Location: Old Practice Field #4
Keiko stands in the center of the abandoned field with a serious expression upon her partially concealed features. With her hands heavily bandaged, she shadowboxes endlessly. A couple of deep craters surround her.
Yamashita wanders in looking about the area for something that apparently isn't there. "Dang, he's not here either," Yamashita says with a frown.
Suddenly freezing in the middle of a snap-kick, Keiko turns her head and spies Yamashita near the entrance. Waving a free hand, she seems unaware of her fishnet dress riding up her thighs, "Yo!"
Noticing Keiko's greeting Yamashita pauses for a bit and replies, "Hello, Keiko. What are you doing out here?"
Keiko vaguely gestures toward the newly-made holes in the ground, "Just in the middle of trying to develop my own style, y'know? I figured I'd want to be slightly more unique in my fighting."
"Wouldn't it be easier to develop it while sparring? I've always found that it was easier to learn new styles while fighting," Yamashita replies.
Keiko drops a shapely leg down to the ground and turns to face Yamashita, "Yeah, I guess you're right. I've already learnt all I can about the taijutsu styles from our village." Grinning, Keiko swiftly draws a kunai out of her hip pouch and sends it flying at him.
Yamashita dodges the projectile easily, a bit confused as to why his ally was attacking him. He moves into Kaizou Hebi stance and prepares for further action. "What was that for?"
Keiko rests a hand upon her shapely hip and beckons Yamashita forward with a jerk from her chin, "You said that it's easier to develop my style through sparring. So, let's spar!"
"I'm a little preoccupied at the moment, but come find me later and we can spar then," Yamashita says, trying to keep his mind on the task at hand. "Speaking of which, have you seen Ichiro around here recently?"
Keiko purses her lips into a slight pout, but then shakes her head, "He's out on a mission. At least, that's what I heard last."
Yamashita clutches his chin and says, "No, I don't think so. He would have told me about any missions he was taking. Oh well, I guess I'll just have to keep looking elsewhere."
Keiko slips a hand into her pocket and draws yet another kunai, "If I see him, I'll let him know you came by." Squinting an eye until it's completely closed, Keiko sends her kunai whirling past Yamashita and into a squirrel skittering up a tree.
Yamashita picks up the kunai previously thrown at him, and whips it back at Keiko. He waves as he turns to continue his search. "Good luck with your new style, Keiko. Find me later so I can see how you've improved over other styles."
Waiting until Yamashita's fully turned around, Keiko dodges the kunai and swiftly dashes at Yamashita. Leaping forward, she slams her entire body weight into his back.
Yamashita quickly turns around, bringing his knee forcefully up into Keiko's body. He realizes who attacked him, and calms himself. "I really don't have time for this," he mutters.
As soon as Yamashita's knee comes into contact with Keiko's stomach, she disappears in a puff of smoke; a log falling limply to the ground in her place.
Yamashita walks out of the clearing, in the hopes that Keiko's desire for sparring has been satisfied.
Keiko appears suddenly before Yamashita, her head slightly craned to the side. "What should I tell him?"
"Just tell him I was looking for him. He'll know where to find me." Yamashita says before continuing along his intended path.