Riamu's Training (Open to those willing to teach or train with. Only one captian or Vice-captian)

The sun was setting, Riamu wiped the sweat off his brow. Then slicking his hair back, his green and yellow streaks falling into his face. He nodded to the three men infront of him, members of his division. Who were also tired, but much more than Riamu. Two were fighting hand to hand like Ri himself, but one had his sword drawn. Silently and composed they came at him, but he easily avoided thier attacks. After slapping one's blade aside and deliver an palmed strike to his chest which sent him back. He caught the next ones punch and pulled him forward into his knee, also knocking him back. Then spinning around and backhanding the last one in the side of the head, taking away his balance as he roundhouse kicked him in the same spot. Sadly he just fell to the ground.

The three slowly got up, massaging their bruises that will surely form. The one with his sword out sheathed it as the tallest of the three piped up, " Well RiRi, you still got it. Though it is late and we will head home. " The others agreed, and started to walk away, waving friendlily. Riamu waved back as he sat on a rock and massaged his own personal bruises, though little things they were.
He was not done yet, but he did not know what to do exactly.

He stared at the sunset with his green and yellows eye's, without looking away he grabbed a towel and dried himself up. Then removed the upper half of his Kimono and strapped his sheath back to his waist. Leaning onto the ground and began to do push ups.

Tamashi was silently walking around the seireitei when he came across three men who looked like they had just been n a fight, and he raised a single eyebrow at them, each one clutching at a different section of their body, Tamashi wondered who had beaten them up so badly, and where they were now, as they seemed like a worthy foe.

The immature male rushed forward, trying to find the person responsible, passing by a male who has topless, doing push ups. Tamashi stopped and looked at him, wondering if he was the one who fought the three men he had just seen. He cleared his throat and walked towards the male.

"Excuse me, but are you the one who beat up the three who ran off that-a-way?" He had an adult sounding voice, but he spoke like a child would, his face a childish mask of emotions.

Riamu stopped what he was doing and got up, sitting back down where he was before, " Yes. They are other seated members of my division. We were training. " This guy seemed creepy, like straneg Micheal Jackson creepy. HE srugged it off though and stood up to wallk up to the boy.

" Do you have the heart to continue what they did originally start... What is you name? " He wanted to spar, but not before knowing what his name was.

When the other male offered Tamashi the chance to continue what the other three had started his expression hardened, his posture changed and he smirked slightly. "I am Tamshi Karitori, and you?" When he spoke his voice sounded like it should, like an adult, his body following the example, his right hand resting on his Zanpakuto.

Riamu grins as he does not object to the fight, drawing his sword. " Riamu. " He spins it around and around, being sure to create some orm of wind current to speed up the travel of his gas. " Now let me begin with you. " He charged forward with a quick diagonal uppercut, then a second quick diagonal slash downwards. Blocking it with the enhanced pain would cause the vibrations of the sword to be painful, making Riamu seem sronger than he is.

Tamashi didn't get a chance to draw his own blade before Riamu was on him, so he quickly jumped backwards, narrowly avoiding the slashes, the wind from them stinging slightly, which Tamashi found very odd, for a moment Tamashi wondered if his opponents power was wind, but that was ridiculous, he hadn't even one Shikai yet. He pulled his weapon from it's sheath and held it at the ready, before slicing straight across the males stomach. He then slid forward, and stabbed at his chest, a wicked grin on his face.

Riamu blocked the first attack, then slapped aside the second. Instead of attacking again, he jumped bakwards and trust his sword at the shin of Tamashi. An invisible spritually formed blade extended out to stab his shin like it was a sword wound. " What one cannot stop with a bland or hand, " The blade would retract to two feet longer than the sword as he again went and slashed at Tamashi. " One will not ever understand! "

Tamashi was unconcerned as Riamu thrusted his blade, knowing it was too far too reach him. his eyes widened as his shin was pierced by an invisible assailant, And as Riamu goes for the second attack jumps backwards, nearly falling on his ass from the immense amounts of pain he felt. He was sweating already, on one knee and bleeding, great, an excellent way to start a fight.

Riamu pointed his sword at Tamashi and had the blade extend to just an centimeter away from his neck, " One must know the length that one may go. Your wound is not one for a spar, unless of course, you wish to become a star? " He stabbed his sword into teh ground and took a seat on the ground next to it. Running his hand through his hair, he did not take his eye off of his oppoenent.

" Tamashi, come at me. "

Tamashi had no idea what Riamu was going on about. He hefted his sword and stood, ignoring the blood leaking out of his leg. He inhaled once before he rushed forwards, slashing his sword at Riamu's head. He then jumped o the left, stumbling as he landed. He managed to remain standing however and stabbed at his left arm.

Riamu from his sitting position, ducked under the slash at his head, then took his sword out and blocked the stab. Pushing the blade aside he jumped back and swung his sword while being out of view again. This time it would cut across each shin with the invisible blades, going half way through. When he landed he bent light around his body and became invisible. Then mumbling, " Bakudo Number 1: Sai. " As he locked his arms begind Tamashis back and shunpo'd behind him. Holding the invisible blade to his throat, " I would not move, my wounded friend. Or my Invisible blade will be your end. "

Tamashi didn't get a chance to react, first his knees, then his arms being pinned, and then a blade pressed to his throat. He sighed, realizing he had been doomed to failure from the start. He then felt a rush of pain from his knees, and nearly cried out from it. "I submit, you have won, now please release me." He could feel his knees buckling, knowing that would be bad if the invisible blade was still pressed to his neck.

Riamu pulled his sword back and sheathed it. Turning around and walking away, his ears hearing only his footsteps and the silent sound of night. His gas would not dissipate just yet, but it would stop excreting. He turned around and sighed, " The wounds will be agonizing for only a few more minutes at most.If you wish I will give you some bandages as I am a good host. " He said with a dark laugh.

Tamashi dropped the moment the blade was removed from his neck, only adding more pain to his already excruciated knees. His breath came in as shallow gasps, and he leaned his head backwards, trying to Calm himself, ignore the pain. "I'm fine, there is no need for you 'hospitality' I've seen enough of it." He sighed once, and sheathed his blade, falling onto his hands.

Riamu sighed as he still passed the bandages to him, then had a flash back. It was of his old friend, Sir Ravors. It was of him returning from a battle all covered in wounds. Saying the same thing Tamashi just did, but unlike now. Riamu just watched as the soldier dealt with his own wounds.

Flashing back he groaned, " Just use them you idiot. Idiocracy will never fix it. " He sat down and faced the defeated man, guessing he did not take it well all the time.

Tamashi caught the bandages and slowly applied them to his wounds, grimacing through the pain as he did so. He noticed the male sit down instead of leave, but didn't question it. He sighed as he was called an idiot, and turned to face Riamu, grunting in pain again as he did so. "I am not an idiot, So don't call me one." He finished applying the bandages and fell backwards, leaning on his hands.

Riamu smiled, ' Your pride makes you a little duller than some. Take help when it is offered. " He yawned, he had been training all day and it was starting to hit him. All that energy he had before was gone, with Tamashi's ability to effectively walk. He had spent nearly none of his spiritual pressure. In that area, he knew he was just under captain level.