The konoha escort (Assistants and Advisors needed)

Perhaps this is the time for peace and absolvement. Such thoughts would be spelndid but simplicity is something this world likes to shit on and serve it on a plate as a main course. The world around Kaisen was nothing more than flies who eat shit all the time and enjoy it. Indeed during his few weeks as Raikage, the normality factor of his revolutionary personality has kicked into overtime. For awhile, he's been working around trying to adapt to the Raikage image and persona. He thought he was average about doing this and didn't think much of a powerful leader as a child thought he was great at chess when he was only ok at it.

Kaisen thought this but did not show it. The blank eyes stared at the metropolis that is his empire currently. Could such a young man control such power in his hand? He didn't think so, there was something about power that could easily dement the minds of man and he wasn't one who would like to be demented as such. He turns away from the window and walks back to his office desk. Sitting down, he rested his head on his hand and lets out a long sigh.

Cutting short, he heard the knock on the door "Come in" Kaisen said leaning back in his chair. The door open and coming inside was his assistant. Her subtle beauty once again made Kaisen think that Kaji was trying to tease him. He was but that matter little currently. He didn't see the usual clipboard in her hands this time. This was a first for her which meant that there was something that was ready to happen or something that Kaisen missed. He looks down on his desk to see the calendar. This week was the week he would leave to Konoha to discuss matters of the current status of both villages; he was possibly trying to decide if there should be an alliance or not. It would be laughable as Kumo has never been the type to talk peace to a force that once ruled the shinobi world.

"The escort team from Konoha have just arrived past the walls. I've been told through the report that they will rest up for a bit before coming to escort you"

Kaisen leans his head on his hand again "I do not mind. I'm not in a rush to go to Konoha really. I want to get there as soon as possible and leave as soon as possible but there is nothing to do here so I'm not in a hurry" he glances at his assistant, there was something in her eyes that Kaisen caught. It looked like...terror. He tilts his head up "Who is the escort team? A group of Konoha's ANBU squad?"

There was a hesistation in her but she said "There are hree ANBU with a man that goes by the name of Heiki Kibou, Raikage--sama"

The brief pause made a slight tension in the room. She was probably expecting Kaisen to say something along the lines of "What?! Heiki Kibou?!?" But her assumption truly made an ass out of her when Kaisen replied with "Oh? The Chaotic Flash of Konoha? I see that they would send the sword of Konoha to protect me. A sign of wavering trust I take it" he closes his eyes, his mind went into a type of overdrive thinking and processing much information. "Sending Konoha's flash is something they don't normally do but I cannot complain at this point. They are our guest at the moment so please tell those who see him to give them the upmost respect"

"Uh..." she was surprise by such calmness Kaisen had displayed. He had heard many of the actions this Heiki character has caused for Konoha and she would think that because of the age of the Raikage and the lack of skill he had, there would be some slight of fear in his voice, maybe trembling but it was like a man teaching his students on the lessons of life; so relaxing that she felt a bit calmer "Yes" she said, right away.

"Oh and would you mind telling the assistants to come in right away. It's quite important"

"Right away" she said. She closed the door and did a fast paced walk down the stairs in the mansion.

The door closed in the world of the physical. In Kaisen's mind, the door closed to reality and only his thoughts were his company. They have brought the Chaotic Flash. He's been the one who've been regulating the activities of the two giant countries, both Wind and Earth. Whenever there was a sign of war outbreaking, the Hokage would send a small team and that chaotic man towards the field. Only recently he has heard about the large cult that was being created and how Heiki had put such a waste on those human beings.

This was getting interesting sending out one of the queen out first before even sending out the pawns or knights. Perhaps he would enjoy the qualities of the Hokage soon enough. The welcoming commitee was among the lines of reputable beings of destruction. He would have to get for them to leave but for now, he believed that his thinking should continue for now.


These rubbernecks and gawkers truly stared at the Konoha shinobi walking towards the small hotel that Heiki wanted to go. The three ANBU, now tired because of the speed Heiki was going during the travels, did not care for the luxury that many shinobi of Konoha usually expect. In fact, they enjoyed that they were going to lay on a bed and rest there heads on a soft pillow, whether it was soft and silky or rough and hard, it did not matter to them.

