He who leads them[V/Hibari/Open]

The village of konoha was a bit equivalent to the village of kumo considering the fact that it was also bustling with activities. Dray and saburo had gotten into konoha quite late and they had checked into an inn in the village and of course, it was an inn that befitted their stature. The room was comfortable but not too luxurious as they did not plan on staying in konohagakure forever. The night was a short one though it was enough for two well- built individuals to rest as they mostly went on for days without sleeping so it was nothing new. Dray was the first to wake up this morning. He got up from bed and went into the bathroom, taking a quick shower. He proceeded to putting on his clothes in their usual manner as he started combing his beautiful hair.
Looking through the mirror that was opposite him, he could see that saburo was already awake.. A greeting would do he thought...How went the night... he asked..
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Ice woke him up when he left the shower room. When he began to put his clothes on, Saburo was convinced that he was truly out of his pleasant dream of bashing this one pimp's face in for a late debt. He rose and pushed away his bedsheets, revealing his bare-naked chest. "Yesterday was smooth, Ice..." he replied. He began a brief series of warm-ups, such as wrapping his hands around his knee and stretching while on his bed before moving himself in front of the windows through which sunlight gleamed through. He cracked his neck a few times while massaging his shoulders. "Muscles that were tired from last night.... (does elbow/shoulder stretches) are now alright."

Saburo went in for his turn of a quick shower, and then came back out fully dressed in his tank top, yellow jacket and pants, and golden boots. His flame-like hair was as wild as any other day. "You have your things all gathered? We got to hit some places by tonight. Konohagakure has always been ripe for...opportunity".

Stirring in his chair filling out paperwork Daemon was rather frustrated about waking up so early this morning seeing as he had his schedule cleared and rescheduled for later dates. Doing paperwork was not something he would like to be doing on his off day but it saved him from doing it later which was great in most cases.

 Well today was obviously not one were he needed to be doing that because his eyes strained in a rather great attempt in staying open. Tired and bored he had decided to have a change of scenery. It had been a while since he was on top of the Hokage's Mansion it provided both fresh cool air and a view of all the village which certainly would help this boredom. Climbing the stairs to the roof he pondered what he could possibly due today as he was truly lost seeing as how being the Hokage he always had things to do.

 As he made it onto the roof he traversed to the railing where he could see the village. Hunched over with his arm on the railimg Daemon would rest his head on his open palm while sighing intensely, "Someone save me..." He had no idea if his prayer would come through but hey it's never failed before. Daemon was a easy fella to befriend even when he doesn't consider race, rank, or village into necessary factors for friends. He was truly one who loved everyone equally even though he preferred to be alone at most times.

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Saburo got up nicely from the bed and began to warm up. No wonder the daitoshou was this built. Dray could hear crunches here and there that made him giggle internally. He wished he could always do some of those but he was built naturally. He only warmed up through training or perharps, he was being careful not to shatter some icy bones.

Saburo took his turn in the shower and it was real quick too. It was unlike kumogakure where you had long bath in your personal home. Saburo had fitted on his tank top and trousers slighty revealing those well built abs. His golden locks sent light rays in all direction of the room.
He proceeded to tell told dray about them hitting some places tonight so he should be prepared.. He was probably ready to begin his transactions in konoha. That sounded delighting, some fun to catch but they could as well make some pretty nice acquaintanced dray thought to saburo.."I was thinking..why dont we check on he who leads them in this huge and busy village~ the hokage" dray would finish.
WC:200

Saburo made sure that his ninja pouches were saddled in right along his waist and considered Dray's suggestion. Business was not going to begin for a hour anyway, leaving the two them to browse the village for awhile. Luckily, Saburo had also marked where the location would be and how to get there from the inn last night. Furthermore, the cautious fellow that he is, he also memorised two escape routes out from the village in case he ever ran into trouble. After all, his business was always dangerous if the wrong word was uttered or if a casual gesture was misinterpreted. Although he didn't have much time to wander when he arrived and he hadn't been to the village in years, he had learned a bit about Konohagakure's geography from reading what Kumo ANBU had collected on the village for years.

