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Who: Greed

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What: Greed decides to have a "casual" sparring match against Gaara, just to see what the shinobi can do.
When: June 08, Evening
Where: The northernmost area of the forest.
Rating: PG13ish, with possible blood.

Greed was arrived at the appointed place shortly after sending out his message. Maybe some people would come to watch, maybe they wouldn't. Either way, it was time to spar with more than just that Naruto boy. Gaara didn't seem too imposing, but he also seemed a lot more focused than Naruto was. Could it really be that different?

He stopped to pop his joints for a moment, then shoved his hands into his pockets. No need to use the shield QUITE yet, after all.

"Oi, Gaara," he called across to his opponent, "You ready? I'll give you the first shot."

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Gaara watched him tear the tree from the woods, debating letting it hit his shield and realizing that, with the man's rather abnormal strength, it may not have been the best of ideas. Pushing himself off of the ground, he jumped quickly into the above trees, standing on the branch and looking down at him.

He was still finding this to be extremely simple, but the change of scenery was at least nice.

Greed watched Gaara carefully, switching gears the moment he saw him go airborne. He hurled the trunk at him, then dashed to the base of the tree whose branches he was sitting on.

"That's right, keep it lively, kid!" he laughed, smashing through the base of that tree as well. As it fell, he jumped up after his target, hoping to drive him deeper into the forest.

"I wanna' see that face of yours show some actual strain!"

He would be lucky if it did. Gaara let the tree hit his shield. When he felt the tree beneath him shake from being smashed, he jumped to one near by to steady himself, continuing to stare down at Greed with some interest.

His goals were strange to him. Keeping him in the trees seemed rather pointless to him, but he knew that strategically he must have had a better plan then this.

Though, who knew - he'd fought more idiotic opponents.

Greed continued like this for some time. He kept on the pressure, destroying every foot hold Gaara took dodging around the trees to avoid any attacks that came his way.

"Almost there," he muttered to himself. He stopped to listen to the forest around him. He was almost there. A large stream was nearby.

"How you feelin', kid?" Greed asked, jumping up to a tree branch opposite Gaara.

"... Irritated," he said calmly, staring at him with just that emotion on his face. He glanced over his shoulder towards the sound of the stream, his eyes moving back to Greed seconds later.

He sighed some, staring at him with a look of some boredom. "What if I simply admit defeat?"

Greed crossed his arms, mulling over the option.

"...Hm. I take it ya' figured out where this was goin'?"

He nodded, his arms folding as well. He wasn't in the mood to either waste his chakra or run the risk of being pulled under water. He wasn't overly fond of water.

"Short of tapping in to Shuukaku, I may not be able physically defeat you."

"Hm...Good point. We have a bad enough time with Naruto's little monster. Don't wanna' take the chance of somethin' like that getting loose around here. I guess we can end it there, then."

Unshielding his body, he jumped unceremoniously to the forest floor.

"You hungry?"

He followed him to the ground, keeping his arms crossed over his torso as he stared at him.

"Perhaps a little."

"Alright then!" he laughed, sharp teeth clacking together as he grinned, "How about we get a good meal, then?"

He nodded in agreement. Having mostly just had cereal over the past few days from a lack of desire to cook, his stomach rightly growled some at the thought of a meal.

Greed laughed loudly at the noise, then walked over to Gaara, putting out his hand.

"Put 'er there, Gaara. You're alright, kid."

Gaara stared at the hand for a moment, before extending his own rather awkwardly. He wasn't exactly used to touching people.

Greed gripped his hand fiercely, giving a strong shake.

"That's the way, kid! Let's go eat somethin' good."

"... You do not need to call me 'kid.'" It felt almost degrading, given that he was the current Kazekage of his village. Without another word, he started to head towards the castle.

Greed followed closely in tow, leaving the forest behind them.

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