Meeting with a friend

Junsuke saw fukaku throwing something right near him.
thinking back as he spared with that silver lookibg thing.
*ahhh its that dangerous looking think again*.
Junsuke could not take any chance as he knew that the silver capsuke will not limit its power like that arrow.
junsuke shunpoed away from the capsule and fukaku.

the binding missed, but nonetheless created a small silver, circular prison where it stood. "I think this spar will be my win." Fukaku said, firing another eight arrows at Junsuke. "Just so ya know, If I win, I'm taking pictures and sending them to everyone you know, of you, no matter the state of your outfit." Fukaku said.

Junsuke said to fukaku after listening to what he said.
"Really? And why would you do that?"
after saying and saw eight arrow comig his way junsuke shunpos away.
appearing behind fukaku with a downward strike.

Fukaku doesn't move his body, but uses hirenkyaku to move him to the side, not getting cut by Junsuke's blade but close enough to feel the side of it against his skin, and the cold metal was perilously close. Unfazed, Fukaku then went for a strike at Junsuke's solar plexus, intending to knock the wind out of him. "I would find it rather funny to see a hundred of so pictures of you naked going around the seireitei. As would they, I'm guessing." Fukaku says, jumping away no matter the result of his attack.

Junsuke sees fukaku getting away as he should a -.-" face.
and fukuku manage to get away with his speed.
junsuke raises his reiatsu as he shunpo away.
this time at the back of fukaku since he was near and uses a roundhouse kick.

"tch..." Fukaku says, using an upward rising block with his arm to narrowly force away the roundhouse kick, causing his arm to go numb. Using a front snap kick at top speed, he attempted to get a clean and fast, if weak, blow onto Junsuke's stomach.

Junsuke saw the kick coming as it hits him.
upon hitting junsuke he landed on the ground flat.
"Oh i lost this kick is really heavy"
junsuke continues to say "wow u have grown really strong"

"Heh. Seven years might not seem like long to shinigami, but for me, if I hadn't improved in that time, it would be a tremendous waste of talent." Fukaku said. "but I can sense you've grown more than I did - woe to those who threaten the seireitei, so long as you're around." Fukaku says, before quickly firing one arrow to break off Junsuke's belt. "Heh, time for pictures!" Fukaku said, taking out a camera modified to be able to take pictures of shinigami and other spiritual beings.

Junsuke then smile at fukaku and said "well i have gotten any strong".
Seeing fukaku fires the arrow at his belt he just lay and see.
"Hey it hurt my tummy cant you adjust the strength of your arrow?".
After saying what he aaid just pose a peace sign as he get ready to take a picture while he was still lying down.

"Nope." Fukaku said, hoisting a camera and taking several photographs. "that'd just make the training boring, after all." Fukaku said, making sure the camera sent to all his bases computers. He'd do some photoshopping later, indeed. "I guess I win this one." Fukaku said, smiling.
walking off, he seemed to almost be out of sight, before saying "It's been a pleasure... Junsuke.