A Rogue Encounter (Bishamon, Junko, DarkMaster)

"He'll never hit her with such slow attacks." He easily made out the younger shinigami's rudimentary techniques. Tatsuya was proud that Junko was not being as ruthless as she wanted to be. During his attack he knew what she could have done. "Sai? It might have worked if she wasn't on the alert." His eyes narrowed on Junko as she rolled out of the way, wondering if the young shinigami knew what was coming. Those shinigami truly had no solid battle strategy. More than likely those two had rarely worked together when fighting. One attacks without hesitation and one that forgets to consider the location of the other. Their outcome looked less flattering by the minute. Tatsuya wondered how long Junko would continue to toy with them. "She is still playing with you, better leave before she gets annoyed." He thought as he watched the smile cross Junko's face.

Shioshi was taken by surprise when the Rogue suddenly went out to the side, and then was even more startled when Bishamon's Bakudo struck him. His eyes widened as his arms flew behind him and then seemed to lock themselves in place. Concentrating, he focused a large amount of Reiatsu into shattering the Bakudo. He succeeded, but the effect of using so much Reiatsu at once was instantaneous. He was already breathing heavily. He eyed Bishamon with a hint of annoyance, but knew that technically, it wasn't his fault. Muttering, he searched inside of himself and shut his eyes, allowing calm to sweep away his other emotions threatening to overwhelm and then disrupt his combat skill. His eyes opened with a look of intense focus in them.

"Bishamon, I think it's best to stay up close against her. If I can keep her pressured, I think I may be able to match her in skill with the blade, but everywhere else, I'm sure she'll have me beaten," he said, speaking quietly so that only his friend could hear him. He then turned towards the Rogue and began to spin his Zanpakutou, getting into the rythym of combat and then tuning himself to match it. He came forward at the Rogue, now completely focused on effective combat instead of going into simple, testing strikes. His blade came in from the left in a sweeping slash, which Shioshi purposely allowed to miss. Then, Shioshi came forward a step, closing the distance while suddenly reversing the momentum of his Zanpakutou, bringing it back in from the left now with another slash.

Bishamon kept his eyes on the rouge shinigami; the display of skill she used to evade Shioshi attack, and his bakudo, was proof enough how strong she was. He wasn't paying full attention to what Shioshi was saying, but pretty much gathered what he said "so we haven't really got a plan then?" He looked over to Shioshi, he was about to tell him a plan that might actually have a chance of working, but it was going to be tricky to say the least.

He opened his mouth, but his words where stopped as he watched Shioshi dash towards the rouge, damn it, we are never going to win by just rushing in, but he didn't have another option at the time, if both of them attacked at the same time it wasn't impossible for them to end this. With a sly smirk Bishamon also dashed towards the rouge and as Shioshi was about to slash the female shinigami, Bishamon leapt into the air his whole body was above Shioshi's head; so he wouldn't get in his way, he held his blades high, and as he got closer to the shinigami he brought both of his swords down, perfectly parallel aiming for each of the enemies shoulder with each blade.

Junko held her smirk on her face as she engaged that young shinigami, she jumped backward, preparing to reverse her momentum and smash her own Zanpaktou into his own. She did so, Her strength was matched with his, and her heavier sword carried momentum into his Katana.

However the shadow that appeared in her vision signaled the end of her smirk, her face set defiantly in determination.

The daggers collided with her shoulders, but the armor absorbed the blow. What it failed to absorb was that tall bastard's weight. Junko fell backward from the man's weight. Her sword was still in her left hand, and she reassured herself with it. And closed her eyes for a moment.

And fell...

She hit the ground, trying to keep her head from hitting the ground. She said, opening her eyes, "Hado 1 Sho!" With her hand facing where a Man would be laying if he fell on her. The kido should have blown him off her...

"Decided to stay close, I see." Tatsuya wondered if it would work as the younger shinigami kept Junko occupied while the other leapt into the air above him. As the attack from the older shinigami connected and Junko started to fall back, Tatsuya knew the time for observing was over. He knew at this point Junko was done playing and would more than likely kill them and he could not allow for that. Knowing the two shinigami would be too focused on their current objective, Tatsuya released the kidou he had cast on himself earlier. Luckily Junko had kept their attention in the opposite direction of where he had positioned himself. He then immediately flash stepped to behind the younger shinigami and threw a powerful right punch at the back of the younger shinigami's head, intending to knock him out with his head sized fist.