To be honest, Saburo wanted to avoid as much confrontation with authority figures and high-ranked shinobi as possible. He didn't want to be questioned about his activities here, nor get involved in a fight. He just needed to do a little talking with some of the wealthy men from the underworld of this dinky village and he would be out, a richer man. Ah! But yes... that was what he had Ice for.

"If you wish. Maybeh I can get him hooked on some good weed. (pats his back pocket which contained a plastic bag) Then I'll be in good hands for a long time".

With that, Saburo would leave the inn along with Dray...

((OOC: Skip My post and go to the point where Dray and Saburo find and begin talking with Daemon))

Some weed eh..thought dray as he and saburo left the room and exited the inn.

As the got out of the inn, they were faced with a street bustling with activity under a warm weather. Dray had no choice but to admit that this village was more active when it came to buying and selling than kumogakure no sato was.
It was fun to be in a new land, most especially, one as popular as the land of fire but dray prefered kumogakure to here. The land of fire as it's name implied had a hot or more considerable, a warm temperature which wasn't suitable for dray's icy nature.
Unlike kumogakure, there was no thunder zaps here and there, thick storms and the likes of them. The village was just there. A more reason why dray felt they needed to see what the leader of this village looks like.

As they kept walking, dray would appear more like a body guard to saburo always doing the neccessary things as in this case, dray would walk ahead of saburo to ask a villager for the directions to the hokage's home.
The villager would be relunctant at first probably due to the fact that he had not met dray before but teasingly, dray would grab the hilt of samehada and stare at the villager who would chuckle in return and produce the right answers.
Dray would slow down for saburo to meet him as they would continue through the village. Their walk would be silent as a familiar low shriek would draw the attention of dray and saburo. It would look like only dray and saburo would recognize the sound as dray's ace eye would quickly spot the bird.

Dray and saburo would change course and move into a nearby empty alley as dray would stretch out a hand for the grey hawk to land on. It was one of kumogakure no sato's messenger hawk. It had a lightning bolt mark on it's left eye side.
Dray would retrieve the message that was placed in the small cylindrical like compartment that was attached to the bird's right leg.
WC:365

Morning Konoha was city life, and Saburo entered into its gathering of consumers along with Ice as they looked for the path to one who was at the top of the village. But the Daitaishou was not a customer today; he was the seller - the supplier. He is the one who oversees the transaction of what is manufactured and makes sure it gets in the hands of the right people. And the right people are always the ones who have the money to get what they want. Demand makes the world go round. And so long as gets rich, he and his family will never fall down to the impoverished state of existence ever again.

Ice was in front of him and asking for directions to the Hokage's household. That bandaged huge-ass sword with a skull for a pommel would attract attention from the shinobi. Saburo thought about sneaking away into the crowd while Ice was walking to where the Hokage was and wait in the darkness of some alley. Unh... I need a good latte... Saburo thought.

Saburo's eyes shifted towards the sky as a conditioned reflex to the stimulus of a sound wave that entered into his ears. That familiar species of his native land, swooping and gliding above the masses of civilians, had finally found the two targets it was intended for. Following Dray's lead, they slipped into the shadows anyway as the parchment was held in Dray's hands, and he allowed his fellow ANBU to read the message from the authorities.

A bead of sweat rolled down the right side of Saburo's forehead. If it was a message commanding that they return to the village, then it is likely that he was in trouble for whatever reason for leaving or some of his criminal activities were recovered. Even worse, is that the message was intended to be for Ice all along, and right now his eyes were reading official words by the Raikage himself ordering him to kill Saburo right on the spot for treason, while the suspecting gangster was right next to Dray. He dared not say anything, and merely allowed his fellow man to deliver the message to him...

