A rare occurance (RippedNose ONLY)

(Hehehe)

"I'm more of a man then you'll ever be," Sora quipped. "You're just a blonde retard who thinks they're a man." Sora was at least, mature. Most of the time. He could be immature sometimes. Often around Ryota because in order for that stupid idiot to understand, one had to stoop pretty close to his level so he knew what was going on. "I wouldn't be surprised in the least if you were really a chick. A tranny or something."

Ryota rolled his eyes. "Yeah, and cows can fly" he responded sarcastically. He was obviously more of a man. He narrowed his eyes and clenched his fists at the 'chick' comment. One of the things he hated most. "I'M NOT A FUCKING CICK GODDAMNIT!!" he yelled, crossing his arms and taking a deep break. "Plus, I'm sure everyone would know if I was a girl, seeing as I wear a frikkin' mesh shirt all the time" he added, scowling still.

"It's always possible you're a hermy/tranny, you know," Sora persisted, even though it really wasn't. He knew Ryota was a guy. Just the anatomy told the story, not like he really did care though. It was just fun poking at Ryota's pride about being a guy, even though he sometimes did kind of look like a girl. What with the long hair, from behind, who could blame someone for taking him as a girl?

Ryota growled angrily, restraining himself from attacking Sora. "I'm deffinitly not a tranny, and I'm sure as fucking hell not a hermy, OR a fucking chick!!" he spat, glaring at the redhead. That bastard was really starting to piss him off. It was only because his hair was long. There's countless guys out there with longer hair than his, even if they didn't keep it in ponytails.

Sora laughed because this was the biggest nerve he had hit on Ryota so far. It was pretty funny, since everything else he'd just laugh at, not get, or just be stupid and blow it off. This was definitely funny. "Yeah, right. Are you sure you're not just covering that up?" he teased, laughing st the idiot. He didn't care if he started another fight, even if the two were injured enough already.

Ryota growled again and undid the front of his cloak, opening it and pointing to his chest underneath the fishnet shirt. "Does it LOOK like I'm trying to cover up being a fucking girl!?" he asked angrily, folding his arms over his stomach. He knew Sora was enjoying seeing him so pissed off, so he tried to calm down, which he managed, telling himself that he was just giving the redhead satisfaction in angering him.

Ryota's anger was simply very amusing, and he was so obviously trying to control it or pull it back. Maybe he knew Sora found it funny when he lost it. "Yeah, totally. It's like, 'dude, you're a chick who walks around in a mesh top but wears a cloak over it like a dress.' Oh yeah, you're totally a chick," Sora said. It'd probably make him mad, if not, whatever. It was still fun to say and junk.

((XD you know what this is? a lovers quarrel XD ))

Ryota ground his teeth and clenched his fists, not really caring that his nails were digging into his palm. "You little fucking shithead. You've got nothing other than insulting that? The only thing that could EVER look like a girl's is my hair!! Screw off!" he yelled, holding back his anger as much as he could. He knew it was a stupid thing to spazz over, but it just pissed him right off.

((Oooh, you might just be right!))

Sora had to keep from bursting into laughter because Ryota was doing a poor job of concealing his anger, or trying to hold it back. "The only things to insult you over is your low IQ, your so-called art, and your girlish appearance. What gets better than that?" Sora said, knowing that it was quite stupid to keep provoking him. It was fun though. No denying that.

((yupp it deffinitly is XD))

Ryota was in Sora's face in an instant, grabbing the front of his shirt roughly. He didn't care as much about IQ jokes, but insulting his appearance, and then his art, was pushing it. "Fuck off bastard, unless you wanna die" he growled, looking down at the redhead that he would have so liked to kill at that moment.

((woot, Ryota's all in his face. hes just asking for it XD))

"Like I said, you couldn't kill me if you were really trying," Sora sneered, intent on getting him mad again. It was funny, and he was asking for it. Nearly kind of literally. He was that bored! Really, bored enough to get some damage by a blonde idiot? Ah well. He could do just as much harm to him as the blonde was able to do to him. A fair fight, more or less.

Ryota growled and narrowed his eyes, pulling out a kunai and pressing it to the redhead's throat, pushing him backwards the few steps needed to pin him to a tree. "I won't hesitate to kill you. YOu really shouldn't tempt me unless you really do want to die" he said angrily. he really wouldn't give a second thought about killing him. Screw consiquences, he never thought about those when he did something that was probably stupid.

Sora kicked him in the stomach with his better leg, using the tree to keep him up while he stood shakily on his injured one. "I'll repeat this once more, stupid," Sora said, just needed to push him a little further. "You can't kill me. You aren't capable enough." Ryota might be able to, if he was in this condition and it was a surprise attack or something.

Ryota grimaced as Sora kicked him in the stomach and he coughed, the wind knocked out of him from that. "Bastard" he muttered, not letting go. "I could kill you right now. . . all I have to do is press a bit harder. . . " he grinned slightly as he pressed the kunai harder against his throat. "Don't provoke me. . . or you'll wish you've never been born. Be happy you're not worthy enough to become my art though. . . I assume that would hurt quite a bit. . . although so would getting your throat slit, but whatever" he stepped on Sora's feet with each of his own, not needing to be kicked again.

