mission was with his newly-found alliance, and just as anything else that comes to his path, he was always wary.


As he gazed out to the distance and the peaceful scenery, he still took in his new guest’s words as she tried to make conversation with him. If Jojo’s mysterious presence there wasn’t intriguing to the Hyuuga, her words would just disappear in the wind. Honestly, just the tone of her voice brought Kamajin back to those same-said days she brought up at the academy. Even then, she took pleasure seemingly in trying to make the Hyuuga talk with her. She called him a mystery back then.. but Kamajin merely grunted slightly at the comment. No one really knew what came across his path, even from his young age. Of course, he would never be the one to be loose-lipped, and with the Hyuugas being just how they are, there was little chance for anyone to know his full story. Throughout it all, Kamajin stood rigid not moving a muscle; not even a line in his facial expression moved with his gaze still affixed to the distance. ..but at Jojo’s comment of how “funny it all turned out”, that oddly made him look behind him to find her there for the first time.


Supposedly, she took that rare opportunity to have Kamajin’s attention to ask him bluntly why he left the Leaf. So, his suspicions were right. His story was practically still in the dark – all people really knew that he just left his clan and then his Village. They knew that he was already an outsider from the Hyuugas, and that was most likely the connection to his departure, but that was where the line would have to be drawn. No more details could have been known, and that was just fine with Kamajin. He kept his cold, blue eyes upon the green-haired, grown Kayuga. Looking at her now, she looked like a capable kunoichi, and without having to use his White Eye. He could equally figure that her own gift was refined as well. However, he still wondered why she was there. Just what did she want?
”I don’t have to tell you my reason or my story.” Plain and simple. Kamajin didn’t have a reason, so why should he? Still, certain words of hers captured his interest. He knew who she meant with certainty, but her knowledge of him was odd. ”What else do you know about him?” Kamajin didn’t think that word would be out yet on his own induction into Jewnikami. He didn’t even have on the cloak that day. He wasn’t too eager on word spreading just yet if he had the control over that information for now.

[KAGUYA JOJO]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=background,http://i1235.photobucket.com/albums/ff422/garraslayer1/Editables%20for%20Others/0003.jpg][atrb=width,500,true][atrb=height,550,true][div style="margin-top: 130px;margin-right:130px;width:[br"]270px;height:400px;overflow:auto;color:#CC00AA] So he thought Jojo did not need to hear his story, and yet he asked what all she knew of Sasuke. She would look at him and then sigh, “You really are thick you know that? You ask me a question without wanting to answer one of mine. So how about a compromise, I listen to your answer and I’ll tell you all the information I have gathered on the man you asked me about.” Little did she know that this boy knew both Sasuke and Zero yet at the same time she was not placed to serving either of them in the form she had now, which thankfully the only person to have seen her changing through that form was Zero who also knew the differences between her and the other form. Jojo would pop her neck lightly, anticipating some answer from smart ass to clever, either one being highly likely in the long run. Jojo remembered back in the days that the two actually spent a little time together, the stuff they would do were minor, Hell come to think of it they were always competing back and forth about most everything. Whether it was to see who challenged whose sensei’s first or so on, strength though was the only thing that the two ever did that with, in the form of talking it was always Jojo. She had no major grudge and she loved to talk, one of the things that kept her from being always estimated right was the fact that she always talked and for that she would be underestimated often just from the subtle reasons she made one believe. “Just to let you know, a lot of people whisper of your being gone, as if they all know the reason why but me, I don’t know because I had lost most of my memory. I want to remember things.” Her voice would say though it wasn’t a childish crying out at all.

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[HYUUGA KAMAJIN]

Kamajin smiled. It was a purely genuine one, and with the appearance of his glasses slightly grasping the shine of the overheard sun, his smile looked truly menacing. Those glasses Kamajin treasured were a true asset to help protect his Byakugan, and also, for his personality. The reason for his smile though was at the woman’s retort and motion for an exchange of information. If Jojo knew anything about Kamajin, it would be his attitude when it came to chatty instances, so he would have hoped that she would know how the man would respond, and if indeed she did, then she wouldn’t have made such a statement in the first place. With the glare in his glasses still present, he responded, ”The bartering days are over, my dear. And when it comes to words, you should know I’m not interested anyway.” He turned around now facing her directly as he decided to fold his arms across his chest. ”You were always quite the studier. Figure it out.” Even though he was still curious about what she knew about Sasuke, it wasn’t anything that really pulled him to discover. Although, even know he figured she meant the Uchiha, there was always a chance that she could have meant Zero by that retort, which would lead him to be even more curious. Still, he kept his suspicions to himself.