Dray held the little scroll in his hand. Beside him was saburo who looked uncomfortable but dray did not seem to mind. A message from the raikage all the way from kumo to konoha really called for attention.
Always tricky the raikage was. She had written this message in the same code that only anbus of the clouds and few jounins understood. The code itself had no origin, or so dray thought. It was just mandatory for every anbu to learn it and dray was perfect in reading and writing in this language.
As dray held the message, he would read it out so saburo could hear to erase every feeling of doubt between them. The raikage would be arriving in days and they were to receive her and deliver information gathered. Also, it was likely that she would send dray to kirigakure no sato or they would return back to kumogakure no sato. It hadn't been decided yet.
To dray and saburo, this meant they would have to wrap up things in konoha. Digesting the information, dray would tear off almost every part of the message that had words on it to leave only the "period" sign as he would tuck it back in the compartment and lift the bird up in the sky.
Glancing at each other, dray and saburo would drop the civilian shit as they would hop on trees and roofs lightly without drawing any slight attention until they would get to the hokage coumpound.
WC:250

Saburo waited for Dray's reaction. A cautious, analytical, and sometimes impulsive man, he was not able to read Dray's facial expressions so he would have to look for answers that bodily gestures could give.

Dray read the contents of the hidden message to him. It was not exactly an relieving one. The utmost authority of his village is coming to where he has business, on top of other foreign pricks who are all too eager to nab him and return back home with a fucking medal. Why.... is that girl coming over here out of all times?

They made their way over to the Hokage's Mansion, which was distinguished by its flashy "Fire" kanji sign. As their visual acuity improved upon nearing the building, Saburo noticed a figure right on the rooftops. The Hokage? Saburo thought. Eventually, both Saburo and Ice would land on the railings of the Administration Building, meeting face-to-face with the top ninja of the great leaves.

"Lord Hokage, I presume?"

Feeling a sense of instant bloodlust giving him chills Daemon would hear the sound of the rather eviler Bijuu the Shukaku, "Hyuuga child you will have two vistors upon you very shortly. Wouldn't want you getting killed... Maybe I do... I dunno maybe you'll kill for me." Shrugging off Shukaku he felt it necessary to respond to him as so they have some sort working relationship for when he need him, "Uhh, sure Shukaku thanks I guess there will be no death on my hand... At least not yet." Daemon felt the Shukaky was starting to influence his personality but in anycase this village needed a stern leader he couldn't always be the nice guy. "Lord Hokage, I presume?" Looking up he would notice two young men around his own age greet him. To his surprise these gentlemen where both from a village who Daemon felt held an ill will against Konohagakure, Kumogakure. Intrigued and now interested because he wishes were promised his began to address the two, "Ahh, yes although please call me Daemon. Although who are you fine gentlemen, and what can I do for you? I don't believe we have meet before seeing as how you reign from a different villages." Now leaping on the rail behind him, Daemon observed the two as the Shukaku added his own snide comment, "They look like there hear to kill you heheh." "Shut up," Daemon would reply me tall as ge returned his attention back to the two.

Dray and saburo would leap from the front of the hokage mansion as saburo would land some inches away from the hokage and dray would perch softly beside saburo. His steps were silent. He was an anbu. The anbus were known for stealth but kumogakure anbu underwent more than enough training to conceal themselves not only within the clouds but wherever which made it possible for them to travel through villages unoticed or even unhindered.

Saburo would proceed to stylishly make the man confirm if he was the one who led the village that is the hokage but the young man who had dray's stature would only reply that he was more comfortable with being called dameon.
The hokage asked dray and saburo what their mission was since he was well aware that they were not shinobis of the leaf and why the came to see him was what he wanted to know.
All the while, dray's eye was fixed on the hokage as samehada was sensing an enormous amount of chakra within him.. Did he have a tailed beast like the young genin that dray had met in konoha... Only if samehada could have a little taste of his chakra, then dray could get an answer.
Dray simply waited for the right moment as he would leave saburo to do the formalities.
WC:225

They had found the right person. Daemon as he was called, was the one who lead them - the leaves. The mystery was solved in a quick exchange of introductions, and now they knew who they were dealing with, it is time that they let him know who he was dealing with. He had a feeling that this man's insight was beyond theirs. "Pleasure to uh....meet you", Saburo said while bowing before him, lowering his head at an acute angle relative to his own waist while placing his hand just an inch from the middle of his chest. He then resumed his erect position. "Yes, we're here as visitors from the land where storms and mountains collide on the daily. It's a spirited place, Lord Hokage, I wonder if you've been there before? Sikerly, we did not sneak in here, shadow of the leaves".

