Kaito Vs. Ken: The First Encounter.

[ken]

'You think you can hurt me now,' Kaito called out as the sound of the second explosion echoed across the arid landscape. Izanagi pulled the knot on the bandages on his wounded shoulder taught with his free hand and his teeth, ignoring him. He had cleaned the bleeding injury with some fresh - if warm - water from a canteen attached to the front of his belt. The complete dressing was on the small side and rushed, but it was the best he could do with the few minutes he had given himself. Either way it would stop the wound from getting any dirtier, and would suffice until he could spend some more time on it in peace.
'Run away if you're scared. If not then face me like a true warrior!'
Izanagi couldn't ignore the crazed fool any longer. He was talking about being a 'true' warrior now. As if he had any right to be spouting drivel like that. He got to his feet and drew his weapon once again with a little sigh; he disliked using his blade on the mentally challenged, but whatever. He was positioned directly behind the same stone effigy he was sat on before the fight had broke out. It was tall, but it was covered in imperfections and jutting ledges, so it wouldn't be difficult to scale at speed. Going around it would be expected and left him little in the way of attacking options. He looked up and stared at the statue for a moment, the pink sky beyond it was steadily darkening.
An aerial assault it was. And he already had an idea.
He crouched and fired himself into the air soundlessly, grabbing a ledge with his weaponless hand and launching himself to another further up. Within seconds he was once again atop the half buried shinobi memorial, looking down on Kaito as he stumbled about madly, searching for his opponent with blood leaking from numerous wounds about his punished and strained body. Izanagi was through trying to comprehend how and why he was still standing, never mind conscious. But the fool had started this fight, and Izanagi was going to finish it one way or the other.
He fished inside the pack on his hip and produced his last explosive tag. He unraveled it, muttered something under his breath and stuck it to the statue's head beneath him where he was crouched. Slowly the edges began to fizz and burn. Wasting no time, he pulled a kunai from his holster and gripped it tight in his off hand; it would serve as a second close-combat weapon alongside his Inuukubi knife. He counted down to himself. Then jumped high into the air.
The tag exploded violently, utterly destroying the top half of the statue and sending heavy debris raining in all direction. More importantly, it caused an obscuring cloud of disintegrated stone. Gravity kicked in and Izanagi plunged toward the earth and his target, no doubt shaken and disorientated from the blast and shrapnel, his descent shrouded by the smoke and debris cloud. This plan would either work perfectly and allow him to land a killing blow from above, or work adequately enough to allow him to get near his stunned opponent and engage in hand-to-hand combat. Regardless, he would soon find out.

[kaito]

When the explosion happened Kaito cocked his head and into the dust. His eyes were scanning the area. He dodged incoming debris that was coming at him still scanning for his oppponent. He spotted something. A faint outline of a person's body comign towards him. Kaito smirked drawing a kunai and hiding behind a big piece of debris as his opponent landed. He jumped over the debris slicing at his opponent with his kunai and hearing a clash of metal against metal then he threw his alter arm at his opponent. 'This guy is smart but he doesn't think about his enemies specialties, like my eyes they see details.' He thought to himself.

[ken]

There was a clang amongst the cacophony of falling debris as steel met steel hard, the heavy blow rattling Izanagi's teeth. A dark shape lashed out at him at the corner of his eye - his opponent counter-attacked with his massive weapon of an arm. The whip-like swing caught Izanagi off guard, and the hammerblow sent him tumbling into the sand. The dust from the explosion and impacting rock had drifted onto the battlefield at ground level, making the already post-sunset arena even harder on the eyes.

Izanagi recovered slowly, shaking the stars from his head and the tears from his vision. He propped himself against a massive chunk of rock that had fallen from the sky moments before and listened above the wind, and his own pained breaths. He couldn't hear right - the explosion had done a hardship on his eardrums. He sheathed his kunai irritably, annoyed that he had underestimated his opponent and wasted his elaborate attack. But then, could he really blame himself? He had sliced, punched, kicked, broken, blew up and rained hell on this kid and he was still combat ready. But surely - surely, by the gods, surely he was near death. He had to be. Nothing lives long after wounds of that magnitude, nothing!

Izanagi composed himself. Getting excited wouldn't help him. Calm and stern belief would. He wiped the blood from his chin and slinked behind the fallen rock slowly, the dust still blanketing the field and covering his withdrawal. He would do it this time. This time he would attack and not stop attacking until this fight was no longer such; he would attack until this child fell to the floor, and keep attacking until the last breath escaped his lips. He breathed deeply and put away his knife, securing it in place.

He would do it with his bare hands.

[kasen]

Kaito panted as his hair was clinging in clumps to his sweat covered face. His arm knew he had to leave before it's vessel would die so it began walking away from the debris as it grabbed his left hand and relocated it forcing a grunt from his clenched teeth. As he continued walking his body slumped down on its knees pulling the iodine bottle back out, he reached back and poured it over his legs grunting again as it stung his bloody flesh.

He threw the iodine bottle to the side since it was now empty. He grabbed his bandages and stood up grabbing a water canteen from his back side. He twisted off the cap and poured it on the front of his legs washing his sand covered legs off. He then took a big drink from it as he put it away twisting the cap back on. He then grabbed his bandages again and leaned near a statue he was at. He wrapped the bandages around his legs tightly as his alter arm slowly began disappearing.

Kaito screamed in pain as he regained control of his body. However he soon felt woozy from all the blood loss and he could feel himself slipping into unconsciousness. His body collapsed onto the ground sand splashing up into a dust like cloud and clinging to the boy's sweat covered flesh and wet clothes.

OOC: I'm not killing him off so to bad for you. You can decide what to do with him but no killing.