One thing that he didn’t expect though was someone like Jojo to be there. Either way, he didn’t care because the Jewnikami was still a secretive group in forming that still wasn’t known of by even most of the major villages, so the cloak that he was wearing wouldn’t even be recognized. Her next statements to him were not much of a surprise. Kamajin’s departure was sudden and without much warning or even detection from most of the Village. Just his sudden disappearance from the Village alone was enough to get people whispering. ”They just know as much as you do. Only my clan and the Hokage would know. ” As much as he despised the same-said people he called, there was not much resentment in his voice. Kamajin was a master at controlling his emotions, and evoking it in when he chose to. The lack of resentment he placed didn’t give much suspicion to the girl that they were the reason. He shook his head slightly at her, and he wondered when would this girl learn. As much as she tried to contest with him, he really didn’t pay it much mind, and merely returned the favor in his competing actions as a result. However, thinking back, that action alone probably encouraged her to think he considered her a true rival – and yet, the two never really battled or communicated on deep levels. B y now, Kamajin would assume that Jojo knew that through actions would Kamajin be responsive. If she or any of the Village had caught wind of his ruthless actions in battle, then maybe she’d understand what he was all about there and then.
All the same, Kamajin stood there with his neutral appearance set in once more as his cloak billowed faintly in the brushing wind, waiting to see what the woman will say or do next.

[KAGUYA JOJO]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=background,http://i1235.photobucket.com/albums/ff422/garraslayer1/Editables%20for%20Others/0003.jpg][atrb=width,500,true][atrb=height,550,true][div style="margin-top: 130px;margin-right:130px;width:[br"]270px;height:400px;overflow:auto;color:#CC00AA] Jojo would sigh with a low calm pause, it always seemed that such things were inoperable and quite unique to her own. She would look at him, the way he spoke had allowed her to fully grasp that the non-talkative Shinobi hated to speak, or at least that was what it seemed. She knew she would study more into it and even ask the Hokage one day and for that she would look at him. Calmly she would recall how the two were rivals in studies from the days in the academy but never have they ever fought each other. She would find it laughable, the reckoning to which the two never fought each other. She would shake her head with a small laugh along her lips. It happened to be absolutely hilarious to her for such a thing. Her face looking at him she would have laughter in her eyes. “Come to think of it neither of us have ever fought one another. Even in the Chuunin exam we never fought each other. How about a little spar then, before we part ways. I am certain you don’t want me around to know where you are going from here so I won’t ask where.” She would say with a calm smile and from there she would push a bone blade out of her wrist, lance like protrusions from each palm as she would smile. She would allow the bones to grow to an elegant length of that of a short sword as she would bring a leg back and enter a stance that prepped for a frontal and airborne assault. Though easily transferable for other sides. She smiled and hoped this could potentially lead to some information to be shared between the two, but this boy’s parting gift would only prove to be a parting gift between village ninja and an unknown greeting between Jewnikami ninja.

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[HYUUGA KAMAJIN]

As Kamajin’s dark bangs and unique cloak billowed slightly to the particularly evident winds at the peak of the two legends’ stone heads, his stance was still firm with arms folded as he looked at Jojo. After his comment, he noticed how the green-haired woman started to smile and laugh just a bit at him. At this, the man’s brow raised, and his own smile returned to its own serious, yet neutral stature. Just what would she be finding amusing from all of this? ..perhaps it was merely a realization of who she was dealing with, and with the kind of woman the Kaguya was, laughing from her own misguided notion of Kamajib would be the natural response. Nevertheless, it would just have the opposite reaction for Kamajin; his discerning, yet somber state would be reflected into his eyes, and body expression. It was then that the Hyuuga decided to look into her eyes, and focus more on the true inner self of the woman: the saying of the eyes being the windows to one’s soul was no rumour; not for Kamajin anyway. He was very inept at the “social butterfly” quality that others seem to grasp so simply, yet he made up for it from his calculating ability to read people very expertly, and looking through their eyes was merely one method; his Byakugan being a more extreme form of his natural trait.


