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Once Yoshimaru and his son had stepped out of the bullet train, they began to make their way through the streets of Kumogakure. The place was beautiful indeed, and a very large city. Yoshimaru thought he could get used to this type of city, village, whatever you called it here. He wanted to try to get Yoshidoku into being a genin, and himself as a jounin of the place. Get a house, and all that good stuff. Yoshimaru could only dream of a better life for him and his son, maybe settle down and hopefully get remarried with the girl he was practically in love with. But they had been separated now, and there wasnt much he could do but write her letters, send her things in the mail. It would be his forbidden love life, like Romeo and Juliet. But that was all fantasy and myth, this was real. This was right here, right now real. It was live or die through his journey and he was lucky enough to live.

'Now... To find the Raikage Mansion...' Yoshimaru thought as he gripped tightly onto his son's small hand, not wanting the young boy to drift off and get lost. He began to lead himself and his son around the village, passing by many faces that seemed to glance at him, as he continued to wear his mask. He didnt want anyone to recodnize him, if they had visited Konohagakure at one point and had seen him before around there. One thing noticable was his Hashirama armour, which he just couldnt get rid of, but if he hadnt been so clingy to it, he would have trashed it a day or so ago. It was protection over anything, and this armour was just about as hard as steel; maybe even harder, but heavy as hell.

After a while of looking around and being completely lost, they had come apon a large building. It was ginormous, white, and seemed to be very clean and was well built. It was the largest building there in Kumogakure, and he had guessed it was the Raikage Mansion. There wasnt a gate, so Yoshimaru picked up his son and walked right in, following on the sidewalk which shortly lead to the door. Reaching out, Yoshimaru knocked on the door and looked around, waiting for an answer. He took off his mask and attached it to his armour for later, seeing as he wouldnt need to wear it anymore.

It's been awhile since she's been able to... how to say the word.. Relax? No, she wasn't relaxing. Maybe slacking off, but not relaxing. Both of her gloved hands were on her hips, her eyebrow raised as she looked what was in front of her. It was a kid, he seemed young, probably around 5 to 7 but looks can be deceiving, she knew that. He didn't have a headband so Hanashi guessed he could've been an Academy Student, but again, she didn't know. He had spiky blue hair that was tied in a short ponytail, his blue bangs falling to his face, making his onyx colored eyes look up ath the Shikyo woman. He wore a baggy light blue shirt and black pants, and of course the usual ninja shoes. So, why was Hanashi talking to this young boy? Well... she didn't even know why herself.

She placed her gloved hand at the back of her head, her face looking annoyed but trying so hard to let it get to her, even though it was failing. "Listen, little one", she started. Her emerald eyes looking into his onyx ones. "What do you want? I'm kinda in a hurry.." 'Or not...' To be honest, she didn't have anything to do today besides doing her usual stuff. That and check for anything that Raikage might've missed(not checked) so, after this episode, off the the Raikage's house!

The little kid puffed his cheeks and stared up at his superior in a way. He was a bit scared, yet excited of facing off against someone of a higher rank. Hanashi was called towards a shop, she forgot the name of it but it's known very well in Kumogakure for it's "magazines" that are for Adults only. The young boy hand a magazine in his hands, and Hanashi was notified of this because... well, she didn't know where the other advisor was(even though she felt as if the other advisor had dissapeared and left her to take care of this)and she was the only one who was free so... Yeah.

She extended her left hand out, which was hidden in her pocket and gave the boy a scolding look, as if she was the mother of the child and had just caught him looking at something he shouldn't. That's how she felt this punishment was heading. "Give it, boy", said boy had his cheeks still puffed out, his eyes looking almost, almost threatening. But Hanashi beat him with her own glare that seemed she was ready to kill the kid, and he quickly handed over the magazine. When he did, Hanashi smiled at him and patted his head. "Good boy! Now...", she got closer to his face, their noses touching as she tried "scaring" him. "If I see you trying to get a 'magazine' like this one again, I'll be sure not go easy on you." Hanashi straightened herself and patted his head and he quickly fled. She put the magazine back onto the stands and started going her merry way.

It was raining in Kumogakure, it was nothing new. It would, if it was allowed and controlled probably to let it rain all the time, seeing as a few people enjoy the rain. Hanashi was one of those people. The rain meant a few things to her, it reminded her of the old days, meeting Hitoshi once again and- She shook her head, her cloak covering her eyes, only letting her nose be noticeable to the people passing her by. For some reason, after being so much deep in thought, she arrived near the Raikage mansion. Her head lifted up a bit and blinked once, twice and one last time. What WAS she doing here? She didn't feel the need of coming here, so why? Did she subconsciously needed to talk to him? 'Nah.' But, what the heck? She noticed two figure near the front door of the Raikage mansion.

As the rain pelted down on her she hid her chakra and silently began walking towards them. If they were to turn around, her eyes were the only thing noticeable because of the such hard rain falling. Step by step she got closer to them until she was a few feet away from them and she asked. "I'm guessing you're here to see the Raikage, no?" Her voice was serious as she crossed her arms under her chest. If it was noticeable, they might've seen the raised eyebrow on her face, but maybe they'll see it later.

After waiting a few moments outside, it began to rain a bit. Yoshimaru sighed and thought 'I really wish the Raikage would answer the door right about now... I dont want to get wet.' But the roof above the door was covering them, but Yoshimaru, a large man, he could get wet very easly. Looking around, he saw no sight of anyone near them, just people running around looking to find their way back home. 'Come on..' He knocked on the door again, just lightly. Still, he waited, and still no answer. He was beginning to get a bit anxious and annoyed, but didnt show it at all. His son was in his arms and snuggled close to his father's shoulder and armour, trying to stay dry from all the rain that dripped down from the roof's edge.

Hearing light taps, like foot steps, Yoshimaru turned around to see a woman in a cloak. "I'm guessing you're here to see the Raikage, no?" The woman had spoke to them, as he smiled at her and tilted his head a bit. "Yes ma'am, I am. I travelled a long way... And it ends with me standing here out in the rain with my son." He joked a bit and smiled at her. 'I wish that cloak didnt cover most of her facial features... I cant tell if shes mad or what. I hope she isnt, its not like im here to cause trouble' He thought and smiled more at her, a friendly smile. He wasnt trying to make her uncomfortable. Yoshimaru was trying to get on her good side; it'd be a good idea if she was somewhat related to the Raikage in some way.

She was atleast a foot shorter than him, maybe a few inches down more. He was a towering 6 foot 4 over her short stature. His radiant blue eyes stood out more than anything on this man, other than his long brown hair, which drooped over his shoulders, the rest reaching just above his waist. His Hashirama armour gave off his relation to the first hokage; Senju Hashirama. There was a mask on the side of his hip, as it was attached. His son was in his arms, his hair was brown and spikey, and his face was unable to be seen as it was burried into his father's neck dispite the uncomfortable armour the man had been wearing.

Hanashi stared at the man and his child, her arms still crossed. He might've been at least a foot taller than her, but she didn't care. Height didn't matter if it came to the point of battle. She had a straight line as she took off her cloak, the top part of it anyway so her waist lenght hair fell softly as her emerald eyes stared at the young man and his son. Hanashi had this serious look on her face, or was it a bored one? Ehh, they were usually the same. "Ehh...", she placed a han on her forehead and looked at both of them and then walked towards the door.

"Don't worry if Kaji didn't answer you. This is a usual thing, we usually have to barge in because of him to be honest." Not that she minded, it was fun barging in. Even if she did look like she just woke up/annoyed/ready to kill someone when meeting the Raikage, it was fun nonetheless. "Name's Hanashi Shikyo, nice to meet you." Her tone of voice seemed rather.. off, mostly it sounded like she was annoyed, but her facial esxpression was calm. Before Hanashi even continued with the thought of bashing the door down, she eyed the man and his son. His blue eyes stood out, since it was actually the first thing she noticed about him. Then, his long brown hair that reached around his waist, just like hers and then she noticed it: The Hashirama armour. Her eyes quickly narrowed, slightly remembering of the Hashirama's. 'So, is he from Konoha, eh? Well, it's in Kaji's hands...'

Then, she noticed the child, making her eyes go instead of holding a serious look it held warmth, but it was only for a quick second, then she turned back her head towards the door and then poured some chakra on her right leg and quickly kick the door, the door flew inside the mansion, breaking some stuff and probably caused a commosion inside, if Kaji cared. When her right foot touched the ground, she walked inside, waving her hand at the two who were probably shocked at what she did, to a Kage nonetheless. "Come on, I'm guessing the commotion probably made Kaji aware that I'm here, or something." Then again, he didn't seem to mind it, so it would just depend on his mood today, or something. She hoped the young man and his son didn't seem 'too' shocked.

