Master and Helper, A Class Lesson[Zach]

[Toshio Katsuo]

Toshio watched, as Zach seemed to easily block his heel kick, and moved to perform his own move. The strong punch collided with Toshio’s upper chest and immediately sent Toshio to the mats in pain. Ahhh…. that punch…. where did he manage to muster up all of that strength… He certainly has a lot of strength still even though he is still in recovery..

Toshio, still grabbing his chest stood back up and got into an offensive position. He must know I’m not heading for his stomach anymore…I have to figure out a way to take him out and avoid his defensive posture…I got it. Toshio smiled as he switched to a orthodox stance and then charged at Zach once more. He then feinted with his left hand and then performed a quick and powerful right leg kick aiming for Zach’s unprotected legs this one, heading for his left leg. He followed this up with another leg kick this one from his left leg aimed at Zach’s right leg. His plan was simple, he was going to wear the legs out of the young man to where he wouldn’t be able to stand and continue the spar.

[Zach]

Landing his punch to the other man’s upper stomach, Zach grinned when it had the desired effect, knocking Toshio’s air out and dropping him to the floor like a sack of potatoes. Taking a few steps back, stood at the ready, waiting for Toshio to recover from the punch. He was lucky really that the man had chosen such an easy to counter kick and doubly so that he’d left his torso wide open while doing it.

In time the black haired man rose to his feet but still appeared to be suffering the effects of the blow to that most sensitive of nerve clusters. After a few more moments Toshio switched stances and came at the blonde again. Zach tightened up his guard in preparation for the punch that never arrived, regardless he threw a quick counter of his own and took the first of Toshio’s kicks to his legs. Grimacing, the teen backed off, avoiding the second kick. He never liked strait up kickboxing because of all of the limb strikes, real men bounded each others bodies until one gave in, not tried to crack the other guy’s shins.

Maintaining his distance, Zach circled around to Toshio’s left, staying about four to five feet away and out of immediate kicking range while he devised a strategy to deal with the other’s attempt on his legs. It was plainly obvious now that he was right, Toshio was avoiding his week spot and trying to create another, first with the high kick intended for his head and now with the low ones for his legs. Continuing to circle, Zach opted to wait and see if the man would try again, and if he did, Zach would be ready.

[Toshio Katsuo]

Toshio watched as his feint worked and the first of his leg kicks connected. Zach however, managed to dodge the second one. Toshio smiled, since the first one had connected. The spar right now would be a guessing mind game for Zach. Toshio watched as Zach stayed a good 4 or 5 feet away from Toshio, trying to avoid more kicks. Toshio smiled as he started to charge towards Zach once more, he lifted up his left leg to attempt another leg kick.

However it never came, that leg attempt was another feint for Toshio as his Right leg came powering around up high, aiming for Zach’s head. Toshio would rely on more feints and keep Zach guessing at where his kicks would come from. Toshio knew the odds were in his favor, unless Zach was extremely lucky and managed to guess what kick was coming next and where at. It seemed, at least to Toshio, that he had the upper hand once more in the spar.

[Zach]

With his guard up high protecting his head and not having to worry about his middle, Zach concentrated on keeping his legs safe from further kicks, and as predicted, another one came, or at least that’s what the boy though. Seeing Toshio move to toss out another low kick, Zach stopped his circling and turned to face at a ninety degree angle to the man, shifting his weight to the back leg so he could left the one under attack out of the way. The tactic was simple, he’s left his leg, avoid the attack and put the man off balance, then charge forwards and shove Toshio onto his back.

Instead the man’s leg continued higher and came across his line of sight, crashing into his defending arms along the way. Having shifted his weight to the back leg, Zach himself was somewhat off balance and while the kick did only superficial damage, reddening the skin of his arms, the force imparted by it pushed him further off balance to the point where he tumbled to the side. Zach caught himself as best he could, twisting in the fall to land on his hands and then quickly push off into a run as he stood back up.

Turning quickly around to face Toshio after putting about ten feet between them, Zach raised his arms again and watched the other. He was wily, that was for sure but he was also limiting himself. Further both he and the master were showing signs of fatigue which meant this match couldn’t go on forever. Zach had a few options open to him, charge in and start a slugging match, his preferred method of combat, wait and see what other tricks the man might pull, or try and pull some of his own. He’d already flirted with the man twice and both times the comments were interpreted literally so the boy figured that option of trickery was out. Slugging match it was, but it would need a good opener to get the upper hand.

