Ready to die for each other, but will fight to the death over the last slice of pizza

Kunai wordlessly approached, but Usagi didn't mind. He, too wasn't one for speaking more than was absolutely necessary - but for Kunai, he'd even say a bit more. Something about the larger chimera made him feel slightly more social, in ways he couldn't quite place. They had their own language through physical motions as well, able to pinpoint emotions just from the way they each moved. It was a good and healthy relationship, no doubt.

So Kunai wanted to get right to business, readying his kunai blade. Good. Usagi liked that, in his partner and in a spar partner overall. No beating around the bush, no frills. It was like a side to the normally shy man he'd been lucky to catch a glimpse of, that determined and stoic warrior bound to the way of a samurai. The split-pelted man lurched towards Usagi with his blade facing upwards, leaning his head to the right and then aiming to dip beneath Usagi's clenched sword to unbalance him. He was quick, like Usagi, and light on his feet. But Usagi wouldn't go that easy on him and let him win by default - even his beloved had to break a sweat with him. The bunny-tailed warrior immediately reacted, careful of his sword's placement away from Kunai as he narrowly avoided the swoop of the smaller knife by lifting up his head and the sword. Kunai had the advantage of more swifter, pointed attacks thanks to the tinier blade, but Usagi had the benefit of being light on his feet with a greater sword to create wide sweeps, more difficult to dodge. With that, Usagi began his counterattack. With a grunt, he spun on his heels to pivot his body towards Kunai's right side, his feet quick and steppy like a rabbit's hops. He lowered his head to be level with Kunai's back, aiming in a quick movement to gently but firmly thwack the chimera on the middle of his back with the dulled sword. Would likely leave a harmless papercut, at best. But would he still feel guilt if the attack landed? He sure would.

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