Yoshimaru was delighted to meet someone knew, and he couldnt judge this woman by her short stature, or if she looked weak. She accually looked like she was a slight body builder, and seemingly able to accually lift more than her own weight. Yoshimaru himself was accually larger than most men, having to tower over them, as if he had a disease that made him this way. But it didnt matter now, as long as he got inside the mansion and mat the Raikage, then everything would be fine. He didnt want to cause any sorts of trouble with this woman, or the Raikage himself.

Although when she was speaking to him, she seemed to sound... bored. It didnt bother him, but his own tone of voice was cheerful as usual. Always seemed to be happy and all that good stuff. When she introduced herself, he grinned at her and said, "My name is Yoshimaru Kangai, and its a pleasure to meet you as well." They were now walking through the mansion, as the large, white walls were shiny and clean, but he almost forgot to mention his son. "And this is my son, Yoshidoku." He smiled and the young boy in his arms turned his head a bit to look at the woman and he smiled, but then looked away. It was amazing how the small boy looked exactly like his father; same coloured hair, same brilliant blue eyes, and same smile.

Coming to a stop at a certain door along the hallways, it seemed to be bigger than most of the doors. 'This is where the Raikage must be at...' He thought and looked at Hanashi, about to ask her a question when all of a sudden, she kicked the door down as if flew open and into the room, seeming to cause some damage along the way. Yoshimaru slowly stepped in and looked around the room, then setting his son down next to Hanashi, "Raikage, sir?" He called out and looked around. He was quite nervous to meet the man but hopefully wouldnt do anything bad to him and his son.

And so as they finished conversing, the man of cloud and the man of weaving and crows came to an agreement. A trade of passion and price, both satisfied for what was to be delivered to them. Neither would pay if the other did not, and oh surely, Faust was able to pay. All that was left was for the trap to be tripped. He sat waiting, facing the man with whom he had just performed a deal of demonic proportions with. And so they came together here to destroy and gain. The room was fully at Faust's own leisure. All metal save for a dirt pillar on which the TV stood. Inviting in all respects. It was optimal, and so his victory was lain.

And with out much haste. The trap set it self off. Having felt before what he felt now from time in Konoha as its foremost protector. The feel of a Kangai and his child, very close now, almost able to be tasted upon ones own lips. And so he stood, prepared at last, only recently fully recovered from both trip and terrible strife which had befallen his home and he had suffered for miles upon miles away. Timing had become his perfected art, and it glowed out now in an orchestra of calamity.

He faced the moving barrier which would come toward him and reveal at long last what he had been searching. As it removed itself from the title of an obstacle, and the feeble voice of the feeble man spoke out for the Master of Cloud, he found instead, the man of crow staring him down, once again with more malice in his eye then ever before. Behind him the Cloud sat, watching it unfold, this event which had been long in the making, though short in delivery.

A kage holds leadership. There is none of that for you here Yoshimaru. Only death. A traitor to your people is all you shall be remembered for.

Caring not for even a childs well being, the battle ensued. There was no escape, and even less of a chance was about to be created. As he raised his hands, the man of crow projected the black birds into the air from his body, filling the room with its shadow as many became one. In their flurry, the door was shut, slamming a resounding doom in the ears of the prey. The predator had been waiting, preparing. All was lost to all but him now.

Flock of Insolence

And as these words were uttered, echoing through out the room, the man of crow melted into his beast of calling, and thus surrounded Yoshimaru completely with his own essence and being. His voice calling from all angles.

Bleed

And from the dome, several body masses fused and struck in from the out. IN the shape of a large and spinning four pointed star, created from the fowl. A bladed weapon known as a demon windmill shuriken. The number was three, and it was silence. Cloaked from light and all colored in the shade of the darkest black, both sight and hearing was lost to the Kangai pair, save for that of the furious beating of wings. The head the knees and the chest. A cruel justice would prevail.


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Jutsu Used

Spoiler:

Kajis post next. Enjoy. This was an approved act by the Raikage and as it falls under his jurisdiction, is valid. He can reaffirm such in his post.

Kaji had had an average morning he had spent his time watching his cartoon's on his television as he only wore his boxers. As he had his legs propped on the table he was laughing throughout the morning as he watched his favorite show. However his favorite show was such a idiotic show that he had no idea what its name was. So he was laughing at something he didn't even care to learn the name of. However as he continued to laugh a chakra signature came into play as it walked to his office escorted of course by his guards. As his door flew open from a careless kick from his black ops he was fully dressed and whistling while watching some documentary on snails.

The idea of him watching a documentary on snails is just strange to just about anyone I'm sure but if one had tried to dress themselves and change the channel in about 17 seconds or less they could see what they found on TV with there shirt halfway covering there head. As Kaji sat in his chair he swiveled it to look at the door as a man entered through the door. It was clearly someone from konoha and it made him almost sick. Konoha shinobi bugging him this early in his Kage-ship. He didn't want a war with them.... yet anyway but here was one that was clearly an official of some sort.

As Kaji looked at this man is purple eyes ready to flare with anger he noticed the very stitches across his body. Many would think that this man was battle scarred and full of experience. However Kaji knew better as he recalled this mans limited profile. Faust Arp, Konoha Jounin. One with a technique of wire and panic. As his mind processed this another similar profile came to cross his mind. Kakuza the one with Earth grudge fear the technique of stealing hearts and manipulating wire. A coincidence was it? Or is there something more? Kaji however displaced this information from his mind as the man seated in the chair without even asking to sit.

Kaji was expecting some bullshit about him not being a true Kage but this didn't come. Instead came the information he already knew of a Konoha Jounin defecting to become a missing Nin. Yoshimaru Kangai was it? Well it seemed that the man had reason to believe that this man was coming to Kumogakure no sato. This intrigued Kaji, why would the man come to tell him this unless he wasn't assured he could corner Yoshimaru before getting into Kumo? No that wasn't right this man could easily do it if his suspicions were correct. Coming to Kaji was just the easy way for him to take control of the situation.

Kaji could only let out a smirk as he listened since this man was brilliant. Playing chess with only four pieces on the board predicting the moves with accuracy and insight. One would call this man smarter than the raikage himself however Kaji started laughing. ”Shishishi, SHISHISHI, SHISHSISHI!” Kaji's laughter bounced across the steel plated room echoing louder yet softer with each bounce. The perfect echo of sound many would call it the sound of pure madness. As this echo occurred kajis hand flipped over his remote and his music began to play that linked directly to his wireless headphones that were embedded in his ears. The guitar started up and the beat played in Kaji's head only bobbing up and down as he listened to the mans proposal.

Yah, I get it your an outcast. Always under attack, Always coming in last.” The faint lyrics of shinedown's sound of madness reverberated across the room as he bobbed his head arguing with the man. As they finally came to an agreement an hour and a half had passed and the song had been looping the entire time and kaji's mind was in that sadistic mood he so enjoyed as he licked his lips. They had agreed that the price for Yoshimaru's life was fairly cheap. A summoning contract that the man had and a scroll that held Kage bushin. As the scroll was rolled out in front of him Kaji bit his finger and signed his name in cursive. Kaji Koi Kanto

As he smirked his blood drying his mind wandered to his fantasy of the blood being a woman nude and in his office however he snapped himself out of it when he heard his door crash down. 'Hanashi, again...' Kaji let the woman pms and walk in then out and soon Yoshimaru Kangai walked in and Kaji's hand fell to the button under his desk. He pressed it and the room buzzed as a layer of pure steel came crashing down closing off the room entirely. The door became blast proof that could literally withstand a subatomic explosion and the walls were defended and so was Kaji's book-cases.

As he waved to Yoshimaru as he got up propping a chemistry set under his arm he backed into a corner and over to a closet and entered it. ”Have fun you two, i'll be watching from in here so don't mind me. Shishishi. Play nice Fausty don't get too much blood on the floor.” In the closet Kaji sat back in a chair turned on a monitor and watched the outside his music still playing in his ears.

The moment Yoshimaru had spoke out to get the Raikage's attention, was the moment that would most likely he'd regret. Faust.. He had barged into the Raikage's office, and focused his attention mostly towards Yoshimaru himself. Looking back at his son, their eyes connected. "Daddy!" The eyes said, as Yoshimaru's eyes connected back and mouthed the words, "Get back." Then turning his attention to Hanashi, his eyes connected with hers and mouthed as well, "Protect him.." Just as he was done with his small gestures to the two people behind him, the doors closed instantly and cages fell down the walls and the wall turned to steel. 'Well... Looks like now im forced to fight Faust... No running this time.. I wont die.' He thought to himself and got into a defencive stance and stared at the Konoha Jounin that stood infront of him.