Deciding on a rash course of action that would probably cause just as much trouble for him as it would for Toshio, Zach charged at the man and once he was within a few feet, leapt into the air and tucked his right leg up with his knee sticking strait out. The intent was to crash right into his opponent with his knee leading the charge and with any hope topple his strait to the floor. Zach’s arms were at the ready should Toshio be able to fend off his knee with his own arms. Zach’s were poised and ready to strike a furious one two combination to the head and if that option had to be exorcised, he intended to follow it with a barrage of punches as fast as he could throw them, ranging from Toshio’s head to his chest and down to his stomach.

[Toshio Katsuo]

Toshio watched as the young man braced himself for the quick leg kick, and Toshio smiled as he had fell for the fake and his high kick caught Zach in his high guard, forcing him off balance, before tripping and falling to the mats. Toshio was about to go in for more kicks, when the crazed teen came charging at him with a flying knee. Toshio was surprised that the young man was being the attacker, and so abrasive at that. Toshio was getting a little tired from their long spar, and coupled with the quick and forceful knee. Toshio was caught in his chest by the knee forcing him to the mats with Zach on top of him.

With Zach now on top of him, Toshio was in a tight position. He could force to roll Zach off of him, but that would leave him open to huge punches and quick strikes. Just then an idea popped into his head, he would have to rely on his flexibility and his legs once more. It was a little risky, but if pulled out it would put Zach in a position that would be quite hard to get out of. Waiting for the right time, he pulled his move.

Toshio’s legs lifted up off the ground and back toward Zach’s neck, attempting to wrap his ankles around that of Zach’s neck. If successful, he would then yank Zach backwards and use his legs in a holding position that would pin Zach’s head and body down, leaving his legs wild open for Toshio to grab a hold of them and twist and turn, hopefully causing him enough pain to end the spar. All this, however was yet to be seen as the attack on Zach’s neck with his ankles started.

[OOC: I hope you can see what I’m trying to do. It’s more of a MMA type move than anything.][/b]

[Zach]

Launching into his knee and to his delight, taking Toshio by surprise, Zach landed the blow and took the master to the floor. The teen had no intention of staying there, preferring to fight on his feet and not crawling around on the ground like some lowly grappler. His opponent seemed to have other ideas as just as Zach was moving to stand up, the boy could feel Toshi’s body tense under him as he raised his legs.

“Gah!” the teen yelped as he was grabbed around the neck and yanked backwards, landing flat on his face. Zach could feel Toshio scrambling around him while trying to maintain the leg lock on his neck and knew the man must have a different opinion of ground fighting then he did. Regardless, Zach would not let himself stay in such an undignified position, no one with an ounce of self respect would fight in such a manner, least of all this teen. It was time Zach guessed, to demonstrate that although his abs were still a mess, then the rest of him worked just fine. True he was a little tired, but his pride wouldn’t allow a silly thing like muscle fatigue get in the way of escaping such a ridiculous position.

Zach felt Toshio grab onto one of his legs and could well guess what the other was intending to attempt, some sort of cheap joint abuse intended to get him to submit. ‘As if.’ Zach thought to himself and grinned. Since Toshio had decided to get so close and lock himself up with the boy, Zach took full advantage. Using his free leg, Zach pulled up and then thrust back with the intention of delivering his boot to the man’s face. Simultaneously the teen used his impressive physical strength to grab a hold of the man’s legs and then apply that power in the task of removing them from his neck.

“That will be quite enough of that.” he grumbled, obviously not impressed by Toshio’s choice of attacks. To use such moved lacked dignity and Zach wouldn’t allow his to be smeared by having it said that he entertained such an attack seriously.

[Toshio Katsuo]

As Toshio tried to submit Zach into ending the spar, he was suddenly surprised by an up kick to his face. It came unblocked and unsuspected resulting in immense pain, As Toshio gathered himself from the pain Toshio could half see that Zach had made it out of his hold and back to his feet, leaving himself on the ground alone. Toshio, now had fully gained his awareness from the face kick, although pain still pulsating throughout his face. He then jumped from his back to straight onto his feet. His nose began to trickle with blood, he wiped it away and smiled at Toshio before speaking.

