It's go time

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When: August 8, night
Rating: PG-13 to R
Characters: Greed so_very_greedy and Kimimaro nofunnybone
Summary: Kimimaro and Greed go at it again, round nine-billion, six hundred and twenty-seven. Will they ever learn?
Log:

Greed was already sitting patiently when his opponent arrived. He rose up and stretched his limbs, working out the kinks.

"So, bitch, you ready again?"

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Greed spun on his heel and took off after the pale-faced boy.

"Come here and face me!" he yelled, pulling a hefty rock up from the ground, "I...SAID...STOP!"

He hurled the old stone through the air, aiming for his opponent.

[nofunnybone.livejournal.com]

Kimimaro dodged the rock easily. He had successfully parried the blows of an intoxicated Rock Lee once. The rock, at a fraction of that speed, was not going to pose a problem.

For the first time since the fight began, a smirk twitched at the corners of Kimimaro's mouth. He taunted.

"I enjoy watching you flounder around so slowly. Why would I cease my amusement now?"

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Greed stopped moving at that. He growled like beast for a moment, a deep, guttural sound that Kimimaro would be able to feel through the ground. Then he was silent, eyes closed as if focusing on something.

"Heh heh heh..." he started, mouth widening, "Your lungs, Kimmy. You won't be movin' at that speed forever. I can hear the labor in your respiration. This fight is already over."

[nofunnybone.livejournal.com]

Kimimaro let his skin darken and the long, lizard-like tail extend from his spine in the final form of the curse seal.

"It's not over until I say it's over!" he yelled, spitting blood on the ground as he said it.

His hand went up to catch at the length of spinal cord now emerging from behind his neck and he pulled, extending the whip of the Tessenka no Mai towards Greed's body.

"It won't be over until I KILL YOU."

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"The problem is KEEPIN' ME DEAD!" he yelled, charging forward, "I'm sick of pulling punches on you!"

He went straight for Kimimaro, aiming to throw a straight jab right into his stomach.

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Kimimaro didn't bother to dodge, although he braced himself for the blow. He needed Greed on the ground anyway for this, the last push of chakra he could wring from the seal before the thickness in his chest choked him and made him unable to fight.

As he double over Greed's fist in his stomach, huge spikes of bone ripped through the ground at their feet, the blade-sharp tusks erupting from the earth in a forest of white.

The spikes that pierced his own body were just a pinprick compared to the burn of the seal, and Kimimaro had to close his eyes against the pain for just a moment.

When he opened them, he hoped to find a very impaled homunculus bleeding before him.

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The bony forest rising from beneath him caught him by surprise, striking his armored body and lifting him off the ground, suspending him there in confusion, the bones having collided with and grown around his body.

"What...what the hell is this?!"

He gradually started to claw and smash his way through the white forest restraining him, growing more frustrated with each stalk.

"Stop with the damned games! What the hell kind of attack is this?!"

[nofunnybone.livejournal.com]

'Sawarabi no Mai,' Kimimaro said. Or tried to say, except it came out as a wet cough.

It hadn't worked as he'd hoped and now he had no chakra left. The bones were keeping him upright, propping him into a standing position, but he couldn't move.

Just like before. Why did this illness stay with him, even after death? Was God punishing him?

Disappointment closed his eyes again, even as the hard crunch of Greed breaking through the bones invaded his ears.

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Greed heard the labored cough as he made his way to Kimimaro. He cleared the last barrier and grabbed Kimimaro by the collar, ready to deliver the next blow...But he stopped. He still couldn't do it. He couldn't attack someone who was already in this state.

"I'm way too fuckin' nice," he said, gradually shifting out of his armored form and snapping the supports under the boy, picking him up.

"Shit. Now I have to fix this. What the hell am I supposed to do? Yo, you awake?"

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He was awake enough to know that he didn't want to be in those arms again. It had been humiliating enough to let that happen the first time. And now, to be carried like a child with no curse as an excuse...

Kimimaro struggled against the hold, and then coughed again as the strain of movement made his chest heave.

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With a quick hop-step, he ascended one stalk of white and started hopping carefully along the tops of the bones. After traversing the great mass, he stepped back to the ground and carried him back to the city.

"I really hope you learn a lesson this time..." he said, stepping up to Tayuya's door and placing the pale shinobi on the floor there. He knocked on her door and ran off quickly.

((That's a good stopping point.))