(For Musashi only)

Kajitora returned to the forest near Seireitei, and sat down on a stump. He looked around at half of the forest to see that it was burnt debris, and he couldn't help but laugh. His obsidian eyes glowing in the sunlight of mid day, and his jet black ponytail swaying the careless breeze. He checked his zanpakutou's hilt which had two red tassels falling from the end, and then drew his sword partially to inspect the beginning of the blade. It was fine, as it always was; he had found it much easier to take care of a zanpakutou than a katana in Human world. As Kajitora waited for his sparring partner, his sleeves were tied back, symbolizing his constant readiness. There were no clouds in the sky, and somehow he just knew that this sparring match was going to be violent, explosive, and would bestow glory.

OOC: Just so you know, kajitora you can't gain any spirit power from the academy threads any longer.

(OOC: Thats ok, I just wanted to help out Musashi. Plus I could use the practice.)

As Musashi walked through the forest of Seireitei, the wind was nice and calm just like him and his Zanpakuto. He was very excited to be able to spar so early with such a great opponent as Miyamoto. His eyes were filled with desire to gain some experience from one who had already mastered his sword. He walked a little further and looked upon the trees to see a man with a black ponytail and his sleeves pulled up. As Musashi continued forward he started to release some of his spiritual pressure, not to attack but to ready him for a great battle that he knew lied ahead.

“Miyamoto, I’m here and ready to spar if that’s okay with you.” Musashi says.

As he grabs a hold of his Zanpakuto, The Zanpakuto sends shock through his hand but it is a warming kind of shock like Kiyotome was just as eager to get on with this.

(OOC: I was going to Fighting Skill on this one.)

Kajitora’s eye fell upon Musashi as she smiled and greeted him, “Hay, Musashi! No need to be so formal by calling by my last name, just because I’m a ranked officer. You can still call me Kajitora.” His awkward and wide smile faded as Suzaku’s red light could be seen glowing outwardly from the top of his sheathe. He could feel her immense reiryoku (spiritual power) surging and yearning for battle. He laid his hand on the hilt, almost giving into the bloodlust but he stopped his hand. Thoughts flooded his mind as he hesitated, about how he should not be so rash. A moment later, his young mind discarded the thoughts and he was ready once again to go with the flow, to throw caution to the wind. One day Kajitora would truly grow up and not depend on his sword skills to carry him though every battle, but today was not that day.

Kajitora stood his hand still on the handle and he stepped forward quickly. As he was moving forward, he turned the sheath which in turn turned the sword and his thumb flicked the sword barely from its holder. His right hand pulled the sword forth and out of the sheath, while his left hand pulled the sheath back positioning on his back but also making the sword ready to use in a shorter time. The draw had reached double its normal speed from the quick Iai-draw and the sheath being pulled from the blade pre-maturely. At the moment that the sword and sheath had completely separated, Kajitora used the flick of his wrist and the sword struck at his opponent with speed of lighting. Musashi had managed to block the speed attack, which Kajitora noted he hadn’t added his shunpo which would make the move even more deadly.

There was no hesitation after the initial attack was blocked; Kajitora proceeded to attack again with an overhead strike (Head Splitting). Once his sword was drawn, there was no hesitation that was the way in which he was trained-the drawing of your sword shows intent. Intent fuels your actions, therefore; right intent makes right action- and drawing your sword showed you were ready to follow through with whatever was put before you. The two attacked and parried threatening that whoever showed weakness, or became unfocused would be swallowed by the other’s strength. With every blow, Kajitora added more of his reiryoku to his strikes. He reached forward with his sword, swinging from the right with correct form to add physical strength to the attack but then he willed his energy to flow from his hands and then once empowering them to move into his sword. From his core to the tip of his sword, his energy was focused on one thing: to overwhelm his opponent.

OOC: This is the sub forum for spirit power, only spirit power can be gained here. So that means you can not gain in this thread what so ever.

As Musashi was blocking Kajitoras attacks he thought to himself that this was truly a worthy opponent. He sensed his opponent getting stronger with every attack so he tried to strengthen his strength as well. As Kajitora swung at him, Musashi placed his sword into the ground to push himself up to dodge it. But Kajitora keep going and struck my sword out of the ground. As Musashi fell, Kajitora struck again towards his chest. As quickly as Musashi could, he turned his body to dodge the attack somehow and with his sword swung at Kajitoras feet. Kajitora jumped up and kicked Musashi’s sword so that Musashi would turn with the sword as he struck down on his opponent with an overhead swing.

"Disintegrate, you black dog of Rondanini! Look upon yourself with horror and then claw out your own throat!" Bakudo No. 9 Strike!

Musashi uses the Kidou on Kajitora hoping to hit his opponent so he could execute his plan. As Kajitora lands, quickly as he could, shunpos behind Musashi striking him at the back while moving. Musashi falls forward and rolls to break the fall. As he rolls his heart begins to quicken more as he realized that Kajitora is much stronger than him and he might get really hurt during this battle. As he gets up he looks at Kajitora and feels an immense amount of reiatsu pressure coming from him. Musashi gets back into his samurai ready stance and he begins to focus his reiatsu into his sword ready to continue this battle.

He begins to think about his battles in his past as he looks upon the enemy. Kajitora seems to focusing his reiatsu just as much as him, maybe even more. Musashi holds his sword in front of him and begins to picture in his mind the next few moves that he is going to make. He tries to stay relaxed because he knows that as soon as he become too tense that he could quickly change the tide of this battle. He sees some movements that he could try that helped him back in the real world but it might fail due to this being a totally different kind of battle. These too immensely powerful samurais battling to their hearts content until one comes out the victor.

(OOC: i changed the part that you asked me to i have been busy for a while s haven't had a chance to change it till now.)

Re word your sentance after the kidou attack the way you have it now is not allowed. No attacks are allowed to be written as hitting an opponent without their consent.