Oshiro vs. Shurajo [FINISHED]

The Innocent Malice

Concern hadn’t been something that crossed the mind of Haruna Oshiro as she made the trek from the Kaguya Temple to Zabazu’s Hideout. Why should it? Chikara Shurajo was an ally, an individual who she had shown the criminal world to, and an individual who would be cutting ties with her village to travel the world with her. So, the Oshiro was totally unconcerned about anything, having not picked up anything odd about meeting at Zabuza’s Hideout. The Shurajo probably wanted to look over their plan once again, which the Oshiro was fine with. To leave Kirigakure without the Shurajo being hunted would require lots of planning, so it never crossed her mind that Chikara had called her down to the hideout for an entirely different reason.

She continued the trek to the hideout, humming that ominous tune associated with a song that her mother had frequently sung to her when she was really little. Haruna had forgotten the lyrics to the song, for it had been a while since she had heard it and the song was quite forgettable, but she would never forget the melody. She grinned as she continued to hum, only ceasing when she finally arrived at the hideout. She entered, the sound of her heels clicking against the concrete floor bounced off the concrete walls, eyes sweeping over the area looking for a particular red-haired protégé. “Ah. Chikara-chan, there you are,” Haruna would exclaim upon spotting the Shurajo. “What did you call me here for? I do hope it isn’t a change of plans, though I can live if the change is very small.”

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Chikara knew that the Oshiro who stood before her wouldn’t be all too happy about the prospect of death. Only one who would be overjoyed at dying are those who actively seek death, and Haruna certainly wasn’t the sort of person who sought the comfort of death. So when her former companion shook in rage at the words that had been spewed by her, she didn’t hold the reaction against her. She did well to contain her anger, that was something the Shurajo had to admit, but she had a feeling that she would be feeling the full brunt of the Oshiro’s wrath. But that was of no matter to the Shurajo, for she had every intention of winning, it was the only option available to her.

Silence had fallen between the two prepubescent girls, one waiting for the other to react whilst the other seemed to be in deep thought. Yet soon enough the older of the two would speak, she spoke mockingly but with venom in her voice, and she knew right there that this fight would be much harder than she had initially anticipated. Yet the fear had never crept on the Shurajo, kept at bay for she may not have fought somebody of Haruna’s caliber before, but she felt like she could handle her. Once the female had finished saying her piece, Chikara watched as her hands flew up to perform the ram seal, clapping her hands together before pulling them apart to reveal a light blue lance.

Her body tensed, though not of her accord, her mind racing as she knew the Oshiro had every intentions of throwing that lance. And though she may not know of the effects of that particular Ninjutsu, she knew enough about Haruna’s bloodline to know that she had little desire to get hit by it. As the Oshiro prepped herself to throw the lance, Chikara’s own hands flew up to perform a seal associated with Earth Spear. She was quite happy to have the technique in her reservoir, for it did well to increase not only her defensive capabilities but her offensive ones as well. As the lance was launched and Haruna made her way out of the building, Chikara quickly spun on her heel, striking the wall behind her. The wall would crumble, allowing a means of escape for which she gladly utilize, for being outside was a far better option than being crushed by the collapsing building.

The winds may not have been powerful on their own, but in an enclosed space the building didn’t stand much of a chance. The howls of the raging wind reached her ears, and she watched as the building collapsed, small pieces of rubble being tossed about until the wind died down. It didn’t take a genius to figure out that the Zabuza Hideout was no more, or at least nothing more than rubble now, but the Shurajo wasn’t going to worry about it nor would she miss it. No, there was more pressing matter to attend to. She bent her knees, eyes narrowing before she launched herself forward. Chikara didn’t spare the remnants of the hideout a single glance, flying over the debris as if it was of no concern, which it wasn’t. Eyes searched for Haruna, locking onto the Oshiro’s retreating form upon locating her.

