[Thread] [Yamanaka Ino and Shampoo]

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Who: Yamanaka Ino & Shampoo
What: They meet to "discuss" their feelings, respectively, over Shampoo's engagement to Seto Kaiba.
When: After this
Where: Courtyard.
Rating: PG-13, for whacky violence, right? ;D

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[yamanaka]

Ino grabbed all the weapons she could possibly conceal without making it too difficult to maneuver herself before exiting her room. Although she had tried to sound like this was going to be no big deal for her to take her out, she was a little nervous. Although Kaiba had defeated her and that was why that woman was engaged to him ni the first place, she honestly had no clue what she was up again. And for all she knew, maybe he defeated her in fashion sense or something.

She stepped outside rather warily, looking around to find Shampoo. She quickly spotted a woman standing nearby wearing ... some kind of ridiculous armor. Ino took not time in pointing this out to her. She put her hands on her hips and called out, "You're Shampoo, right? What the hell are you wearing?"

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Shampoo's eyebrow rose, and she smirked. "Things which very much more straightforward than you." She gave Ino a once over, still smirking. "Is more ceremony. From what Shampoo see, you know... little of this."

Ino's get-up was similarly ridiculous. Between the two of them, a battle of the worst fashion sense would only lose to the subject over whom this fight was ostensibly for - Seto Kaiba.

The young woman didn't move, for the moment, confident in her ability to slip away as soon as Ino did something more threatening than walk.

[yamanaka]

"Ceremony?" Ino laughed. "I think it's going to be more like me kicking your butt and then leaving." Yes, she sounded over-confident. She was still nervous, but she really wanted to get this over with so she could go back inside and pick out something to wear to the Valentine's Day events.

She moved into a fighting stance. She was unsure of whether she should go after Shampoo or whether Shampoo would come after her (after all, wasn't she defending her so-called husband?). After a few seconds of waiting, though, she pushed some chakra into her feet and sped off in Shampoo's direction.

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Shampoo didn't move until Ino was close, pushing herself off the ground and into the air, hands planted high on the pole so that she was balancing, legs above her. She had the same look of amused confidence on her face as she didn't bother talking back to Ino.

Ino wasn't worth her time explaining.

She wasn't, however, noting any butt kicking.

[yamanaka]

Ino blinked at the sudden movement. She sighed irritatedly, maybe this woman was better than she looked. She decided to try a few more close range hits, and if that wasn't going to work she might have to do some hiding.

She pushed herself off the ground, close to level with Shampoo. She thrust her leg violently towards Shampoo's body, hoping to knock her off balance. Being on the pole would be a problem, she'd have to waste energy trying to get her down.

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Shampoo twisted her body, one hand letting go of the pole to move with the force of Ino's thrust. Her legs, bent at the knee, came dropping down on Ino, a smooth motion which brought her close to her impromptu target.

Her lips parted, tongue flicking out and running over them with anticipation. She was so close, she could feel the other woman's heat now.

[yamanaka]

Ino bit her lip, trying to push her body away from Shampoo in mid-air. The woman was too close for comfort. She hit the ground on her feet, her sandals skidding backwards across the grass.

She knew she was going to have to fight harder and faster if she wanted to win here. She mentally groaned at thought of the humiliation she would be put through before deciding to go for one last attempt at hand - to -hand combat. She dusted off her knee quickly and sprinted towards the pole. If she could get rid of that thing, then maybe this would be easier.

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The pole slid between Shampoo's hands as her feet came slamming down to earth, dancing away as Ino came close and swinging the pole's length at Ino's midsection. Her eyes flashed in anticipation, most amused as Ino's ready engagement.

What a fiery woman~ Too bad her intuition didn't move as quickly as the rest of her.

[yamanaka]

Ino's eyes widened before she jumped into the air, managing to avoid the pole by a small, small margin. She landed softly and continued her path, deciding to zigzag a little coming at Shampoo. Ino prepared her fist before letting it fly in the other woman's direction. If this missed, then she was going to have to resort to being sneaky. ... Not that she minded.

OOC: In my defense, Shampoo is an egotistical prat. 8'D?

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Just like how Shampoo didn't mind fisting; except in her face.

The young woman pushed away, twisting the pole around in her hands to keep it between herself and Ino for the time being. Shampoo wasn't terribly interested in this fight, because she felt Ino had no ground to stand on.

Really, it was almost... pathetic, fighting a moth who had no wings. Their drive for death in the brightest fires was only made more clear in their feeble, twisted writings toward the warmth they assumed would save them.