"Flock of Insolence." Yoshimaru heard Faust speak, as a jutsu was placed before he could do anything. A swarm of crows then flew at Yoshimaru, surrounding him and underneath him as well. 'Desprite times call for desprite mesures..' Yoshimaru thought and closed his eyes, then opening them again to reveal that his eyes had turned green, and his skin turning completely brown, and then his whole self turned into grey stone. 'Lets see if this works...' He thought and looked around himself. There was hardly any openings in this jutsu of Faust's. Small glimpses of the outside world was seen just slightly.

Yoshimaru crossed his arms and breathed in deeply, focusing deeply on himself and his body, every inch of it. His eyes snapped open in attention and flew his arms outwards, "BREAK!" He shouted as his body bursted into millions of almost millicular pebbles. The pebbles were thrashing around the crows, as the demon windmill shuriken rose out of the flock of crows, just instantly did Yoshimaru's pebblified body make its quick escape out of the opening it had made. Some part of the edge of the blade cut some of the pebblified Yoshimaru, more than likely to show up on his original state of body. In this form, he was vulnurable, but also very hard to hurt.

Slowly but quickly did he make his way out of the flock, the pebbles then shuddered against the wall of the building, and formed back into Yoshimaru. He was quite exhausted from that jutsu, since he had hardly mastered it or used it before. Just using it quite a few times, it had become easy for him, probably due to his pure blooded kangai bloodline. Either way, he had gotten control of it and made his way out of the isolation one way or another. Yoshimaru was now infront of the swarm, wondering when it was going to end or not. Now was a time for him to take action and wonder what next jutsu he was going to do, which he had thought quickly about that.

'Pebble Storm..' He thout as he made a handsign, activating his jutsu. Putting his left hand out, a firehose-speed-power of pebbles began to thash throughout the room, and especially fired at the flock of crows. In just seconds, the pebbles were surrounding the whole room, still aimed at the crows and many were on the floor, making about a few inches of it covered the floor, as if it were snow or sand. Quickly, he stopped and made a series of handsigns, about to do another as he quickly built up more chakra for this one. In just a few seconds after the pebble attack, the pebbles began to shake and surround the flock of crows, and every inch of the room, other than where Kaji was. 'Desert Coffin...' Chuckling, Yoshimaru opened his hand and then clentched it tightly. It was only a matter of seconds until all the matter in the room, other than Kaji, would be broken, squished, crushed, bursted. It was as if it were under so much pressure under water.

After a good ten seconds of squeezing all matter, he shouted out "WATCH OUT RAIKAGE!" He then made another hand gesture to make all the squeezed and pressured stone burst out in all directions, making holes in whatever it came to, dents in the metal and caged in walls, even the steel doors, and controlled it well enough to only hit Yoshimaru slightly.

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Spoiler:

And so expertly his initial attack avoided and cast into nothingness. Although certain of his victory before the beginning of it all, he was proven wrong, and so was fueled his desire to fight. Had it been so simple, no true honor to be had. No, now he would truly have to fight for the badge of honor in this, and so he would be satisfied. A game was to unfold, and so entertainment could be had for the Cloud. So could for all else who dared to watch and uphold the conflict that was about to unfold.

And so with no more use to hid amongst the flock, he exited the large body of continuous motion and took up the spot that was once held by Yoshimaru not moments ago, hiding in the crows while no longer being in their ranks. He stood now, once again the man of crow and not just a crow himself. And so he hid and the crows began to funnel into his body. As such occured, the shower of rock barraged the fowls, though shielded their master. Protection for now. As though rehearsed, the end of the shower came at the end of the crows return to their place in their master Faust. As the pebbles shook upon the floor and wherever else they did sit among the room, it was clear the purpose was to demolish him with imploding force, but no such feat would be obtained.

And so his skin turned deafly dark, as black as the crows he had just issued and reclaimed with in himself. So black from the power of rock, taking over his very skin and body, hardening him physically as though to reflect his resolve. So his body prepared for such a struggle, took the beating as the jutsu was used by the enemy, a failed attempt at destroying him. As his body became cloaked in the grey rock of the other, he noticed a wound upon the enemy, a clear indication that he could be harmed, even when no harm seemed to be capable of being inflicted.

The pressure was felt, but effects held at bay, and then the release as a reversal of the Kangai's jutsu was performed, an explosion instead of forced inward force. And now the attention went to the Cloud for only a moment on Yoshimaru's behalf, and that was all that was needed. One small opportunity, one window from which to strike, and so it was claimed. Four kunai erupted form his sleeves, as he threw them witch such quickness as to not be seen. As such, they embedded themselves in a square around him, only barely sticking in the metal due to such extreme force and momentum at point blank range. Each kunai holding only a single paper upon it, each about five feet from the center at which rested the Kangai upon the wall. With a single hand sign the slips of paper each stood up, pointing out towards the room, the kanji for the word pull seen clearly written across its thin surface. And so Yoshimaru would feel the pull, from four different directions, and so his body was to be torn apart, ripped and separated from itself. The point was death, and Faust was quick to cut to the chase.

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Jutsu Used

Spoiler:

After Yoshimaru's attacks against Faust, it seemd as if the whole room was silent. The only noise was the pebbles hitting against the walls and metal poles and steel door. Almost everything in the room was squished and or broken, there were holes in many of the furniature and it seemed to be a death ground for the wood items in the Raikage's office. Somehow, someway, Faust managed to be undamaged by the pebble storm attack, and then the desert coffin in which he used. 'But... How...' He thought and looked around the room. There, Faust stood and his body was pure black as if it were black dust. 'I think ive seen this before...' Yoshimaru thought and continued to make a few hand signs, ready for an attack that Faust seemed to avoid so easly.

After gathering up enough chakra and circulating it through his body, his chakra control began to kick in. It wasnt until a matter of seconds until his body was pinned against the wall, and his hands were still in the state of a handsign. 'Think you could get me this time...' Yoshimaru thought and strained himself a bit, the wires almost cutting into his arms as the jutsu clicked. 'Rock Snowstorm.' In that point, Yoshimaru's body broke down slowly into rock apon the floor. This time, it was used with less jutsu than the one he used in the flock of crows, in order to get out successfully. But this time, his body was broken down in a medium/slow pace, in order to escape the seals.

Yoshimaru's broken down body swiftly moved from the floor, to the other side of the room all in one movement of pebbles. It looked like a large tail of pebbles were moving behind something, but it wasnt. The pebbled trail lead behind Faust's body, as it began to form into himself again. The pebbles from the Pebble Storm attack continued to lay apon the floor, some began to vibrate and others werent. Yoshimaru put his hand out and clenched his fist again, 'Desert Coffin... Come on.' He thought as the pebbles quickly flew up and made a box around Faust's self, as Yoshimaru jerked his arm back and the pebbles began to vibrate in such a hard and quick motion. In this state of Koudogan, Yoshimaru was able to control the pebbles at his will as it seemed.

The vibrating pebbles then swiftly enclosed on Faust's body, which would shortly vibrate apon him, and suffocate him in almost every angle. He was trapped and there was possibly no way out. 'Earth Risen Spear...' Yoshimaru then slammed his hands down on the ground, shifting chakra through the floor and igniting the jutsu, as spears of earth rose out and pierced throught the desert coffin, assuring that it was only a matter of time until Faust was sliced with the multiple spears.

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Spoiler:

And so the same trick, as expected, redone again in the same order. Breaking, assimilating. He had a similar trick, though honestly not quite as effective, and for that applause would rain to the opponent from the one called Faust the man of crow. And so broken literally into several pieces the enemy slid beneath him, and so was the opportune time to prepare, for striking would take its time. And so the symbols were made by hand, a form of language used not to communicate, but to create anew and to assign a task to the energy with in called chakra. This power, his to control so long as the ritual was performed. Though quick in motions, this particular set took its time, not by choice, but by necessity, and also leisure. The timing had to be perfect for it to be called a trap. Else it would just be another meaningless attack and prove to be nothing.

The enemy recreating himself into a full person rather then millions of pieces of grey stone. As was finished and his own jutsu prepared to cast, Faust spun upon his foot and faced the enemy trying to attack him from behind. It was the same attack as before from the opponent, but something completely new would come from himself. A darkness no crow could hope to match. And so as the millions of particles rose up from the room around them laid previously by their manipulator, the enemy and Faust's prey, He felt the darkness with in rise up in his throat and be held at bay just below his mouth. How could his opponent fight time. The answer was he could not. Thus to be concluded, if Faust could master the art of timing, the opponent would be unable to prevail. It may not be after this move, but eventually, it would show, unless the opponent could focus, and master time more then even he.