She landed silently, giving herself a powerful push that launched her straight towards Haruna, and without warning the Shurajo would lash out at the Oshiro with a powerful kick to the torso. Now, if the Oshiro hadn’t anticipated her survival, she would find herself airborne, though only for a little bit for she would make impact with a tree, forcing the air from her lungs. If the Oshiro moved out of the way, Chikara would fly right pass her, but the Shurajo would be in the Oshiro’s way. Either way, Chikara would smirk at the Oshiro before uttering the words, “I am not dead.”

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Electricity radiated off the form of Haruna Oshiro, having begun mustering up a large amount of her chakra for Lightning Cascade, a process that was sped up thanks to her KKG. She may had performed the hand seal, but waiting a couple minutes whilst she gathered the necessary chakra while time was of the essence wouldn’t bode well with her chances of survival. Sure, she would be using an extra amount of chakra to speed up the process, cutting the waiting time in half, but it would be well worth it in the long run. Unlucky for her opponent, she had never been made privy to this aspect of the Oshiro’s KKG, and since the Shurajo had been clearly bent on breaking a couple more of the Oshiro’s ribs, she wouldn’t had noticed the electricity until it was too late.
 
Haruna watched as the Shurajo involuntarily rigid, her muscles would be contracting thus making her rather uncomfortable, and her brain would be receiving mix signals. On top of all that, there was the damage she would receive from the electricity itself, and since she had covered herself in earth chakra, well the damage the Shurajo received would only be amplified. Good for the Oshiro, bad for the Shurajo albeit the condition of the Oshiro was the only thing that mattered to the Oshiro. Her friend had become nothing more than a traitor within her mind, and thus she wasn’t worried about the Shurajo nor the condition she would be in once Lightning Cascade was done frying her.
 
Soon enough the technique would be over, and with no danger of being caught in her own technique, she was still working out the kinks, Haruna was free to move. And she moved quickly for she didn’t know how long it would be before Chikara regained control of her muscles and thus retaliate against her. Sure, she should kill the girl right here and now, but with ribs that could be cracked or broken, and not knowing how long it would be until the kid could move of her own accord, she decided that she would hightail it out of the area, but this time whilst keeping an eye on the Shurajo. It was at this moment that she regretted building up the Shurajo’s tolerance to pain, but she had been blinded by the prospect of being apart of a group to notice that her protégé was quite capable of betrayal. She should had actually seen it a mile away, for if she had been willing to betray her village than she would had been willing to betray anyone, but she would kick herself over her foolishness when she was safe.
 

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Pissed wouldn’t be the right word to use when describing the mood Chikara was in. Furious on the other hand was, and perhaps just a little more murderous than she had been at the start of the fight. Being electrocuted would do that to somebody, especially when one ends up on the ground having uncontrollable muscles spasm, which hurt by the way. Focusing her anger on the face of the Oshiro would do the Shurajo some good, and thusly so when she stopped writhing on the ground as well as manage to push herself onto her hands and knees, pouncing upon the Oshiro seemed only fair. Yet with the Oshiro’s eyes on her, Chikara knew that the slightly older female would retaliate.

Yet being a child soldier, Chikara knew how to utilize the tools she had and to her knowledge, she had two techniques in her Jutsu library that would allow for her to go undetected by the Oshiro. At least, for a little bit, albeit by time the girl raised her hands to form the hand seals for sensing, she would find herself buried neck deep in the cold, hard earth. Towering over her would the Shurajo, who was clearly displeased in every sense of the word. Kneeling down so that she may punch the living daylights out of the Oshiro better, Chikara raised her arm, smirking before her fist connected with the face of Haruna. A cry of pain came from the eldest of the two girls, and that only made the Shurajo smile even more.

Blow after blow was unleashed upon Haruna’s face, to the point that when Chikara finally stopped, having been exhausted, the Oshiro had slipped into the depths of unconsciousness, her face bloodied. Catching her breath, the Shurajo stood up, glaring down at the Oshiro before sighing deeply. She should leave the body right there, but she knew that would prove a mistake and thus she dug the body from the ground. Hoisting her onto her back, the Shurajo would head to the only place suitable enough to host a body in secret, that being the Kaguya Temple.

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