"Your quite strong for your age. I can see why we let you hang around."

He chuckled at his little joke before speaking once more.

Do you wish to continue our spar? We've seemed to have exerted ourselves to the highest degree without fully collapsing in exhaustion. Of course, I still have something left in this ol' tank of mine if your willing to continue. I think the student's will be happy with either decision."

Toshio smiled and awaited the decision from the young boy, they both were pretty exhausted, one could tell that by just looking at them. Of course, Toshio truly didn't mind in extending the spar. He was doing all this for the student's mainly, and he was sure they would love to see more acrobatic maneuvers and strikes.

[Zach]

Managing to free himself from getting hopelessly entangled in the other man’s limbs, Zach rolled away and jumped up to his feet while the other tended to his bleeding nose. Now they’d both been bloodied. He watched Toshio get up and chuckled as well at the man’s compliment.

“Thank you. You are more skilled then I am though, if it weren’t for my strength that could have been a pretty hairy lock up.” Zach replied and then looked to their audience. He’d almost forgotten they were being watched, registering the group of kids only as an obstacle to not crash into or otherwise disturb. Now that his mind was off of the match he realized once more that he was being studied.

“Well, it depends on what they want.” Zach started and then looked back to Toshio. “You though have to stop limiting your self to strikes you know I’ll block. We both know I’ve still got a weakness, don’t treat me like a baby though. If I’ve had enough I’ll say I’ve had enough. I’m not going to push myself today because we both know I’m still recovering. Ok?” Zach continued, pointing out to Toshio that he knew the other was holding back attacks to his vulnerable area. He also wanted to assure the man that he wasn’t a suicidal nut and would give in if things got too painful. The fight wasn’t for dominance or pride or any of that, it was a simple demonstration to the kids to show them what they could one day be capable of and that freed him of any possible loss of honor by giving up when he felt he’d had enough.

[Toshio Katsuo]

Toshio listened as the blond wonder spoke about continuing the fight. He also mentioned that he knew Toshio was avoiding his weakness. Toshio smiled. He knew that the kid would catch on eventually. However, he would stand by his decision not to attack his weakness. And he would stand by this when he spoke.

”I will stand by my decision to not attack your weak spot for several reasons. We both know that you are quite stubborn and will spar or fight until no energy is left in your body. Your stubbornness can get in the way of your health sometimes, and I for one value health, especially when this is suppose to be a friendly spar. Furthermore, I believe sparring is for friends. Even if you are sparring with a rival theirs that little something that connects the two of you. I believe that sparring is not against enemies. Sparing is something that should be valued not only for the ties that the two fighters posses, but also for the training that it provides. I for one, consider everyone a friend until provoked otherwise. This universe has too many people that seek to destroy or forgo loneliness. Theirs not many, that seek to maintain a peace about things and people.

I do not attack your weak spot because I believe that provoking an injury that’s not completely healed in a spar that’s suppose to be a friendly learning experience would go against everything I believe in. I choose to not attack you weakness, not because I think you’re a baby, but because I believe you to be very head strong, so much that you forgo your own weakness just to get a better position upon the opposition. I don’t doubt your overall strength nor do I doubt your preferred fighting technique. I do however doubt your stubbornness sometimes. It’s a double-edged sword for you. I do not spar to cause the other great bodily harm. I try to teach my student’s that having and making friends is far greater than being the superior sparer. For with friends and struggle, one would achieve Victory in a sense that is much more than being declared the victor of a simple spar. Spars do not last as long as friendship, at least not any spar I have ever been in. I would rather have you as a healthy friend than as a beaten down opponent.”

When Toshio finished with his massive speech, he waited Zach’s reaction. He was not going to attack Zach’s weak spot until he knew that Zach was 100% fully healthy. For this was Toshio’s beliefs, and as a man of Honor. Toshio refused to go against what he believed in. That would never change for the half-saiyan of 35.

[Zach]

Zach was a little perturbed that Toshio decided to start lecturing him about his principals and then worse, practically saw in front of the entire class that the blonde had no self control. Zach wasn’t an idiot and knew when he had had enough but this man evidently and quite insultingly so, thought and said otherwise. Even after Zach’s assurance that he wouldn’t push himself too hard, Toshio insisted on berating him.

