Let's go make fried rice!!!! ((Nasa))

((One days travel based on 24 hours))

Clous kicked of the tree branch propelling himself through the air before he would touch down again and repeat. He went over the mission in his head. What all it called for, honestly they didn’t really need to make it look like an accident. The Bandits would attack somewhere else thinking one of the neighboring villages or what ever. That would lead to more business for them.

As cold as it may have seemed it was a legitimate business gesture. Of course he quickly dismissed that knowing his parents would have never approved of such a thought. Then again they weren’t there. The more he continued the more he felt like the sniveling weasel that caused all of his Clans problems. He sighed pushing it out of his mind as he focused on completing his mission to the letter and nothing less.

The day went by with little to no conversation between the two as the headed toward the land of rice fields. They occasionally stopped for a break or two when needed. There was no point in getting all fatigued and stressed out on the way there. With a plan of infiltration in mind Clous kept it to himself until they made it to the outskirts of operation point.

“I’ve been thinking, we have a little while till dusk. I say rest and let the booze flow. These guys are bandits, they rarely go on night raids and their undisciplined. Only problem is there are so damned many of those maggots. We can move under the cover of night, and if you really want to make it messy then some mist.” He looked back to her wondering what her response would be. Sure they could go in now, but the means at which they reach the end could be a real pain in the ass.

Kutsuu was slowly pushed out of the picture as he allowed Sanzen some freedom for the time being. She quickly slipped back into herself, her black hues beginning to appear like burning coal before turning blood red. Little streaks of black remained in them, making it appear as though she had the Sharingan. However, these were lines rather than small oval like shapes. It kind of hurt to feel her body again. It almost felt as though she were ripped out and placed into a weak, muscle lacking doll. She nearly stumbled a few times while they leaped from tree branch to branch but she managed to recover quickly. This was mostly due to her iron will. She refused to allow herself to be so easily weakened and she also refused to embarrass herself before this Chunin. Now she wished to know his name. Stupid Kutsuu, he was driving her nuts. She needed to find that male who did this or more so, find the white haired blue eyed cloaked male who may be able to help her rid this curse. She missed her spirits...especially Kairo.

It wasn't long for mid day to turn to dusk. They took few breaks, not saying much as Sanzen tried to analyze him more and more. They maybe stopped for a drink and snack here and there but otherwise they kept moving. Luckily Sanzen was used to constantly being on the move, otherwise she may have very well been ready to pass out by then. Especially considering they've been continuing forward all day. They would need to stop eventually though.

As dusk grew close and the sky before them grew from blue to pumpkin orange, the two finally stopped. Her burning crimson hues watched the blazing sun in the distant as its rays casted shadows on the forest floor beneath them. They had traveled out of Konoha's familiar forests a long time ago before making their way through some empty prairies and back into a minor forest again. This was contained more conifers then it did other trees like Konoha's wide variety. It was rather odd.

Sanzen stood silent as she listened carefully for any odd sounds. She heard the usual crickets and occasional hoot of an owl but for the most part the only thing that even came close to "out of the ordinary" was the shrill sound of the wind blowing through the trees. It whispered stories as it ran along the tree bark and through the branches; spreading the word around. A leaf fell before Sanzen, causing her eyes to instantly zone into it before the Chunin snapped her attention towards him. Finally she made some eye contact. But would he notice the sudden change in her behavior?

“I’ve been thinking, we have a little while till dusk. I say rest and let the booze flow. These guys are bandits, they rarely go on night raids and their undisciplined. Only problem is there are so damned many of those maggots. We can move under the cover of night, and if you really want to make it messy then some mist.”

Sanzen gazed into his hues for a moment as though trying to pierce through to his soul. Before staring to long she then turned her attention to the ground below. She peered all around as she spoke, making her seem excruciatingly paranoid.

"I think I agree with you," she whispered lightly, the wind covering up majority of the her sound, "besides we need to rest up a bit before heading straight into battle anyway. Lets wait about 2 hours before heading towards the base. I say we refrain from using any mist though."

She turned her attention back to him once more before closing her eyes and letting out a sigh. For once she sounded like a female. In fact she sounded like herself. It were as though a dark facade was torn down and the true nature came out but the truth was Kutsuu was taking a break and examining the scenario. She wasn't sure what he had in mind and personally she didn't want to know. Maybe he was waiting until they got back, letting her control for now, but until then it was all a mystery.

"By the way... I know it's a little late but Sanzen is my name. May I ask what yours is? It's best we fully know what each other is capable of before heading into the hideout. This way we have an idea of what to expect from one another... we'll worry about our fight later..."

They would have some small talk for now if he allowed. This way they learned about one anther. Once this was done though then it was time to prepare for the assassination as the sun fell out of sight. From the looks of the sky, clouds would darken out the moon and provide them with excellent cover while the wind wound hide any noise they may make. Good thing Sanzen wore her fireproof gear and clothes over top. Otherwise she may have found herself a bit chilly of the briskness of the air.

“I think I agree with you.”

Those words hung in Clous’ head for a while. When she stared at him he stared back, it seemed Tatsuma was right about the spirit thing. So Clous found it impossible to hold anything against her. But that didn’t change the fact that he wanted a rematch. “Ok fine no mist, just kill my fun. Guess I’ll just gather what I need now.” To reduce noise Clous took his Katar and pierced the cold hart dirt living them prone ready to grab if need be.

Forming a few quick handseals Clous started gather large amounts of water. They moved over his arms and soon his whole body. It appeared to be that water armor jutsu but it was far from that. He was just storing it while keeping it ready to use at the same time. “Sanzen? I’m…Clous Sinota.” He remembered her last name from the Uchiha saying it. So far there was very little to worry about. Neither would he use his eyes if he didn’t have to.

“Well for starters incase it isn’t obvious I specialize in suiton based Jutsu, and Kenjutsu. I also have a bit of wind but none of my wind based stuff is going to help us here. Other than that assassination is my forte. These Katar make it easy though.” He pulled both weapons form the ground showing the large double bladed weapons. His chakra and the water formed over them as he formed the mist blade and let them be for the time being.

“So we’ll move on in two hours. I think a clone or two would be a good idea too. I doubt ti will happen but I don’t like the possibility of someone being able to sneak up on me. Especially these rugged bastards, that would just kill my pride as a shinobi completely.

"And I possess Katon and Doton Ninjutsu. I can easily sneak about using it but only on ground floor probably. Aside from that my other specialty is Taijutsu. But yes... in two hours... for now let's prepare"

With that said she leaped and vanished into the canopy above. For now she would take a position there and watch for any possibly threats. Also if anyone from the bandits hideout would pass by. Maybe they could sneak in as one. Considering she had never been on an assassination mission before, aside from going in and killing people in fights, she was relying mostly on what her first teacher taught her. Which this was information she received well over 10 to 15 years ago. She set up her kunai and rechecked all her tools before placing them all back in her pouch. She gazed around for the final time; waiting for two hours to pass, for the sun to sink beneath the earth, and for the night to shroud the world in darkness.

It was then they would assemble and strike.