☆ natsuzemi

[KEITH]

("As if autumn is faintly creeping upon me,
That sort of scent is lonely to me...")

Upon entering the village, many people would see the young Nara carrying the girl into the village upon his shoulders. Though, he didn't stop to look at them, or answer the questions about what he was doing. He kicked up off of the ground, and leaped onto a nearby stand, and then constantly moved from thing to thing, until he would reach the village rooftops. He surged through the rooftops of the village with his brilliant speed. The paralyzing affect of the girl would soon begin to wear off, letting her return back to full control of her body. The placed he had chosen to stop at was upon the top of his apartment buildings, he gently let her down upon the cold concrete building. Once he placed her down, he moved back and away from her, with his head hanging down, and covering his face from her.

The realization of his actions was setting upon him, that his actions were too rash and hasty. As a shinobi, that type of strategy upon the battlefield could have put him and others in danger, and besides, he didn't know this girl who he was dealing with either. He probably scared her, making her fear that her life was on the line, but the Nara wasn't that type of person. He was fifteen meters away from her, running his fingers though his hair, combing the left side back behind his ear. ("I'm sorry...my name is Uneri..Nara Uneri.") He said in a low and calm tone, not knowing what to do.

He had experienced this feeling before, about four years ago when he had received the large "X" shape scar upon his back. He wondered if it was the same thing, and what was happening to him. It had seemed as if he was losing himself to his inner hate. Though, he seemed to be free of it now, he wasn't completely back to his old, cheerful state. But, rather stuck in a limbo state between the two. ("What's happening to me..? Am I losing myself..?") The Nara had said to himself, within the confines of his head. He would then advert his attention back to the woman again.

("This is how I will assist you..I brought you here into the village to meet the Nidaime Hokage. I was suppose to meet with him here today, to talk. But, I suppose that you can have your little discussion with him first.. I know my method was a bit..harsh, but forgive me if you will. I only meant you help you, while making sure you wasn't dangerous to the village or me.") He couldn't bring himself to make direct eye contact with her, due to his inner conflict within himself, and what was becoming of him. He had the face of a lost person, who was confused about where they were and what they were doing. He stared at the ground infront of her, near her feet.

He had then remembered that she told him about where she was from. Hoshigakure, originally, but moved around a lot and ended up within Kusagakure. It was his home village, he longed for returning home, but wasn't something that he could just do so easily. He didn't want to betray Konohagakure or just leave them - since they had done so much for him over the last, almost nine years. He lived the country, the village, and the people within it.

They all reminded him of Kusa no Kuni and Kusagakure, thought things were slightly different, environment-wise. ("Kusagakure was my original home..I lost everything that I had loved, almost about nine years ago. I didn't know that the village was being rebuilt and constructed after all these years.. Hmph, I haven't even tried to help it...And, I claim to love it so much..") Depression and sadness had clouded his mind, as he began to have flashbacks of his early years in Kusagakure, all the way up into the end of the war.

This woman had seemed to also experienced the same thing, he thought maybe that was why she was so emotionless. And, right now, he just seemed to be down and out of it. What was he to do with himself? He had promised himself that he wouldn't be one of those people who was a complete and total downer. But, reality hits you hard, and you can only be so strong for so long, and so naive even shorter than that. He had wondered what had ran throughout the woman's mind as he spoke.

[Kitty]

Don't lose who you are, in the blur of the stars

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She was forced into a village, what she could only assume to be Konoha - which she had indeed stated to be her desired destination. This man had taken her to where she wanted to go, however he did so brutally and in a very unorthodox manner. She felt the paralysis effects wearing off her body, and as she was dropped to the stone roof of an apartment building, movement began to come back to her. Her body lay down on its side, hands fell to the cold dirt on the solid roof below her, pushing her body up just enough that her head was about level with his knees. Her head turned to face him, enraged with his actions, her pupils stabbed the air with their ferocity.

The man looked ashamed, and so he should have, Tsuki had no sympathy, she was greatly angered by what he had done. " ..you give your name. You give your name now, of all times?! " she slowly stood to her feet, her long hair blew sideways in the breeze and both her sleeves and the behind of her jacket followed a similar trend, she was confident and courageous, she was not afraid of this man, and she was to express herself harshly in front of him. " Nara Uneri! You will give my weapons back immediately . Taking my items, simply because you can; would be typical of a shinobi of the Great 5 Nations. Pathetic. War is over, and you still long to disrupt the chance of peace. You are a disgrace to your village, playing a cheap trick like that. " Her fists clenched with fury, she had hoped to keep herself calm and diplomatic, particularly since she was to see the Hokage and discuss openly with him for the reason she came here, however it proved difficult.

