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Post by Emperor Ninjin Hattori on Jun 14, 2013 16:23:15 GMT -5
The duo entered the training dojo in the royal palace without saying a word, one because he had too much on his mind and the other because he physically could not say a word. With a barking order the Crown Prince of New Vegeta dismissed all others gathered in the room to go about some other duty; this was training time for the future king and his… Truffle.
The red clad Saiyan warrior stared across the mat at Truffle. Innocent Truffle. Loving Truffle. The one creature in the universe Ninjin knew would always have his back, always be there for him, always be ready and willing to do whatever the Saiyan prince asked of him. Ninjin was about to beat the shit out of him. Though the vice versa would also be true, the blue creature was no weak fighter, and in their training before it would often be Truffle that came out the victor, though Ninjin would never admit it.
“We have to get ready for the tournament Truffle, I will be winning the entire thing of course, but I need to make sure it is a guarantee and not just some prideful boasting. We will train together in this room until it is all but assured that I will be the champion. Do you understand?” The large blue alien would no doubt say nothing, but rather nod. With that nod Ninjin would fall into a fighting stance.
Without another word the prince would charge forward, the match beginning in an instant. He would aim a punch at the midsection of the alien and hope to follow it up with a jumping spin-kick. Should his punch be blocked he would be open to an attack by the alien, but Ninjin Hattori knew how to take a punch. He was hoping the alien wouldn’t hold back, as those in the tournament certainly wouldn’t be.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 17, 2013 21:11:26 GMT -5
“We have to get ready for the tournament Truffle, I will be winning the entire thing of course, but I need to make sure it is a guarantee and not just some prideful boasting. We will train together in this room until it is all but assured that I will be the champion. Do you understand?”
Truffle nodded, and he knew that that would cause Ninjin to get ready for the fight. Truffle had been expecting this for a while, had known that the tension within Ninjin was rising. He had been under a lot of pressure lately from his father, what with being the crown prince. Akassa had had her eye on that position for the longest time, and Leke looked up to his older brother. It was a lot for one man to take in, and Ninjin was known for his bravado. Truffle turned his head and looked at Ninjin with a sympathetic, loving gaze.
Ninjin aimed a punch for Truffle’s midsection but Truffle blocked it with his arm and grabbed Ninjin into a hug. Before they were going to fight, they needed a moment to be friends. Ninjin tended to forget to bring it back to the place of friendship. He held his friend tight, prolonging the hug.
He let go and stepped back, and locked eyes with his friends. Truffle bowed his head, and then stepped into a fighting stance of his own.
He would then jump at Ninjin with a dropkick, which if hitting would cause Ninjin to fly back and hit the wall, which Truffle would then jump at him and hit him with a superman style punch.
If Ninjin dodged, Truffle would land on his stomach, and be open to attack.
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Emperor Ninjin Hattori
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Post by Emperor Ninjin Hattori on Jun 18, 2013 16:49:49 GMT -5
The Saiyan prince was taken aback by the almost crushing hug of his big blue alien pet Truffle. Though the action was surprising the prince supposed that he himself should not be. This was right up the alley with things Truffle was like to do. Begrudgingly the prince hugged back, for he loved his pet even if he didn’t always show it. The hug was starting to get awkwardly long and Ninjin wondered if Truffle had fallen asleep, it had happened before…
“Truffle we’re supposed to be sparring, a hug isn’t going to get me any stronger.” He said with gritted teeth. Then the big blue creature pulled away and bowed his head, stepping into a fighting stance of his own. Finally they would begin the duel. Ninjin saw it playing out in his head the way he always did, with him standing victorious over any opponent he may face, though usually Truffle was in better shape at the end of the duel than all the others he imagined. He was too involved in his day dream to noticed the huge blue blurr flying at him, kicking him hard in the chest and sending him backwards into the wall.
The prince shook his head and tried to clear the cobwebs from it, using the wall for support. The kick had been unexpected and had given his pet the upper hand, but this duel was far from over, it would take more than one attack to best the crown prince. Then came the hellacious punch. Truffle had leapt into the air and came down with a vicious punch across the face of the crown prince. The blue creature’s fists were the size of Ninjin’s head and so the punch sent him sprawling to the floor.
Blood seeped from the corners of the prince’s mouth, his head spun with the possible concussion. If people in the tournament hit like Truffle… feelings of doubt started to seep into the far reaches of his mind. No. His pride would not allow that.
