門 Konohagakure Gates

[Trigga]

Enter, NPC Gate Guard

The sun that loomed subsurface radiated vividly; an essence of warmth and comfort ostensibly sapping the lead Hidden in the Leaf of any adversity. The fortress of oak only reinforced the defense snarl of timberland which would scarcely give the location of such a well-protected, and beloved jewel to any opposition. And while a nation only consumed in the act of war and bloodshed for the sole reason of claiming the home of the Shinobi, today shattered such an evil presence. Poetical notions, and annotations aside-- Konohagakure was simply and uttered beauteous; and allowed the world around it to not only accept, but gawk in envy at its beauty.

However as all things of valued merited proper protection, the Shinobi of the Hidden leaf safeguarded its massive entry point-- the Konohagakure Village Gates. The massive structure of numerous earthly minerals held a serviceable and solid exterior, and would fend off any attack. However it worked not alone as its guardians rested easily at the base of the entrance inward. The large, and circumpolar insignia of the Leaf embedded on its surface in a tinge of red, its symbolism spoke only to the will of fire, and that alone. Directly standing in front of the gates, garbed in the traditional wears of a veteran Ninja, the current shift of one peered outwards. A Hyūga whose eyes even pierced the densest of steels, it was his sole obligation for the day to not only fend off prospective threats; but permit safe entrance into the Ambrosial Eden with the right credentials and rationale.

Though silent steps went unheard, the visage of the man approach didn't fall beneath the range of the Byakugan and before he even stepped within fifteen meters, his presence was already registered. Stepping forward, moving with a hushed stride that aimed to close the gap of fifteen to five, the Patrolman ceased his progression upon hearing the comment that left the newcomer's mouth.( “Niidaime Raikage?... Whats the deal with all these Kages coming to the Hidden Leaf?”) He mused to himself before clearing his throat-- a cough falling into the hole of his closed palm as it moved close towards his mouth. A courteous bow demonstrated to show signs of respect as the Hyūga soon lifted to face the foreign Leader.

“I will send word for the Hokage (If thats what he was referring to by Top Dog?), but while we wait, its standard etiquette that all foreign visitors relinquish any and all weapons and agree to a scanning process.... So if you would Lord Raikage-Sama, lift your arms and extend them out to your side”

While the Jōnin awaited some form of acknowledgement and conformity, he sent word to his partner who rested in the booth behind to call for the Hokage. Hopefully this transaction would be swift, and violence absent.

[Kayori]

A most peculiar sight greeted him as he walked up to the gates. Slightly open, the Uchiha made no attempt to widen the opening and made his way through the gap in the gates without so much as touching them. One of the guards was standing opposite a man, who from his stature seemed to be quite sure of himself.

And here he was, thinking that the door had been opened in advance for his leave. Hoping that this situation would prove to be interesting, the Uchiha quickly made up his mind to interfere. Walking up to the guard and the foreign shinobi, Kayori asked without any hesitation at all, introduced himself as well as asked the most obvious question of all.

"My name is Uchiha Kayori. Who are you?"

[Estilo]

My name is Uchiha Kayori. Who are you?

Not wanting to hold up the Hokage any longer, as he raised his arms and allowed himself to be searched, the half-masked male turned to the Uchiha with a raised eyebrow. “I'm the royal prince of Wunderbar, here on business with your king.” Who's to say he wasn't, among other things such as being the Niidaime Raikage? He'd smile lightheartedly, keeping his gaze on the young man as the guard removed various death dealers- a katana, a bowie knife, kunai and even his grenades. Ephemeral weapons formed through the kage bunshin technique- but the leaf ninja didn't know that. “It's a pleasure meeting you, Uchiha Kayori. You have an aura of confidence. I like that.”

Turning down to watch as the guard continued to remove the weaponry he had agreed to surrender until his leave, Atlas waited. “Oi,” He said, as the guard removed his packet of explosive tags. “Careful with those. They're expensive.” He had not been expecting such a social greeting upon arriving here, but it definitely made him smile. He was becoming quite the attraction here, wasn't he? Even the locals were coming up to meet him. He decided then that he should probably get around a bit more, make himself known on all borders.

But for now, he would wait for the Hokage on hasty foot.

-- Kage Bunshin (Shadow Clone)

[Kayori]

"Not as confident as you though," Kayori replied with a grin, a relaxed expression on his face. It wasn't because of his strength that he gained his confidence from, it was from the fact that this man before him gave the atmosphere such a heavy feeling he knew that if this stranger wanted to do something, there was hardly anything Kayori can do to stop him.

"Kayori-san, he announced himself as the Raikage when he approached us. Atlas the Nidaime Raikage to be exact," the Jounin who was searching the stranger's body spoke up as he went about his job thoroughly. This man was here to see the Hokage, there was no room for any mistakes especially if he was armed.

"If he's really the Raikage, you can stop searching him for weapons now," Kayori remarked casually as he shrugged. "They are called the Kage for a reason, and even with just their bare hands, they can just tear out our beating hearts before we can even blink, Hyuuga-san."