" Your reasoning is just as pathetic as you are. Attacking someone, unarmed from an underdeveloped country, who had already confronted you and told you of their plans, and you think of me as a danger to your village? Rubbish. I do appreciate the gesture of taking me here, but it was something I could've found myself with directions. Furthermore, if you do not recognise the importance this discussion could have, you are just as inconsiderate as all the other selfish bastards in the Great Nations! " The man avoided eye contact, he clearly was not proud of what he had done, but none the less Tsuki ranted at him. Though, she did need to calm herself down, it was necessary for the future plans she had with the Shodaime.

Her eyes took to the area around her, even under the night sky the village had a strange warmth to it. Buildings towered in various locations, and various shops and night-life was clearly prominent within the streets, this village was well established and clearly was functioning to a high degree, she was jealous. As her attention returned to Uneri, she became aware that there was a distance between the two now, a distance he had created himself, as opposed to the small space he created before he attacked her. He didn't appear to seek violence again, for now anyway, which was a start.

He began to speak once more, this time about his own history, he was opening up to her a little. " Then join its ranks and help it establish the shinobi that it's lost. If you really wished to help the country, if you were really loyal to it, you would leave this already functioning nation, and help the one in dire need. " Her tone was somewhat more civil, however she hadn't forgotten that he had her weapons, she was eager to have them back, being that she had little else to defend herself, and no money to purchase new ones.

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[Trigga]

“Persuading my shinobi to leave, aye?” A low, though mature voice heightened.

Through the shadows, which beckoned through the numerous tree and village edifices, that neighboring the nearly uninhabited area, a sleuth emerged. Soft steps against emerald blades signaling the emergence of a new entity, and considering stipulations as to why people were even here, the Nara would most likely know who was arriving.

Sallow rays from Tsukuyomi herself shimmering down upon the land, making features once indiscernible, evident—a vivid picture was drawn. Short, hirsute hair of cherry blonde falling from the man’s scalp, medium bangs concealing the attractiveness of his mauve hues. A youthful, though sharp facial structure accompanying a toned, masculine body. A kosode—single sleeved warming his left arm, while his left, exposed to the chill of the night was only comforted by a coil of a dark chain. His attire itself, completely black which opposed his rather vibrant features, the Nidaime Hokage had no sooner arrived when the young woman announced her concerns to Uneri returning back to his motherland of Kusagakure.

Standing stoic, upright in carriage and arms folded over his chest, the young Uchiha rested, conscious of his surroundings. Having been alerted by the Anbu of the village of Uneri’s arrival with an unsuspected guest, he knew in advanced where the boy planned to take her. Nonetheless, her purpose of being in the Hidden Leaf was more the less undisclosed for the time being. Interrogation was the most effective route, for her origins could be false, and her intentions, of pure malice; nonetheless, such tyranny of the body wouldn’t be put to practice on such a day. If the Nara trusted her enough, then the Fire Shadow could trust his subordinate.

“Welcome to Konohagakure no sato.” He greeted with a pleasant smile.

[KEITH]

The Nara had listened to everything the girl had said, though he didn't respond to any of it. For, she was right about most of the things that she had said. He really didn't have a means to counter her argument. He just listened, until his eye contact met her own when she asked to join her, basically.

To join and help out Kusagakure and the other countries that was in need of help. As soon as he was about to reply to that, he had heard another voice that had seemingly came out of nowhere. But, it didn't alarm him in anyway, it was one that he had known very well. One he was actually accustomed to - the voice of the Nidaime Hokage, Uchiha Ryūsyke.

Of course, the Nara had loved the village, and wouldn't ever think of deserting them after all that had happened. After everything that they did for him. But, if he had to go to do something, he would make sure it was okay for him to do it. That was actually his reason for meeting up with the Nidaime today, he had planned to take a small trip, just to do some investigating on his behalf.

("Nidaime-sama, your appearance today means that it is alright..?") He had asked curiously, though not being specific, for anyone could be listening to his plan and might compromise it. Even the little blond chick. With no doubt in his mind that everything was kosher, in a burst of speed, he had flickered away, leaving the girl and the Nidaime upon the rooftops.

Exit.

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Sorry, had to do that shitty post and dip out. xP
Anyways, upon Kitty leaving the village, she will receive;
1,000 Ryo from me
Knuckle Duster
Kunai (Throwing Knife) - [1 Packs]
Senbon (Throwing Needles) - [1 Pack]
Senbon Launcher - [2 Packs]
Exploding Note [1 Packs]
Blank Scrolls

[Kitty]

Don't lose who you are, in the blur of the stars

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Footsteps from behind alerted her attention, the man before her was for a time forgotten about, for her head made a subtle turn in order to face whatever it was that stood behind. Eyes painted a passionate purple would fall upon a man of youth, although older than her; his blonde waves with bangs falling over his forehead. A body of might, toned and trained for all forms of taxing, tiresome combat. His voice was deep, as any mature male's was, certainly no matter what light one saw him in, he was strong. His question was rhetorical, but she knew he had more to say, he stepped forward, clearly armed and prepared to fight should need be, her reasoning for being in Konoha was for most of the population, unknown after all.

