A Distant Memory[Flashback: Dante and Blake Only]

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This memory occuring back in the somewhat younger days of the two. A time most likely forgotten by both, yet what came from the experience shall remain. In the middle of training session to expand each other's knowledge on one another as well improve their individual skills

Dante was hidden behind a tree, listening for the sounds of his opponent. He was trying to practice on a water technique known by the young man known as Blake. He preferred to learn in the heat of battle. So the two were fighting each other while he tried to grasp how to use the jutsu. What jutsu was he trying to learn? Dante would be trying to learn a jutsu known as the Water Wave Technique. He was hoping to catch glimpse of the hand signs by his opponent so that he could work on that aspect of the technique. He would just have to keep a close eye on him until he used it. On closer observation of the terrain, the two were on the Mist Island, in the main forested area. A faint mist rested throughout the area and the air was rather cool. Dante wasn't phased by this, he adjusted quickly. He was just focusing on the battle at hand.

Blake was a lucky fellow. Dodging a death blow from Dante like it was childs play. Such a jutsu that made him a giant plant. Fun indeed mainly because it made Blake the ultimate prey to catch. Blake began to feel movement as he realized Dante was done. He began to talk. Blake quickly smirked as he emerged from a tree directly next to Dante eating his candy. Blake smirked and said "How are you old friend?"

Dante looks out of the corner of his eye to see Blake appear next to him. He then rolls them and resumes eating his candy. He was hungry after the fighting and sadly it was all he had on him. "I've been quite well my no good friend." he said sarcastically with a smile. Dante sighed as he finished the bag. He didn't know what else he was gonna do now. He had learned what he wanted. Dante looked up at the clouded sky. A reflection of his clan's entity. Dante just stared off into space, yet still present in reality. "So....I guess this is where I say thanks huh. If you expect me to say it then you're mistaken." he said. Dante was being sarcastic again but in a way it wasn't obvious. That was just the way he was.

Blake was rather happy the fighting ended. He didn't want to hurt Dante but he knew Dante would jump at the chance to hurt Blake. Even tho they were friends it was a constant rivalry between the two to see which one is stronger. Blake snickered as Dante called him a no good friend. Blake then spoke "Your mother. She called me no good once. Thats how she ended up underground." Blake began to smile as he began to phase back into the tree. He came back out directly next to Dante as he just heard his words. Blake smiled and said "I don't expect you to say thanks. I expect you to do something totally sarcastic"

Dante rolled his eyes at snide comment. He threw the balled up empty candy bag at Blake's face as he got off the rock and began to walk off. The sound of thunder roared from above and lightning flashed. A beautiful scene to Dante as rain began to fall hard all around. It was almost as if the sky and Dante were one, as it resembled his inner feelings. Was the Dante the next God of the Storm as spoken of by his clan's old tales. They said that one generation would be born a child who had a direct connection with the heavens above. He smirked as he walked off in the distance, on his way home. "If you need me, you know where to find me." he shouted back toward Blake, leaving him alone. With all that done and said, Dante was gone and on his way to who knows where. It may have been awhile before Blake and Dante saw each other again, since these meetings were a rarity anyway.

[Exit: End Flashback Training(Learned Violent Water Wave Technique)]

Blake was rather surprised to see his enemy leave in such a flashy manor. Blake always knew Dante was a subliminal showoff but not this much. Oh well this was his clan tales and even tho Blake still found it a little odd for him to leave like that. A candy bar hit Blakes face as he smirked and crumbled it up. He phased back into a tree as he looked around and started to pee.

Blake stopped peeing.
Blake started walking through the destroyed forest.
Blake felt the rain drops fall on his head.
He smiled as he made his way to the end of the forest.
He looked back as he faded away.

Exit.