Heiki, on the other hand, only yawned out in boredom. He didn't much like travelling slow towards his objectives. He's a man who wishes to get things done and out of the way. It was his way of life, to do things as quick as possible so that he can rest up and live another day to do the job he meant to do. He scratched his head lazily and his eyes were half shut and almost ready to close when they arrived at the motel. They checked in and they went into their seperate rooms. Heiki laid himself on the bed and rested his head back on the above average bed he had.

He rested his eyes for a second only that second was more of fourty minutes before opening his eyes and staring up at the ceiling where he saw the designs of what looked like demented starfish. He began to count how many there was but lost interest as soon as he reached 142 in count. Bah, perhaps he wasn't sleepy at all and truly he was just bored. He wanted to get this out of the way however his immediate appearance was suppose to wait until later on in the day. It didn't really matter, all he needed to do was escort the guy back to Konoha and do a small report. Simple enough that a genin could done it.

Reborn yawned a little as he looked up from his writing to find a young, fresh Genin knocking on his door and entering his room without permission. The little Genin looked around for a little bit, apparently flustered, a bit worried as well... but as he spied Reborn he let out a groan and came to the bed in the room and sat there. No doubt the young boy thought he was nothing more than a child and was looking for his 'father'. "... Do you know when you're Dad's gonna get back? Raikage-sama needs to see him right now!" he mumbled, knowing the boy wouldn't be able to fully understand or talk back.

Mentally sighing, Reborn jumped down to the chair and then to the floor before shimmying up the bed and sitting in the boy's lap. "My Dad died a long time ago," he said very clearly. The Genin looked down at him in surprise and swallowed. "S-Sorry. I... I..." Smiling a little, he tilted his head up and looked the boy in the eyes. "Heh... Raikage needs to see me, huh?" "You... you're... but... you're just... you..." stuttered the Genin as he started to realize that the assistant he had been tasked to fetch was this... ... ... this... baby!

"I'll be there shortly. Go fetch the other one now." Still stuttering, the Genin backed away, shaking his head lightly thinking this was some sort of trick, a Genjutsu, something to make this 'mission' just a bit challenging. Reborn merely ignored him and walked out of the room, telling the young boy to shut his room once he left and started to walk down the hallway, down the stairs, and out the door. Once outside, he walked into an alleyway and laid a hand on a secret panel, inserting a small, tiny amount of chakra.

A small door, just large enough for him to get into, opened and he stepped inside the dimy lit tunnel, making his way to the Raikage's Mansion, making mental notes about the other passageways he'd have to modify and fix later due to Kumogakure's new buildings and reconstruction. It wouldn't be too troublesome, but just a little annoying was all.

Once he reached the vicinity of the Raikage's Mansion he exited his little 'secret' passageways and dusted himself off a little and started to make his way inside. The little rise and fall of his fedora was just about the only thing most of the assistants inside saw, but as they saw him they quickly ignored him and let him pass, having recieved orders earlier to let the young 'man' through if he came. Right before reaching the Raikage's door, he stopped and thought for a second about what it was that he could have possibly wanted from him.

But it soon came to him that there was news of travel between the Leaf and the Cloud, it most likely had something to do with that... Now who was it that was coming and going again? He had heard various rumors here and there from travellers and the look outs from the Vongola, but no one had really been able to properly describe the party, let alone give a name.

He looked up at the doorknob far above him and mentally sighed a little. It wasn't that he couldn't reach it... it was just that in this form he had to exert quite a bit of energy to do simple things like opening a door and what not, it was the exact reason why he had so many secret passageways. He had yet to fix the one that led directly to the Raikage's Mansion so he was thus forced to open the door himself by jumping and latching onto the knob and turning it before landing back down on the ground and shoving the door open. It didn't take a lot of energy, but if you added up everything he had to do himself... well it got quite taxing then, didn't it?

"Raikage Kaisen?" he asked out of formalities, bowing a little. It was certainly strange to have one of the Guardians in the position of Raikage... He couldn't recall a single time when any of the Guardians... well any of the Vongolas had ever been Raikage. This of course made protecting Kumogakure relatively easy since the Vongolas kept such careful eyes on the Land of Lightning due to their Boss residing in and about Kumogakure... now a Guardian to be was sitting in seat of power and was tied to Vongola itself... interesting much?

