Dragon against Bone

Akuma followed Takeshi to an open area, mentally memorizing the route to get here while occasionally looking at the map she had been given in order to help her continue to gain her bearing around the village. It shouldn’t take long, naturally, and a few good flights would help as well, but that was hardly what she was excited about right now. It was a healthy portion into the afternoon and what was making it impossible to remove the smile from her face was that she was going to have her first real test against another human for the first time since she arrived. Her blood was naturally excited at the chance to perform some real combat as it always was, but it was doubled by the fact that this was the first time she wouldn’t be fighting a dragon, even if some of the dragons were capable of making themselves more humanoid with transformation.

Marching out into the training ground, she smiled and began to stretch a bit, turning away from him for a moment and performing a standing forward fold, her massive mane of hair dragging on the ground as she looked at him between her legs with a smile, still being a bit playful just yet as she showed off a bit of flexibility, while also unintentionally showing off her rump in his direction. Once done with that she stood up, pulling her arm across her chest and twisting, stretching out her shoulder. Silently, she was hopeful that this went well because she was considering his role in something completely different altogether, but it was completely dependent on how he reacted to her and what she truly was. She would make that call once she showed him her true colors, and he showed the same back to her.

After a few more minutes of stretching, she bounced lightly on her feet and swung her arms around a bit, and got herself set. “So, as I said before, we start off a bit on the lower side and work our way up so I can see what level you are at and then we can start the real fun. Not going for any serious blows right off the bat.” She got into a modified boxer’s stance, both hands open slightly like she was baring her claws, and her body turned slightly with her feet a bit more than shoulder length apart. Lightly she bounced back and forth, and once he was set, waved him on, letting him attack her just as she was right now.

He led her to an intimate training ground, a clearing in a forested area really. A small lake wasn't too far form their position. A few hundred yards maximum, maybe. Meanwhile the clearing itself was only about fifty meters or so long with trees scattered about it, showing it to be less of a clearing than a lessening in the density of tree in the area. They would still have to mind their surroundings here, which worked well for a spar as it added the risk of misjudging your location at any given time. Clocking into one of those large trees at full speed would not feel nice, unless one was exceptionally durable. When they arrived near the middle of the area Takeshi would turn toward his blonde haired companion as she began to stretch. He himself began to do so as well, stretching his arms over his head and behind him, stretching his legs by extending on knee fully while he lowered himself by bending the other. The action would stretch the extended leg quite well, pulling the muscles under the skin taut. Akuma herself stretched, and looked good doing it, drawing his eye as she got comfortable. His blue eyes took in her form, her ass as she showed it off, seemingly unintentionally, before she turned toward him and took a loose boxers stance.

"Seems reasonable, but I warn you, I won't hold back for long.." He would say as he himself fell into the Dance of The Blossoms. The most basic of the Kaguya forms. His hands were centered and palms open, legs bent well, the stance left no undefended spots and he waited patiently. He didn't have much patience, especially in combat. However until they started they weren't really 'in combat' now were they? He could wait for her to make the first move for as long as necessary and the blue haired man would do so. His bare chest extended and retracted lightly as he breathed slowly, deep breathes, deep, calming breaths. Of course he still wore no upper body clothing. Hell he'd even removed his boots at the edge of the training field. The protective gear was little more than a way to ensure that he could get into establishments as many still saw him and his shirtless form as homeless. Adding shoeless to shirtless would make that even worse. However his feet would still as durable as the rest of him. Hell, the boots would be destroyed long before his skin would be marked if he left them on. "Ladies first of course." He would say, a cheeky grin on his features as he waited for her to make the first move.

Akuma had noted the nearby lake, already planning in her mind to invite him for a dip afterward to wash up as they were probably going to get sweaty, and maybe bloody, from the spar they were about to do. She scanned the battlefield while she prepared herself, mentally mapping the terrain and logging it into her mind so that she could avoid making any stupid mistakes like backing up into a tree or something. His warning about not holding back for long only made her hungry, predatory smile grow larger as she felt her blood boil just a bit more than before, eager to get started. She forced that wild energy to be more under control, using well-practiced methods to channel the craving for violence into focus. He would declare that she should go first, and her hands came up, forming a single seal.