She heard Uneri speak out to this unnamed male, who had so discretely appeared from the shadows, referring to him as ' Nidaime '. It quickly struck her that this title was given to those who sat in the seat of Kage, and if that were the case, then this man could only be one person. Tsuki didn't quite care what it was Uneri had been talking about, she only wanted to see what if he had implied was true, after he gave a short and sweet welcome to his village, she felt it was her time to speak out. " Nidaime? Then..you must be the Hokage. " Her body fully turned around now, she faced him directly, Uneri disappeared off, and although he still held her weapons, she found that confrontation with this unique figure was more important.

The visuals of power, the strong voice, the strange entrance from the shadows and the polite welcoming, whether he answered or not, she was quite sure of who he was now. " I have quite a bit to talk to you about. I come from Kusagakure, and although I am not official, nor requested by others to come here, I feel as though I should also represent all the other nations outside the Great 5. I understand my appearance here was abrupt and erratic, but if you would be so kind as to listen as to what I have to say, we can hopefully come to some sort of an agreement. " Her expression was serious, and her tone made no contrast to it, should the Kage indeed listen to the kunoichi, she could make that one step closer to achieving her dreams.

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[Trigga]

His arrival in this unidentified location was secretly meant to grant acquiescence, or denial to the young Nara’s request obtained prior. However with his tagalong, and her rather stoic approach, it seemed granting admission into the world was now obligated. “Yes, Uneri. Return to us soon, you hear?” Normally, being so lenient was a thing of the past—several years in the past to be more correct; nonetheless, being confined to one area for a long time became strenuous. This particular Jōnin had proven his loyalty twice over, and his return would be anticipated, not disregarded. As upon his first arrival, the man would be welcomed with open arms. Upon his vanishing act, all the Uchiha was left with was the woman of unknown origins.

As she spoke, and stepped closer, the purple, calculating hues he possessed treaded over her frame, as her blank lilac did over his. She was analyzing him, and for what purpose still went unanswered. Nonetheless, it mattered little, and as she spoke, her words seemingly flooded his ears with sycophancy, but that undertone of seriousness didn’t escape him. She had busy to discuss, and while normally he wouldn’t consult with such people of important matters this unceremoniously, she had come some ways. A brighter, more comfortable air would need to be provided for them to discuss her reasoning for being in Konohagakure.

“We can discuss this over tea, if you don’t mind.” And with that, and a simple spin on his heel, the Uchiha turned his back towards the woman and began a progression back into the village. If she decided to follow, she would be led to one of the more family-oriented shops within the village. A small hub, no larger than a standard size house, family owned and ran; perfect for avoiding masses of individuals. “Ladies first?” He’d comment, pushing the door open, and allowing for her to enter first. This of course would only happen if she indeed decided to follow him back into the heart of the Hidden Leaf.

[Kitty]

Don't lose who you are, in the blur of the stars

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The Hokage had been fluid in response, suggesting the pair continue discussion over tea. The girl was not fond of this sort of social outing, going out for tea would surely stray away from the importance of the debate, however this man showed no restraint to the idea, regardless of her answer he had already began to make his away to, wherever it was that tea was served. With no other choice, Tsuki was forced to follow. The kunoichi jumped from building to building with some swift, subtle movements, her eyes gazed down upon the metropolis that was Konoha, its bright lights and night life so exciting to witness for one with a history of homes located in - what could only be described as economic crisis's.

As they landed to the ground, a small tea-house was seen immediately in front. The Hokage had promptly approached the building, opening the door for the young girl to enter - at least he had some manners. Still, Tsuki remained silent, no signs of outstanding expression upon her figure. She entered through the door, her golden jacket floating just behind. She did not care much for orders, so when asked for an order by a waiter they were completely ignored, instead she made her way to a seating area, where she would; naturally, sit. Once the Hokage had followed, she would speak, she did after all, have a lot to say. " I wish to discuss the current economic climate of Kusagakure and the other minor nations. I am asking that you Hokage, have some input in re-establishing them. "

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[Trigga]

“Green tea, please?” The Hokage inquired, soon the waitress answered with a nod and giggle. Needless to say, the Fire Shadow himself was revered for his charm and elegance during all matters of the day. Raised as a gentleman, and trained as a conversationalist amongst other fields of expertise, for the lack of bettering wording, he was quite gregarious. As the guest decided to so rudely not even hint her concern for a infusion, all the young man could do was smile and gradually follow behind. Shaking the hands of his citizens and patting the backs of others, Ryūsuke wasted little time and admiring his populace before taking a seat across from the woman.

