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‘He’s stronger than before.’ Soi Fon quickly realized as she watched the display Itachi was putting on against an unrelenting Yoruichi.
Yoruichi’s Shunpo within such a small area was no different than teleportation to most people slower than her, and even with those that had mastered the art, keeping up with her was a hard, almost impossible, task.
Itachi expertly used techniques that would ensure a distance between them anyti she stayed too close to him.
What had been an initial surprise to him was how strong she physically was. She specialized in fast and hard hits and was clearly a master of both.
She was stronger than Itachi, of that he had no doubt. Which was why he refrained from clashing with her head on, but she being smart and understanding her advantage pushed on unrelentlessly.
The basis of their fighting was ridiculous, he knew that, she knew that but she didn’t care.
So he made his decision.
Slowly and in a spinning pattern, his black eyes rotated and morphed under the astonished and cautious gaze of Yoruichi.
Settling down with the familiar red eyed dojutsu of the Uchiha Clan, a complete 3-tomoe Sharingan sat as Itachi’s eyes.
‘What kind of eyes are those?’ Soi Fon wondered as this was the first ti she was seeing eyes like that.
For Yoruichi, her thoughts were different. ‘Is that eye part of his Shikai’s abilities? Quite a troubleso sword.’
She also noticed how his Reiatsu’s presence seed to stabilize even more, for lack of a better word.
‘Better to draw out their gimmicks.’ This was such a refreshing activity for Yoruichi. She would never consider herself a battle fanatic, like the lunatics of the Eleventh, or even a very outgoing person seeing as how she would prefer lazing around most of the ti, but fighting soone with new and surprising techniques was always a novel thing to experience. And Itachi, as it seems, was soone with extra bags of tricks behind that stoic expression of his.
Brushing his intercepting hand to the side, she lowered her stance and the mont he reached in for another strike, she coiled around it and drove a fast knee to his chin’s underside.
“Mm?”
Seeing he blocked her perfect strike, she shifted her focus and landed so rapid blows to disorientate his focus but he perfectly deflected those too.
“Huh?” Sothing was weird about him now but she could not put her finger on it.
Itachi blinked to her front and started another series of attacks that she equally responded to, even retaliating so blows of her own but just as she deflected his, he also deflected hers.
“What are you doing?” For the first ti since eting, a contemplative frown entered her face. It was weird because it felt as if she was fighting a shadow – her shadow. She smirked, “Heh, you really are sothing.”
The stoic bastard was copying her blocks and deflections, even going as far as copying her counterattack.
This guy was extrely dangerous, Yoruichi concluded but kept the bias to the side. He had dangerous abilities, sure, but so did all the Captains of the Gotei 13.
The flow of the fight changed, not because one took the advantage and pressured the other, but because like Yoruichi said, it beca like a fight of shadows.
Itachi didn’t wantonly copy her fighting style, an ignorant mistake that most Uchihas made, no. He had copied the parts he needed to patch his own fighting style.
Even as Yoruichi appeared a few centiters from him, Itachi stepped back but Yoruichi gave no room and punched him, which he blocked or at least tried to.
“Ikkotsu.”
The seemingly simple punch that Yoruichi threw snapped both of Itachi’s hands to different angles, causing his eyes to widen, and caved his chest in upon contact, destroying the ribs around where her hands landed.
Before the inertia of the punch ca into play, Itachi burst into crows that surrounded Yoruichi from all fronts. Before she could force herself out of there, the crows suddenly turned into fireballs and converged on her at once.
As the explosion went on, Yoruichi jumped out, not unscathed at the surprising explosion.
As she made to move forward, the world seed to spin before her as the sky turned red. Shocked, she looked below and found herself sinking into the ground with all her limbs bound.
She could see the sky getting farther away and a sense of dread ca over her as thoughts of what would happen to her if the ground swallowed her perated her mind.
By the ti she shook the irrational fear out of her head, she was already neck deep into the ground.
