Keitaro had awaken early that morning, Why? To train of corse as he ran out side he joged around the city...And knocked out a few cocky brats saying they could beat him. Keitaro took out a small box and took out its content. A small stick coverd in what seemed to be a strawberry coating. "Hmm pocky lets give it a try." he said as he took the stick and took a bite of it. Only to spit it back out "BAH TO SWEET!" he said as he threw the box down and blasted it with a single ki blast. "Hmm i wonder if anyone here would want to spar?" he asked him self.

As Katana walked down the street, he noticed the man blasting the stick. "HEY! That's a waste of perfectly good pocky, you ass!" He clenched his fist saying "You disgust me."

"Eh he'll do." keitaro said as he rushed at the man sending punches and kicks at him. Not knowing if he hit or not nor careing, Keitaro jumped back and took a fighting stance.

Katana smirked as he brandished a blade, dripping with blood off the edge. "Not smart to rush a guy with a sword, buddy!" He pointed out the man's bloody knuckles.

Keitaro licked the blood from his fist and smirked. Inhaleing deeply he sent out a black fire ball at the sword weilding man.

Katana simply swatted the fire ball away, saying "You're not even half my strength, i suggest you quit while you're ahead."