Today was very important, at least to the people who knew about it. The Raikage, Kaisen has called both advisors to his office, how did she find this out? Simple, one of the jounins came to her home, told her and left, and she started getting ready. She wondered what the Raikage--who's also a Vongola guardian-- would want with both her and Reborn. Knowing the other advisor, Reborn, she wondered who told him the message? And would anyone who didn't know Reborn would be shocked of the form he had that of a child? Probably, or think he was 'Reborn Jr.' and tried to find his father.

Getting out of bed, the female Shikyo looked at her room, she was thinking. What was she thinking about though? What did the Raikage want with the advisors? Life? Her family? And the new evil that is trying to get, or is already God-like? Well, all of the above actually. After doing her usual, boring morning routine, Hanashi went out of the house and proceeded to go towards the Raikage's mansion. She left early so she could try and make it and not be late and receive a slight scolding or something from the Raikage, but she was enjoying the walk from her house to the mansion. One of the reason was: It was partly cloudy. Her emerald eyes were staring at the sky; the clouds. There was many shapes and forms, none resembled anything that she knows or have seen, they were moving with the wind, drifting to wherever they seem to go.

Her feet were moving at the normal pace, but she should have used the Tenshu Hitokoki, right? Then why wasn't she using it? Probably enjoying the weather before she gets to the Mansion and hears what she and the other advisor have to do for the Raikage today. Having her mind wrapped in many thoughts, she did not notice she was in front of the mansion already. Her eyes looked at the door, then at the doorknob, her gloved hand reached for the doorknob and opened it, and went inside and closed the door. When she was inside she quickly went towards where Reborn and the Raikage where, and she bowed in respect. One of the Vongola as the ruler of Kumogakure.. this was probably one of the first of many guardians of the other generations who may take up the Kage position.

The door open and the small figure walked through the large doors with a nice fitted suit, his sideburns caved into a spiral, his face was that of a child but underneath such innocence lied the heaviest burden the Vongola had created. Such power lied within that small structure and frame, the eyes only hid such a violent past that the Vongola keeps secret. He knew much about Reborn for his father knew Reborn far deeper than most in that organisation. Kaisen would keep his mouth shut on the matter, really it didn't concern him at all. It was very much like skipping rocks over molten magma; it was evaporate the moment it touched the surface and would die away.

Kaisen looked at him with glazed eyes, he was in the 'twlight' of thinking, dreaming and being in reality. Perhaps if Reborn didn't call his name, he would've continue to stay in such between sides. His attention was, he lifted his chin away from his hand and stares at Reborn with a slight relax ease in his face. He sits up and says "Ah, good, you've arrived. I was wondering if you would show since you are a busy man. Perhaps my assumptions had made an ass of me" he smiled but it was coy and untruthful. Reborn would see in Kaisen's eyes that what lies in between that gateway to his soul was a the killer that the Varia unveiled in his father and had been passed down to the son.

"My apologizes for such a late appointment. Being that I'm still getting the hang of become the Raikage, I forgot to even give you a letter of invitation to go to Konohagakure with me and the other advisor" the suave way he was talking was abnormally unusual. Their was a dancing in his eyes, the light fluttering back and forth with those coal black eyes "I wasnt' expecting, however, one of the swords of Konoha to meet, greet and escort. I'm sure you've heard about the young man name Heiki Kibou, one of the forerunners of silencing any resistance in both Wind Country and Earth Country" he leans back in his chair, the middle and index fingers of his hand tap his forehead and a soft and compressed laugh was heard through his lips. He's been doing that alot lately, being able to laugh at some things that made him a valuable chess piece in this god forsaken game. "They've brought a war machine to another war machine. Interesting, wouldn't you say Reborn-sama?"