“This is an illusion, Yoruichi! This is an illusion and you know it!”
She internally scread at herself and roused her Reiatsu and it surged uncontrollably. At this point, real panic started settling in but she didn’t let it take over her mind as she roused her Reiatsu again and again.
This was different from any other past similar cases she’s found herself in. Unlike the other instances of Illusions Yoruichi had experienced, this one felt complete – like it was an illusory world made real.
“Aaarghhhh!” With a very haphazardly violent burst of her Reiatsu, the world of red lost its color and paused as it turned monochro. A second later and glass cracks appeared everywhere before the world shattered and Yoruichi found herself standing in the sa spot she had been, with Soi Fon passed out on the ground and Itachi nowhere to be found.
From how there seed not to be any new movents around her and also the explosion that was still raging, Yoruichi confird that only a few monts had passed since he put her inside the illusion.
“Soi Fon.” She shook Soi Fon but the girl remained unresponsive, making Yoruichi furrow her brow in concern.
She carefully pushed her Reiatsu into Soi Fon’s body and used it to disturb her calm Reiatsu, trying a few tis before the girl woke up.
“Lady Yoruichi!” Soi Fon woke up in alarm and only managed to get her breath in order when she saw that Yoruichi was alright.
“What happened, Soi Fon?”
Soi Fon shook her head amidst heavy breaths. “After you escaped the explosion, you suddenly stopped moving like you were in so kind of stasis. I only knew sothing was wrong with how abnormally dormant your Reiatsu beca, but when I jumped down…”
“He trapped you in an illusion too, huh?” Yoruichi frowned as she reviewed the fight in her head. “He’s an exceptional fighter and a master tactician to boot. His goal from the beginning has always been to escape but he was likely contemplating how to go about it.”
To Yoruichi, this was a very surprising turn of events – losing to soone who was clearly weaker than herself.
‘The way he uses his illusions to aid his combat is not a proficiency one can accomplish in months, even with proficient fighting abilities. His way of fighting makes it almost impossible to tell when he’s using an illusion and when he’s not.’
“What do we do now, Lady Yoruichi?” Soi Fon asked tentatively. She could still feel goosebumps all over her body and a lump in her throat just from rembering the illusion she was trapped.
Taking note of Soi Fon’s state, Yoruichi pondered on her next action. “We’ll hang out here for a while. If we can’t find him after so ti, we’ll return back to base.” She said as she patted her clothes to get rid of the dust and dirt.
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After escaping Yoruichi, Itachi hastily put as much distance between them while making sure he didn't leave any tracks.
Luckily for him, he was able to pull her into a rather strong genjutsu before she could do anything. He was both curious and cautious on how genjutsu would work and its effects now that he was casting it in the mind of a soul rather than a human and the result was pretty what he had theorized.
Stronger souls with stronger ntal defenses could disable a genjutsu just fine but given how Soi Fon easily succumbed to it, he made a conservative conclusion and set the proficient ntal requirents of disabling a genjutsu at the Captain level. Of course there will always be exceptions but Itachi wasn’t worried about those.
“… You did good, Tsukuyomi.” He said after a while.
“I see.” Tsukuyomi’s reverberating voice sounded in Itachi’s ear. “You didn’t utilize much of your genjutsu.” It stated.
Itachi nodded. “I was observing its effects and seeing how a strong Shinigami would react to it.”
Tsukuyomi gave no other reply as its presence receded into the sword, leaving Itachi once more in silence.
Right now Itachi was at a crossroad.
Here Yoruichi was, a Captain of the Seireitei, offering him access to the place and absolving his cri of killing other Shinigamis, which he wasn’t really worried about, and in turn he would join the Shinigamis under her 2nd Division.
He could always leave the Seireitei if he felt it wasn’t a place for him, that much he was sure of, but the question now was; then what?
The afterlife wasn’t a peaceful place or a haven for reincarnated souls. It was wrought with its own problems.
No, the question was what does Itachi Uchiha want to do in his death?
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