As he saw the laughter and warmth in her eyes, he merely recollected seeing her back in those Village days. Jojo wasn’t a very substantial part of his past; she was merely a classmate that he didn’t mind trying to challenge as she was clearly trying to do the same to Kamajin first. His past would be more concerned with his “home life”; the Academy was just a huge distraction, and training step for him – it would be his growing up that took up the most memory and care in his past, and how he would use it to avenge himself for their transgressions. However, as he remembered her in the classes, training sessions, and even learning of her unique capabilities, looking into the woman’s eyes also struck him back into the most recent past – not too long ago when Zero Cypher offered him a position on his newly formed association, followed quaintly by an actual conversation between the two, including how he had a very loyal member under his employ as they employed a secret agent persona themselves. Even though Zero wasn’t direct about them, being the kind of man Kamajin is, it was all that he needed to facilitate his own perceptions on their identity. It only took this memory for him to … “redirect” his attention into her smiling eyes. And that he did…


Her words were clearly heard, but in his lax yet stern appearance, his own focus was still in his eyes, and as she spoke of her recollection of the two not sparring before, even in the Chuunin exams, and proposing a fight, something appeared in her eyes – something that wasn’t smiling, and emoted laughter and innocence as Jojo usually incorporated into her everyday persona. There was something of passion, focus….and something else that he wasn’t able to even recognize. Whatever it was, Kamajin needn’t divulge its identity – just its presence in Jojo’s eyes was enough for him to realize that she wasn’t all that she appeared to be; just like Kamajin. The Hyuuga took in her request, and clearly acknowledged as she was clearly not taking no for an answer while she grew her bones from her wrists that appeared to be finely crafted for swords. Kamajin released his firm stance as his arms rested at his sides, and his feet were separated a little more apart from each other than they previously were. He watched her carefully now, and responded, ”I don’t spar; I fight with reason.” At that point, he took off his glasses, and placed them inside his cloak. ”There’s something I must..confirm. If I must satisfy this sparring wish..” He quickly took out two kunai blades; one in each hand; staring at her intently. ”So be it.”

[KAGUYA JOJO]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=background,http://i1235.photobucket.com/albums/ff422/garraslayer1/Editables%20for%20Others/0003.jpg][atrb=width,500,true][atrb=height,550,true][div style="margin-top: 130px;margin-right:130px;width:[br"]270px;height:400px;overflow:auto;color:#CC00AA] How one knows that they can judge a fight just by a stance, the fight itself relied on the mind and from Jojo’s perspective she would only smile more, the very fact that she was able to perform an outstanding performance with her dances. With full use of her arms and legs she would steady herself, bones pouring through her body, The rush that occurred, the flow of the calcium as it were. Such an excellent form of her own as she would focus and perplex the situation. Her forearm, calcium flowing and like a funnel the lance-like protrusions from her wrist had formed upon such claims that her own were remarkable. The images to which she last used this dance on someone, the fight against Zero, had exhausted her of three of her five dances. Gratefully such a fight did not have her use up all five, because to use the fifth would mean certain death to more than one person or thing. However, here and now the use of such a technique would merely mean the destruction of one of the two statues. Her body would ease, her breath slowing into a steady pace as she kept her eyes, including her mind’s eye, all on this one boy. Her entire face was surreal, as she would glare with her golden eyes, focusing on the target. Each lance like protrusion would perform its use to the fullest while she would keep her lips curled in a smile. With such a body as hers, the momentum to which she could perform maneuvers and abilities, she would judge distance, the longest couple seconds that passed just to keep a strategy in mind. Jojo would recite a quote, one that has ruled her life for years, “I walk the path of demons so I can reclaim,” breathing lightly and then rushing forwards with her shikotsumyaku circulating and her arm coming back to then perform its multiple attacks, “what was lost to me!” With that final thought, her attack pursued to push multiple thrust maneuvers with one hand while the other hung back to aid in defense when needed. These thrusts were calculated, fast, dangerously quick as they charged forward, expelling little strength as they came through and attack. The dance brought thought of the time that Jojo was in the chuunin exam and this dance meant the difference of life and death. The push and pull of her bones as the multiple charges of the attack aimed to each vital spot of the body in small amounts of time. Such momentum and speed tore her opponent apart in the forest of death and yet it had saved her. She knew nothing for the person she killed but nor did she feel sorry, bringing her back to the present with her attack as it was coming about.

