Adaptation (Rwby x Reader)

The Clan- Naoya Vs Y/n

Naoya jumped forward instantly, crossing the speed much faster than Y/n had thought he would without his semblance activated.

Y/n caught his punch, his hand gripped around Naoya's as he tried to punch him.

Naoya dogged gracefully, using his other hand to suddenly chop Y/n in his throat, causing the Boy to choke.

Naoya quickly went in for a punch but was met with Y/n's fist, as the boy uppercutted him while he was falling back.

Naoya grunted, looking back down, only to see Y/n was no longer there before he was suddenly elbowed in his back by Y/n, who had a maniacal smile.

"What's wrong Naoya?" He asked, cockiness clear in his tone. "Not gonna use your semblance?"

Naoya grunted, flipping around, "I didn't think you would need it, considering you are an ex-member of the kukuru unit, but it seems I underestimated you." Naoya clapped slowly. "Congratulations."

Naoya suddenly cleared the distance, placing his hand on Y/n's chest. "Here's your consolation prize."

Y/n's eyes dilated, and for a second, he thought of what he should do. In a second he had decided what his next 24 movements would be.

He had followed only the first two before he suddenly couldn't move anymore. As his body disappeared and was replaced with a glass plane with an image of him.

Naoya slammed his fist into the glass, as y/n suddenly appeared and flew backward, slamming into the wall.

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Y/n coughed, whipping his mouth. "Neat trick."

Naoya laughed, shaking his head. "Be proud I used it on you. It's not something I use on just anybody," he said, before running towards Y/n, amped by his semblance.

Naoya reached Y/n with his palm outstretched, ready to lay it into him, only for it to be slapped away by the wrist, as Y/n slugged him across his face.

Naoya quickly disengaged, jumping back and skidding across the ground to narrowly avoid another punch.

Naoya took note of Y/n's mostly handy fighting style, and also that Y/n was the better close combat fighter. Which really threw a wrench in everything Naoya had going for him.

"What, scared of little old me?" Y/n goaded as he stepped forward. "I expect more from the 'Next head' of the clan." He quoted the phrase Naoya so often liked to use.

Naoya grunts, "We're just getting started brat." and with that, he jumps off to the side, boosted by his semblance as he skidded to Y/n's side.

Y/n had whipped towards him, ready to deflect any grabs from Naoya, only to have to barely block a kick to the side of his head.

Y/n didn't have time to do anything else, as Naoya's palm was suddenly on his arm.

The wheel creaks before spinning around a single cycle extremely fast.

Naoya quickly jumps back, staring in unease. As his mind raced with the thought of what that wheel could have done.

Y/n and Naoya both stood in silence for a few seconds, both waiting for something to happen.

Naoya lets his guard down a little, raising a slight brow, to which y/n gives a slightly awkward smile.

Naoya scoffed. He couldn't believe he disengaged for nothing. But better safe than sorry.

"Go, master Naoya!" Ranata called from the sidelines.

"Shut it!" Jinichi growled out.

"Sorry master Jinichi..." Ranata said looking down at the floor.