He gritted his teeth and lifted himself to his feet slowly. He grimaced as he pushed the blood away from his mouth with the back of his fist. This wasn’t over. He leapt into the air, planning on landing a similar blow to the one Truffle had just hit him with, in his other hand as small ball of Ki formed, he was ready and would throw it should the punch hit or miss.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 1, 2013 15:01:00 GMT -5
Truffle’s punch had sent the prince to the floor, which made Truffle grimace. He hadn’t wanted to hurt his friend like that, but the prince was determined to spar, and Truffle wouldn’t go easy on him, especially since he knew that the prince wanted to strengthen Truffle as well.
Truffle stepped back and let Ninjin get up, which he instantly read as a mistake. Ninjin flew through the air and punched Truffle in the head, the same way he had just punched Ninjin. Ninjin’s fists were a lot smaller than Truffles, but he was a good deal stronger, and so that made Truffle fall to his knees. Ninjin then fired a blast right into Truffles mouth.
Truffle feigned being defeated, and fell back to the floor, but he had just absorbed the ki energy from Ninjin’s blast.
Ninjin stood over him, triumphant in his victory. Truffles eyes opened and he winked at Ninjin. And then he returned the blast, which would either his Ninjin square in the chest, or get deflected at the last moment, in either case, Truffle would wrap his legs around Ninjin, and attempt a head-butt.
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Post by Emperor Ninjin Hattori on Jul 1, 2013 15:44:36 GMT -5
The blast had caught Truffle in the mouth and sent him falling back onto the floor, the earlier punch having done its damage to his large blue friend. Ninjin knew better than to assume that the alien was defeated, but put his foot on the alien's chest in victory anyway, his pride getting better than him. The alien's eyes blinked open and he winked at the crown prince. Before Ninjin could stumble back in shock a blast left the creature's mouth and slammed into his chest flipping him backwards. Or at least it would have if Truffle hadn't wrapped his legs around his legs and sprang to his feet, his large head landing with a crack against the prince's own. His chest was smoking from where the blast had hit him, the air knocked from his legs violently.
Ninjin stumbled backwards, breaking the grip of Truffle's legs upon his own as blood began to trickled down his forehead. Trembling fingers reached up and probed the cut above the prince's eye, they came away bloody. He rubbed his fingers together and smiled. So the alien wasn't holding back, good. They would both need the strength and brutality for the tournament. Their opponents weren't going to hold back, and so neither would they.
Ninjin cracked his neck with his hands and loosened out his muscles. The fight was just beginning, despite his superficial wounds. His hands reached back to his side one over the other and gathered ki between them, Truffle was able to absorb energy, so Ninjin was determined to see how much he could take. He let the large blast fly towards the alien.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 1, 2013 15:53:37 GMT -5
Truffle’s head-butt had caused a gash over Ninjin’s eye. The Hoyo hadn’t meant to cause his prince and friend to bleed, but it had been a good way to get the prince to really fight back. Truffle could tell that before he had been holding back, and a good way to get the prince fired up was to make him bleed his own blood.
Ninjin charged up, and Truffle knew he was building up a huge blast to see how much Truffle could take. Truffle smiled. The Saiyan had no idea how much Truffle could hold, but Truffle knew that it was a rather large amount. It might sting a little, but if he released it immediately, he would be able to handle pretty much anything that the prince could throw at him, unless he powered up suddenly. The large blast flew toward him, and he opened his mouth, almost like a frog. The blast caught in his ki energy absorbing organ, and then fired it, giving it his own blue tint that came from that unnamed organ. Truffle had always called that special blast the Ganache. Truffle felt exhausted after having had that much energy in him at once, but he knew that if Ninjin didn’t deflect the full weight of the blast, he had this match won. If Ninjin did deflect it. Well….there wasn’t much energy left in the Hoyo.
He slammed his fists into the ground, encasing them in rock. He would have to make some pretty desperate shots to win.
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Emperor Ninjin Hattori
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Emperor of Beta, Leader of PTO
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Post by Emperor Ninjin Hattori on Jul 1, 2013 16:09:11 GMT -5
The blast had been absorbed and redirected back towards the crown-prince, much to his surprise and chagrin. He had no choice. He gritted his teeth and brought his arms to his sides, his aura flared up, red with gold lighting flickering around him, flaring out and showing his true power. He backhanded the redirected blast away and it crashed into the wall with a huge roared, exploding against the reinforced walls of the training area. The wind from the blast caused the pairs hair to flutter wildly.
The fight was all but over now, there was little hope for Truffle to win, he couldn't match Ninjin in this form.