Saburo could not hear the mental conversation between the Hokage and his Bijuu, and a thing of hap it was, for if those two words had pierced Saburo's ears, he would re-check himself three times before acknowledging that he had been ordered to be silenced, which would have brought his monstrous hands to the junior's neck, crushingly caressing the tiny thing until liquid life within halted at his command. Instead, his eyes wandered for a bit to see from where he was, but not visible from the Hokage's field of vision, a slight rattle from the disguised Sharkskin. The usually immobile weapon vibrating could only mean that a particularly strong chakra was detected. As his eyes met with the Hokage's own once more, he Saburo was also curious on where on the totem pole that the Hokage stood relative to his own. Activating and concentrating his own sensory radar, Saburo casually placed a hand on the railing as his feet met the top of the roof.

The response was instant. Saburo was taken back, caught off guard by the great, powerful chakra that Daemon's body contained. But foremost was the vile signature that accompanied the chakra, a lewed feeling that provoked a particular emotion that dwelved within Saburo's spirit: hate. It was very abnormal. What could this be? Saburo thought, as he closed off his chakra senses, and kept his pose as three beads of sweat rolled down the back of his neck.

"It's a busy day. Everybody's selling and buying out there. How do you, if I may ask, make sure everything goes smoothly and keep the peace if uh...trouble starts?"

Daemon stared forwards seeing as how they seemed to want to keep their names a secret that was highly suspicious. He looked behind the rather large blond man towards the one with a very strange and large blade moving blade. Daemon first assumption was a human body but why would these two have a alive human I front of him. Then his mind clicked but before he could answer the beast of hatred would answer in return. "It's that damn shark skin blade, Samehada. Keep it away from me or I when I break free from here I will destory this village." Daemon rolled his eyes as he leaped from the railing and began walking towards the pair with no apparent hostility as not alert the two. "Lookinh towards the dark haired individual now next to his partner, "Samehada interesting... I'm guessing he's reacting to the Shukaku maybe we should entertain your blades hunger. The Shukaku doesn't seem to like it very much. Maybe I could get him from bother me if he's weakened." Deep within his mind Daemon felt the full extent of the Shukaku's rage as he now walked to the back of the dark haired individual, "How did you come across such a blade? Especially one of the Seven Legendary blade. I have seeked to posses one myself but I have no training at all in Bukijutsu arts." Returning his attention to the other gentleman Daemon would bow himself out of mutual respect, "Sorry, for ignoring your question my curiosity and appeal to piss off the Shukaku was extremely great haha. No I can't say I have had the liberty of visiting the great cloud. I would love to in the near future and be able to know someone from their would be great... Hmm keeping peace during a stressful situations is in deed a hard job but I would like to think people are reassured when they see I am the first to arrive to disaster especially being backed by a the Anbu Black Op's and several other dedicated power ninjas? If you don't mind me asking... Why did you decide to ask that question... Should their be something I need to be informed of. It would seem rather trouble some if I have to get my hands dirty on my day off." Daemon started to think the Shukaku may have been right... Where these gentlemen after him or maybe they were warning him of an incoming threat? In any case the Shukaku would be right their rubbing the troubling question into his head, "What will you do know Hyuuga boy?"

