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[color=white].	Wednesday, 9:46 [right]Amegakure Border	.[/right][/color][/h3][/sub][/b][/color]

It was always exhilarating when that first hint of combat became certain. Like a sugar rush, it made his heart dance and his palms nice and hot. Then again, perhaps that was Sakana-Sensei's insane jutsu, sometimes Gareki mistook the two. As cool as ever, Sakana took charge and dished out his desires; nice and simple just like Gareki liked it. [color=silver][b]"On it, Sensei!"[/b][/color] He sprinted off to the right, noting the diamond-formation they had chosen. He brandished Kenma, leaving his Starved Arm free at his side, [color=silver][b]"Raiton: BE CUT DOWN!"[/b][/color]. A jolt of lightning covered the sharpened slab of metal and its chirping shrieks shredded his ears as he flanked the Leaf team. The drain of chakra was near immediate, might've been a bad idea but his gut was rarely wrong. 

Sakana-sensei proved himself a threat, quick and agile he established the flow of battle. The Jonin was quick and not long afterwards, one of the Genin took too attacking, Unagi. Bad move. The show was revealing, the Genin might be really, really inexperienced. If the scroll was important, like his gut was [i]screaming[/i] to him; then double-teaming an opponent, even for a second, was incredibly dangerous. 

Gareki would capitalize on that best he could. [color=silver][b]"TRY AND BLOCK THIS, SAPLINGS![/b][/color] he barked, hopefully drawing attention to his attack and giving breath and time for Mura or Sakana to devise some smarty-pants plan. Coming in lower than normal towards the Jonin and scroll-wielding Genin, he showcased his strength by swinging Kenma with one hand. It arced towards the Jonin first but was well capable of reaching the scroll-wielder who was sticking close.

The results was disappointing. The Jonin was quicker than he thought, rather, Gareki overestimated himself... again.

The Jonin kicked his Genin's feet from under him, the two ducking so low that Kenma simply passed overhead. The momentum sent Gareki in a controlled twirl off a meter or two away. [color=silver][b]"Crapstorm,"[/b][/color] he hissed. [color=silver][b]"Sensei, I'm taking scroll-guy here!"[/b][/color] he yelled as he launched himself at the two, Kenma being a javelin to split them up. 

In a panic, the Genin launched himself away from the Jonin, and Gareki bounced after him with less-than-a-second between the reactionary escape. The sapling skidded to a stop several meters away, eyes always on him. He placed the scroll down, looking for help or backup. [color=silver][b]"None of that's coming, Little Leaf. You're stuck with me."[/b][/color] Gareki scuffed the toe of his shoe on the ground feigning boredom. 

He stepped in front of the scroll cautiously. [b]"That's good. I don't think I could handle another one of you goofs. But an idiot who yells out his own strats, yeah, that's easier."[/b] From out his too-large sleeves the Leaf Genin pulled a thin-scroll out, unfurled it, and in the same motion summoned a swarm of bees. All of them fitted with a tiny-tiny scarves. He reached into his pouched and pulled out a kunai as well, a deep exhaled following. [b]"Yeah, looks to me liked you picked off the wrong, "sapling"."[/b]

Gareki fixed him with a sharp grin; a passion igniting in his chest. [color=silver][b]"Ahh, I wouldn't say all that. You leaf folk tend to dig your own graves."[/b][/color]

The Genin sucked in a deep breath, [b]"We don't have time for this! KATON: FIRE BALL JUTSU"[/b] and just like that, Gareki could already see victory. He stuck Kenma into the ground waiting out the considerably weaker ball of fire. When the flames stopped and the buzzing of bees managed to parade around him, he removed the super-heated Kenma and went on the offensive. Kenma was spun overhead, creating an umbrella of deterring heat. Pulling back his starved arm, he smirked, [color=silver][b]"Suiton: Starved Raindrops,"[/b][/color] and swung bullets of racing water towards the Genin. A host of bees fell defending him and at least two of the weakened bullets hit the Genin in his chest and shoulder. 

He grunted and scowled as more bees converged in front of him. [b]"Okay, maybe you're not all that dumb."[/b]

[color=silver][b]"Digging your own grave."[/b][/color] he replied coolly.