Shioshi grinned as they finally managed to push the Rogue back, but then his grin turned to a look of apprehension as he saw a flare of anger in her features. He never saw the fist coming. With a sudden cry of pain, he flew to the side, crashing into one of the many Gas Machines. Gas spewed into the air, and he struggled to stay conscious. His eyes fell upon the man who had struck him, and he could only stay conscious long enough to see the massive mountain of a man. He then threw Bishamon an apologetic look before entering a painful slumber. He had been completely defeated. He hadn't realized his foolishness until it was too late. His last thoughts before he blacked out were of himself taking a few lessons from Bishamon on patience.

Bishamon eyes lit up as the rouge fell, he prepared for a finishing blow, maybe we can do this! His hopes where short lived as the rouge used a kidou, Hado 1 thrust, Bishamon flew back, his frustration on his face was obvious; that was a good chance to end this, but it couldn't be helped, at least Shioshi still had a chance to end this. His eyes quickly widened in shock, there was a huge man standing behind Shioshi, "Shioshi, look out!" His warning was too late, as the man’s huge fist crashed into the back of Shioshi's head, Bishamon watched him fly off, crashing into a few gas machines.

Bishamon landed, and jumped back to further the distance, was this the other spiritual pressure from before?, he stared at his two opponents, he knew both of them where stronger than him, so there was only one thing to do, he lowered his guard, and then took a breath, "by any chance would you let me get my friend, and then leave?" This was a very hopeful question, but the fact that the big guy used his fist rather than his sword, did give him a glimmer of hope.

Junko got up slowly. Tatsuya seemed to want into the fun.

"Hey! These two were mine!" she exclaimed half heartedly, not really caring that he had intervened.

However, she managed to remain composed... and she surveyed the area. Gasoline was leaking on the ground. If she had lost her temper and started setting fire to things, she would have certainly killed them all, and likely herself as well.

But that still was in realm of possiblity. Junko decided to answer the young Shinigami, "I'm afraid we can't let you live. No matter what my compatriot thinks, you simply know too much now, which is as i admit, my fault." She resumed a relaxed fighting position, her face grim, she would take no pleasure in this...

"That's enough. He want's to leave so let him, besides he doesn't know who we are. Not too mention this whole thing started because of you." Tatsuya flash stepped between the shinigami and Junko, giving them both one side of him, with his sword resting in the shinigami's direction. "It's time to go, there is no point staying here much longer." Tatsuya looked at Junko, wanting her to sheath her sword. "Why don't you go steal a jacket or something. You look cold." He stated in hopes to distract Junko from her current objective. "Now leave." He looked at the shinigami.

Bishamon let out a sigh of relief as the big guy separated the two, it was quite clear that the female shinigami, had every intention of killing him and Shioshi, so Bishamon didn't want to stick around to find out weather or not she would listen to her comrade, so Bishamon quickly sheathed his blades and made his way over to Shioshi unconscious body and picked up Shioshi's blade and placed it in his sheath, and then put himself under his arm, and stood him up "it's going to be alright, buddy" he then used shunpo to get away as fast as possible, he lost a great deal of speed, as he was carrying Shioshi, but hopefully the rogue shinigami's wouldn't follow them, damn, i need to get him checked, fast, hopefully he's just knocked out, nothing more.

Tatsuya turned completely to Junko after the shinigami began to flee the area. "We don't know for sure a fight would have occurred. Those two were more than likely a standard hollow patrol. Besides I will not have needless bloodshed on my hands." His eyes narrowed on Junko's unchanging posture. "I highly doubt a single punch constitutes an active Hakuda user. Don't forget that we're dead in the eyes of Soul Society, it'll take some time before they can confirm any information. If we try to bring less attention to ourselves we should be fine." Tatsuya didn't want Junko to chase after those two, it would only bring about more trouble. "Even if they do find out we are alive, I still have friends there, who will help out when and as best as they can. Including Captain Akarui." Tatsuya could feel the shinigami's presence getting farther by the second. "I don't now about you, but I want to find out how I was setup and by who. So that way I can kill them and regain my honor so that I can return to the Gotei."

Junko's eyes flared in anger... and dimmed to a calm resoultion, "Your "friends" will be your undoing. Capitatain Akariu has nothing but irrefutable evidence that you killed that elder." Junko realized, after knowing so much about Tatsuya's story... she had withheld her own...

"I know who I was set up by... And if i killed all of the people involved in my, I would not be able to return to the Gotei." Junko said solemnly.

Junko turned around, finally sheathing her blade. "I think it is time we diverge paths" Junko started to walk away then turned her head and said in such away that her intention was clear. "Do not follow me."

((OOC: Bad i know... but all i have for the moment... Bring teh thread to a close at least...))