"No more holding back." Ninjin said to his friend as he raced forward, spinning in the air and aiming a kick for the big blue's head. Should the kick hit, Truffle would be sent flying into the wall. Should it miss Ninjin would be ready for whatever the alien could throw at him. He hadn't decided whether he would stay in this form or drag out the fight, it would depend on his friend.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 1, 2013 16:18:25 GMT -5
Truffle was shocked when Ninjin went into his true power. There was no way that his blast would do anything to the prince now. Indeed, it broke over his chest, and Truffle sighed. Even going into his Hattori-form, as he called it would be useless against the power of Ninjin now. But he also knew that if he just gave up, there would be no way the prince would forgive him. He had no choice but to continue fighting and see what happened.
Ninjin flew at him with his leg out, ready to kick Truffle in the head. Truffle roared, and his fur exploded in red and gold. He was in Hattori-form, and ducked underneath the princes kick, and flipped backwards over the prince, landing standing near him. He could see the shock in his prince’s eyes. He had never gone into Hattori-form in front of him before, and he could see that the prince wasn’t expecting Truffle to suddenly show the royal colors.
He almost looked like he couldn’t say anything, and this caused truffle to smile. He brought his fists together, breaking the rocks on his hands and sending the debris flying at Ninjin. He knew that these little rocks would do nothing to the prince if he allowed them to hit him, but he was hoping they would serve as a distraction, giving Truffle time to plan. He had already used up all of the ki that he had absorbed, and in this form, there was no way that he could beat Ninjin. So he either needed to make it impossible for Ninjin to win, or outlast him.
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Emperor Ninjin Hattori
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Post by Emperor Ninjin Hattori on Jul 1, 2013 16:44:06 GMT -5
The new colors of Truffle's fur had the desired effect on Ninjin, the shock causing him to recoil and not know what to do. The shock had given Truffle the opening that he needed against Ninjin's power. The crown-prince's mind raced, was he okay with Truffle wearing these colors? He had nearly chewed Akassa's head off when she had died her hair red... but He liked Truffle more... but he wasn't a member of the royal family... not really at least...
Tiny rocks crashed into Ninjin's skin, most breaking apart on his aura alone, other larger ones cut against his skin tearing into the flesh. He grimaced and held against the barrage of stone.
"Those... you..." He couldn't find the words he wanted to say. His aura flickered out and he stood rather dumbfounded. The mixed feelings raging through him were more of a combat than even his spar with his friend. Truffle had the opening he needed. Ninjin was too distracted.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 1, 2013 16:54:02 GMT -5
Truffle saw that Ninjin had powered down, and he felt it too. The prince was dumbstruck, the colors still shining on Truffles fur giving almost the effect of hypnosis. The cuts from the little rocks showed over Ninjin’s skin, and he just stood there, dumbstruck.
Truffle wasn’t really sure what to do. Did this mean that the battle was over or was Ninjin just trying to wrap his mind around this? Truffle hoped that he hadn’t gone too far and overstepped his bounds. He hadn’t meant to turn his fur red and gold the first time it had happened. Truffle knew from the little he knew about his species was that they adapted to those most powerful and those closest to them. And even Ninjin couldn’t deny that he was who Truffle was closet to.
Truffle walked over to Ninjin and put his hand on his shoulder. His eyes full of questions. They asked Is this ok? Did I do something bad? Are you upset with me? Is the fight over?
He didn’t know what to do or think, so he waited for Ninjin to respond.
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Post by Emperor Ninjin Hattori on Jul 1, 2013 17:07:01 GMT -5
Ninjin shook the cobwebs out of his head and placed his hand upon the furry blue aliens own. If there was anyone he would let get away with it outside his own family, it was Truffle. The creature was his best friend, and if Celeh could get away with wearing it, then so could Truffle.
"It's fine old friend, it just took me by surprise." He flashed a genuine smile at the blue creature, his body sore from the combat and the cuts of Truffle's rocks. He wiped the blood from his forehead and walked away from Truffle, turning back towards him and falling into a fighting stance.
"This fight isn't over yet. I haven't won." He raced towards his friend once he made sure he was ready. A flurry of punches and kicks were on its way towards the large blue alien.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 1, 2013 17:18:29 GMT -5
Truffle was stronger than Ninjin at this moment, by quite a bit. He saw the acceptance in his friend’s eyes, and then his prince had said the most arrogant thing he had ever said in the past 2 seconds. He had said that the fight would only end when he was victorious. Truffle wasn’t so sure about that. The prince came at him with a flurry of punches and kicks.
Truffle deflected the first two punches, took a kick to the chest and then a punch to the side of the head. He ducked under another kick and sent his fist down into the ground, encasing it in rock, he then pulled it out of the earth, and aimed it as his friends jaw. This should end it Truffle thought. If this hits him where it should, then Ninjin will be in a world of hurt, possibly even unconscious. If it missed, then Truffle would have to re-evaluate the fight. He was putting all of his strength in his fist for this blow. If Ninjin dodged and struck, Truffle would barely have any strength to withstand it.