“Well sir, if I’m not going to get a proper match out of you, then I guess where at an end here. I’m sorry you think so little of my ability to judge for myself when I’ve had enough.” Zach grumbled. “Next time I’m here, I won’t go as easy on you, don’t you dare go easy on me.” the teen added and turned away, heading for the exit. Toshio’s lecture had put him in a supremely bad mood and all he wanted to do at the moment was put a fist through the man’s smug face. That would do though and in a show of excellent self control, Zach resisted the urge to punch Toshio and kept on walking until he passed through the doors to the corridor beyond. Oh the man was free to follow him of course, but he might end up getting that fist for his trouble.

Zach’s destination was to the school store. He figured he’d had enough patronization for one day and would leave to cool down for a while, but he wasn’t going to leave without treating himself to something. Most normal kids when they thought about treating themselves thought about candy or ice crème and such. Zach on the other hand was anything but normal, his idea of a treat was that new set of weighted clothing he’d been looking at. Hopefully he’d have enough to purchase it with the money he currently had, otherwise he’d have to wait around for his day’s earnings and potentially endure another lecture.

[Toshio Katsuo]

Zach’s rather harsh backlash to his speech caught Toshio completely off guard. He had not expected the blond teen to act that way at all. If Toshio had offended him in any way, he had not meant it. He watched as the frustrated teen finished up his harsh comeback and walked out of the room leaving Toshio standing there confused and shocked. He was thinking hard on what he was going to say to Zach, he knew he had to say something. He had been thinking so hard, that he forget he still had a room full of young student’s looking at him.

When he turned around to look at the kids, they were all staring at him kind of awkwardly. This in turn made him feel awkward, however he managed to turn it around somehow.

”Well then I hope you enjoyed our spar and more importantly I hoped you learned something from watching the two of us. Now think about what you saw today and come up with questions. I will be back shortly. Feel free to discuss amongst yourselves what you have learned as well. Now if you’ll excuse me.”

Toshio then proceeded to head out of the door and catch up with Zach. He caught him in the hall that lead to their little store and he lightly placed his hands on Zach’s shoulder in an attempt to slow him down and announce his presence. Toshio then began to speak, hoping this time he doesn’t offend the young man once again.

”Hold on their Zach, back there I did not mean to offend you in any way. I was speaking a little abrasive and I apologize for that. I should not have told you that you weren’t ready in terms of injury to fully spar. If you have already noticed or not, I care about everyone that has anything ever to do with this school. I am too caring of a person that is my weakness. A weakness, which I probably won’t ever get over. It’s just who I am as a person and as a warrior. Sometimes that caring tends to go overboard as it did with you, and for that I apologize again. If you want a proper spar, one without any restrictions then feel free to visit me any time. I will do my best to try and hold back my caring nature and provide the spar that you seek. I only hope that I have not frustrated you so much that you won’t heed this.”

When Toshio finished, he hoped that he had gotten through to Zach. Dealing with anger wasn’t always a good thing, especially when it involves a teenager.

[Zach]

Continuing down the corridor in a fine huff, Zach was about quarter of the way to the store, making the turn in the corridor that passed the main gym when the boy felt a hand grasp his shoulder. The typical teen reaction to such contact when one was in a foul mood was to roll one’s shoulder and side step to get away from the offending party and Zach was no exception. Turning around he saw just who he expected to see and crossed his arms over his chest.

The man didn’t let up for a second, one lecture led right into another. This one at least sounded apologetic and kept Zach from treating Toshio to that fist he’d just promised himself he’d use. Instead the boy stood there, arms crossed and sour expression plastered on his face as Toshio went on about how he cared too much for the students and faculty alike. Although Zach wasn’t enrolled nor was he officially hired as faculty, the young man performed the functions of teacher and assistant from time to time, as he’d just been doing with Toshio. The man probably also considered him a student as well but Zach obviously did not.

“Look, I get that you don’t want to hurt me. But I told you I’d back down when I thought I had enough. There was nothing to prove in that fight so you know I would have, but you didn’t believe me. You doubted my word and my ability in public, right in front of a group of students. How would you feel if it was the other way around?” Zach retorted, pushing the man’s apology aside for the moment.

