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Ikki frowned, but other than that he was mostly calm. Names, he could handle. He already dished out enough names to everybody, and come on...AT bastard? What the fuck? "Greed-sama" should have been able to come up with something better than that to taunt him with. The thirteen-year-old slouched, arms criss-crossed, eager to get the fight going.

"Maybe? You don't look very tasty. Maybe the fucking pigs would taste better."

Greed regarded the smaller man, both hands in his pockets. He calmly strolled toward him, gaze unwavering.

"That's pretty funny, human. Let's see if you fight half as good as you shit-talk."

He finished his sentence by throwing a low-powered roundhouse at Ikki's head.

The boy didn't bother to dodge. To put it simply, he'd had worse. Worse than worse. He'd had Mikan-nee, and Rika-nee, and one was a fucking pro-wrestler.

He took the blow, it was a familiar rush to the head, but it was more like a warm-up really. It was a blow that would get him ready for more pain.

Ikki grabbed the leg and adjusted the pressure on the AT to get it starting. The boy smirked at the older, his face just a little battered, "Is that all you got fucking old man?" and spun around in a vertical 360 trying to damge the Homunculus's leg.

Greed smirked at the boy, cracking his knuckles.

"Just gaugin' you, kid. A full force kick from me would shatter your weak, human skull," he said, jumping back from the attack just in time.

"WHAT THE HELL?!"

Landing a safe distance away from Greed, he put his hands on his hips and laughed, "My skull is anything but weak. IT'S ONE OF MY STRONGEST BODY PARTS. And that, was just a little show of my awesomeness. You are currently witnessing acts of my genius."

"Act of genius, huh? Do tell."

Greed smirked and reached to his left, grasping a street lamp. He ripped the pole out in one smooth motion and hurled it at the laughing skater. He preceded to pick up benches, stones, and anything else he could find, firing each of them at high speed toward his target.

"Come on, kid! Dance! DANCE!"

"DANCE, YOU SAY? I'LL GIVE YOU THE BEST IRISH JIG OUT THERE."

Ikki adjusted his weight, his ATs gave a whirl and he zoomed forward, corkscrewing on the street lamp's post and accelerating towards the homunculus. He dodged the other objects thrown, only using them to increase his acceleration towards Greed. When he was close enough to Greed, Ikki pushed off one of the benches that had been thrown, and went straight up into the air.

Adjusting his center of gravity, he dove down in a highspeed drop kick.

Greed kept his eye on the fast moving Sky King, zeroing in as he came down, adjusting his position beneath. He held his hands up and readied for the landing, preparing to intercept the boy just before impact.

"You're done, kid!" he yelled, launching himself up to where he thought the boy would be, "I'm gonna' whup you good!"

Ikki, realizing that Greed had something else in mind for his landing, quickly changed directions, using his leg to swing him around and out of the downward fall. He grinded off the wind road and landed softly across the fountain.

The boy put a hand to his ear, obviously taunting the homuculus, "What did you say? Hmmm? I'm done? Oh look, I'm still in one piece."

"Stand still and man up, you little shit!" Greed yelled, rushing toward him.

He took a running kick, aiming for the boy's position.

"Aaaaaah!"

"Nah, I don't think so."

Just as Greed neared, Ikki pushed on his ATs such that he flipped backwards behind the oncoming rage. He then proceeded to grab the guy's waist to do his reknowned killer backdrop.

Greed was strong, but also quite attuned to the laws of physics, he felt himself being redirected as the world turned upside down around him.

"What the...EH!?" he yelled as he saw the ground rushing up toward his head, "Wait a minute, are you crazy?! How the hell did you do this?!"

He let go and jumped back, scratching his head quite pleased. East Side Gunz's Babyface hadn't lost his touch just yet. He was still made of awesome, and it pleased him that this was another situation that backed up that fact.

"I'm not crazy, I'm just a genius. And how I do all this shit? It's called AT. I can teach you if you want?"

Ikki wasn't giving up the fight, no, he definitely wasn't. But it wasn't very fun when his opponent was kind of handicapped without a pair of ATs. As much as he liked ambushing people in deserted alleys and beating the crap out of them, he did prefer some fairness. Plus, Greed had amazed him. He's fucking stronger than Mikan-nee and Rika-nee! He had fucking pulled a lamp-post out of the ground. It was fucking awesome.

Greed managed to manuever his hands over his hand and catch himself on the ground, then launched himself upwards.

"Ha ha! Not that easy, kid! I've still got the raw power advantage. You haven't even seen my greatest trick!"

He broke free of the boy's grasp and formed his armored skin over his right arm.

"Let's see how you like gettin' your bell rung by this!" he said, taking another wild swing at Ikki.

The blow went straight to his head, and Ikki fell backwards, head hitting the pavement for a double blow.

