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When; January 26th, night
Rating; PG-13 with some possible bloody violence
Characters; Greed

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Summary; Hiei and Greed have a gentlemanly dispute over a difference of opinion.
Log;

Greed walked into the first clearing in the woods that he could find. He put his hands around his mouth and turned in a circle, calling aloud.

"Yo! Shorty! Get your ass out here! I don't like waitin'!"

He sat on a log, kicking some stones around and awaiting his opponent.

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The forest surrounding the City had no center, due to it’s ‘O’-shaped nature. And because a place to meet had not been decided in advance besides ‘the Forest’, Hiei was not listening to anything. Nor was he reaching out with his ki to find his opponent. He was watching for him.

Suddenly, the jagan picked up an imprint. Someone. They called his name. That was Greed.

There was a word for the very quick way that Hiei could move, when he wanted to, but it did not translate into any human language. Yusuke had called it ‘flitting’, in regards the odd sound it gave to tree branches, and how it caused him to ‘fly’, but that did not completely encompass it. Regardless, Hiei flitted to where Greed now was.

He stood, for at least a full minuet, just watching him. Checking his ki. It was... odd. Manmade. Not unlike Ichigaki’s creations, more... fake.

Finally, and without warning, Hiei struck. He would start with a simple eighteen-strike sword maneuver, akin to what he had done to Seryuu.

"Where the hell is he--EEE!?"

Greed's speech was interrupted by the blur of attacks that slammed into him from the side, a lightning fast blade biting into him.

"SHIT!" he shrieked, losing an arm and a leg.

The attacks ate into him until he rolled out of the way and bounded with on leg to another side of the clearing.

"WHAT THE FUCK, AMIGO?!" he yelled, fuming, "There was no declaration or shit-talk, or anything! What kinda' guy are you?!"

His limbs quickly regenerated as he spoke.

Hiei smirked. This victory was going to be easy. His favorite kind.

He flitted back to a tree branch, safely far away, but not so much that he could be unseen or unheard by Greed, “What is an ‘amigo’?”

He was already planning his next attack.

"Heard it on a movie on tv and I liked the sound of it. It's like "buddy", or "pal", or "man." A generalized term for another guy."

He cracked his neck and formed armored gauntlets over his forearms.

"That's sneaky, little guy. Why don't you fight with some balls instead of all this hidin' shit? It's not very manly. Inhumanly. Whatever the fuck you are."

Oh. Television. And this man said he was not human. Idiot.

“I am not your buddy.” He sniffed, still smirking. The creature formed some kind of odd blue-grey skin out of his forearms. Odd.

And then he rolled his eyes, “I’m not human.” And then he attacked. He wanted to see if he could get the whole arm off this time.

Greed saw this one coming. He closed both arms on the strike, grabbing the sword's blade with both hands.

"Ha ha! Nice try, kid! Looks like the worm has turned!" he said, pulling the sword past him and setting up to give Hiei a massive headbutt to the face.

"Comin' atcha'!"

Head-butts where not tolerated with a third eye. Thus, Hiei spun, flitting again, out of the way. It wasn’t his fastest, he wasn’t going to go his fastest so close to enemy detection, so Greed might of felt a bit of Hiei’s longer hairs tickling his forehead as Hiei spun away, without his sword.

“Hn,” he said. The smirk was gone.

Hiei noticed that Greed was not bleeding from grabbing the sword’s blade. Interesting.

He went back to his tree branch, “Good form,” The smirk was back.

Greed took a boxer's stance, hopping from one feet to the other, ready for the next attack.

"Pretty nice, kid. You're definitely the quicker man. I guess bein' small has advantages, eh?"

He sent a kick behind him, shattering the base of tree, then caught the falling fir in one arm.

"Like to sword fight? Okay, then. Let's duel!"

His legs tore up the underbrush as he moved, dashing at Hiei before swinging the tree like a baseball bat.

Hiei’s smirk broke into a full smile. This was, in the kinds of battles where he could not use his sword, his favorite part.

He darted to the back of Greed, so that now the homunculus was running in the wrong direction. He didn’t say anything. No indications, no warnings. He just held his hand out. He felt his youki spread and flow through him. Fire, Hiei thought.

