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Zabuza’s S.Adventures
Chapter 15

-VB-

Zabuza didn’t utter a single sound as he blocked an attack from his blindspot at his back, and returned the favor with a spinning broadsword counter that sent his attacker flying off with a little cut across their cheek from the wind pressure.

Just as his sword came to a stop, a fireball attempted to burn him from the back, but he leisurely dodged it with a simple sidestep before tossing a water ball back where the fireball came from. There was a yelp as his water ball landed, unlike their fireball, and exploded with the force of … well, a water ball. Hyperpressurized enough to send a man or woman flying a little, but water nonetheless.

Water was great like that. While a high pressure water “beam” could indeed cut through flesh and bones with ease, if the same amount of pressure was distributed over a large volume of water through a chakra detonation that sends said volume of water flying, there was very little damage to be done, especially during training like this.

A fireball, on the other hand, would damage his students even if he meant to do very little.

And then the last attack came.

The only thing he heard was the rustling of clothes fluttering in high speed winds, but that was enough to clue him in as to where and who was coming for him. All he did to stop their advance was to jump away at the same time as he turned the ground beneath him into sticky mud.

His third student landed right in the mud, sending a shit load of it splattering everywhere with its new signature move: Wind Gauntlet. It was a technique that wrapped his fists in large dense volumes of wind, and when his fists landed an attack, each of the “gauntlet” of wind would burst into explosive pressure.

Unfortunately, they were loud, and so Zabuza had been able to prepare a trap in an instant.

As the gauntlet came and exploded in the ground both to damage and to cushion Keito’s fall, it also dug deeper into the mud. While it sent the superficial layer of the mud flying, the deeper portions laid undisturbed, and Keito’s feet sunk into them.

“Drats,” the teen heir muttered.

“And that’s it,” Zabuza said loudly. “Come out.”

Eri came from where he’d pushed her back after her failed sneak attack as did a wet Tsuyo.

He chuckled at the wet cat mimicry Tsuyo was pulling off really well.

“What did I say about your gauntlet, Keito?” he asked.

The boy looked sheepish. “It’s better to use it in close quarter combat as a trump card rather than a charged up medium distance ambush.”

“And you still tried anyways. Why?”

“I thought that Tsuyo and Eri would keep you occupied.”

“But they didn’t.”

“I was already in the middle of the attack…”

“Then you change your attack instead of following through with an attack that you know would alert the no-longer-occupied enemy as to your position.”

“Yes, sensei.”

He turned to Tsuyo.

“And fireball from a distance?”

“It was supposed to be a distraction,” the heiress pouted and looked away.

“Next time, go for a wider area of effect attacks or rapid fire ones instead of a single target slow one like the fireball.”

Fireball wasn’t actually a single technique but a variety of fire techniques that resulted in a fireball. Some were larger, some were smaller, others were faster, and the rest were slower. The downside of the fireball technique, however, was its inflexibility. With the exceptions of several unique techniques, most fireball techniques tended to be no different from the rest.

Which meant, to him and his team, that they were slow as fuck.

As long as a ninja was wary of his environment, no one got hit by a normal fireball.

(It was kind of why Uchihas were the feared ones; they made fireballs dangerous, damn pyromaniacs).

“And Eri?”

“I should’ve waited for a three-prong attack instead of attacking first.”

“Good, then all of you know your mistakes. Run around the training ground five times.”

They went running right away, because they knew better than to complain right in his face.

This left Zabuza to his own devices, and his mind went back to how life had been quiet for the past month since he and his team’s return from their patrol mission. Due to the nature of his team’s composition, they weren’t allowed to go out of Konohagakure for long term missions. The clan elders of the Toburi and the Norimoto clans weren’t very happy with the fact that he and the Hokage had even allowed his genin team to go near the border, where there were even border skirmishes between external forces. After their return from the patrol mission, their elders put a lot of political pressure into making sure that their heir and heiress never left the heartland of the Land of Fire.

As for him and his women, things have been progressing well (he supposed). Haku was too busy thinking about baby things, Eri was still shy but not at all hesitant to join him in bed, and Tayuya… Well, the former prisoner and now household servant, Tayuya kept to her job to the best of her abilities while suffering through Haku’s constant seducing.  Yes, Haku was the one seducing their household servant, not him. He was surprised that the girl hadn’t broken yet from the ever constant teasing.

Honestly, he was becoming a little bit to anxious about the real prospect of having to raise a baby.

A baby.

His baby.

Yes, he killed a bunch of kids when he was a kid, but that’s a little bit different from being a father!

He just hoped he didn’t faint when he first held his kid.

That would be embarrassing.

“We’ve finished the lap!”

He looked up and saw three sweaty teenagers. They smelled.

“Alright, go for a dip on the river, and then initiate a stealth test.”

Again, they went off without groaning or complaining (out loud) because they had better use for their energy.

He heard the splashes and stood up to go find the kids.

It was depressing how quickly he found them. Maybe he should get them to do more stealth training; ambushing was one of the main ways of catching one’s enemies off guard, after all.