He had the urge to stand up and go towards the window but the cliche' walking to the window was beyond him. Instead, what he did was he pulled open a drawer and draws out what appears to be a hand rolled cigarette. He didn't like the habit and he could drop it easily due to his tranquil ability, however it was psychological in a sense. The oral fixation of thinking deeping while having the smell of the herbs and minerals inside of fill in his nose. Euphoric to to others but this was meerly theraputic to him. He pulls out a silver lighter, opening the cover and flicking on the flame "Perhaps" he said through one side of his mouth "We should send one of our guys but that's just childish in a way. Things like that are the personalities of furious kages; The much older kages done that in the past" the cigarette lit and he lets out a puff of smoke through his nose "Ah" he says in a releasing manner "But, I'm here to cause war but to bring peace. Maybe, maybe not. But for now, that's what I'm suppose to do"

Yes, it was his job. It was directly from Kaji and directly from another source who he never met yet he had the feeling that they had cross blades in another time or perhaps in a far and distant dream. He'll play along for now but how long would it take for him to unleash such brutal ideals on Kumogakure and lightning country. It was safe to say that he would be obidient but for how long. Keeping a mad dog on a leash is just as dangerous as letting a mad dog free. No, it was worse because in the long run, that leash will break and all of the fury will overpour.

The door open again and this time the second advisor, Shikyo Hanashi, appeared and bowed out of respect. A Shikyo, this was the second time he's heard this last name and affliation. He's heard many things about the Shikyo clan due to his father. His father was crypt about them really but he gave way that they were a very shadowy clan hiding in the deepest of shadows. It wasn't like those famous clans that everyone hears about, you see them walking around in the village in groups or perhaps they aren't as famous but you still see them. There was one three of the Shikyos here. No, four, he forgot for a second about Hanashi's child. A smart little bugger that been causing some talk between the jounin and chunin. Kaisen wanted to learn more but for now he'll have to keep his interest on a low level

"And good morning to you as well, Hanashi-san. Please, take your time. The escort will not be here till late afternoon possibly evening. We are taking the subway terminal personally to Konohagakure and I want them to be...sharp if you understand my drift" the soft smoke coming out the sides of mouth was moving up towards the ceiling and spreading outward like a mob boss in a mafia flick telling his henchmen to whack a man. "Please, relax here. You have the entire day to do whatever you wish in the mansion. However, do not leave it currently. There are somethings we have to.....discuss"




Heiki open his eyes again. He drifted to and from to sleep. He heard a few knocks on the door while his eyes were close and Heiki could already assume that the three ANBU members, or the three stooges as Heiki called it, were knocking to see if he was alright. When that sensor figured out that Heiki was sleeping, they probably went out to get something to eat. He couldn't blame the, the food here was awful to make a dog piss on it with disgust. He rolled over to the window which gave a overlook of the entire village. He looked and saw the metropolitic buildings, towering over the villages showing their entire wealth outward on the people saying that they rule this village. He could smell that this air wasn't clean but rather a filtered smell that of cigarettes, whores and booze that smelt in horrednous. Was it always like this he thought? He remember stories of when Yamamoto said that there was once a time where the villages were close to ancient times than they are now. Things were simpler, ideas weren't as grand based and conqueoring back in the day. Perhaps that was a just an illusion but it was a good one if Yamamoto could call it good.

Heiki knew much about the ancient ways of the shinobi before him. They weren't even called shinobi but people who had the ability to manipulate the spiritual energy within their bodies and cast forth powers that was far beyond the ideas of magic and summoning. He knew about it but never it in reality. Only in dreams did he see himself as ancient warrior. He used the darkness as a way of casting himself out the sight of his enemy, his unlucky target. Chakra wasn't truly known, only that the element of surprise and quickness was the only weapon to defend against 100 or 200 men and the night was not an enemy but a welcoming companion whom you begin to love over time. Maybe in a past life, he didn't know about that but looking at the city and looking at the hotel room of lust, it wasn't such a bad thought at all.

"Need to get the fuck out of this room man" He said softly "No freedom ya know. Need to get something in my blood" Adrenline a voice said to him. That rush of adrenline. He would fight but he didn't want to risk that, there was no reason for him to fight. Reason? Fuck reason, he was all about chance and fucking disorder, nothing coming to mind but instincit sometimes. But he was on a mission and he had focus on it. He couldn't just willy nilly himself towards a group of individuals and begin to pound there noses into their skulls. Heiki decided it was time for him to take a little trip out into Kumo. Perhaps get a few good sights and maybe pictures. It's not everyday he gets a chance to walk on the streets of lightning

He stood there patiently, listening carefully. Nodding a little now and then to Kaisen’s words, Reborn didn’t say much. But as he spoke of Heiki Kibou he paid just a little more attention to the young Raikage’s words. Now it explained why people were talking about this odd envoy so much yet not knowing much either. Heiki Kibou… he was a strong nin hailing from the Leaf Village, quite formidable in his own right. “That’s putting it lightly,” replied Reborn as he compared the two of them, calling himself a war machine. In all honesty, Reborn had to admit it… Kaisen could be and was a war machine, and a dangerous one at that… one that wouldn’t hesitate, as such was the training and ways of the Varia. They had their uses and advantages he supposed. He still didn’t quite like them too much… but family was family and as much trouble as the Varia caused them at times, they were still family and still loyal when the time came.

