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The Beach - Wednesday Late Afternoon

Yondaime waited on the shore for Deadpool on the beach, watching the waves lap against the sand there. Sand wasn't always ideal for sparring, but Yondaime figured that if they were going to spar this would be the safest place to do so, since the high tide would fix most of any damage that they caused.

He pulled out his pack and counted out twenty kunai, six shuriken and a few exploding tags. Yondaime didn't think he'd need those, but with Deadpool, you could never be sure.

[OOC: Thread with Deadpool and Yondaime is locked. Otherwise the beach is open, if you're going to come by and watch please becareful not to get to close. Yondaime really would not want any bystanders getting hurt.]

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No, Deadpool did not bring any guns to this fight. Or explosives.

Okay one grenade, but that was just a last case scenario kind of thing.

He did, however, have his swords and a variety of knives for this. Yay weapons time!

"Yondie!"

......

That was a new use of his title.

"Deadpool, if you're going to call me that I think I'd rather you just use my real name." He smirked as he stood and brushed sand off of himself.

"You mean your name isn't The Fourth?"

"....You're not being serious, are you?" He sighed and shrugged with a smirk. "Yondaime was just the easiest thing to go by while I was incognito, my real name is Arashi."

~~At least that's the closest I've translated the kanji to. Hand written kanji is evil!~~

Deadpool rolled his eyes. "Yeah, because I'm special like that. Call me Wade then," He said putting out his hand.

"You'd be surprised... then again, you probably wouldn't." Arashi gave his hand a firm shake. "Great, now that we're on a first name basis, let's get this fight going."

He smirked and pulled out a kunai, spinning it around his finger as he took a few steps back from Deadpool.

Wade grinned and pulled out his swords. "Any rules?" He asked, circling Arashi.

"No killing."

Yes, he was being a smartass. "Aside from that, lets jsut try to keep general bloodshed and damage to a minimum."

And yes, he was fully confident enough to take on a large sword with a small knife.

"Awww, no fun!" Wade continued to circle Arashi, humming a song as he moved. "My Sharona!"

"Can I help it if I'm vain about my face?" He joked, pulling out another kunai as they continued to circle each other. Beneath his clothes he was rather pock marked with scars. No where near as bad as his opponent, but your average joe probably wouldn't scoff at them.

But really, there was only so much Sharona that a ninja could take. On the second go around of the Sharona, he launched a kunai quickly towards the mercenary's leg.

And down the sword went, blocking the kunai before it could hit it's target. "What? Don't like The Knack? They're the best band known to man! Save Stephen and the Colberts, of course." Pulling the other sword, he leapt forward to slash down at Arashi.

"Oh of course," He chuckled and blocked the sword with the kunair in his hand, pushing back against Wade and the sword. Taking a step back, he smirked and faster than the mercenary could blink, the ninja was behind him, throwing another kunai.

Was he toying with him? NEVER! Yondaime wouldn't even dream of doing something like that.

"Aww, super powers? Now that's just not fair," Wade pouted, dodging the kunai with a leap to his left.

"Should I point out that you don't seem to be having a problem with them?" He grinned and stopped, he felt bad for the guy, might be nice to give him a sporting chance.

Arashi didn't want to completely crush his spirit.

Crush his spirit? Wade was fighting and kicking the ass of people with super powers when Arashi was... well younger!

"If I knew you'd go all Quicksilver on me, I would have brought more explosives," Wade replied, sheathing one of his swords and pulling out a few throwing knives, flinging them at Arashi with surprising speed.

The smile was gone off his face instantly as the ninja formed a large, strange, swirling ball of wind in his hand and launching it back at Deadpool, deflecting the knifes as well as cutting a deep gully into the sand as it continued towards the mercenary.

"Why?" He shouted over the wind. "Feeling inadequate?"

Wade leapt to the side, grinning. "Inadequate?" He laughed and rolled into a crouch. "Nothing wrong with using the tools of the trade to take someone with crazy magical powers down."

"Magic? This isn't magic!" He laughed back. "At least not where I'm from, anyone can do this sort of thing with the right training."

"Even this," He grinned and held his hands up mumbling under his breath as suddenly in a puff of smoke, Deadpool was surrounded by an army of Yondaimes.

Wade drew his swords and grinned. "Does killing these babies count?"

"As long as you don't hit the real thing," they replied in unison.

It was impossible to really tell which one was real. They all smiled at him with amusement as they moved their hands for each of them to do the wind attack.

Hmmm. A moral dilemma.

Wade started slicing into clones left and right. The real Arashi should have the presence of mind to stay away. "How very Madrox of you! Going to date one of my exs next too?"

All the clones were moving. They were after all exact copies of him, so they weren't stupid. When he hit the clones though they did give a satisfying "pop" sound as they disappeared, until there were only three moving quickly away from him, smiling.

"Don't plan on it, kind of a loner in that regard."

Wade took off after them, bouncing a little as he did. "That wasn't nearly as much fun as the last clones I killed."

"Well lets make it more interesting for you then!" The last three moved to surround him, each pulling out a kunai.

But it was only the one behind Deadpool that moved... thrusting the kunai between Deadpool's asscheeks~~NOT DIRTY....mostly~~ and releasing a burst of chakra through it that would cause the mercenary to fly across the beach like a stone out of a sling shot with a ... minimal amount of damage. We think...

Wade landed hard. And then twitched.

"What the hell was that?! I said no groping!" He was up and running toward the clones, moving much faster and more precise than before, slashing at the three Arashis. "At least buy me a few drinks first!"

One managed to dodge all of the attacks, taking quick steps and blocking quickly with the kunai to stop from being hit.

"With the way you drink? I'd have to sell the house!" He laughed, though it sounded a little strained as Deadpool continued to push him back.

Wade brought up a knee to knock Arashi back. "Calling me a drunk now? That's just low. What kind of person does that in the middle of a fight? Hmmm?"

The knee connected as Arashi fell back into the ground with an umf, looking back up at Deadpool with a pained grin.

"The kind who is trying to distract you." He said right as a pair of hands came out of the ground, pulling Deadpool into the hard packed sand up to his neck.

The clone on the ground poofed out of existence as the real Arashi pulled himself out of the sand nearby, panting with a smile as he sat down. "Okay, that was harder than I thought."

Wade wriggled a bit in place. "Interesting, very interesting. Never had this happen to me before."

After wiggling around for a few seconds he grinned up at Arashi. "Not done yet."

Then exploded.

Oh Shit.

Arashi had enough time to throw his arms up in front of himself and roll back as the blast hit him and sent him flying along the sand.

"Ow, ow, ow," Wade chanted as he healed up. He crawled out of the crater and over toward Arashi, sword in hand. "Think explosives are still dumb?"

"I never said they were dumb..." he pointed out as he slowly got up onto his knees with a pained groan. "In the right situation they work."

Oh this was really going to hurt tomorrow. Good thing he didn't have any classes for a few days.

Wade flopped down on the sand. "That right then? That's what I call the right situation." He grinned. "Was I enough of a challenge for you oh your magicalness?"

Yondaime moved so he was actually sitting with a pained expression. "Yeah, I didn't even get to use the really dirty tricks." He laughed. "Enough for you as well?"

"Gimme a few beers and I'm good to go," Wade said with a lazy wave of his hand. "And maybe a shower. I have sand in places that sand was never meant to be. Eesh."

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