The particles now upon his skin attempting to crush him, quickly losing site of his enemy, he let loose his jutsu. A dark mass of tendrils erupted from his lips as a ball, reaching out towards the enemy. in the middle of more hand signs. It approached with swiftness, and as expected, got with in range as the enemy, focused on casting the jutsu and maintaining two at the same time. The ball split up itself, creating a net like form, which would reach around and encompass the prey, separating it from the world and squeezing until the life was out of him.

The man could react, but he would lose focus, and his jutsu would fail and the earthy substance he used would fall to the ground, as useless as it had been before. To top, the jutsu's were already at fault. The earth could not pierce his dark body, comprised of a powerful earth itself thanks to the earth spear technique. However, the prey did not seem to realize this, as he had been shown the truth before, and seemed to ignore it. If he could continue the act, then he would continue to be in the winning chair, commander of the tide of battle, and thus was the beauty of commanding the correct timing for an attack. Simple tricks, could lead to utter victory for one, and total destruction for his enemies. For upon the battlefield, Faust rained the king. And so he waited, one way or the other this futile jutsu would release. No man could dominate him. Not unless, of course, he allowed and wished it. Only to that end, would he pursue, if it later served his own purpose. This was not such an occasion.

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Jutsu Used

Name of Jutsu:Hail Mary - Jingou Cannon
Rank: B
Type:Ninjutsu
Users: EGF
Element Affinity:
Training Link: N/A
Description: This skill is allowable thanks to the effects of EGF. Normally the tendrils have to stay connected to Faust's body to function. However, using this technique, he can fire a ball of the tendrils from his mouth towards an opponent, but cannot generally manipulate the path, so its like a gun or 'cannon' as the name implies. The ball, when it gets with in range of the intended target, 1 meter, the ball will open up and the tendrils will launch out and ensnare the target like a net and then stretch to the point where the entire body is covered. They will then begin to constrict, crushing the target in seconds.

During Yoshimaru's attack, he had noticed something in almost a split second as the earth spears began to pierce through the box that Yoshimaru had put Faust eclosed in. A large ball of black ooze was being shown through the stones, and as soon as it shot out of the box like enclosure that Yoshimaru had made. This was probably a sign for him to stop and avoid whatever that was. Just as it shot out of the stone box, it came at him in a swift, cannon like attack. Yoshimaru was stuck in the net like tenticles but his hands werent. Making a few handsigns in a quick pace, Yoshimaru's body once more broke down into mollicular stone pieces, using his rock snow storm once more. His body then swarmed out of the net like jutsu and appeared on the opposite side of the room wherever Faust had been standing, his body quickly taking shape to his normal form again. This was tiring but he wasnt giving up yet.

Taking it slow for now, Yoshimaru went down to his 2nd level of Koudogan, as his skin began to turn brown, able to practically break his skin and body down into dirt just like his stoned form. Sighing, he knew he didnt have that great of chakra control, but he still had a good amount left as he attempted to restore his chakra once more. If he had continued to use the same jutsu over and over again, he would get worn out easly and probably have little to none chakra. Atleast in his second stage, he wasnt wasting so much chakra as he normally would in his stone stage. Atleast now he was safe, or he hoped. He had a chance to attack and he wasnt going to waste it now.

Making a few handsigns, Yoshimaru held out his hand and a large spiked ball appeared in it, as it had been created from the dirt like skin on his hands. Jerking his arm back, he threw the large spiked ball towards Faust and with his other hand, he made the tiger sign and ignited the stone ball. The ball had been very close to Faust, and the ball ignited into a large explosion of fire. The fire explosion was just as big as a small neuclear explosion. The flames were immense and it burned the steel on the wall and the door, almost as if it was able to weaken the doors. It was hardly escapable as Yoshimaru had ignited it so close to his enemy. The flames and heat had reached to almost every inch of the room and including Yoshimaru himself, in which his bloodline ability was able to hardly feel the heat and flames on his body.

Moments after the explosion, and looking around the room, everything was melted and on fire, causing smoke to fill the room. Using the advantage of the smoke in the room, Yoshimaru hid in it, trying to confuse his enemy once the flames had replenished. It wasnt time for Yoshimaru to give up, even if he was starting to slightly wear himself out. He started to regain his chakra as he hid in the midst of the smoke. But as a few seconds past, wood beams shot out of Yoshimaru and a clone appeared infront of him, Yoshimaru backing into a corner and regaining his chakra again, his clone protecting him from anything that came in his way.

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His move avoided, but yet another parlor trick of the Kangai, the same old dance, obviously struck back into a corner. Faust clearly held control over the battle with iron fist, and the lungs of the opponent were running out of air. The ribs were starting to crack and the spine and resolve were beginning to shatter. The sign of victory was now. And so as he saw his opponent remove himself from the crushing technique he had fired in response to the pressure of a million stones upon his body, he prepared his feet and bent his knees, for surely an attack was coming. The only problem for his opponent, that Faust had ages to prepare for the attack and react in kind. The opponent created a ball in his hand, and no mistake threw it at him. The moment the ball left his hand, Faust moved, having been prepared for nearly a century, or what felt like such in his head. Faust was already fast, and when prepared, was as agile as they came. As the ball came toward him, he ducked, spun, and shot his body to what had been his rear and was now his right.

The blast shook the whole room, and his projectile was increased. He could feel the slight sting against his harden skin of the flame, however, his earth spear jutsu prevailed again, and the effects went unnoticed, only being pushed back by the force of it. Earth did not burn, and earth was what he was comprised of. Thus he was shrouded from view by flames for a mere instant, and so he acted. A quick bit of the thumb and a channeling of chakra, the summoning was cast, and henceforth came Naito, the true man of crow, being half of both species. He stood like a man, but was covered in feathers and bore wings. His head was that of a crow, with dark eyes that could not be read. Though blank they looked, they were filled with intelligence. He surveyed the situation with in moments and knowing Faust then he knew himself, already had in mind what his summoner did, the strategy was clear.

With that concluded. The two approached the one area where the flame did not exist, Naito barely having any room, and had it not been for him moving with such quickness, he would have been burned, but only felt the heat, which was intense and draining, but not problematic. And so, they saw him preparing, as the clone began to exit Yoshimarus body, the two men of crow acted in unison. An old technique shown again, and more devastating then before.

Flock of Insolence
Flock of Insolence

The two spoke at the same time and faster and with greater number then before. The prey had cornered himself, which was a foolish mistake, as the walls around him and the floor were impenetrable and so could not be used as escape. The crows surrounded him in a quarter portion of a dome, and so their numbers, used by two and with less area to cover, were so thick the wall of birds created was nearly a foot, and unlike usual, none of the outside could be seen. There was literally no escape. At the same time Naito and Faust stepped into the flock, and saw that there was nothing but darkness for Yoshimaru. Not a shred of light.

From the wall three clones with Faust's likeness and rushed Yoshimaru and his clone right as the clone had been fully made, and as they got with in range, all exploded with such great force that even should he turn to his jutsu which would break his body into powder as he had before, that would be ripped apart. Though he would not have time for this as he had only just finished making the wood clone. His only hope was to use reflexes and go up. However, this was covered by Naito. A shroud of feathers were cascading down from an above angle, all as strong and sharp as kunai. All unseen and unheard. Faust had left Yoshimaru with very little time to react, and no clue what he was reacting too, and there was now virtually no way out. It was possible that the ex Konoha Jounin would find a way, but the chances were so slim, Faust was assured his victory was final. All the same, he would not release the flock of crows creating the encasing dome until his prey no longer breathed.

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Jutsu Used

Spoiler:

It was probably the worst idea for Yoshimaru to back himself into the corner with a clone. But either way, there was always atleast one way to get out of a situation. To him, nothing was impossible, as long as he could find a way. But sometimes, he couldnt get out of situations, like the one he was in now. As soon as Yoshimaru had made his clone, Faust had already had some sort of summoned creature by his side. It looked like a man-crow hybrid, and it looked fierce. Although, there was nothing to be afraid of, but right now, Yoshimaru was terrified from the inside out. This could be the last moment he will ever see daylight again.