He rubbed his head, eyes seeing stars, was his nose bleeding? His nose was bleeding. Ikki quickly got back on his feet, and wiped the blood roughly with his sleeve. He wobbled a bit, his skull was strong...but not that strong, he'd have to admit that he was a bit dizzy at the moment.

Ikki glared a bit, "What the fuck was that?!"

"My Ulimate Shield," he said, landing a few scant feet from Ikki's position, "It's one of my little secrets...Well, not so secret now, I guess."

The arm returned to normal as he cracked his knuckles.

"I can also crush solid marble with these hands. Homunculi strength dwarfs a humans. I don't care how much one trains, he can't match the raw strength of us."

The boy stared, dumbfounded. The expression soon turned into a crazy grin.

Okay, so this place wasn't so boring anymore. He actually had something he could learn here. What the fuck, an ultimate shield? That's a lame name, but it was still extremely interesting. Were there more people like Greed here? Could they help him beat up Mikan-nee? If they got ATs they'd be unstoppable! Sweet. Unless they were like fucking Black-eyes. He was fucking strong too. And stupid.

He sniffed, only half-interested now, "I can think of one person who could probably match up your strength easy. But he's fucking stupid. Still that's pretty cool, but still doesn't beat ATs."

"Yeah, but there's another advantage, kid. It would ya' just apologized to me. I can do something else you can't."

This kid was good. Damned good, at least for a human. Wrath was the only person to last give him this kind of trouble. At least he could land a hit on this one. Wrath was an untouchable monster.

"I don't need rest. Or sleep. Or food. Or get muscle fatigue. Sooner or later, you have to recharge. Apologize! Apologize and MAYBE I'll make you my disciple!"

Ikki glared at the homunculus and stuck up his middle finger for good measure.

"I'll NEVER apologize to you! What the fuck did I do to you anyway?!"

"YOU CALLED ME AN OLD GEEZER AND A PEDOPHILE!"

"WELL YOU FUCKING ARE AN OLD GEEZER AND A PEDOPHILE! I'M NOT LYING, FACE THE FACTS!"

Greed stomped forward in an instant, putting his forehead against Ikki's and trying to intimidate him.

"PEDOPHILES ONLY LIKE KIDS! THAT'S SICK! I LIKE PEOPLE WHO ARE PRETTY! IT'S DIFFERENT, YOU SHIT! AND I'M 300 YEARS YOUNG!"

Ikki pushed back with his head, screaming at the top of his lungs.

"IT'S THE SAME FUCKING THING YOU FUCKING OLD GEEZER! EVERYBODY'S FUCKING KIDS COMPARED TO YOU! AND THAT'S 300 YEARS OLD! OLDOLDOLDOLDOLDOLD!"

"DON'T HOLD ME TO YOUR HUMAN LAWS, STUPID HOMO SAPIEN! YOU'D DROP DEAD IF YOU KNEW HOW MANY CHICKS I'D BEEN WITH!"

"TOO BAD, STUPID HUMUCULUS THING! YOU'RE DEALING WITH ONE. NUMBERS WON'T MAKE ME DROP DEAD!"

"THEY WILL WHEN I COUNT OFF THE PUNCHES I SMASH YOUR TINY SKULL WITH!"

"IT'S NOT THAT TINY, AND MY SKULL'S HANDLED WORSE! DEAL WITH THE GORILLA BITCH, KTHX!"

"...I really wanna' meet this broad. Are you sure she ain't here? At least have a pic of her?"

"I'm sure she's not here, if gorilla face was here, I wouldn't be alive. I don't have a pic of her on me. If I had that, I wouldn't be alive too. The picture would curse me into oblivion. I can probably find a picture of her for you though, if you want?"

"...I suppose that could dissuade me from wanting to smash your face in. Is she hot?"

"...not to me."

"...Why? She your sister?"

"Somewhat. Not blood-related ~~thankgod~~. I just live with her, but not anymore. Don't want to be in the same house as a gorilla-lady."

"It's that bad? What does she do?"

"Tons of stupid shit. She beats me up daily, acts like a fucking gorilla, looks like one too, eats noodles, treats me as her fucking slave. Stupid shit."

With that he stuffs his hands in his pockets. He didn't really want to think about Mikan-nee at the moment. She had taught him tons of useless stuff but dangit, just the thought of her annoyed him. Worst. Sister. Ever.

"....Kid, my sister dismembers people with her fingers. My brothers are all either stupid killers or sadistic killers. My Old Man is a megalomaniac who wants to rule the world. It could be worse."

"Nice family...I'll see what I can find then, but don't get your hopes up."

"Yeah, barrels of sunshine. Sounds good to me. I guess we leave on good terms, then?"

"Yeh, sounds like it. It was good excercise at least."

"Get back to me on the pictures thing, if you find any. See ya' round."

And with a few hops, he was gone.

"Just like a fucking happy bunny."

He grinned and adjusted his pressure, feeling like he'd give his ATs a good run before going back to the apartments. Akito better stay out of his bed, the little bastard.