So long, dray had waited for this day. The day samehada would find a worthy opponent. It was time, for doing what he did best.. The man spoke well but too forward in a way.. He talked about a beast in him as samehada had already sensed it's chakra so that made two of them..
The hokage did not hesitate to say that they could as well quench samehada's taste, perhaps, they could..dray thought.. He asked dray of how he had laid his hands on one of the legendary swords of the mist and also talked about wanting one of the swords for himself but dray still kept mute. The man later returned to saburo's question and he somewhat praised himself and talked about his villager's beliefs in him.. Dray only regretted how many of them would know their hokage was gone or how many anbus would arrive in time to save their hokage.

Dray and saburo had entered the village peacefully and like normal villagers. No one suspected a thing. They made their way to the hokage's residence. They were not even spotted by one of the guards as they did not walk through the front doors. They leapt straight to the hokage who was atop the building. Of course, dray knew that the hokage was surely not going to allow dray and saburo put a sack over his head and lead him through the village and out of it and dray also put into consideration some ninjas who might want to play hero of konoha in this process but the chances of someone interrupting them was low because if they failed here, they weren't definetly returning to kumogakure.

For the first time since dray had gotten there, he would speak. The hokage was just a few metres away from him. Three to five at most though he was more closer to saburo. Dray would draw his attention with his calm words..You seem to be an interesting person but....once you stop doing what has to be done, you stop being a shinobi.. dray would finish saying as he would swiftly withdraw samehada from his back and dip it in the wooden floor at the same time, casting a genjutsu on the hokage.
In about a second or two, the hokage would be transported to a different world.. He would see black ninjas coming slowly out of the shadows and throwing shurikens in his direction. Any attempt to attack them would only multiply them.. This was the mist servant genjutsu technique. It was a silent form of attack that would not even draw the least attention.

At this, dray would signal to saburo to immobilize the hokage and have them done with this..

WC:465
CP:493.5

From the tensions running rampant, the hunt had begun.

Sensing a hostile approach, the Hokage casually walked towards them, slipping past in the six feet gap between Dray and himself, stopping short a few meters away behind both of them. Saburo turned his neck and shoulder towards Daemon, putting his back to the railings. He had learned three things today. One is that their suspicions were confirmed: The Hokage was a Jinchuriki, and a host to the one-tailed demon beast Shukaku no less. That put a real spin on perspective of who they were dealing with. Second, the Hokage was truly insightful, for he deduced that in Dray's possession was the legendary SSM blade Samehada, a feared Jinchuriki-hunting weapon in its own right. He could only hope that Dray knew how to use it properly and to its fullest extent, because it tied in with the next lesson of the day. All of Konohagakure would soon hear news of their fragile wishy-washy peace shattered as the tree that held all of the leaves would fall.

Saburo's eyes narrowed once the Hokage finished replying to his earlier question posed. He felt that tension and hostility was in the air between them, and these two ANBU would be in a pickle to pick a fight with the Kage, and a Jinchuriki nonetheless. Whoever made the first move would potentially change history. And so it was done.
In a swift movement, Dray drew out his Samehada, and a couple of seconds later, he gave Saburo the sign known only among the ANBU to go on the offense when a trap had already been set successfully.

Nani?! Saburo thought inside his head, a worried expression on his face. Meeting with the Hokage was what he wanted to avoid from the beginning, and now they were pushing it to the extreme by engaging in combat with him. "Ba...kayaro... you've destroyed my plans!" , as this unexpected development caused him great distress. He was getting pretty darn angry. But there was nothing he could do about it, because Dray already made the first move. While turning himself to face Hibari directly, Saburo's hands flickered into action, casting four jutsu seals as he molded chakra deep inside of him, completed before the Hokage would have released himself from Dray's illusion. Should the Hokage try to rush in at them, Saburo would simply back away rapidly to maintain the same distance between them.

"Suiton: Great Starch Syrup Field". Saburo would spit out a huge volume of sticky water, aiming straight for the Hokage. Upon contact with the floor, the water will bounce right back up violently, towering over several meters of height well beyond that of any of them before crashing back down like a tidal wave. This cycle would repeat a few times in an oscillating series of ups and downs. It was highly difficult to simply dodge out of this due to the great area encompassed, and while the two anbu were safe for the most part, the Hokage would be rendered immobile should this succeed.