Out of the smoke, the two figures became clearer to Yoshimaru. The birdman was large, and even more ferocious than he had been in the smoke. Faust had the look on his face to kill and destroy. Although, Yoshimaru, emotionless, he was shaking. He was shaking on the inside as well, but he had to hide that fear from Faust. He had to show him he wasnt scared, but that was practically impossible. With sudden actions, the two men spoke in a unison. It was the same jutsu he had used on him the first time, except now, it was stronger. There wasnt much Yoshimaru and his clone could do now that the flock of crows were larger in number and thicker as well to get out. Virtually, there was no escape, but it wasnt too late, and it never is too late to survive.

There wasnt a sign of light anywhere around Yoshimaru, but his eyes quickly adjusted to the darkness. He could see shapes of crows. 'Gotta do something really quick...' Yoshimaru thought and his clone turned his back to the flock of crows and looked right at Yoshimaru. Both of them put their arm out at one another. Bursting out of the Clone's left arm, and Yoshimaru's right arm, a large dragon head, and scaled body shot out and wrapped around Yoshimaru's body, covering him exept his left arm. The act was quickly thought of, and would protect him from any explosions of any sort. The clone's earth dragon had wrapped itself around Yoshimaru's earth dragon, causing a large, 3 foot thick wall of wrapped earth, stone, and rock materialized dragon around Yoshimaru.

After the quick Jutsu had Faust, Naito, and the three clones had stepped into the ever so darkness void of crows. A large explosion coming from the three clones had broken a few inches of the dragon extention around Yoshimaru, the skin of the dragon cracking and crumbling. The head of the two dragons quickly spun their heads from left to right, and spewed out mud in order to counter the flames, extinguishing most of it so none more would harm the cracked and somewhat faulted first foot of the extended dragon which was still wrapped around Yoshimaru's body. But the clone couldnt survive the large explosion and was burnt, which led for it to turn into complete wood, unable to be used.

After the large explosion caused by the clones, Naito had thrusted many sharp feathers down onto Yoshimaru's covered body. From the explosions great force, atleast one to the second layer of three layers of the dragon had been cracked and hardly shattered. But, due to the sharp feathers, it penetrated the cracked earth and caused it to shatter and crumble down. There was atleast one foot left, and that was the last layer of earth surrounding Yoshimaru. The sharp feather projectiles continued to come reigning down on him, and the earth dragon was holding up pretty well but barely. Yoshimaru had to think quick in order to get out of this situation, but that would be a tough one. His free hand, which was out of the large dragon extention mistakingly had gotten a bit scortched. His whole body had already been earthlike and since Earth was not easly to be burned, this time he had been lucky.

The projectiles kept coming, and some of them had gotten through gaps in the earth dragon exention, causing the feathers to hit Yoshimaru, but in the places like legs and his forearms. The rest of his body was protected by his Hashirama armour, but that wouldnt stand so much of the projectiles for long. Yoshimaru made a slight gap where his mouth was and made a handsign, put his burned fist up to the hole and shot out one more dragon extention that had bursted outwards at Faust, attempting to knock him out of the flock of crows.

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And so the diversion complete. Well, to be correct, it had not been just a diversion. It had been set full meaning to destroy the opponent, but in the event it did not, it would be a diversion, for Faust was already in his next move as the clones exploded. He could feel from the reverberations through out the flock what was going on exactly, well at least a general idea. As much of one as to be needed to land the killing blow with the next move, no questions asked. The instant he felt the covering around Yoshimaru begin to forum do the effect it had through movement and pressure on the crows that were underneath his feet.

Faust exited the crows, and so the ones created disappeared. However, do to the concentration of crows from being crammed in such small area when intended for more space, kept the amount of light leaking at zero. There was just not as much room between the inside and what lay beyond. Visibility continued to not exist. Faust, knowing Yoshimaru's basic location, got with in 7 meters of the Kangai as he fired his earth dragon into air to try and attack the flock of crows. Unable to see his opponent and thus unable to accurately aim in a correct fashion, left him only to guess, and so would not find his mark. This much was proved as Faust stood very silent and close to him. He would not go noticed. He was a master tracker and so the art of staying silent and concealed, was nothing new to him. And so he placed a hand upon the crows that made the floor. Tendrils exited his palm and entered the sea of crows, and moved in baos direction. They would go directly where his feet were and go straight up through the soles with incredible piercing power. Once they hit, there would be zero escape. If they got latched in, they would weave into the flesh and more and proceed to rip Bao apart from the inside, save for a few select things which Faust desired to go left undamaged.

They would meet his feet before the dragon met with the flock even, that is how quick they acted. Not to mention, Yoshimaru had zero way to tell they were coming as the constant moving of crows beneath his feet would conceal the movement of the tendrils and he could not see anyway. Nor could he attack the tendrils, as they were in cover and as already noted, unseen. Also he had no way of knowing where Faust was or that he had even initiated this attack. Silent and deadly. It was almost as if.....he were an assassin himself. Tacking the use of his tracking skills to a whole new level. It would take a miracle or intervention from another to save him from this new problem.......a problem he had no way of knowing even existed at the moment. And that was the worst kind to have to deal with and handle.


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Jutsu used

Name of Jutsu:Basic Tendril Manipulation
Rank: E
Type: Ninjutsu
Users: EGF
Element Affinity:
Training Link: N/A
Description:This is the key jutsu to the use of the Earth Grudge Fear in terms of attack. This allows Faust to cause tendrils to come from with in his body and out to attack the target. They can reach up to 15 meters. They can be used to bind or pierce the target as they have great piercing ability. They are extremely fast and difficult to dodge. Once caught up by them it is very difficult to escape their grip as once they pierce, they can weave into the body like thread. They cant be destroyed but they can be severed, and if they are hit with any kind of jutsu they will instantly retract. The tendrils are controlled by mental thought and body motions. The tendrils, if severed, will then "die" and be unusable, but can be reattached if Faust can make contact with them. At this level they are merely a weapon just like his swords.

As Yoshimaru had thrusted his dragon extendtion out of his barrier of earth around him, the crows below him had oddly began to speed up under his feet, looking down, he saw nothing still. It didnt bother him until he felt his skin tighten up around his legs, and his arm was alread out of the barrier. His reaction had to be quick in order to escape this technique, if it really was a technique, brought on by Faust. A stabbing pain was brought on quickly in his legs and calves. It began to burn, and Yoshimaru just didnt know what to do now. There was a limit in to what he could do, and he wasnt sure if there was anything he could do at all.

The pain went from being minor, to excruciating in just seconds. He pulled back his arm and cancelled the dragon extention jutsu, bringing his arm out of the hole. The pain began to travel up his legs and to his arms, causing his arms to become numb and fall to his side. 'Damnit...' Yoshimaru thought and tried to pay attention to his surroundings, but he began to get paranoid and he couldnt think straight anymore. Beginning to get dizzy, he tried his best to stay on his feet, which fell under him and he fell onto his knee's. He could feel his muscles being pulled apart in both his arms, and legs, blood covering his clothes and such. It was too late, and he just.. couldnt do anything.

His whole life had flashed before his eyes. From when he was born, his father and mother passing away, his first ever jutsu using mokuton, his first sensei, his first kiss, his first love, his first wife, and his one and only son. Not to forget, the one girl that he thought he'd never meet after his wife.. Yoshiko. 'Heh... I guess I made my last visit worth while with her... Just... Wish I could see her once more...' He thought as his vision went from blurry, to nothing at all. Using his last breath, he shouted out in a very loud, hardly muffled voice, "YOSHIDOKU!!!!!!! I L-..." And that was it, nothing more.

Falling to the ground completely, he was out of breath and his heart had stopped. It was the last time he'd ever see his son; before the fight had began. It was heartbreaking that he wasnt able to hold him before, nor see Yoshiko again. But now, he will be reunited with his wife, he hoped. This was the end, and end for sure.

Faust smirked as he felt his tendrils reach up into the soles of the feet of his prey. As soon as they had found their mark, it was over with out question. There was nothing for Yoshimaru to do to counter it. He was anchored to the ground and with the crows as shelter, he had no way of attacking the tendrils to cause them to retract. His body became his play thing. First he took the ability to stand as he destroyed the inner workings of the Kangai's legs. He even caused a knee cap to bust out. He licked his lips in ecstasy, he was enjoying this. Next the hip joints popped and Yoshimaru fell to the ground. He then worked on the gut, ripping through the intestines and puncturing the stomach. Everything was affected as he worked his art skills of weaving the tendrils like string through a cloth.