“Rotten right?” the teen went on. “Look, just give me some time, I’m going to go cool off before I end up putting my fist through a wall. Ok?” Zach concluded, showing he was trying to keep his fiery temper under control.

[Toshio Katsuo]

Toshio watched Zach turn around abruptly and then listened as the young teen explained why he was so furious. As Toshio listened to the young man explain his reasoning, Toshio noticed that he said he doubted his ability. Toshio had never once doubted Zach’s ability to fight. It was his ability to fight that made Toshio worry about his physical health. Toshio continued to listen as the young human finished up his anti-apologetic comments allowing Toshio the chance to speak once more.

”First off, I would like to say that I never doubted your ability’s. It was because of your abilities that I became worried about your health. It’s true; I should not have gone against your word that you would stop especially in front of a crowd of eager young students. But that doesn’t change how they look up to you. You may not be an official student here anymore, but there are still students here that remember when you were and they look up to you no matter what I say. Your welcome to take all the time you need to cool off, just make sure you don’t put a wall or hole through anything in the store if you plan on going their. Some of that stuff if pretty pricey.”

He smiled at his tad joke at the end, hoping that it would help lighten Zach’s mood a little. He only hoped that in time Zach would cool off, he would hate to lose a great assist to the school like Zach. Hopefully, this wouldn’t be the last encounter for both of them.

OOC: Okay Zach you’re welcome to post again and end the thread, if not this thread is done and I want PL.

[Zach]

“Heh, I didn’t throw you through the ceiling when you tried to break my ankle before, I’m not going to start wrecking the place now.” Zach responded to the joke a little more light heartedly then he expected. “I just need to be by myself.” the teen added and started back down the corridor towards the main lobby of the school. He got about twenty more feet before turning around and yelling back.

“Oh, can you tell the kids to ignore that last part? Just tell them I’m not feeling well or something.” Zach added and then resumed his trek down the hallway. Hopefully he’d be able to save face with the students at the very least as the last thing he needed was the school dreading lessons with him for fear he might explode on them.

Rounding the corner into the main lobby, Zach passed one of the enclosed gardens that added a beautiful esthetic to the lobby, it’s matching twin surrounded on three sides by transparent wall on the opposite side of the expanse. The school store was positioned roughly at the midpoint of the lobby opposite the administrative offices and usually staffed by the older students and one or two of the faculty. The establishment boasted everything from snacks to books to flowers, but Zach had his eyes on one thing, well several actually. He’d been in the store from time to time and had located the heaviest possible articles of weighted clothing that were carried. Finally the right combination in the right colors had arrived and the boy wasted no time. The blonde practically bounded to the clerk’s desk and pointed up at the overhead display case.

“Afternoon, I’ll take the black eight hundreds there…” he started pointing to a set of black pants. “…the red two hundreds, the black wrist bands and the orange six hundred gi.”

“Jeez buddy, you know what you’re getting into?” the clerk asked with a bewildered expression to which Zach replied with a knowing smirk. “The real question is, does the seamstress know what I’m about to dump on her?”

After a few minutes to take the items down without killing himself, the clerk handed everything over to Zach, including that hideous orange gi and the boy was off. It didn’t matter how ugly the gi was, he wasn’t going to keep it, all he wanted it for was the weighting material and after about half an hour of sweet talking the school seamstress, his wrist bands were well on the way to being impregnated with the darmstadtium that had been in the orange nightmare.

It was early evening by the time Zach’s wrist bands were ready, in the mean time he’d paid a visit to his room and changed into his new clothes, leaving the old ones there in case he needed them again, then returned to the seamstress. She was grumbling and cursing about having to use a fork lift to move the three hundred pound bands around, which of course while they were heavy, was an exaggeration. Never the less they were done and Zach slipped them on. In total he was carrying sixteen hundred pounds of extra weight, the equivalent of a small automobile, and it felt it too. Just on his walk down from his room Zach had nearly tripped down the stairs from misjudging how much power he needed to put into raising his legs. Finally though he had his new clothing, his bank hadn’t been completely broken and even the problems with Toshio seemed to be melting away. Now it was time to go out to one of the court yards and have some fun.



{Topic concluded. Applying for power level increase. Weighted clothing does not apply for this topic.}

[Geurin]

Toshio: 4000
Zach: 4650

Such a quaint little sparring match, I liked it