Training Grounds

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Sitting at the entrance of the sixth division training ground was none other then Marcus. He had himself a rather nice set up. He was seated on a raggedy brown cloth. Beside him was a crock of tea, and three cups (in case he had visitors). Marcus had come for a reason though, and that reason was to train. With his zanpakuto neatly laid across his lap he took a deep breath. Looking down to the oversize zanpakuto with his amber eyes smiling lightly. Closing his eyes slowly he began to relax forcing his heart so to say into his zanpakuto; a technique known as Jinzen. Slowly he drifted off becoming more transfered to his zanpakuto's inner world with every deep breath.

Inner World of Marcus Nakatori:

Marcus' faded into a quite the scene. He was standing outside of a small palace where a magnificent sunset shined above. Marcus turned around to look at the sunset. It was always in the same spot when he arrived to this world always the beautiful amber color filling the sky above. "Onii-san. I see you've returned. As always I humble warn you before you enter", A seductive female voice rang through his head. This cause Marcus to frown lightly. Remember past experiences with Kijo Hidenka.

"Hai, I remember Hidenka Denka", Marcus said turning slowly to the door. Taking a step towards it he slide the door open slowly. When he fully opened the door his eyes widen as two black gloved hands few towards him. These black gloved hands pulled him into the building fiercely, and the door slide close behind him. Marcus was being hugged tightly by a succubus looking female. She was dressed in scarlet red dress which had a high slit so she could easily expose his smooth dark legs. She held Marcus so that his face was buried in between her breast.

"There you are my Onii-san", She said in a seductive tone. Marcus squeezing his head free from her breast to look up at her face. She had amazingly white teeth (with small fangs), amber colored eyes, long beautiful scarlet red hair, and small horns coming out from the top of her forehead. "Hidenka Denka you know I hate it when you do this...", Marcus said in an annoyed tone. "Awww, but Onii-san it's not everyday you come -here- to visit me", she said pleadingly as she leaned down and kissed him sweetly on the forehead. "Fine...We'll have tea, but I've come to train", Marcus said confidently. She then loosened her grip, and allowed him to space himself from her. "Oh Onii-san! Do you need to work on your endurance? Looking to please a certain someone?", She said giggling childishly.

Marcus turned bright red. "Not that kind of training! Ugh...I meant to become strong...", Marcus said with clear frustration in his voice. Reaching over to him she caressed his hair lightly. "I know Marcus-hanshi...I know", She said softly.

Side Notes:
Onii-san; is not being used as in 'little brother' it is being used as in 'young gentleman'.  

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Back to Reality:

With his hands resting lightly on the sheath of his oversize Zanpakuto Marcus had fallen into a complete meditative state. In this state the concentration level was so high that one could be cut, and the person would not feel it. With his amber eyes hidden underneath his eyelids he state there like a rock. The scent of the tea filling the area around him, creating a somewhat pleasant aroma to be around. Before he had fallen into the state of mind he was currently in he made sure that his raggedy scarlet red scarf was pulled up to cover his mouth, and lower area of his nose. While he was in this state he didn't want to catch a cold. After all he was unsure of the duration this -trip- would take him. Last time he communicated with his zanpakuto his meditative state had lasted a whole 24 hours.

Inner World of Marcus Nakatori:

After what felt like hours of time tea the two began to finish up. "I see Marcus-hanshi. You've set a lot of high expectations this time...We'll have to work harder this time", she said to him afterward sipping at what little tea remained in her cup. Marcus nodded a few times to her words. He was extremely relieved that she wasn't fighting with him about training. He figured she would complain about having to train. He was wrong though apparently his story had moved her with his new found inspiration in the sixth division. "You always fight the hardest when your in the throne room", Marcus said seeing her face light up. "You want to start out that rough? I'm kind of impressed Marcus", she said slowly raising to her feet. Marcus rose quickly with her, and like always he stared at her naked feet. Quickly realizing he was doing this he brought his eyes up to her face.

She was look at him with an annoyed expression. Turning sharply she began to walk away from him. Marcus chuckled hesitantly, and proceeded to follow her. As they walked it became darker and darker until they were walking on nothing. Walking through a black abyss of nothing, but darkness until there was a faint light. When the two arrived at the light they found themselves in a throne room. There was only but one throne, and perched on top of it was he crown. A small crown which always was engulfed in eternal flames. They proceed to walk till they both arrived right next to the throne. Marcus stopped as she turned around to face him. His amber eyes shifting over to the throne, and the flaming crown which was perched above it. Marcus' ears rang alertly though as he heard something materialize.

"Kijo Hidenka!", Marcus said quickly. Right as he said it his Odachi appeared in his hand. In a flash he drew it from it's sheath and raised the sword defensibly above his head. As soon as he had raised his blade she had same the shikai version of the sword down trying to strike him in the head. Her strength was unbelievable as he pressed more and more on the sword causing Marcus to strain as he defended. "I won't hold back this time Marcus...", she said in a dark seductive tone. "I wouldn't have it any other way", Marcus chimed back as he placed his feet in to a stance while he still tried to fend off her attack. Finally getting his feet in to the proper stance, he arched his knees, and finally pushed upward. This threw her back - throwing her slightly off balance. Marcus taking the opportunity to charge at her, holding his zanpakuto with two hands.  

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Inner World of Marcus Nakatori:

When he was close enough to her he swang his zanpakuto upwards towards her. She easily blocked the attack, but the force from the attack was a little too much for her. She was flung up into the air, but not enough to get her to the ceiling. "My my Marcus. That was quite the hit", she said falling back towards the ground. Marcus only smiled as he rushed at her once more. Once he got close to her he unleashed another powerful upper swing at her. The attack this time didn't connect, and in fact she had disappeared. Marcus felt sick for a second because he was panicking. His ears rang once more - hearing a faint sound from his right side. Turning quickly he held his blade out just in the nick of time to block a brutal blow from her. His amber eyes were wide that he had performed such a task, but it was quickly dismissed when he felt a sharp pain in his stomach.

Before he could even look down he was flung across the room like a rag doll. He came to a harsh halt when he hit a wall though, he almost broke through the wall. Sliding down the wall to his feet he painted lightly. Not that he was down for the count yet, but a hit that hard to the stomach was enough to make anyone paint. Looking around he didn't see her again this made him panic once more. Stepping out away from the wall he kept himself on guard. With no warning what's so ever he swung his zanpakuto towards his right side only to hear the sound of melt clashing together. "I think I'm starting to catch on to your movements. My eyes can't follow your movements yet, but I can hear you when you get with in striking range", Marcus said as she disappeared again. This time without moving he began to block attack after attack that she launched at him.

Marcus ended up after the series of attacks in an head on head attack. His blade and her's clashed - sparks erupting from the clashing blades. "Uwaoui Goshujin Mimi", was the last thing Marcus heard. His eyes were wide once more. The only way he had been able to block before was be being hearing her movements, and now she had nullified his sense of hearing. With a faint grin on her face she disappeared once more. Marcus looked around holding his zanpakuto defensively. Blood sprayed from his left arm, and a wound form in the shape of a small cut. Marcus looked to the cut and then around the room - performing a full circle spin. He had to concentrate now...rather he -had- to or else he would find himself being defeated one slice at a time.