He listened quietly to him again as he began to talk, his words sounding more like he was thinking out loud rather than telling him what was going on why he had been called here. But he understood it in a sense. He was voicing out the various options he currently held and his potential future. But he had a strange feeling that Kaisen was hinting at something he didn’t quite know of… nor anyone else here in Kumogakure for that matter. His last few words… what exactly had he meant? War and peace, it was trivial for him, not concerning him too much for it was a cycle and it could not be prevented or ended, postponed and altered perhaps, but stopped altogether? No.

Still… why had he said ‘I’m supposed to do’? He was the Raikage… he theoretically could do anything he wished so long as the advisers were for it and approved of it, and even then if they didn’t he could still do as he please. Yes, he might be a Guardian and under Vongola… but that didn’t mean that the Vongola’s were controlling Kumo through him, far from it. They usually didn’t get too involved in power when it came to controlling Kumo itself since they were an outside force but… why did Kaisen talk as if he was being controlled by someone? As if this wasn’t a title he had been granted and earned but rather… a mission? Strange. Very strange. With all the recent shifts in the leadership of Kumogakure and the assassination of the Daimyo people were undoubtedly worried and suspicious but… Kaisen… just what did he have in mind?

Reborn glanced at Hanashi as she came in, again wondering what more he could learn of the Shikyos… the ancient, secret Shikyos whom they had a sort of alliance with for the time being. He had ‘studied’ Ciel in a way, loosely, very loosely, but the boy was intelligent, too intelligent for his age some would say. That of course brought up a question: were all Shikyo gifted so? Or did it apply in different ways and forms? Ade, who would know? He certainly didn’t.

He mentally yawned a little as Kaisen gave them his final orders. So they had to kill time here did they? What to do… what to do… He nodded briefly to show that he had heard and understood and would do as told and then looked to Hanashi. She really was beautiful he supposed but… something about her just didn’t seem to interest him all that much although he could certainly see why he heard so much talk of her asides from her ingenious little son. He laughed lightly inside, then again it wasn’t surprising. Did he ever really set his sights on anyone seriously? He couldn’t recall doing so, well maybe to… No, no, no. No need to think about her. They’d already settled it years and years and years ago. All he could do now was watch from the sidelines and provide aide when he could and if he could.

He contemplated about jumping onto Hanashi and riding on her shoulders or some similar thing because he was a little tired from having had to open so many doors lately, but he thought better of it. She for one knew he wasn’t the baby he appeared to be and that he was not like her son, a gifted little child. No, no, she knew he was an old soul much like her and, he presumed, her family. And he doubted she would hesitate to slap him a few times if he tried to do anything to her at all.

What about her previous offer though? To talk… Perhaps? He might just do that now. What else were they going to do here in the Raikage’s Mansion? Find that one of the rooms was a strip club? That the Raikage had his own personal bar? Last he knew the Raikage’s Mansion was rather… plain? But with all the renovations and additions… Baaah, times were changing and there was simply too much to keep up with, let alone building plans and what not. Or maybe if she wasn't in the mood to talk he'd just take a damn nap!?

He continued to look up at her and finally settled that he'd go wherever she went and if she wanted to talk he could find out some more about the Shikyo or herself and her son at least. It really was rather hard to do background checks on the Shikyo...

Her eyes followed the smoke coming out from his lips, it didn't annoy her, she just suddenly saw the smoke and somewhat focused on it, but then moved her eyes away from the Raikage/Rain guardian to the 'baby' hitman, Reborn. Both being the advisors to the Kages(no matter who they are unless they decide to change the advisors) Reborn and Hanashi were always there for them. She, for one didn't like to be part of any meetings whatsoever, it bored her to the point of where she'd rather go teach the Academy Students, but somehow she told herself this was better. Right now, she wonder where was the "this is better" part of herself? Must be sleeping...

