A Grand Show {Hayabusa & Yukimura}[DM]

Yukimura flew back a bit and then stood as he wiped the blood from his face. He stood up and laughed as he spit a shot of blood that had remained in his mouth.
"Hayabusa, if that was your feeble attempt to hurt me than it failed" He said as he began running. He jumped in the air and began to spin at a high intense speed.
"Leaf style: Leaf Hurricane" He said bringing he right foot to the face of Hayabusa.

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Taking the hit from the same attack once more, as his Sharingan eye spun again. Hayabusa couldn’t help but to see no hesitation in the eye of Yukimura.
“I… still don’t understand this…” Hayabusa said, as he held his arm out, and from it shot a blade at such a high velocity, that it had to have been instant and almost painless, as it were aimed directly at the heart. “But… this must end…” he said in this intent to kill…
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Yukimura let a little laugh out a he fell to the ground. He could barely see the image of Hayabusa.
"So, this is what it feels like to die." He said with a laugh. He reached into his Gesshoku robe and grabbed the scroll. With the little energy he had he raised his right hand and extended his right middle finger.
"I'm still... funnier" He said as he died.

Hayabusa’s eyes glared into that of his best friend… only distracted for less than a second by the scroll. As he watched the life dwindle from the eyes of his partner, Hayabusa’s blade slowly crept back into his puppet arm. As the body of Yukimura began to fall off of the blade, Hayabusa gripped his body, as if to hug it. He could not understand, as his Sharingan eyes watched the chakra die. He kept expecting for the body to disappear as if it were a clone.
“No… no no no… what have I done…” he said quietly. He laid his body down on the ground, before place his hand on his chest, healing the wound, as if it mattered. It left a small scar on his heart. Clenching the ground with his fist, Hayabusa roared to the sky, as if he were in pain. Looking back down at the body, one tear fell out of each eye. As one fell from his cheek, and onto his ‘brother’s’ forehead, Hayabusa realized it was blood.
Clenching his eyes together, to subside the pain, the conversion within Hayabusa took place. He opened his crimson red eyes as the dark Shadow, with a design unlike that of any other Uchiha.
The Mangekyou Sharingan.
Shadow stood, looking down at the body of Yukimura.
“Idiot… we had plans…” he said. He turned to look at the scroll, picking it up and opening it. He read the contents in which were read, and yet, it still had not been clear.” As he rolled up the scroll, Shadow then felt the sharp pain in his eyes. He pulled out his mirror, examining his new eyes.
“Mangekyou…” he said. He reverted them into the fully awakened Sharingan, before looking at the body. “Thank you… my friend.” He put his hand on his chest, before he disappeared, vanishing into thin air to do what it was he was instructed to do…
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