“Here you go, Hokage-sama,” with a nod and a generous thank you, the Waitress was waved off as steam lifted into the area. Warm, suitably prepared tea sitting directly in front of him, platform on the circular table they sat around. As she spoke, the Hokage took the time to reflect while indulging into the herbal tonic that he had ordered. A soft sigh of content expelling from his lips as the Uchiha soon placed it down, touching the corners of his mouth with a tablecloth not a second later. Digesting the drink, as well as her words, he browsed over his own thoughts, caught in the complexity of what to say in a situation like this.

Relaxing into his seat, almost buying time as it would assume to those around him, the cherry-blonde Uchiha would motion into dialect. “True enough, the world is in dire need of restore and assistance from its inhabitants. Nonetheless, Konohagakure, regardless of how it may look, is still recovering from the Meteor collision that occurred several years ago. I’m confident I could speak on the behalf of the other Major villages that free hands should be used to restore our own before others…. Needless to say, I’m curious. What is the state of Kusagakure—as of now?” Wanting more information before making a final verdict, or furthering into the depth of this assumed serious topic, Ryūsuke required details that he himself couldn’t seize at the moment.

[Kitty]

Don't lose who you are, in the blur of the stars

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The Hokage took his time with preparations, making his order and focusing on his tea, which of course made things informal and really not her style. She sat impatiently as he had tea poured for him by a waitress, who was clueless as to the sheer importance of the discussion. Though, as he finally decided to speak out, in response to her own statement, he was certainly taking the matter seriously, which was a start, though she couldn't help but feel rather offended by his own opinion, she believed what he spoke was pure bias for his own country, he had no idea of just how poor the other countries conditions really were. Her eyes closed as he spoke, reopening again to show a spark of feisty behaviour that had not resided there before.

" Look. Hokage. " her tone was abrupt and rougher than before. " Konoha may not be in the best financial and economical state of affairs at present, but I assure you, to have an established government, a functioning economy and a hidden village for people to live in, certainly puts it far above Kusa, or any of the other ' minor ' nations. Because Hokage, those things are exactly what my village, and all the other nations lack. " She had answered his question, although indirectly, and with a sense of anger to her tone. " People have been left homeless, shinobi have to travel miles just to register themselves for missions, there isn't even a kage of the nation. We have nothing. "

Her voice had grown into a crescendo as she spoke, attracting the attention of many of the nearby villagers, she refused to remove her attention from the man before her, because his reaction was critical in his decision. " I assure you, Hokage, if your shinobi were to aid in the rebuilding of - at the very least Kusagakure, your village and your shinobi would go well rewarded. " She awaited his response, pleading that it was the one she had travelled so far to hear.

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[Trigga]

Her tone hissed with an expected anger that was surely to come with a passion held for her home. True enough, her words held truth, and while Konohagakure wasn’t experiencing the same echelon of opulence it had once lavishly danced upon prior to war, the minor countries and villages all surely found themselves in a worse quandary. Her carriage changing, as the attention of others lurked with prying eyes, the Hokage’s own glare intensified, almost pokerfaced, considering his previous display of munificence and humility towards the woman. Her words struck a certain vein, and now she would gain what she wanted—an answer. If she disliked it, or basked in it, well that was entirely up to her.

“Lower your tone,” He exclaimed with a commanding tranquility as the villagers who previously looked on, knew what was to come. Never before had they seem such a serious leader in the sense of anger, had the woman’s words really offended him so much. “You speak as if we owe you anything? Where were your village’s forces when Kirigakure and Sunagakure attacked Tsuchi no kuni’s capital? Where were your forces when they came to Konohagakure and destroyed everything not only I, but everyone else around us held dear? The message was clear, and it wasn’t a surprise, at least their resultant attack. I had sent word to my allies, and even those who knew not of my sovereignty as Hokage for help. I complained little. Yet you come here, contempt my citizens hospitality, talk to me as if I’m obligated to aid you, and expect me to be civil about this?” The Hokage’s words were stern, almost anger-filled as his eyes closed once more, a deep sigh expelling from his mouth as the audience continued to look on, though timorous in comparison to their previous acts of spying.

“Needless to say, such fervor from someone without the direct responsibility to act on such matters had inspired my humility. I apologize for my previous tone, but like you, I too care for my home—someone of your passion should understand my concern. If Kusagakure doesn’t have an ally in their reconstruction, they will have one in Konohagakue,” And with that, he would wait on her answer—retort, or anything of that sort acknowledgement to his seriousness. She could take it anyway she wanted, it mattered little to him. As long as she knew the Hidden Leaf would aid her in her efforts, along with her village would suffice.

“Though I do expect for you, in thorough detail, to explain to me what you’ll like from my village. As well as the status of Kusagakure. This will better help me allocate help so that we’re not hindered equally.”