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[HYUUGA KAMAJIN]

He had to be honest: it was almost as if a flower was blooming right in front of Kamajin’s eyes. The green-haired woman that he could manage to recollect from his past days appeared to be an innocent, sweet kunoichi greeting him right there and then. Now, as she gained her battle stance, she had a different look and feel about her. Her body was perfectly staged, and ready for whenever was to come. Her appearance and personality completely transformed to one of passion and focus. Kamajin could see it all, particularly in her golden, readied eyes carefully calculating him just as he was reading her. The Hyuuga had never really paid much attention to this woman, perhaps even not as much as he was starting to upon their short conversation moments ago, but from that very moment, he was intrigued by the situation present in front of him. He recalled just what made Jojo special, or to Kamajin, what made her important enough to remember. He remembered doing more research on the Kaguya Clan, and their bloodline limit abilities as well. An almost extinct clan that was infamous for their ruthlessness and recklessness on the battlefield which led to most of their demises. Clearly, he couldn’t say that Jojo was exactly like them because he could also tell that she had some form of tact and carefulness about her, although the vibe that she gave off did give the impression of a ruthless composure – especially when her Kekkei Genkai was becoming active.


However, the man was not intimidated. It was just not in his nature to react in practically any situation with an emotional outburst, such as worry or fear. Whatever he would feel concerned about and whatnot, it would be reflected in his actions, or bottled up. When in the face of fear, he would usually mask that, and let a more passionate form of battling be the result to keep his fears in the backseat. Yes, Kamajin was a complex individual, and it would take very, very few in the world to understand him. To date, the only person that did would be his mother, and just perhaps, especially if he did his research, Zero Cypher would begin to as well. All the same, the Hyuuga already took his glasses on as his blue eyes stared on at the woman calculating him and possibly developing a strategy. Kamajin merely kept his frowning disposition up, and still showed lack of interest in Jojo. Earlier, he confessed that he was interested in Jojo’s personality change, but it wasn’t enough to have him...”thrilled”. He heard her recite a quote that he assumed she held dear, and with those words which he barely took into consideration for their meaning, or their meaning to her in particular, she rushed forward with her wrist-laden protrusion of calcium-enhanced bone at him. As he recalled, this was one of the Kaguya dances which they have named after flowers: ironic after his first comparison with Jojo to a changing flower. Hell if he would recall the name of the technique, but he did recall the form and capabilities. Kamajin merely gave a ‘hmph’ under his breath just as she pushed off, just after her recitation.


”When will you learn to shut up?” he commented with closed eyes. Then, as he knew she was practically halfway coming for him with golden eyes aimed at him decisively, Kamajin widened his eyes with merely one of his hands erect forming a hand sign. He muttered the name of his technique under his breath, possibly unknowing to Jojo that it was a technique at all. All the kunoichi would see is that after Kamajin made his statement about shutting up, the Hyuuga would be rushing up to the woman unexpectedly with incredible speed, at which point he would have slain her, and ultimately announced that her death was quick and useless as she drew. As she would still grasp for air and life defiantly, the Hyuuga would look at her cruelly, and ruthlessly stab the woman up to no end.


The effects of the Death Viewing Technique was a cruel one. Due to the intense images of herself being killed by Kamajin, and being cut down there and then with her life coming to an end, her real body would be sent into a state of shock from the mental trauma which would send her to her knees; unable to move, except the quivering of her body from the deadly images. As she knelt down, all she would be able to witness is her own death in her mind. Kamajin would still be standing in the same spot watching his green-haired victim quivering to her knees halfway in the middle of her assault. There was only one way to escape the technique, but he wondered how the beginning of this would come out.