“Masse vokun briinah,” she said in a deep tone that sounded much more natural considering her heavy accent. Suddenly, nine clones appeared around her casually, all looking exactly the same. Shadow Clones, naturally, but now all of them charged in his direction, as well as the original, adding to the confusion by weaving in and out, changing speeds, and so forth to hopefully mix up Takeshi, and all of them grinning with that wild smile. It was clear that Akuma was already having fun before even the first blow was thrown, and she would be testing out exactly how well Takeshi was capable of handling her. This was the safe bet for now; he could actually deal decent blows and eliminate the clones and she could test out his defenses and see what he was able to do.

The first one to reach him would be a clone, coming in low for a sweeping kick and trying to knock his feet out from under him. The second, also a clone, would be trying to tackle him to the ground regardless if the first was successful. The third, who was the real Akuma, would try to get behind him, and if he was on the ground, begin to grapple, but if not, react to however he was dodging or blocking with more grappling. The others were surrounding them and looking for an opportunity to strike, watching carefully.

As her hand went into the shadow clone seal he would begin to utilize a different dance. The Dance of The Blossoms would become the Dance of The Willows, and bones would sprout from his elbows, palms, shoulders, and knees. The point of this dance was the fact that it was extremely good for fighting against multiple opponents. Combining that with that fact that his own body was extremely durable, barely able feeling attacks from another weaker than some of the strongest punches and you got a close quarters combatant that could take a pounding and deal a surprising variety of damage in a short amount of time. The bones would finish sprouting out of him as the clones finished forming, all grinning at him. He gave a vicious smirk back. He had no clone jutsu, but he didn't need it to fight them.

He didn't bother trying to follow any individual clone, it didn't matter. They could all attack and would all either dispel in one hit or he would get one who didn't. The first clone went for a sweep of the leg. With a casual flick of a wrist he fired a bone bullet toward her as her center of gravity was lowered. That lowering of ones body to the ground made it easy and quick to move up, but much more difficult to go side to side unless you rolled. Considering he fired the bullet at the start of the sweep and therefore, when the bodies full momentum was behind her the bullet should theoretically impact heavily. The second one would go high, trying to tackle him as a third tried to swing around from behind. The first would be met with a swing of his right arm and the palm bone timed to meet her the moment her feet left the ground for the tackle, the piercing bone stabbing into her forehead. At the same moment his left shoulder would roll back and he would throw his body into a spin, becoming a small whirlwind of bone and muscle as the sharpened edged ensured no one could close to touch him without becoming endangered by the vicious spikes of bone. Should the third Akuma attacking him either cease coming or retreat another flick of the wrist as he spun would fire another bone bullet at her with vicious speed and force.

Akuma’s first clone was hit by the bone-bullet and dispersed almost immediately, but Takeshi wasn’t so lucky with the second one that was trying to tackle him; the thrust towards the clone’s forehead was easily dodged by simply tilting her head towards her right shoulder, and it did nothing to slow her down.  The blonde was fully aware that it was going to be dispersed soon enough considering it was lunging for his ribcage, and from what she saw so far, that was basically the equivalent of jumping into a bear trap.  She was more than fast enough in her reaction time to see such a strike coming, thankfully, because the original getting a bone-bullet fired at her was something to be concerned with.  She activated her bloodline completely, her skin becoming covered in thick black scales starting at where he had fired the bullet towards.

Nature Clan Form Full Tilt:

The transition only took a second between Akuma being the blonde bombshell she normally was and a walking nightmare.  The whites of her eyes turned black, her lavender irises turning bright red, her skin turning black and white with scales.  Two massive white horns protruded from her forehead, her teeth became razor-sharp, and her arms became massive, covered in muscle, glowing orange veins, and tipped with massive claws.  As the bullet impacted her, it smashed into the skin there, but did not penetrate; her skin had become as strong as was possible for anyone, and her strength was enhanced as well far beyond what was normally capable.  She would attempt with her new strength and durability to wrap those massive clawed hands around her prey, having tanked the bullet in order to give her the opportunity to try to grab him and pin his arms to his sides.  The other clones moved in, trying to take shots at any targets of opportunity.

But Akuma herself was watching him carefully, curious what his reaction would be to seeing her more demonic form.