And the ground beneath Greed burst into flame, along with his baseball-bat-tree-branch-weapon-thing.

Hiei’s smile intensified. His favorite part.

"Aaaaaah!" Greed screamed as the flames enveloped him. He slowly turned, gritting against the pain and still holding the tree.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Is this as hot as it gets, you asshole?! You can do better!"

He ran at Hiei again, then stopped short and hurled the flaming tree at him.

"Bring it on, kid!"

His alchemical energy crackled, slowly putting out the flames.

Hiei raised an eyebrow, the thing snaking under his still untoched bandana. He dodged the tree, ever so unsuprsingly, and sighed.

"What did you do to become almost invincible to everything?"

"Just how I was made, shorty. The Old Man made me for melee combat. This ain't the best of it, either," he said, the last of the flames disappating.

He cracked his knuckles and extended the shield over the rest of his body.

"Come on, kid. Get serious with me. Let's have a real crazy party."

((ooc: A scene kinda like this http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n0Oovc5DYzs XD ))

Hiei smiled, "Hn. Interesting."

He continued to stand there for another second, weighing his options. Why not a quick Flame of the Mortal Realm?

Hiei, within a second's grace, flitted over to where his sword lay, picked it up, and appeared back, in front of Greed. A second of filtering his ki into his sword caused the thing to erupt into astealthy, black flame, "Fine."

He attacked.

Greed detected the movement, even if he didn't see it, but was too late to react. All he could do was jump up and brace himself for whatever was coming.

"Shit!"

The sword hit what may of been Greed's shoulder, Hiei couldn't tell between the flame and the sword hitting.

He doubled back, amused, "You asked for it."

A shoulder it was, the armored skin causing it to slide off of the spot where it struck. He raised his out and to the side, deflecting the blade to the side.

"And I assumed you were going to give it, but apparently your attack lacks the bite I thought it would. I asked ya' to attack me, not tickle me."

"Hn," was all Hiei said. This was an amusing fight, it was nothing he had ever experienced before.

A faint, purple glow began under his bandana. Hiei was at his last resort, or second to last. He was reading Greed's mind. What was this creature's weakness?

Unfortunately, Greed never took the fact that he even HAD weaknesses into account. Greed lived completely in the moment, and he only had one thought at the moment.

What the hell kind of attack was that?! I'm gonna knock this quick little shit's block off!

He rushed forward and took a straight jab at Hiei's head.

((ooc: As far as I know, the manga homunculi don't really have any special weaknesses, other than just killing them repeatedly.))

Done with his invasion into Greed's privacy, he dodged the attack, his head moving only an inch out of the way. He thrust his sword, now reheated with the Human Flame, into Greed's now-exposed chest. Though, the sword simply slid off, and Hiei doubled away.

He dissapeared into the trees surrounding the clearing, looking for the correctly sized tree. An oak would do... ah!

Flashburning the base of it, he topled the tree over, in Greed's direction. If cutting wouldn't work, crushing should.

[ooc This makes Hiei angry. Hiei smash.]

Greed stood in place and waited for the falling oak to get near. He bunched up his muscles and released a powerful uppercut, splitting the tree where it fell over him. The tow parts fell on either side of his body.

"Well now," he said, climbing up onto the bark, "That things pretty damned tough! Nice sword, pal! But I've crushed marble with my bare-hands before. We're made of stronger stuff than humans, kid. Quite frankly, I'm wonderin' what to do now. It's obvious I can't match your speed, and you'll eventually burn out tryin' to stop me. I'm kinda' losin' interest in trying to hurt you. Whaddaya' say we just settle this over a pint?"

Hiei, now back in the clearing, blinked. Impressive.

"I am not going to get inebreated around you," He said, "But this fight is worthless. We are... too matched to get anywhere significant."

"Eh, that works for me. I'm need to find a woman and some beer."

He unshielded and walked out to him in a casual manner, then held out his hand.

"Let's have a shake, at least."

"...I'm sure."

Hiei stifened for a moment, suprised, before shrugging.

"No." He said, and was gone.

"Tch. Bitch."

Greed wandered off, intent on not letting the irritating demon get to him any further.

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