[KAGUYA JOJO]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=background,http://i1235.photobucket.com/albums/ff422/garraslayer1/Editables%20for%20Others/0003.jpg][atrb=width,500,true][atrb=height,550,true][div style="margin-top: 130px;margin-right:130px;width:[br"]270px;height:400px;overflow:auto;color:#CC00AA] Her technique and stance, the way she moved like a petal in the air, twisting and turning in the air itself. Such a way Jojo would find utterly useless in the presence of the technique that would be forming. Utter Killing Intent, the push of force into her that would have her envision the attack of the kunai aiming to go pushing through her neck. Yet her body had automatically taken itself to brush such a thing aside, her bones pushing outward with the use of the Larch Dance, and the attack still going forwards, pushing through the bone, going through it, yet the chakra signature of the man was still standing in front of her. This allowed her to know that it was a technique, the AnBu were all taught about the technique individually though there were plenty of ways to break out of this technique, Jojo took a more direct approach. Her eyes closed, fear ridding itself as she would only focus on the chakra signature of the man, the individual in front of her as such forms of individual attack would now be useless. Bones of the larch dance protruding out of her shoulders, ribs, elbows, knees, and wrists. All of these bones from the Larch and Willow dance allowed her to keep herself steady. When indeed would she learn to shut up, maybe never but for now her stance steadied, the Killing Intent’s effects slowly fade away as she would feel her quivering knees fade away. She would then rush towards the chakra signature, twirling like a spinning top and becoming a mass of spikes and came towards with spinning attacks, any fatal counter attack would presentably be made to null out by her bones shifting to block it. The chakra of the bones and view of her mind’s eye in congruent interaction made way to keep anyone on their toes and her own will to attack in itself as an ever so flowing movement. The way to perform it would only allow it to perform ever so much more potently than before. A spinning top against the Hyuuga ninja, alas she only knew that the Hyuuga had all seeing eyes that were in many senses equal to the Uchiha. Dojutsu of the highest while her own skills were potentially dangerous on their own. She would portray the attacks of a battle-maiden while using her shielded attacks in that of a dancer with spinning and lunging of her willow and larch dances. Both making her a porcupine of her own body, bones jutting out every where as she was slowly making headway to pushing her mind over into the rage of the Kaguya, attacking in a unfamiliar feel due to not having it powered by vengeance or hatred yet the dance was quite similar.

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[HYUUGA KAMAJIN]

The woman’s technique began to slow down, at least to a point where he knew that the effect of his small Genjutsu would take force. He watched his own vision he created for Jojo’s viewing pleasure as he took the kunai to plunge into her neck, and send her in a state of shock and displeasure. Such feats were so violent, and realistic in the ninja world – shinobi who suffered at the fate of the Death Viewing Technique were getting a glimpse of reality in a sense, and if they were not able to conquer it, then they would not fare well at the Jounin level of the ninja world, and belonged back at their Academies in Kamajin’s eyes. He was called the Silent Storm for a reason; he was calculating in battle, and quite fierce, and the Genjutsu he used to usually test the waters of the approaching battle was merely the beginning. So, he watched to see just what this kunoichi was made of. He had his theory before he implemented the Jutsu, and not a surprise to the Hyuuga, he saw the theory become reality.


He knew quite well already that this woman was more than she seemed, and that was precisely why he chose to battle her. There was more that he actually wished to know, and more that he wanted to put together. As he witnessed her limber, striking motions in the air coming for him picking back up, he was instantly impressed and alert: so much so that the familiar veins popped up by the sides of his eyes with his blue eyes becoming more faint in color, and focused yet strange. Upon his new way of vision, he immediately detected the constant flow of chakra present within the Kaguya’s chakra system. What he also found was the strange combination of chakra and whatever else was assisting her Kekkei Genkai. He watched bones growing out of her skin and tearing her clothes to almost cover up her body. It was a brilliant sight to behold through the White Eye; one Kamajin had never witnessed before as he never faced her in battle, or activated his Byakugan on her. Her particular combination of Dances was somehow assisting her body and her focus to break out of it and attack him. Amazing resolve, he had to admit that much. Still, he wasn’t giving her any opportunities if it was in his power. Just as she broke out of the simple Genjutsu, she aimed to maim the Hyuuga in a spinning motion with the many bones protruding from her body.