He left the face alone. There was no need, the man was surely dead. The last act of the tendrils was to wrap around the heart, completely encompassing it in a temporary barrier. As he did, Naito was de-summoned, and the flock of crows around them dispersed. In his last moment, Yoshimaru would see Faust's face now his tendrils were completely visible. They burst out of the Kangais body in a quick whip like fashion., the blood spattering on the floor of crows which were slowly disappearing. This left the body of the Kanga completely mangled, a giant hole in his chest where the ball containing his heart had punched through his flesh. The tendrils retracted, bringing the still warm heart into Faust's hand. It still twitched feebly from muscle memory. The thing he desired was his. He detached some of the tendrils from his hand, once again encasing it in dark thread. He placed the makeshift ball in his ninja pouch and looked over to where he knew the Raikage had been watching.

Sorry for the delay, I have a sadistically bad habit of playing with my food. Enjoy the show?

Kaji had been sitting in his closet watching the fight. He had gotten bored halfway through the fight and then his eyes seemed to close as he could no longer control his boredom. As his breathing slowed down his mind blanked and he just fell to sleep in his closet. As the battle out raged he kept sleeping as he just snored. As he snored his mind kept flashing images each image was one of a blood man killing someone. The man had white hair and a strange smile and as he kept being covered in blood faster and faster as the time passed. This man was bloody, insane and reminded Kaji of someone. As he continued to sleep he heard something and stuttered and with a sudden slam as he awoke from his sleep he breathed heavily.

As he got up from his chair his eyes closed as he rubbed his head. He started walking towards the door as he was groggy and of course he walked directly into his closet door. Kaji muttered to himself as he let his hand go to the door knob. As he opened the door he took a step out his eyes still closed as he yawned. ”Damn, I now know how hard it is to get out of a closet. I'm sorry for making fun of all those Homosexual people. It is one hell of a deal to get out of a closet.”

As he opened up his eyes he looked around and saw that his office was completely covered in earth blood and rubble. As he looked around he let out another yawn as his hand dropped. ”WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO TO MY OFFICE!” Kaji looked around and noticed Yoshimaru's body. ”Oh, wow. I guess the ends justify the means in this situation. So hand over the scroll and you can be on your way?”

Faust could not help but laugh at the Raikages reaction to what had become of his office. It was not his fault. And the comment he had made.....about ends justifying means....held the utmost irony. He chuckled out loud in an audible tone for the Raikages ears. It woud seem soft yet full of malice and death. His sadistic personality was still in play. It would not go down untill he began focusing on putting the heart he had just obtained to better use then sitting in his bag, or Yoshimaru's chest for that matter.

I will appologize for the state of things, but the doing was not my own. You see, all of this is a side effect of Yoshimaru trying to escape my grasp, and yet I am untouched, and your office is half ruined. Keep that in mind Raikage-sama. I am more resilient then even these walls you have no doubt designed for your protection and leisure.

At the man of cloud's request, he retrieved the scroll from his sachel which he had created himself including on it instructions of how to master the shadow clone jutsu. He tossed it for the Raikage to catch.

That scroll will disappear in 20 hours due to my own crafting. You have only that time to learn that jutsu. Id advise to keep that a contained transaction and not be flaunting it to anyone you may happen to train. With my leave I shall deliver one final message to you.

He stared the Raikage in the eyes, the malice remaining. He was not attempting to intimidate. He knew this was a man who would not no fear so easily. It was just the sheer devotion he had to the words he spoke that he wanted to remain clear.

A great undertaking is about to occur with in Konoha. Should you be planing anything against it, I would surely advise to not. You see, I have trusted you with great secrets, one that used to belong soley to me. To betray my trust Kaji Koi Kanto, would be to declare war on every citizen in Fire nation. I am about to ascend to a new title. Being a jounin already, that narrows down the things I can become. Make of it what you will

As he spoke the last few words. His body erupted into a bout of crows which proceeded to fly out of the now open door, leaving his words to echo off the metal walls and the kage's ears.

"Testing, testing one, two three" an echoy voice, obviously Riku from the sound had said as if he was checking a microphone to see if it was operational. It was then that when he would catch the attention of Kaji that he would smile to himself and then say "Oh, it works. Pretty awesome from what I can tell. I can get to both Hanashi and you Kaji. This is most spectacular! Oh, hang on, let me get ouf this spot. It's pretty cold in this place"

The shadow of Kaji stretched outward towards the once previous location of his desk and then widening up. Kaji's shadow itself was becoming more full and rich in a midnight black color. There was a slight itch on Kaji's back, the lengthening seal onced placed on Kaji to obtain the power of the Shikyo's most prized ability of shadow control. The itch was a bit natural for those who first used it and he would definitely ignore it later on but for now it was an annoying itch. Riku didn't explain that after effect. He probably did not say for some tricky purpose. It was probably for the fact that he left Riku in Konoha to handle the shinobi who assumed it was him that released the bijuu. It was either that or that was just the after effect that Riku forgot to tell him about.

A entire arm stretched out of the thick blackness. It moved towards the ground and felt that it was stable. Another arm popped out, stretching out with the darkness deattaching itself from the arm and it pulled out the sighing Riku who had much of a annoyed face. He looked as if he was just soaked in ice cold water, the face of complete agitation. His legs comes out of the darkness and the shadow then reverted to normal, now a silohette of Kaji's appearance. He brushed himself off "That place is the most boring and annoying place to look at a battle. I mean, I was trying to watch and I had dead people and animals agitating me. It's like looking after a bunch of five years while I'm trying to watch tv or something" he said cursing in his native language but then lets out a soft breath and the smile returns

"Well that's not bad of an entrance way to this place. I was wondering if a newcomer would be able to make portals easily. It was a bit rough at first but hell it wasn't as bad as I imagined. It's probably because I'm not use to entering out of a human being. Eh, whatever, at least I now have a pathway to Kumogakure. It's super hard to find a way into Kumo. Going through those checkpoints are a living bitch, ya know?" He tries to find a place to sit, Everything in the office was either destroyed or at the point of breaking apart. Why bother sitting, might as well lean and that was exactly what Riku did. He lean on a piece of cracked wall but it was now corroded and he almost fell through "Geez, that guy was pretty intense. He almost destroyed this entire office" He picks up a piece of wood that was definitely apart of a old cabinet that was in the room. "eessh" Riku said "That guy dont mess around when he wants something. Ah well" he throws the piece on the ground "Anyway, good to see ya again Kaji. I see you are as sadistic and pale as ever. Damn, dont you get enough sunlight?" he smiled at Kaji with that small joke

His eyes caught a view of the scroll in his head. He points to it "I'm assuming these are skills from Konoha. "Pretty nice I say and a bit cunning" he lets out a soft laugh, it was funny to hear it because it was very calming to hear him laugh for some reason, From his view, this situation was ok, it didn't mater how this destruction in his office would take weeks, maybe months to refinished but it's alright, things are going to get better "Tricking that person like that. Sly little dog you. I almost feel bad, ya know?" he didn't feel the slightest remorse really and Kaji would sense that without even looking into his mind. It would be difficult for him to look into his mind now, he had solid walls in his mind that would take more than just a few seconds or minutes to pry through. Clever he would think. You are getting better at that.

He waves both his hands as to say nevermind "It's a bit time to get down to the point anyway. You already know that I know about the Daimyo's assasination. I'm curious as to who you sent to that big ole fortress. I know it wasn't you, you would've left a bloody ass scene" he shrugs "I dunno, I'm just hearing what I heard from the people travelling hear, I knew I would get the entire story from you but I wanted to see what they had to say about. Seems the mental manipulation is going well. Hopefully my shadows have been doing well for you" His eyes then glisten as he remember something "Oh yes, I almost forgot, I wanted you to look at this sword. It's been bothering me since the last time I've used it"

His hands were untieing the strap around his chest. Loosening up the hilt that was tied behind his back. He was tinkering with one of the loops "Oh, a bit stuck. I've been meaning to fix this but I...never had...the...time" he was struggling with it for a moment and when he was ready to give up the belt loosen "Ah, there we go. The bastard a sly one that's for sure"

There was a soft voice whispering in Kaji's ear. It was very soft, almost unheard of but Kaji got the message. "Kaji..." it whispered. Another game set up by Riku. He needed to get serious, they were at the verge of a war not only against something that could destroy the nations but a war in which the internal battle was about to begin. The voice whispered again but he didn't hear it this time, it was a soft in the background where Riku said "It's been bugging me ever since I was fighting that one guy, Faust, in Konoha. It appears it has some type of conscious, a spirit of some kind. I would imagine this would be something of your speciality, You are pretty good with unlocking blades like this" he shrugs "It's getting more and more easier when flowing chakra into it and really I dont have a problem but for an odd reason I have the urge to let you check it out, maybe it had something to do with the 'blade's spirit". From what my father said, there are certain blades in the world that can hold spirts and be utalize by whomever uses it" he points to both katanas on his side "I was able to use these blades spirits but I just can't seem to unlock thise bldes true potential. I was thinking maybe you can while I stay around a bit in Kumo"

Kaji stood there with a blank looking watching Faust making his little wordplay as the scroll cam flying kaji let his hand move to shoot one finger up catching the scroll and balancing It on his finger. He let out a yawn as the foreshadowing occurred and watched as he dissapeared in the crows. Kaji noted that he needed to start training in the contract he had just signed. As he walked towards the wall he stopped suddenly. As he gritted his teeth his back spazzaming into a sudden and irritating itch. As he stood there his finger twitched and the scroll that he had balanced on it fell. As the itch continued the scroll hit the ground and his shadow morphed outwards.