She smirked. Her fiancee couldn't save himself. He certainly couldn't save... this young woman. But perhaps that was to Shampoo's favor~ After all, lust makes you blind, and Ino was a very, very blind mouse.

OOC: At least she's ... not saying it out loud? XDDD

[yamanaka]

Ino sighed again, this time with more frustration that irritation. It was time to retreat. She jumped backwards, out of the range of the pole. She felt her leg quickly for anything that could be of use right now. She pulled a few shuriken and held them for a few seconds while she got into the most ideal position.

Using quite a bit of strength, she flug the shuriken in Shampoo's direction. Two went directly towards her, one towards where the middle of the pole would be should she choose to put it upright and one where the top would be. Let's see her dodge that!

OOC: I can imagine how... lovely Ino would feel. Also, I cracked. Hard. XD;

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Everything went into slow motion. The butterflies making their beeline way across the courtyard hovered in scant wingbeats, hanging in the air like so many notes of music stretching into an eternity in a breath of air.

Nature's harmony was irreplaceable. Beauty was in everything, and the fragility of nature, time, and love seemed rich and thick in the air. They were just two women, with long hair, bad fashion sense, and worse love sense, taking a moment in time together to exhilarate in the senses and divinity of their lives.

Then a shuriken tore through the butterfly, and the moment was abruptly ended.

Her pole seemingly broke in half as Shampoo used it to launch herself away, the shuriken aiming for it hitting in the middle. Half came away with her, glinting with suppressed ennui and dazzling shininess which only could be better complemented in a snowy field surrounded by the blood of innocent children.

Yes. Shampoo had drawn... a large metal rod. And chucked it at Ino.

OOC: You win sooo hard for the innocent children thing. XDDD

[yamanaka]

Ino gasped and quickly formed a few hand seals, replacing herself with a log. The log got hit by the rod and shattered. She landed on the opposite side of the courtyard, now facing Shampoo's back, still annoyed although she had managed to break the pole. Yes, it would allow her to get closer, but the pole still remained in her hands, and she had missed the actual target.

The Shintenshin would be too risky, obviously, and it wouldn't do anything anyways except maybe let Ino make a fool out of Shampoo. Which would be funny, no doubt about that, but it would not win this match. She had a few exploding tags, but there was no way that would have any effect unless she actually put it on Shampoo. Which ... she didn't want to explode her, just make her leave Kaiba alone, so that was not an option. She pulled a few more shuriken out of her pack and threw them again in Shampoo's direction, praying that this time they would hit.

OOC: OKAY now you can hate me.

[amazonianism]

Unfortunately, there was no God. Hidan knew this. Actually, he more knew there was a lack of God, but since Ino hadn't asked him, and he wasn't here, and he still prayed anyway, and Shampoo wouldn't care either way, since if her faith had come under examination, the fluid nature of it would have annoyed anyone asking

[yamanaka]

Apparently the peanut butter was gone now, because Ino cried out in frustration when she found she hadn't hit anything. "UGH! Stupid ... " She quickly snapped her mouth shut, realizing that she should be hiding to plan an attack and not standing out here in the open like this. She jumped up into the nearest tree. It was kind of small, but it would do.

She really didn't want to give up this fight. She wanted to win and make Kaiba proud of her. Well ... or show some kind of emotion. When he wasn't talking about his past, he seemed a little like an emotionless block, and that was no good. She sighed, pulling herself out of her thoughts to yank a bunch of leaves from the tree with both hands. Maybe she could, with these, do something like in the Chuunin exam with a chakra rope. If Shampoo couldn't move, then she'd have to surrender ... she clutched the leaves tightly, waiting for the moment to make her move

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Shampoo didn't look like she was going to move. Perhaps she hadn't noticed Ino; perhaps she'd simply thought that a particularly humanoid breeze had left the trail of leaves up to her feet. Certainly she had no clue the leaves could be any danger - but Shampoo had seen Ino.

And Shampoo was getting bored.

"Tsk. Silly girl." Shampoo was moving from the instant she'd located Ino, speed as comparable to the unrealistic run of the Konoha kunoichi as she was then right behind her.

The amazon had already decided upon her mode of operation. The shampoo, rich with soothing herbal fragrances and restorative properties, came out of some concealed portion of her breastplate.

Ino could stand to forget a few things. Specifically, Kaiba, and the stupid game of cat and mouse the woman hadn't even suspected going on around her. Shampoo would feel pity for Ino's thickheadedness... if it hadn't also proven amusing for Shampoo.