Kamajin readied himself in his familiar stance with his knees bent and arms outstretched from both directions as he watched her carefully. Just as she was, he started to spin his body on the spot in a quickened motion. As he performed his own dance of sorts, a spinning dome of precise, and sharpened chakra could be seen as he spun. Over the years, Kamajin was determind to make his moves his own, even if it came from a bloodline. That did not mean that he can’t separate himself with his Gift. Over time, he had learned how to refine his chakra bursts; so much that it was just as pure and realistic an entity than a sharp knife was. His chakra-laden attack could now be as sharp as that same knife, as anything that touches it could very well be cut clean. Hyuugas had a way of manipulating chakra all their own; just from studying his own clan, he got the idea to refine his jutsu from the way Hinata Hyuuga did with her original ‘chakra cutting’ style. He was not aiming to cut her bones, as it would be an interesting feat to test which jutsu has the “sharper” effect with chakra. All the same, his Revolving Heaven technique was always considered as one of the best defenses to date as it would defend himself from the sharp attack of the Kaguya. No doubt that the woman would be trying her best to force herself through the defense, which is why Kamajin decided to try something. He would have created 2 Shadow Clones whlist Jojo was preoccupied breaking out of the Death Viewing Technique. Just as she would be facing Kamajin’s spinning defensive technique, 2 Kamajins would be darting from the behind as they formed their respective hand signs; two fingers hoisted to their mouths as they recited the ’Wind Style: Vaccuum Sphere’ Technique. From one jutsu user, multiple air bullets concentrated with the pure elemental power of the wind would be coming for the target; capable of bashing through their targets with tremendous force, so with two Kamajins using the technique, quite a handsome of wind bullets were making their way to Jojo while she was preoccupied with Kamajin’s defense.

[KAGUYA JOJO]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=background,http://i1235.photobucket.com/albums/ff422/garraslayer1/Editables%20for%20Others/0003.jpg][atrb=width,500,true][atrb=height,550,true][div style="margin-top: 130px;margin-right:130px;width:[br"]270px;height:400px;overflow:auto;color:#CC00AA] Jojo’s larch dance was in the ready, better than what it could ever have been and it would have been better too. It was the one skill she perfected, the same technique to destroy so many attackers in the Chuunin Exams. Her mind back tracked, for she fought an individual in the Chuunin exams that resembled this defense. Except she used pure earth jutsu. The only way to destroy such a defense was to penetrate it, and with her bones constantly reforming and regrowing themselves it would prove to be a stalemate as her mind rushed back into her own present time. The alarms picking up in her head as she would be manipulating her Mind Eye of Kagura technique. All the while her bones, chipping and breaking yet only to replenish themselves to their former selves as the two forces of hers and Kamajin’s collided. Jojo would not fall for the sneak attack though as she would reverse her spin, spinning backwards and upwards in a manner to completely dodge the wind style attacks, to appear in the place of one of the clones where her spinning would hopefully catch the clone unaware and from that point kill it. Yet in the manner that it did, her hand would have come up and shot five drilling bone bullets directly into the other clone. Exactly knowing the placement of these clones through her sensory skills would allow the ability to dodge her counter attacks to be highly slim at best. This would all only be the start as she would retract the bones to her upper body when in a safe distance and range. Her bones in her forearms as well as a small line of sweat beaded down her scalp and from the chin it would drip down to the earth. Zero had given her a work out but this was a lot like the manner she was pleased with, the ability to fight so evenly and at the same moment held her abilities at the highest regard. Jojo smiled, she was enjoying this fight even though her clothing was shattered, she felt no regard towards how she appeared. The air fluttering the ripped ribbons of the top of her tunic as she would lower her back into an arch, her hand over her shoulder as she would grip an elongating bone that would become her sword. “Hyuuga, said to have the best sensory eyes and by far superior Taijutsu than any other clan in the world. I am loving the time we have right now to test this,” and from the way she sounded, the Kaguya prowess was at its finest yet she was always calculating. She would swing an arm around, having gripped a senbon out of her leg holster and throwing it along with three bone bullets directly at the position of her target.