Now, since she and Reborn had nothing to do until Heiki Kibou comes, it was best to wait in Kaisen's office. Her focus was back on the rolled cigarette he was still currently smoking, normally she wouldn't mind the smell but she somehow felt slight... off, like an immediate reaction but she shrugged it off and eyed Kaisen. The newest addition to being Raikage, younger than the others but she really didn't care about the age. Hanashi turned around and walked back towards the door, but she really wasn't leaving, more like going to the wall next to the door and leaning onto it, having her arms crossed and was looking at nowhere in particular, maybe the floor but that was it.

Heiki Kibou. Hanashi has heard about him, but really she could care less. Until she sees this person, and somewhat knows more about him, she will not get interested. She is already interested in the other advisor, Reborn, a slight interest in the newest Kage, Kaisen and what Hitoshi told her before he left. Oh, and also the possibility of becoming pregnant... Again. Curse her lover using his tricks on her before leaving on his 'duties'.. Duties, my ass. Anyway, what to do before Heiki decides to appear? Probably talking seems the only thing that can be done.... That and just stare at the office as how Kaji left it.. Seriously, those strip poles...

The only thing going through her mind(besides wondering when Kaisen will remodel) was what to talk about. The Vongola possibly, but she didn't feel like asking too much about that family since it didn't interest her all that much. It was just a sliiight curiosity the immortal woman had. Maybe talk about the changes of the kages that were happening? Hanashi eyed Reborn. "Well, this is a bit surprising... the changes of kages an all, don't you think so, Reborn?"

The streets could not present the taste that Heiki wished. The workers of the corporation walking and talking pass each other, uneffected by the world around them and oblivious to other conversations beside each other. The regular citizens, the 'villagers' who wore there accustom clothing to follow the patterns of weather. The clouds showed no threat to them and the air around them was comfortable as a taste of warm tea with honey hits the throat.

To his left he sees the vendors, yet again, yelling out with a selling point "Hot food! Get your hot food!" "Don't look too bad today, come into my store and we'll give you a outfit to die for" "Let all your worries go away with the new perfume" But there was no physical yelling, the signs only portayed it as yelling as the bold lettering and exlaimation points only further its commerical. All of the junk he saw in this place made it difficult for Heiki to rush through this mission. This place is just a hellhold of thieves....just like my village he thought. It was a place where man would sell themselves to the mainstream ideals of commericialism. He did not see human beings but rather puppets of this village; they were all zombies walking around from place to place having no ideas, no goals...not a single thing. "We aren't invaded by zombies, we are living among them"

Heiki felt a bump on his leg. The train of thought was broken and his hands slide out of his pockets. He looked down to see a young boy, he had to be around five or six, with very green hair and green emerald eyes. He looked up to Heiki with a melancholy look which, for a moment and only a moment, surprised Heiki. He never seen eyes like these before. They were blank yet lively, they were a contradiction just by looking at them. He did not know how to depict such a radiance; They were beautiful, looking into that kids eyes was drinking a fine whiskey or vodka that was so clear and crisp, it was water.

The young moved to the side and said "'Cuse me" before disappearing in the crowd of people. Heiki turned around and looked down at the legs of the people to see a green bush of hair move through. He could not, he had blended in and disappeared out of Heiki's line of sight. He didn't know what that was all about and it was strangely awkward for him. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a toothpick sticking it in his mouth to chew.

His path of zombieville continued and as he walked down the blocks, he only continue to see the same things over and over again to the point of being overly redundant.There was an old antique shop that did not have any vibrant signs or any showy person standing in the front. The door was closed but the sign said open. He looked at the display window to see anything that would catch his eye. He only saw one thing and that was a kunai that bared resemblance to his own. In fact, he could've sworn on his grandfathers grave that it was his kunai....




Another Inhale and exhale from the cigarette. The smoked rolled out of him with precision of an expert smoker. He enjoyed the smell of this type of cigarette. It wasn't uncomfortable to stand in the room when the smoke spread across the airspace, it had the herbs and minerals for vitality and tranquility. The smell of the air was nothing that could be descibed in a singular form; the discreteness of the smell had its own different smell to everyone. Only those who smoke it could taste its true colors which was a bitter and sweet combination of herbal tea lacking the liquid.