Grinning still, Kayori held out his hand with the sole intention of getting acquainted with the man before him regardles if he really was the Raikage or not.

"If you really are the Raikage, then let me try again. My name is Uchiha Kayori, nice to meet you."

[Trigga]

As the Hyūga came to the conclusion of his excavation, something didn't set well. This man, though well-prepared for conflict yet held such a positive, and insouciant air; it also reminded him of any other individual who passed by. An aroma so distinct and recognizable, it was hard to consider that this man-- this Atlas was the Niidaime Raikage. Men of such esteem and obligation were either notably sedate, or notably overconfident. Yet this person before him was neither-- he was the complete balance of the two. Even his speech pattern held such a regal undercurrent that was only masked by his relaxed nature and mannerism. Truly he held the disposition of any true leader; compassion, intelligence, and Mindfulness.

As the Uchiha approached, The man that saw all wouldn't stop his actions until they were completed in their entirety. His Byakugan reading the phantasmal map of the newcomer's chakra and his eyes widen only for a second. (“This is rather odd,”) He thought with self-conservativeness as something rather odd struck his senses of advanced sight. Scanning up then eventually down, taking in every single tenketsu and examining the stream of chakra that held such a lowness that didn't resemble that of others. (“For a Kage, his Chakra isn't comparable to that of Lord Hokage-sama, or the Lady Kazekage's”) and this wasn't a good synthesis when assuming the strength of a Shadow could carry the weight of an entire village; or so Kayori articulated just a moment ago.

Enter, Kage Bunshin

“Raikage-Sama, you do--” The Hyūga's words cut thin like a warm blade to a night, the Shinobi soon found himself turning to face that gates. (“So the Hokage has arrived?”) stepping to the side, giving both the Uchiha and the Raikage a glimpse of the jaws of the Gate widening, and soon the shadow of a man emerged through the severance in beauty. “Welcome to the Hidden Leaf, Raikage-sama,” a voice, though pure held a obvious tinge of maturity, and soon emerging garbed in a navy blue kosode, and white hakuma, the appearance of a light colored scarf swaying from the man's neck only highlighted the quality of his long, silk scarlet hair. The Hokage had arrived and soon positioned himself parallel to his guard's left.

“Its an honor to meet you. I'm Uchiha Ryūsuke-- The Yondaime Hokage.” A rather ceremonial announce used to address those who held condition and weight within the Shinobi World, the Hokage simply awaited an answer, his almond purple orbs peering forward towards the older individual who claimed the title of Raikage. Was he here for an audience as well?

[Estilo]

The guard finished his search, and the Uchiha extended a single hand.

“Pleasure's all mine.” Atlas replied, shaking the hand firmly with his own gloved paw. “Now, you wouldn't mind--” He stopped when he noticed the gate doors opening outwards behind the guard, a figure arriving from the vibrant village behind. “Ah! Just the man I was looking for.” Atlas beamed, taking the liberty to stride past the guard and the Uchiha youth he had just met to greet his fellow Kage. He stopped when the man was only meters away. “Uchiha Ryusuke, eh? The name's Atlas Burabiya- at your service.” He smiled, tapping his forehead with a saluted hand in greeting. He gauged the appearance of this young man, the garb he wore, the look in his eyes. Certainly youthful- at the prime of his teens, perhaps? They didn't have 'em like this back in the days. Most kages of old were just that- old. How strange it'd be to find out he was the oldest of this generation!

“I've come representing the interests of Kumogakure," He continued, a smooth silky voice escaping his lips. "I have a proposition for Konohagakure, you see. And for you, Hokage-sama. If you'll have me, I'd gladly enjoy having a chat with you. This is something that can change the tide of our conflicts. This is something that can transform our world.”

He was the quintessence of political professionalism. But a real charmer.

-- Kage Bunshin (Shadow Clone)

[Trigga]

The older male held such a luxurious air—as if his age and experience elevated him even above those who shared the same rank and vocation. Years of familiarity helped one gain the recognition and discernment required to not only lead a nation, but alter the entirety of a country itself. From a simple glance, Ryūsuke was well aware that the Raikage surpassed him in numerous avenues. Age being the palpable gap in terms of differences, the Uchiha couldn’t help but ponder on what else placed the two at a divergence. The thought of strength and talent only platform suspense of the most enticing sort that seemingly sent an electrifying chill up the young leader’s spine.

As the man expressed not only a equivalent echelon of respect for his younger equal, the mannerism in which he spoke his name only reinforced the Uchiha’s assumptions of both stature and aristocracy. “Burabiya-senpai, on behalf of the Hidden Leaf—I welcome you with open arms.” An exclamation that expressed the more obvious undercurrent of respect and reverence that the younger elite held for his aged superior. While it was odd for not only the Kazekage to be treading the interior of Konohagakure, but the Raikage wishing for admission as well, Ryūsuke wouldn’t spoil this opportunity. Ties within the Hidden villages had severed with war and bloodshed. Maybe this would be the moment that would institute a new era of peace?

