For a moment, Hayashi thought his eyes were playing tricks on him.
The same opening stance, the same sequence-Sasuke had copied the moves he had used against Kakashi, exactly as they were.
When had this kid memorized them? He had one hell of a memory.
Sasuke bent low, tightened his grip on his tachi, and charged!
The red-eyed boy lowered his center of gravity, scattering grass underfoot. In a few strides, he rushed to Kakashi's flank and swung his blade upward-
The blade traced a bright line in the sunlight.
That sequence was almost identical to the one that other person had used.
Unfortunately, before the flash of steel could fully take shape-
Kakashi sent him flying with a clean, decisive side kick.
When that other person had used the same move, Shunshun Dong had dutifully raised his hand to block it.
With Sasuke, he simply kicked him away.
The double standard could hardly have been more blatant.
"That's a very familiar tactic." Kakashi looked at Sasuke as he tumbled away, sounding a little resigned. "Unfortunately, it doesn't seem to be your own, does it?"
Sasuke shakily climbed to his feet, his eyes still wide open. His red pupils locked onto Kakashi as he shouted at him.
"This is the Uchiha Clan's Sharingan! Eyes that can see through everything! In my eyes, your movements are nothing more than-"
It was only a One-Tomoe Sharingan, but he had certainly gone all out on the bravado.
Hayashi almost wanted to applaud him.
Before Sasuke could finish, Kakashi had somehow slipped behind him.
Another kick sent him flying.
This kick was well aimed. Sasuke rolled all the way over to Naruto and Sakura before coming to a stop.
Naruto struggled to push himself up where he lay, but failed.
Sakura hurriedly crouched down,