He leaned his head up from his hand and onto the back of his chair where his leg rested on top of his knee. These two shinobi, if they were called that, stood among him as knights were ready to sacrifice for a king. The thought deepen as he looked at Hanashi. Frightening those eyes were, they were the eyes of something far hidden. It wasn't death that lurked in them, the feel of death did not reside in any spectacle of her body. What lied in there was something of life, to be a tree to let out the fruits of her bearing come forth and give away to more offspring and spread forth such life.

Reborn was somewhat of the opposite. He was the hitman of the Vongola, the only path he walked could not be life but death. That small stature did not hide the true figure within for Kaisen could see it clearly that he was a tall man, taller than himself and Hanashi whose eyes did not bear the innocent eyes of a child but the relentless fury that overwhelms a person before death. Reborn was everything his father had told him about. He didn't think his father feared him. He thought it more of a level of respect with Reborn. Hell, his father was not even terrified of his original master. Who was he anyway? This master of his that could defeat his father.

The question was intriguing to say the least however, it would have to answer another time. Currently, he was going to walk around a bit. He's been signing papers all day and truly hasn't had a break. Hanashi and Reborn would easily get more acquinted. Perhaps he could find someone else lurking in this mansion. He vaulted over his desk and landed softly on the carpet. He walks in between Hanashi and Reborn and procceed his way towards the other rooms.

He nodded a little as Hanashi mentioned the recent changes in the Raikages in the past few days, or was it weeks? He had sort of lost track of time over the years since it really wasn't that important for someone like him. Of course he always knew what time it was and kept track of important dates, but every day, ordinary ones? Not really.

He would have spoken freely about his thoughts, knowing that Kaisen really wouldn't care all too much if he completely bashed on him or praised him, but Kaisen had gotten up and left the room. He waited a few minutes and glanced down at the ground, touching his fedora lightly, hiding his face. "Its surprising indeed and I didn't expect it, but then again, what can anyone expect in this world? The only thing you can expect is the unexpected."

Standing straight once more he looked at up her and leaned against the wall a little with his little arms crossed. "What's your theory about all this?" he asked, curious as to how the Shikyo thought. They lived throughout the ages so they were bound to have at least some insight on things, right? Sure he had lived awhile as well, but it was rare that he talked to any others as old or older than he.

There was of course the Acrobalenos he could talk to... but their answers were predictable and didn't offer too much to think about since they all knew one another so well despite the way they acted towards one another. The real reason was that was perhaps because deep down they all really did want to become close... but when the vast majority of the people they knew and cared about would vanish before their eyes in what was the equivalent of mere weeks or months in their lifespan they had come to depend on one another to keep themselves sane and down to earth, keeping them human. As such, they all had their own faults and weaknesses, sometimes faults and weaknesses so large it was surprising when they thought about in 'logical' terms since they'd been alive for so long and therefore had time to weed out those weaknesses.

Her eyes followed Kaisen as he walked between them and left the room. Her eyes stared at where Kaisen had dissapeared to, but when Reborn started to speak, she turned her head towards him. Hanashi sorta chuckled in her mind. She wasn't surprise with the changing of Kages, she just found it odd, not surprising, just odd. Now, for what reason she found it odd? Maybe because it was unheard of, of Kages changing quickly. Then, she blinked as she looked at the hitman, why was he so curious about what she thought?

"I, don't care, to be honest." She shrugged as she cracked her neck, and uncrossed her arms, placing them both on her waist. "Either there's a reason for changing of the Kages, or there isn't. Either way, I don't see it as our problem to be honest. We are his advisors, we just advise him, is all and we 'sacrifice' ourselves to protect the Kage... Hmph.' That's what I think, my dear Reborn." Hanashi stopped leaning to the wall, and looked at the ceiling of the office. The way she used her voice, she didn't sound annoyed nor agitated. She was calm, although inside her mind she was still thinking about her lover, her son and the probability of her becoming pregnant again. Nothing new.

Hanashi began to tap her right foot into the floor, she was becoming anxious, being in a place far too long gets her like this. She wondered when this Heiki was going to arrive, was he distracted? Was he on he was now? So many question wandered into Hanashi's mind about Heiki that her slight tapping on the floor with her foot got a little faster without her knowing.