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[HYUUGA KAMAJIN]

His Revolving Heaven Technique was known as the Ultimate Defense by most in the Leaf Village, perhaps not his own, but the technique itself was made famous by users such as Neji Hyuuga in the past. The constant spiraling of piercing and concentrated chakra in the shape of a dome made any physical object next to impossible to penetrate. Kamajin’s own style of piercing chakra made his own technique more original and refined. He was constantly balanced and focused in his spinning fashion through years of refinery and practice. He was proud of this defensive measure, and was even happier that not even the Kayuga was able to fully pierce through it. As her own spinning form battled against Kamajin’s, her own bones ended up crushed through the prolonged contact with the Hyuuga’s chakra. However, the regenerating ability was beyond impressive as constantly and speedily, her shattered bones would grow at the point of breakage. Though as impressive as it was, Kamajin knew all too well that must take serious chakra control and usage to maintain such form, so it wouldn’t be much longer before she stopped. On his part, he kept his chakra use constant within the dome – it was only a matter of controlling its form the way Hyuugas had come to do so well. However, he himself had yet to continue testing the waters with the use of his Shadow Clone technique...


He noticed how instantly her chakra system was more active than at the other points, followed soon by her detachment from Kamajin to immediately counterattack his own counter. Based on the precision of her movements, she must have known exactly where the Kamajins were positioned: she was a Sensor too. He instantly stopped spinning, and let the dome of chakra dissipate as she moved to dodge the wind bullets coming for her. The wind bullets hit dead on to the dome of chakra before it dissipated though, and were nullified instantly. Picking up on his surroundings, he was ready for his next move already planned out. As she landed by the first Shadow Clone, she managed to pierce his chest, and as a result, the clone disappeared in a puff of smoke. In the same swift movement, she shot five bullets of her own from her hand seemingly made of bone streaming their way in mid-air for the “second”. However, this would be the time Kamajin used to make his next move. As the bone bullets were inches away from the one of the Kamajins, both of them disappeared! The one which Jojo aimed for with her jutsu vanished into thin air while the first Kamajin she was dueling in a head-on battle of force disappeared in a cloud of smoke! So, the very first Kamajin was the second Shadow Clone which disappeared upon Kamajin’s wishes while it was the real Hyuuga being targeted with the bone bullets. He instantly performed his Body Flicker Technique as the bullets were just one millisecond from his face. From this turn of events, he was sure that Jojo would have been surprised. Even with her Sensor abilities, she shouldn’t have been able to tell which Kamajin was real if they all carried the same chakra signatures. That was his first ploy.


The final surprise would be his new positioning after the effects of the Body Flicker Jutsu. Jojo had to have been perplexed or at the very least surprised for no less than a second at the turn of events with the two remaining Kamajins. That one second was all the Hyuuga needed to transition himself into his next attack. Jojo’s upper body was bone free due to her retraction after her safe distance to target Kamajin with her bone bullet technique. That was the Hyuuga’s time to attack, yet he would not yet resort to his famous technique which she no doubt was completely aware of. Kamajin took that spilt second to make two single, carefully aimed jabs with his hands at two key points at Jojo’s upper register. His chakra was particularly focused and converted in his hands when he made his jabs. Kamajin’s jabs were intended to cut off the electrical signals in her body to which her brain were transmitting throughout her body to help her perform even her most basic bodily functions. By jabbing them, and inserting his specially converted chakra into her body, her electrical signals were severely distorted. The Hyuuga’s White Eye ability enabled him to hit the exact spots that he knew would leave the most damage/effect.


The man jumped away from Jojo toa safe distance as he witnessed if his ploy was a success. If successful, not only would the Kaguya be able to perform her bodily movements properly, but the added Gentle Fist Style of his own would have dealt her both internal and external damage, although not as severely as he would have intended. There was more focus placed on his medical Body Pathway Derangement Technique than to inflict pain: a high leveled medical technique only few shinobi knew of, and even fewer to master. Only medical users were usually aware of this technique, and just how to work around it. The effect would be potentially effective as the woman would not even be able to move her hands; the familiar way her mind worked normally to make her move her hands could now make her blink her eyes, or the very command to walk could have been switched around with moving her nose. Even performing her naturally gifted Kekkei Genkai would be extremely difficult now. Kamajin merely watched closely with his Byakugan staring her down menacingly as the Silent Storm was slowly starting to manifest the Valley of the End. He was torturous in battle, and was not afraid to inform this woman. Even the way she talked to him made it seem as if he was no problem to handle; that would have to change.