for the future [chae]

As I would have patiently waited for the man to arrive, I had lost myself in a bit of thought, more so like daydreaming. I couldn’t help but fantasize about a world where Kirigakure had influenced and ran all of the other shinobi villages, policing the world in the most brutal way. Despite all of the other villages feeling miserable under Kirigakure’s reign, we were living lavishly, and the world had been peaceful. None of the villages had dared to oppose Kirigakure, not even united; our hands had engulfed the world.

Before I was able to finish daydreaming, I heard the door of the elders room open, and my closed eyes popped out to set upon the man who I had called for. This man before my very eyes was my sworn brothers’ cousin, I saw little to no resemblance, but features did not always matter, I supposed. Due to the results of being a drunkard, it seemed that I had been right about his whereabouts, and what he had been doing. As he stepped in—albeit sluggishly, the ANBU closed the door behind him and vanished away into hiding.

I smirked at his comment about my eyes; I hadn’t even known that they had changed until I looked into the originals eyes. Whatever the scientist had done to me had seemed to affect my entire body in one way or another. I rose up off of my hand as he sat back in his seat, questioning his reason for being here. I didn’t want to waste his time, I known he had more drinking to do, so I gotten right to the nitty-gritty.

“This is the first time we’ve met, Ju-san. I am Fūma, Yokumaru, Head Jounin of Kirigakure, and Akira-sama’s sworn brother. I’ve asked you to come here for two reasons; to get to know you, and to speak with you about the future of Kirigakure. So, if you don’t mind me asking. . . How far are you willing to go for Kirigakure?”

My arms had rested upon my lower chest as I crossed them, leaning backwards into my seat, though in a more relaxing manner for a sober man than your own.

Waiting for his response to my question, my eyes carefully watched his body gesture as he was beginning to sound off a response. It was quite interesting to see; despite being in his drunken stupor, he was able to get himself together to perform a proper response. Though, he hadn’t been there all together with it, his speech was still sluggish, but he could think properly. Only features like this could come with years of drinking, and maybe training to become more tolerable with it.

And, like I had wanted, he had given a concrete response. A loyal Kirigakure shinobi was always a good thing to have, making my smirk become a grin, even. With it, some of his personality came into play as he continued to speak, willing to be down for whatever like a true goon—shinobi of Kirigakure. His love for money would no doubt make him the perfect man for the mission I had in mind, plus I would get to see what he is made of in person.

He had to be a capable shinobi if he was kin to Akira, I wouldn’t think that any shinobi from the Kushinada clan was a slacker or weak. But that was left to be seen. “Loyal to the village and able to retain your own personal goals, aside from the villages. That’s admirable for shinobi, since most only live and die for their village, not having any sort of dreams for themselves outside of it. And your particular goal will make you perfect for the mission that I have in mind. Have you ever been to Kaminari no Kuni?”

I, or rather, the real me was there now, to test out the abilities of what the experiments had given him. If he would truly accept the mission, then he would be dispatched immediately to join up with the real me. “As you would know, there is where Kumogakure lies. It is quite possible that Kumogakure is the second most well off village next to us. And well—I want to change that, by robbing the village of their wealth. It might be a bit of a suicide mission or seem like one. But if we are successful, then we can come up on a huge reward for the village and ourselves. So, what do you think of that?”

This time, I myself changed my gesture, uncrossing my arms as I leaned in forward to the table. My elbows rested gently upon the, and my fingers interlocked like a bridge just beneath my nose. I looked into his eyes, and I wanted to see if I could pierce into his soul; to see if I could see the flames of passion for the money and fame that would come with completing such a mission burning in his eyes.

I could see the change in him as he had accepted my offer even before saying it; I had already known what the verdict was going to be. I moved my hands down flat against the table and pushed myself up from my chair as he talked, and basically did the same. He was up and ready, and could also read my mind, I had known that it would look bad if we went in like whom we were, headbands and all. With a nod, I prepared myself for my final words before we would set off.

“Yes, of course. I didn’t plan on going in like this. The last thing I have to say is; I am only a Kage Bunshin of the real Fūma Yokumaru, he is already in Kaminari. So, I will pack and prepare a disguise for him when I travel with you there. Once we get there, I will disperse to send him this knowledge and have him rendezvous with you.”

With that, I made my way around the table and headed toward the door, it was time to set out on an adventure to Kumogakure. “Let's roll.”

[Exit.]