As the itch spread across the seal he convulsed and his shadow arose to take the form of Riku shikyo slid out of his shadow and took his form. Kaji's eyes twitched as his hand became clawlike as he fell forward clawing at his back like a madman. ”Aww yeah so much better oh my god that itched. Awwwww yeah so much better.”

As Kaji stopped scratching he started to stand up and shake himself off looking around the room nodding in unison that it was in ruins. He then stepped over what was left of Yoshimaru's corpse and blood stains he looked around there was metal shavings but other than that it was still rather very intact underneath. As he picked up the scroll he placed it in his pocket for now and then hit a button on the side of the wall that was big and red and even had a label on it that said ”Release of Panic Button” labeled on it. Instantly as he hit the button it sunk into the wall and the metal arose and slide back into the ceiling and yoshimaru's blood stains were soaked right back into the carpet. Then a new desk and set of chairs fell from the ceiling and landed with an abrupt slam in the room. Kaji walked over to his lovely blood red chair and sat down into its smooth leather. ”Aww yeah, so much better than being in the closet”

As he let out a yawn he listened to Riku talk and rummaged around in the desk soon pulling out of nowhere a tea set that had the tea kettle whistling. As he did this he placed it onto the table and soon poured some of it out into a tea cup. The tea itself was a very deep brown yet had that light offset to it that made it seem like a normal Tea. As he finished pouring the cup Riku had finished and the sword had been placed on the side of the desk and he pushed the tea cup towards Riku as he smiled.

”I promise you Riku that Tea is a first class delicay created by Mizo Sangana himself. Shishishi I'm sure you remember him don't you? Now I know that Kumo has become what some would call a fortress but thats just a precautiounary test. This 'foe' of ours is supposed to be controlling of the entire nation correct? So he'll have to come for me sometime. You dig it?”

Kaji then rummaged again inside his desk and pulls out again from literally no where a glass of red juice. Well not so much juice but something more how would one say? Bloody? The red liquid swished around in the glass dancing carlessly along the edges each swish a almost swing at trying to let it go flying. However it stayed in the glass and Kaji downed the glass within seconds as he brought it to his lips. It flowed down like grape juice but tasted like tomatoes but not really. It had a sweet taste to it for Kaji since only one who has a delicacy for such things would believe.

As he slammed down the glass he let out a sigh of pleasure and relief as he began speaking again. ”Who I sent after the damiyo is someone who is of course one I can trust and control. Kaisen Kuriyami I'm sure you've heard him since he is Vongola. He sure is brilliant but thats another story I'm sure you'll meet him when you go see him. Now you know who I'm talking about since that is probably one of the reasons why you are here in Kumogakure besides seeing little ole me. Those two sure will be legendary when they grow up with all of that blood flowing through them. Shishishishi”
Kaji then swiveled the leather chair and turned it towards the earth pillar that was barely standing he hit the T.V. Remote a few times to change the channel without looking at the T.v. But as he heard nothing he looked up at it to see the T.V. Screen shattered into pieces. Kaji's hand clenched the remote and it shattered instantly. He then stomped his foot on the ground and instantly the room shook from the force of his anger and the T.V fell back and shattered into bits of metal and electrical devices. ”Son of a bitch! Ehh, anyway it doesn't matter the techniques belong to Kumogakure no sato now and of course you. I'll have this transferred over into a more permanent scroll later after me and you learn it. Anyway it was a very good trade for me lose of a pawn for one of the few techniques Konohagakure holds treasure over and a summon of the legendary Itachi uchiha. How very fruitful for me? Also the fact that there will be something delectible delicious to watch in Konohagakure very soon. I just hope they make a very detailed report”

As he let out a sigh he placed his hand onto the desk and let his hand run across its soft wood as he let out a yawn his hand edging towards the sword but stopping. ”This sword is one of the few things your father wouldn't let me near. It puzzles me a bit since we were very close and I was his expert in these types of matters. When you leave i'll get to examining it and working it out. It'll at most take me a week tops to get it done but yah you brought it to the right person for this. So how are you enjoying your tea?”

When the room changed as he was talking, Riku lets out a mild "HA!" as this was something Kaji would have installed in the case of something like this happening in his office. It was one of the many things Riku liked about Kaji was the fact that there was nothing that was out of grasp when it comes to ideas. No matter how silly it sounds in theory, it was something great in practice and Kaji has had a tendency of doing that. It was one of those simularities that can make them both laugh.

Riku sat down in the chair in front of the desk and Kaji went over to make some tea. As he continued to talk, he could smell the aromas of the almonds, the vanilla, the warmth that filled his nostrils was heavy and it reminded him of days when he had tea with his family. He thought about how his father would tell him stories about the past and the terrific tales of people he met. It was so nostalgic really.

Kaji sat down and had two cups of tea in his hand. The calmness in his heart was settling even more. Taking the cup to his hands, he raises it up and sips it. It was as good as it tasted. There was a slight nutty taste but the sweetness of the tea was heavenly as it reached every tiny tastebud on his tongue. He makes good tea Riku thought. Kaji had grabbed the remote as he was talking about the enemy at hand. He nodded at this. He was the first to meet this all-powerful enemy and it would only be a matter of time before they would reveal himself or herself to Kaji.

When he told him who was the assassin who killed the Daimyo, Riku took another sip of the tea and lets out a soft sigh of warm pleasure "Kurayami you say" he thinks for a moment about this "I've heard of him. Well I know that he's the guardian of the rain for the Vongola but I didn't know he would so good in assassination. But then again, his father was a legendary assassin. The varia's best in its entire history" he taps his finger on his fuzzy chin and said "Now that I think about it, he might've been taught by my father but I'll look into that and find this Kaisen character"

The crunching of the remote gave Riku the pleasure of drinking more of the tea. Cursing came out of Kaji's mouth and he proceeded into talking about the techniques of Konoha. Kaji laughter made Riku laugh a relatively humorous "kufufufufufufu" out of his mouth with this. He knew ,he didn't think he knew that Konoha would regret giving techniques to a powerful warlord like Kaji. But that was beside the point. This was only trivial to these two friends, brothers, What was now important was to deal with the enemy at hand and they would do whatever it took to destory them.

What was interesting about Kaji was the fact that he was a special case when it came to seishin. Hitoshi had theorize on how powerful seishin users were able to live immortality and it was usually by transfering all of their conscious into a young child or babe, where their consciouses would link together as one. It was usually the seishin master who woud dominate and would gain more mental powers. Kaji was somewhat of that case. What was interesting however was that Kaji didn't have all of his memories from his previous life. What's more intriguing is the matter of how his memories were connected to his father. What was this true relationship they had.

The blade, laying with the sheath covering the shine of the blade was calling out to Kaji. It was saying it's name and this time Kaji could hear it. It was a male voice, solemn and melancholy, talking to him calling out to him. Telling him to grab the hilt. Why was it so tempting to grab it now? What was the purpose of grabbing the hilt all the sudden. He would resist it but for how long. Riku would get him off the temptation by saying "The tea was absolutely delicious. I have to say, I loved it"

His hands touched the sheath of Bouga. The voice became silent in Kaji's head. It was calm, extremely calm and somehow Riku was able to calm it somehow. "My father was an enigmatic man. Much of his thinking and actions were extremely unorthodox and unexplained really. My uncle even told me that even when he was a kid, he was extremely secretive about his actions. I'll say that I understand much of thinking but some of his stuff I dont get. Maybe it's because I'm his son" he shrugs "But I dont know"

He knew talking about this would cause way too much attention among the two so he kept this conversation in his mindYou'll have to be careful though about this enemy we face against. I think he might have some spies in Kumo itself. It might be people whose thoughts are extremely jumbled. I'm assuming this person understands are abilities and knows our strengths and weaknesses. If we are going to fight, we'll have to avoid fighting in major villages or minor villages under it's control. It has eyes everywhere he places the empty tea cup back on the table. I think the best way to do it is to lead the spies out of the country and then lead them towards a spot where the control of the enemy is weak. Possibly Kiri or Suna. That's a suggestion

