An Ounce of Pounce

Sunaku Niwa wrote:
This was going to be fun; this boy seems to have some sort of plan for the no jutsu girl. Though I wonder what it is. Could he be thinking about…oh my a frontal assault…no he threw down a smoke bomb…any best dodge the shuriken…wait no that is to easy…I got it… What an odd mindset the Sunaku had, but it didn’t take long to figure out what she had thought of because moments from impact a stream of sand collided with the shuriken stopping it dead in its tracks. To make matters even more odd is the stream of sand that stopped the shuriken began to take the shape of the Sunaku herself, not to mention what seemed to be clone was pulling itself out of the sand tower and took up a position beside the other sand clone.

“I best not hold back if they are going to be hiding…”

The Sunaku’s words were only half finished as her body began to be consumed by sand taken directly from the tower. Glancing upwards the Sunaku noticed Hirosue was now awake and moving, seemed she wanted to get out of the blanket to figure out what was going on. Just then Aki and Takeo reappeared from where ever they had hidden. It would have been best if the Sunaku had just attacked but that wasn’t Niwa’s style in fact she would have rather watched them scream in terror as they watched their own death thanks to Death Viewing[Rank 1] being placed upon them.

Just then another group appeared, this of course made the Sunaku grin but this time she wasn’t going to just use a genjutsu in fact she was actually going to Shadow Dance[Rank 1] behind the Aki and unleash a flurry of hand seals that would release the jutsu Air Ball[Master Rank]. Of course with another Shadow Dance[Rank 1] the Sunaku was now behind the other Takeo unleashing the very same jutsu as before.

“Is that all you have? I really thought there would have been far more anger behind your attacks due to your dislike of me.”

Now all that was left was to see what had happened as the smoke cleared, oddly enough though around this time Hirosue actually managed to get free only to be caught by a soft stream of sand that she could stand up on and slowly be lifted down to the floor.

[Actions]
-Block Fuuma With Sand Stream
-Create Two Sand Clones
-Use Death Viewing[Rank 1] On First Group Of Takeo & Aki
-Use Shadow Dance[Rank 1] & Air Ball[Master Rank] On Aki
-Use Shadow Dance[Rank 1] & Air Ball[Master Rank] On Takeo
-Save Hirosue Since She Began To Fall
-Wait For Smoke Of Battle To Clear To See What Happens...

[Note: Now I Leave It Up To You All If You Get Hit Or Not...]

Little Hirosue screamed a bit with a little squeak.
Niwa's sand platform caught her right at it's peak.
Little Hirosue bounced and made a little pounce.
Air balls popping set alarm on her every ounce.

Little Suweh peeked as she made a little crawl.
Green eyes watched down at a one-sided brawl.
Little Suweh met her little eyebrows in confusion.
Attacking teacher Niwa was quite a nice delusion.

Noiru Aki wrote:
[so pretty much i do what takeo said, but i will have some secret weapon xD for the end think i am now // this is after all... the things that happened xD]

Aki was standing inside a building, really confused with all the smoke thing going on. She waited for it to clear.
"Now... Where was Takeo? Where's everyone exactly, damn it! I barely understood one word out of the Ayachi. Anyways, I better stay here in the darkness..." Aki thought and kneeled down, to wait for the smoke to clear. She hoped they had managed to touch Niwa... If they hadn't... Well, Aki was now thinking about something to come up with. Still, the Ayachi's plan had been a good one. Even if she didn't get half of it.

[wont be on until monday u.u sorry]

Ayachi Takeo wrote:
(Gaah... why leave me with the inhumanity of choosing what hits and misses? Once again, sorry for seriously delaying. I promise this will not happen again. If an excuse is in order, this was graduation week for the seniors of my high school, some of which I was close to. I have spent almost the entire week doing school events or doing things with friends in recognition of the year's end. I shouldn't have any major delay like this after this one though)

As Takeo surged forward, he on the right flank, and the true Aki on the left, only time would be able to tell how his plan would play out.

As was expected, it wasn't as if the Sunaku decided to sit idle while the students executed their plan.

The clone, unable to be afflicted with genjutsu, being a genjutsu itself, simply surged forward, Takeo's will to move it not anticipating a non-physical attack. Much the same way that a person might stumble through an arch when expecting to meet a door, the clone stumbled forward, and as it did so, its head made contact with a piece of rubble with enough force to disperse simple illusions and it burst in smoke.