“Maybe a more private setting will better fit the conversation to come?” Ryūsuke announced, soon turning and with a sigh of content, walked into the gates; the expectation being the red-haired Raikage to follow. Whatever the man had in mind for conversation clearly held some importance if he ventured so many miles to verbalize directly with his fire counterpart. However the intrigue came from the expectancy. What would they discuss in the presence of themselves and the lack of a formal audience?

Exit, Kage Bunshin
Enter, Konohagakure

[Comatose]

Addylove: 20(1.5)=30

[Estilo]

And so he'd been admitted into the village, with the Hokage taking lead.

"Allons-y!” The half-masked male jovially replied, his trademark smile breaching the expression on his face. He gestured towards the gates ahead of them with a curt nod. "A private setting sounds just fine. Lead the way, my friend. I'll follow.” He was glad to see that the civility in this region was on par with what he had expected. Surely, this would make the proposition he had easy to express. Hopefully, the conversation that was to come would be as smooth as their initial salutations. Before striding off, the Raikage would turn to the self-proclaimed Uchiha he had met just earlier and give a brief salute farewell. "Catch you around, Kayori-san.” And with that, he strode off, following the young Hokage's lead as they both entered Konohagakure.

-- Kage Bunshin (Shadow Clone)
--Exit!!

[Messatsu!]

x2 Multi-

+126 @ Ryu

[Kayori]

Kayori watched the exchange between the two Shadows, one of Lightning the other of Fire. Neither showed visibly any signs of their chained abilities, but the atmosphere was still heavy from the tension in the air. A master had told him before, only fools allow themselves to flaunt their strength. Powerful shinobi like the Kage had to keep their powers in check, or else people would faint and buildings would collapse around them.

Mentally nodding as what his master had said proved to be correct, the Uchiha kept quiet as the two leaders spoke to each other, addressing the other party with equal respect without belittling themselves.

Kayori nodded physically this time as the Raikage bid him farewell and watched as the two shinobi leaders walked into the village, the gargantuan doors closing behind them. There was much to do if he ever wanted to catch up to them.

[tigaevo]

Ill be back its about that time.

Exits

[Kayori]

As expected of the guards, Kayori allowed himself to be checked when he approached the village gates in his disheveled appearance. His blonde hair was all over the place, some places covered in blood. His black shirt was the same. Here and there were splotches of blood stains, having already crusted in the time Kayori had used to get back from the mission.

"It's me. Kayori," the Uchiha announced as he held up his arms. All he wanted now was a hot shower, not for his body to be a pincushion for a dozen kunai ready to be thrown at the slightest hint of a threat. The guard who came down recognized him immediately, and quickly granted him access into the village.

The blonde thanked him and swiftly made his way into the village, heading in the direction of the Kage's tower.

[King]

Opposed to his usual abrupt entrance, Kouketsu's arrival at the gates of Konoha was rather lackluster. His white-robed figured stood out against the rolling horizon, accompanied by the refined Mizukage herself. Still, he lingered behind her only a step or two, every vigilant as he almost loomed over the much shorter female's shoulder. Any of the guards, had they the means to augment their vision, would've been able to make out the two approaching figures. Their pace indicated no rush, but who knew?

Once they arrived at the gates themselves, Kouketsu was greeted by the two main guarding shinobi. They sat behind a desk just beyond the massive wooden threshold, their eyes locking firmly on the two visitors. Again, relations between Kirigakure and Konohagakure weren't the best. So, why would their leader travel so far to see them? Clearly, it was important business.

The thinner of the two guards, a young man probably in his twenties, addressed the Mizukage with a curious tone. "Greetings, and welcome to Konoha. What's the nature of your visit, miss?"

"Miss Mizukage," Kouketsu instinctively corrected the boy. The Leaf guard glanced at the white-robed figure only once, having had his fill of the commanding presence that radiated from the tall, almost lanky pale being.

"Miss Mizukage," the guard restated.

[Sayomi]

Having taken the lead some time ago, Masumi had felt quite comfortable with her lion prowling behind her, stalking more skillfully, adept and aloof than the maidens own shadow. Their approach the gates slowly, the Mizukage gazing upon the large construct as she allowed her gaze to skip from interest to point of interest. Before Masumi could correct the insolent guard her own guard had corrected him, smiling she cleared her throat, the soft alluring chime of her voice leaving Masumi's lips..

"I wish to have an audience with the Hokage If I may."

There was no need for her to say or add anything else, after all she was the Nidaime Mizukage, even with the relations between Kirigakure and Konohagakure strained her being here was justified in a right. Her thoughts wondered what kind of kage her was, what type of person, how'd he run his village, but such things were questions she'd withdraw herself from asking. She came a a strict agenda of business. And the Mizukage wasn't one to waste her own time because hers was gold.

"I'm a busy woman so I'd like it If i were in an out."

She'd add looking over the lanky, thin man. With everything going according to plan she'd be back in her home by tomorrow, and on the road by later tonight, maybe she'd stay in a room, but she wasn't too keen on such an idea. After all an attack did happen on the very man who guarded her. She could only but wonder, how hard his fingers itched to slay these people. It'd be fun to watch she thought, but she couldn't think of such things now. Clearing her mind she was ready to meet the Hokage.