Lessons on the rise

[Rojuro Kyōraku]

Rojuro delivered a series of defencive sword strikes, precise as he kept Ichimaru at bay, There zanpakuto's slashed against each other when they attacked, suddenly Ichimaru spoke about a girl behind him. He smiled and then quickly spun around however he carried on spinning letting Ichimaru fly past him, Rojuro rose his blade to slice straight up Ichimaru's back aiming to cut his hair in return for his hat being knocked off.

"Ichimaru-San, I may like girls. But I can sense Reiatsu... It's one of my best skills, I would of felt the Reiatsu of her is she was really behind me..." he muttered gently, Sheathing both of his zanpakuto when the teacher looked at them he looked back to see what his attack had done.

[Tsuchiya Ichimaru]

Ichimaru made a face at the feel of something hitting his back. He was beginning to get annoyed with the other boy. The slivered haired mans smile lowered into a annoyed frown. He started at the ground for a couple moments and gripped his sword tighter. Ignoring the pressure that he was putting on the palm of his hand. Seconds later he turned to look over his shoulder at the other boy with his red eyes blazing. He slowing rose from the ground and looked down the grass. He turned to looked at the boy at walked toward him with a evil smile spread across his lips. He aimed his sword at the boys heart ,going in for a slice across his chest. He smiled widen at the boy and watch his own sword fly through the air at the boy.

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Watching the fight she was pretty impressed with the blades dancing agaisnt each other, there attacks seemed to both gain a advantage over the other, however this quickly back fired, Smiling she shunpo'd before Ichimaru and caught the blade in her hand. Looking into the red eyes of Ichimaru "Oh my..." she said gently...

[Tsuchiya Ichimaru]

Ichimaru made a confused face when his blade was caught by the teacher. Wondering why she had stopped his blade. he hoped she was defending the other kid for some reason. Maybe it was time for her to grade them or something like that. The silver haired man hoped that it was a second. As gently slid his blade away from the teachers grip and put in back into his holder on his belt. His smile now hand returned to him and his eyes where closed again once more. " What's wrong hm" he asked the teacher calmly with a smirk.

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"Here at the academy, We do not fight agaisn't people who have sheathed there blades. Now...you may both leave, your defiantly fit for...the top class!" she exclaimed. Smiling she turned and disappeared...

Suddenly the year started to fade away and disappear. The second year came to existance...