As the group came into view, only moments away from being attacked by his own hands, Takeo noticed three Niwas where one was meant to be. Clones obviously, but as it was at that moment, he couldn't tell which was the real sensei.

It didn't matter much to him. It wasn't as if it was his point to actually cause serious damage to the sensei as much as he was the double decoy. It wasn't as if there was something to be lost by releasing the eight senbon that he held within his hand and so fired them off to the nearest target.

The majority of the senbon flew true to their destination. As four of them embedded deep within the vital arteries of the now obviously motionless Niwa, sand spilled forth in lieu of the blood that should have. And just as quickly, the flesh disintegrated, yellow sediment collected in a pile being the only remnant of the once brave shinobi. Of course it wasn't the real Niwa, and was very likely incapable of bravery, but it was nonetheless a pile, marking Takeo's poorly selected victim.

It wasn't rocket science to discern from the other two which one was the genuine specimen. The impostor was the one ahead of him that was standing idly in its emotionless vigil. The real one was the one that was now standing behind him and ready to unleash a powerful jutsu on his blind side. Perhaps it was just a hunch that it wasn't the other way around.

The fact remained for the disguised Takeo however that such a well positioned attack with a ball of air, especially considering the fact that he was still in his flight path that he had gained while jumping out of cover, had very little chance of missing. A surge of pain came over him as he was forcefully shot several meters away from his assailant.

While Takeo didn't know it at the time, his clone companion who was submerged in the smoke came under similar assault while Takeo was still flying in his ballistic trajectory towards the coarse floor of Leaf's ruins. In his submerged state, the air ball had little opportunity to fly in perfect trajectory, but by the simple misfortune of a stretched arm, nicked the clone with enough force to send it corkscrewing before bursting into smoke.

Fortunately for the integrity of the plan, it was unlikely that Niwa would know of this success due to the smoke cloud enshrouding him.

Unfortunately for the integrity of the plan, Takeo's new position on the battlefield would align Niwa's view with that of the real Aki's ploys. Takeo would have to mend this himself.

Takeo changed his position by a few feet and then charged the Sunaku with a clenched fist. Once again, the purpose of such an attack was not to actually hit Niwa. As a matter of fact, this time, he was intending to miss and veer off to either side of the sensei. It would at least get her to turn away from Aki's actions.

The first phase of the plan had already commenced. Whatever perceptions the sensei had about who was real and who was not had already been set. The only thing left for Takeo to do until Aki struck was to take abuse. Takeo could only do so much to guarantee the plan's success. The rest lay in Aki's hands.

(I'll let Aki decide how Death Viewing went for her)

Noiru Aki wrote:
Aki fell to her knews as a strange scene played on her mind. She couldn't focus so she felt lost. She grabbed her head in her hands and opened her eyes wide, but she still couldn't see her old surroundings. She tried to stand up but she could only see that image replaying again and again in her mind that she lose balance and fell.
"I... must get up... This is all a jutsu... Must... get... up! Aki tried to get up. The first time she fell again, but the second, she finally stood up. Only that she was trying hard to stay that way.
She grabbed a kunai from her pocket and tried to throw it at the sound of bodies moving, exactly where a blurry figure that looked like Niwa was.

Aki got hold of herself and tried to concentrate on the blurry images of the sensei and Takeo rather than the image she was seeing over and over again. It was almost impossible. She felt she couldn't. And she couldn't. As Aki tried to grab another kunai from her pocket, try to throw it somewhere... If she was able to even throw something... She felt something wet on her hand as she reached for her pocket. She was quite paralyzed by the scenes being played on her mind, so she wouldn't know what it was. But the smell of it. Blood.

Aki tried to concentrate to know whether if their was pain in her body somewhere, or she was just imagining. She wasn't. She had actually made a cut across her palm, trying to get a good grip of the kunai she was trying to bring out. Apparently, she had been grabbing it from the wrong side.

The pain came slow. When she had done the cut, it hadn't hurt, but now it burned. She putted her good hand on the ground and threw herself upwards, into a sit down position and realized the genjutsu was no more.

She grabbed a shuriken (not the kunai because it had blood and she didn't like the smell of it) with her good hand... Which unfortunately was the left... And threw it at Niwa.