Jujutsu Reincarnation: Unleashing The Ten Shadows In Naruto

Phase 5: Struggle

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-Story Start-

-Third Person POV-

"Do introduce me to him~" A delightfully curious remark left Orochimaru's lips, as his smirk only broadened at the threat from the child in his grasp, lifting his lower body from the shadows.

Stifling silence enveloped the surrounding forest as all lifeforms held their breaths at the encounter.

Facing the amused Orochimaru, Akira's voice rang loudly, cutting sharply through the silence.

Responding to Orochmaru's agreement to the challenge with an inquiry:

"Before I end you... Why are you here?" He snarled, his gaze and killing intent sharpening despite the pain of the snake's powerful grip.

Snorting, Orochimaru's words slithered through the air, "Stalling for time, are we?" He chuckled.

Completely comfortable in their close proximity, his guard loosened.

As if this was but a child snarling to scare him away.

"But if killing me is what you intend, Akira-kun, does it really matter why I'm here?" He chuckled.

"Now... Where is that Honey Badger? My cute little Deer~?"

Much to Akira's dismay, Orochimaru's hold on him tightened to a bone-crushing level, prompting a momentary pained grimace.

The pressure was relentless, radiating agony through his arm, but he refused to show weakness.

It was his cue to move.

Akira's foot shot out, chakra concentrating in his shin, aimed squarely at Orochimaru's head.

Orochimaru's forearm rose smoothly to meet the attack, blocking it with a casual, almost bored ease.

With a solid stance, Orochimaru held his ground and grip on Akira's left arm.

However, a second impact Orochimaru hadn't expected was felt an instant later, pushing him slightly back and Akira with him.

For a brief moment, Orochimaru's eyes widened, surprise flickering in their depths before intrigue took over.

Akira's right hand moved like a flash, chopping down on the serpent-like grip that held him.

Freeing his grip from his own volition, Orochimaru drew back his arm to avoid the swipe, creating a momentary, albeit short distance.

Akira seized this split second, shifting his weight forward in a stance, his eyes never leaving Orochimaru's, gauging his next move.

The two Shinobi hadn't moved an inch.

While Orochimaru's still figure could be attributed to playing with his food.