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Emperor Ninjin Hattori
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Post by Emperor Ninjin Hattori on Jul 1, 2013 17:32:27 GMT -5
The flurry of blows had hit and missed their marks respectively, the combat had taken it's toll on Ninjin and though he had landed a few blows he was still distracted by the color of Truffle's fur. The fight had gone out of him, though he still put up the appearance. He supposed it was flattering, the alien wanting to be a part of the royal family, and if Ninjin had it his way Akassa would be out and Truffle would be in.
Ninjin's kick had landed against the now red and gold alien's chest and a powerful blow to his friend's head, though it wasn't enough to take him down. Truffle's massive fist came up encased with the marble of the floor. If the alien's massive fist wasn't enough, the added weight and force of the floor would be.
"Shit." Was all the crown-prince could say before the massive fist smashed into his jaw, the marble shattering with the wicked force of the uppercut. He had attempted to power up, but the alien's power was too great in this form and he had barely a split second to react, which he wasted by cursing. Ninjin flipped over backwards, the floor rushed up and he smacked hard against it, bouncing and coming to a rest. His jaw was on fire. He lifted his head to weakly look up into the concerned eyes of his friend.
"Good... shot..." His head slammed down into the floor as he lost consciousness. He would have to be more careful in the tournament, though he couldn't imagine anyone being able to distract him as Truffle had.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 1, 2013 17:47:11 GMT -5
Truffle had landed the finishing blow on Ninjin. He immediately felt bad. This wasn’t supposed to happen after a fight, you weren’t supposed to immediately regret what had happened and wish that it had been you lying on the floor instead of your opponent. But when your opponent happens to be who you care about most in the world, you tend to feel a little bit bad when you knock them unconscious.
Truffle went over to Ninjin and sat down next to him, picking the Saiyan prince’s head up slightly and putting it in his lap. He rubbed his prince’s forehead, wiping off the blood, and trying to help his friend rest easy after a huge fight. Truffle had not expected to win. The prince was so much stronger than he, but his one character flaw, well…one of a few, was that he was so prideful of his family lineage that he would be easily distracted by something like this.
Truffle really hadn’t meant to shock and distract his prince using his power up, but it couldn’t have been helped. With Ninjin powering up so much, Truffle would not even have stood a chance in the fight, and would have been bowled over by his power. He didn’t have a choice but to power himself up as well.
As he sat there with the prince’s head resting on his fuzzy lap, he couldn’t help but wonder what the rest of the royal family would think if they had seen his transformation. Akassa would be furious. She wasn’t allowed to wear the family colors, and to have someone like Truffle, a mere pet wearing them so boldly….well…she wouldn’t be pleased. Leke would probably be fine with it, but the king and queen….Truffle didn’t really want to think about that at the moment. He had Ninjin to deal with when he woke up. Truffle wondered what was going through the prince’s mind at the moment. He was unconscious, but it seemed to Truffle that by his breathing that he has slipped into sleep.
For being able to read his mind, the prince could sometimes be really hard to figure out. Truffle knew that he was stressed out from all the pressure that the royal family put on him, and he had taken a lot of that out on Truffle during the fight. Truffle looked at him lovingly. He knew the real Ninjin. He only hoped someday the rest of the universe would get to see him too.
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Emperor Ninjin Hattori
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Post by Emperor Ninjin Hattori on Jul 1, 2013 18:23:18 GMT -5
For the first time that day Ninjin Hattori was at peace. Of course it was because he was knocked out and therefore didn't have to worry about the stress of training for the tournament or running the Saiyan army or any of his other duties as crown-prince. Instead he was allowed a moment to just be unconscious. He slipped into a slumber, visions of the tournament and possible fights dancing around in his mind.
He woke with a start, his chin suddenly on fire and pain corsing through his body. He looked down and noticed that his head was in the large furry lap of Truffle, who was petting his head lovingly. The prince raised his eyebrow but could do little else, his body was protesting even that.
"Good... Good fight buddy." He said, and he meant it. If there was one being that he didn't mind losing to every once in a while in the universe it was Truffle, because he knew his friend wouldn't gloat about beating the high and mighty crown-prince.
He let himself rest in the lap of his friend, not willing or even able to stand on his own power. He would need to be put into one of the recuperating tanks they kept near the training area. He groaned and tried to stand up, but once again found himself unable.
"A... little help?" He would kill anyone if they found him in this position, it did not do to find the crown-prince in such a weakened condition, and relying on help? it was unheard of.
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