Purrfectly Impurrfect (Sasuke Love Story)

Attack Attack!!

The seven men and I had a intense stare down as Tobi tended to Deidara a good thirty feet away in a high tree.

As long as their out of the way of harm, i'm ok..

The men talked for a few short seconds. Six stepped back as one stood up to me. Venci leaned againt a tree smirking. He probably though his fucking men were going to beat us. Fucking idiots.

Dear Jashin! I do cuss just as bad as Hidan!

The one man standing up to me ran, his kunai in his hand. I just simply stood there. Bored. I quickly dodged his arm, grabbing it. I flipped him backwards.

But he didn't move.

His fucking arm, stretched.

Is that this dudes fucking Kekkei Genkai? Body expansion?

His arm stretched back as if it was plastic. I nearly barfed.

"You really are ugly fucks." I said quietly and emotionlessly.

I jumped back a few feet, both of us having a face off in defensive mode. Seems as though my Taijustu won't work here..

OH! I know! I could use this for training! I can finally finish Itachi-sama's training! Er.. Itachi's training!

Shit. I said Sama.

I growled lowly, jumping into the air. I did a couple handsigns, puffing out my chest filling it and my mouth with chakra. "Fire style: Crumbling ground!" I yelled, huffing out a huge, huge, huge!, ball of fire. Then came another one, followed by smaller onces. The man groaned in pain as his neck extened a second to late and burned. He fell to the ground, trying to put the flames out.

My fireballs burned everything in their path until the fully died out. Hence, the name Crumbling Ground.

I walked up to the man, holding the kunai to his throat. I was about to slide my arm just enough to slit, but his leg stretched, wraping around my hidden feet and tripping me on my back.

Trust me. This wasn't the best fighting skills I had. I just wasn't prepared to fight to my full abilities. Not now at least.

I grabbed the mans leg that was twisted around my ankles and bit it. He howled in even more pain, immediatly stretching his leg back. "Nimikaru! " A deformed man cried in a sandpaper voice. The man ran up taking his other deformed friend away. Anothe man came out.

The man that hurt Deidara.

I smirked darkly behind my collar. "Just the thing I wanted to fight." I said calling him a thing. Obviously the dude was one!

He snarled in anger, but shook in fear. His hand shook as he gripped the kunai. I smirked.

I knew his Kekkei Genkai. But he didn't know mine. His was sorta like Dei's, so I had a pretty good image of how this will sorta play out.

He made a weird handsign, his plastic fingers turing into slosh. It slowly curdled into a figure and it came to life. He mumbled a few words, making the thing gleam, obviously alike a bomb when ready to explode and the wick is just about ready to die out. The brightest glow.

He threw it at me alike a sphere. I smirked, easily dodgeing it with its followers soon after. I held a emotionless face as I stood feet away from him.

I did a couple handsigns, closing my eyes. "Water style: thousands of birds." I whispered. The water from the ocean appeared by my side. It chirping like a Chidori, only louder. I conducted my fingers, controlling the water. But once I threw the water, my contorl was lost. I could no longer control it. So I had to be smart like Shikamaru and think this through.