Sora glared at him. Ryota, first of all, was quite heavy, so him stepping on him was kind of....weird. Just really uncomfortable. "You know, I could take a knife right now, and kill you twice as fast as you could ever try," he threatend, knowing he had the knife that had been in the fight earlier, and that he had recently cleaned (more like wiped quickly on the ground)

Ryota narrowed his eyes at the threat, immediately trying to find Sora's wrists without dropping his gaze. He didn't trust the redhead. The idea was to keep Sora's wrists pinned to the tree, but while trying to find his wrists he was pretty much groping Sora's sides. "I doubt that. . . I could kill you in a second" he said, completely oblivious to what his hands were doing, other than trying to find his wrists.

((Ryotas so stupid. . . but its something he would probably end up doing.))

((Oooh, he's totally copping a feel, I can tell X3 He wants to grope Sora so bad))

Sora glared at him as he moved his hands around down his sides, figuring he was either searching for the knife without taking his eyes off him so he didn't pull anything, or maybe he was looking to hold his wrists down so he couldn't grab a knife. Either way, it felt really awkward, like he was feeling him up or something. "Whoa, dude, I thought you were into chicks, paws off me, 'kay? I'm not into dudes, or trannys, or whatever the heck you are."

((oh yes, he just cant keep his hands off of him XD ))

Ryota found his wrists finally and pinned them above his head with one hand, the kunai back at his throat. "Oh shut up. I'm straight, but if I went gay for anyone, it deffinitly wouldn't be you" he scoffed, glaring at him. He knew that it would look pretty awkward if someone walked up on them, but he didn't care at the moment.

(( >w< Woot! Epicness~))

"If you went gay for anyone, it'd probably be Hidan or something. It's always him you're yelling at. Or. What about Tobi? You could go gay for him. With your luck you'd be the bottom though. I can't see that...and I really don't want to in the first place," Sora said, which was what he had added because he was starting to see the mental and somewhat scarring image in his mind. "Ew, just you doing anyone seems pretty gross. I bet you don't even know where to put it." He was really just asking for his throat to be slit or something. Ryota had a kunai there, and he had his arms pinned above his head so he couldn't easily grab his own knife. Not his best idea yet, maybe.

(( XD woot!! yesh, it is epicness))

Ryota made a disgusted face and gagged. "Ew, one, the LAST people I would EVER go gay for are Hidan, Tobi, and YOU. And two, I would sure as hell not be on the bottom in ANY relationship. . . and three, I deffinitly know where to put it, asshole" he glared at the redhead, pressing the blade harder against his throat, not even noticing as it peirced the skin ever so slightly, drawing a thin line of blood.

Sora laughed despite having a stinging pain in his neck from the slight cut from the metal blade to his throat. "Uh-huh. Suurreeee you would," he said, snickering, watching Ryota steaming. He was so easy to mess with. Just hit the right buttons. "Nah, nah, knowing you, you could go gay for either. Or maybe even both! That'd be a sight, because it's quite the image," Sora said, trying to think of a way to get a limb free so he could get some distance and pull out his knife.

"Ugh, oh god that'd be disgusting" Ryota groaned, trying not to get any mentally scarring images from that. "Really, I'd probably go gay for Pein before them. . . and that's saying something. Now shut up or I will kill you" he threatened again, completely serious. He would be fine with silencing the redhead's mouth forever.

"Mhmm, of course you'll kill me. Pah, like you could. Think again, huh?" Sora said, trying to think of at least one way to push him off. Too much movement would hurt and would be such a pain. His arms weren't free, nor were his feet since the big oaf was standing on them. His head wasn't an option unless he wanted sort of self-decapitation. His waist? Yeah, why not? He pushed his waist out so it bumped up against Ryota's waist, knocking him back just a bit because the contact was so close. Not really enough, but it did get him off his feet mostly. ((hint hint! Also called grinding up against him, sorta)) He kneed him in the gut, pretty close to where he had stabbed him, and within seconds he had his own knife out.

"I could kill you easily it's not even funny. Except that it is funny, weakling" Ryota all but growled. He was about to slit Sora's throat just to prove that he could when the redhead pretty much grinded against him, causing him to be pushed back rather easily in surprise and disgust. "Ew! What the- OW!" he let go of Sora's hands to grab the place where he had been kneed, right near his wound, and when he looked up again, gritting his teeth, he saw that he had allowed Sora the short time he needed to get his knife. "Damnit" he muttered, straightening up and taking a step back. "I hope you know that was really creepy. . . and you think I'M the one who's gonna go gay for YOU?".

"Nope. Drastic times call for drastic measures," Sora responded. "Not like being pinned to a tree by you with all my limbs restrained was drastic and all that junk. Not to mention you did have a kunai to my throat." And of course he had already been able to know he'd do that if Sora got away from him that way. "Like anyone would go gay for you, idiot. It'd be a onesided thing, y'know? Like, you wish you could go with Tobi or Hidan and then they never love you back. See? Unrequited love, right there for you."