His hand moved away from the katana and there the voice began to call Kaji once again, much stronger. It was not agitated by the very least but more like it was in a phase of deep hunger. Riku stood up and what he did was he took the mini scroll from Konoha "I think I'll take a look at this one jutsu. The Kage Bunshin? Yeah, that's the one. My father was one of the few to master it and I wish to be that rare few to master it. I believe I'll learn it while I gather more information for you. In the meantime, I'll do a bit more sightseeing. You've been working diligently with his village my good sir" he lets out a soft laugh. "I shall return"

He reaches the door and grabs the handle but doesn't turn. His smile he once had went to a neutral position and he turned his head to Kaji "I dont think we should tell the two. Not yet. I dont think it would do them any good to tell them about you Kaji" his voice was calm, the voice that made Hanashi say he was exactly like his father. Riku believed this was the only thing that made him like his father "I wont tell them unless you want me to. Either way, I'll respect your decision. They are my cousins but you are like a brother to me so I'll respect that"

Kaji looked at Riku with intensity as the topic turned serious. His hand continued to edge towards the sword it urged to him he could feel it. Strange kaji believe that the blades spirit called to him yet a shikyo was the rightful wielder right? Or was this different? He let out a smile as Riku grasped the blade and his mind was at ease again the calling went away. He listened intently holding onto Riku's word not out of interest but boredom. Kaji kept looking at Riku's eyes looking into them with such interest as Riku spoke. However this was apart of his little game and finally as he smirked he broke through Riku's main thought wall.

He looked at Riku's thought base with a slight delectable look as he heard the thought proccess. Kiri or suna the villages that were destroyed and even massacred. Kiri the one of the blood and Suna of collapse. Hmm it made one think and puzzle why would two of the greatest villages fall to such deeds?

As he continued to think his mind spinning he looked as Riku stood up and as he stood by the door he smirked as Riku caught his hints and finally acknowledge them. He had taken the scroll but that didn't matter Kaji had already par oozed it and had it memorized so it would be simple to recreate its contents if Riku couldn't get the technique down in twenty hours. However the one thing that made this agitating was his hand moving towards Bouga slowly but surely as the voice called into his mind.

”Well suna sounds very nice to visit, did you hear a hurricane is coming? I believe that if suna also gets hit some beach front property will open up if you understand what I'm saying. Shishishishi.

Now, now Riku don't be greedy I still haven't even gotten to learn that technique yet but surely we will have some fun with that since it will be one of the very few things that have become a treasure to us. Oh and them I'd prefer not to tell them either, Having any clue of what they are would give them to easy of a life and thats one of the worst thing one can do for ones own. I believe the time will come when they will need to learn. Now you best be off while I get down to work. Remember my shield is your home and my sword shall remain in its sheath for now much like yours wont.”

As soon as Riku left Kaji then grasped Bougas hilt and flipped the blade over the table as the sheath went flying across the room and the bare blade hit the table. However as soon as Kaji touched the blade something happened images blurred across his mind and his pupils shrunk and his face hit the table just under the table and his body began to spasm uncontrollable.


Kaji awoke not In his office not even any place familiar that was in his mansion but someplace else someplace dark yet comfortable he was still sitting in his red chair but this couldn't be his office nor could this be a place. It wasn't right till he realized something. As he realized this he spoke. ”One's mind is connected to one's perception is the main belief of people who have limits yet for one who has seishin one's mind has no set perception so anything and everything becomes possible. So this is either the blades spiritual presumption and what it takes up in the physical realm or something much different something more sinister.”

As Kaji opened his eyes he looked outwards sensing someone, well not someone but something. ”So do I get points for trying or was I actually correct?”

To tell them would expose them to the life of wealth, the understanding of who their father was would only make life simple. Kaji understood that the Shikyo's life must start at the bottom of the trenches, working there way up the life that few Shikyo have. It was odd that he understood this. Maybe he found out by someone close to the family. His father presumably.

He probably understood that Riku would begin speaking and training his young cousins to the ways of the Shikyo. This was something that Kaji could not give to his sons. Kaji would know that even if he took the most powerful Shikyo and went into his mind to see the entire history of the Shikyo, he could not get close to that ancestory. They were Kanto but deep in there veins was the blood that sent down gods from the thrones and demons that once hailed over mountains. Riku's intensity had faded away just as quick as it arrived and he smiled at his friend. He flips the scroll in the air and catches it before closing the door.

The temptation of grabbing into the hilt was now at full force and Kaji did not hesistate to grab the blade this time. For a Shikyo to calm it was one thing but for a blade to call out to a Kanto was another. He was not just tempted due to the force of this blades power, Kaji wanted answers and with the swiftness of a snake striking at a rat, he grabbed it.

The entirity of Kaji's mind went blank for a brief moment and in that moment he could not hear the conscious in his head. It was blank. In that moment, all was silent and at a peak of absolute calmness. For the first time in Kaji's life, he would understand the meaning of tranquilty and peace. For the longest of times, he enjoyed the company of the voices. There different viewpoints, the bickering, the laughing, the crying and the pain. He enjoyed it ever much so but this was entirely different. He never felt such peace in his soul.

That calmness did not last and before long the voices in his head began to speak. They would wonder where Kaji had disappeared off. He would react with I was always here but that flew past his mind when he saw that he was no longer in his mansion. It was a different type of mansion really. Something vaguely familar. He would look outside and see that it was not raining or blowing heavy winds across the landscape but a serenity of midnight blacks with the stars that once shown so dimly that it was hard to say they were stars or not. High in the sky was a full moon, it's large grey surface beamed it's light into the room.

Beside the window was a grand piano, black and mysterious. It appeared very romantic at that spot, the light reflecting inward on the piano. This person who played the piano sat at the spot during the full moon. He would feel the rays of the moonlight giving him that euphoric pleasure of playing every single key as the song flowed through his hand. Kaji would know it was a male, this entire place had a masculine feeling to it.

This did not shake Kaji as he began tp speak that this was the realm of the blade spirit. His deduction would not go unrewarded as Kaji would begin to hear the click and clacks of shoes walking on the marble floor. The floor was grey. Of course, why would it be white or black. It wasn't necessarily that person favorite color. If the marble was in the color of blue, then it would be better but grey was just as neutral as black and white. The sound of the shoes was coming from the corner of the room. It was black but that did not last as it began to form a complete structure. It was a puzzle continiously coming together and it was surprisingly percuilar

From the darkness now revealed in the moonlight was a long velvet couch with two wooden tables beside it. Sitting down on the couch was a man with greyish blue hair. His head was down, his eyes directly looking at the ground but Kaji would know that this person was looking at him. He could imagine a serene and calm face without even looking at him. He would not understand it at first. The man disappeared slowly only for another person to fade into reality or whatever this place was called. This man was much different than the last.

If there was one exact word that could describe this man, or creature or spirit or whatever the hell it was it was the solemn look in his eyes that screamed out the word melancholy. His dark green emerald eyes stares only had Kaji. He did not look anywhere near welcoming but he did not have a face that was telling him to get out.

It looked as though he was crying. The black streaks that lean from his eyes down his narrow thin cheek was like seeing black blood coming out at a continously stream from the slits of his eyes, He was pale among pale, paler than any white that Kaji could imagine, It glew with a odd intensity that made the shining on the piano was like a light shining down on obsidian, dull and bleak. This man oddly lean attire was dressed in a white and black suit that surprisingly went well with the green tie he had around his neck. He adjusted it slightly before saying "I dont give you credit for figuring that out, a newly born mole rat could see that it's not in a place in which it belongs" his voice was just as melancholy as his eyes were.

He lets out a soft sigh "This is partially my realm. For the past century or so, it's been through a deep amount of remodeling through the different owners of me" he nods his head in a light bow "I am Bouga. The blade of absolute hypnosis, ultimate genjutsu, a blade that is beyond illusions..."he stops "These were the names I've heard through my lifetime. Many people have worshipped and many people have fear me. It is only my former owners that never showed fear against me. I am not one to fear but one to have respect. So says the previous owner. I was also one to kill, to destroy those that gazed on the gleam of my blade. So says the original creator"

"You wonder as to why you can barely hear the thoughts of your many consciouses that lurk in the depths of the mind you call Kaji Koi Kanto? You question as to whether or not you are the true owner of me since I was the one who called you into this realm. You question how the current owner has any ability over me and how was he able to control me. You barely wonder why I have been slowly showing myself to this current owner" he walks past Kaji and towards the window, it's large glass only glisten his skin further "You have many questions about your past life"