Spoiler:

Now, the hokage was done for.. He was trapped in a genjutsu of seeing shadows coming after him and them multiplying when he tries to attack. It was a nightmare. That moment when you feel helpless and coupled with it, he was immobilized by a sticky solution produced by saburo. A testimony to his superiority. Dray now felt remorse not like he always felt it. This was a mission. The raikage had sent them on a mission and they had no choice but to execute it. They were to gather information on konohagakure no sato, they had done that and in addition, they found out more about the hokage. He was the junchuriki of the one tailed beast. An information that proved useful to kumogakure. The deed was done, now it was time to leave..
"we are done here.." dray would say to saburo as he would flicker away..
WC:152
EXIT
MISSION COMPLETED

Apparently, the sneak blitz of the ANBU duo worked. Falling under the influence of Dray's instant genjutsu, the Hokage was caught off guard and unable to counter Saburo's own water jutsu. As the jet of water spewed out with considerable force, the Hokage was hit directly. The sticky tidal waves sweeped him off his feet, as his body was carried upwards then plunged downwards two more times. The Hokage was helpless and as the pool of water spread all over the top of the Hokage's mansion, even spilling through the railings. Completed soaked in the sticky water, the Hokage was rendered completely immobile, for the water was able to stick him tightly to the wet floor. Now, he was laying face-on-the ground, his movements constricted and completely open to death's doors. He would barely even be able to maintain consciousness from taking the full blunt of his jutsu. A real, successful, unexpected knockout right there. History liked to repeat itself, for this historical moment was akin to the legendary Kumo brothers Kinkaku and Ginkaku ambushing the Second Hokage, leaving him laying on the brink of death. In just a few seconds, they had taken down he who led the leaves. Truly, what a lowly village. "What a bigshot he turned out to be...", he said

What to do next? Even Saburo stood stunned, as if he were a criminal caught in his act. Should they kill the Hokage here and there? Perhaps deal more damage to him as to maim and cripple him from continuining his duties? Drop him off somewhere so he would be missing? Or perhaps they should bring him to Lord Raikage, a gift from Konohagakure as the village has attained the Shukaku. No.

They were getting the fuck out of there.

Saburo just lost his chance at a good deal with the Konoha crime lords. Because his partner had grown too ambitious, it was impossible for them to do anything further without risking someone intercepting them. The Hokage was heavy luggage and they were in no position to add fuel to the fire. Plus, nobody would know they were from kumogakure now. They wore none of the clothing nor did they leave anything behind that could trace them, as it would have either been taken with them or disposed already. Only the Hokage, with his incredible insight, was able to deduce it from looks. "Look at this mess, yah damn prick. We leave. Now", he ordered. Saburo would run quickly from the crime scene, heading to the nearest escape route that he had planned out for emergency cases. This was the quickest path out of Konohagakure, and they would be able to put up some distance between them and their potential pursues shortly. Today was not a pleasant day for the Daitaishou.

[EXIT]

Daemon stood at the edge of the railing next to who he assumed was the Sharkskin Swordsmen well of course he truly wouldn't know after falling pray to a rather weak Genjutsu. Funny how the Shukaku could read people much better then Daemon although he would help to keep that in mind during his next encounters with other non native ninja. Breaking the Genjutsu would be fairly easy seeing as how he recently trained himself in the art of Genjutsu. But he wanted to see were this could go. You could only assume the next time anything were to happen it surely would be an attack so he had to brace himself for pain. The Shukaku oddly enough stayed quiet during what would seem or appear as an alarming moment to most of the shinobi that lived in the village. Daemon could still perfectly see the beasts face smirking as he was right all along as to how he was able to read the two. In contrast Daemon was able to read the situation as well as he felt a wave after wave of a extremely warm sticky liquid that covered his body... Now what could possibly happen to someone who possessed a Bijuu? Yeah, that's right Daemon assumed he was going to be taken which in the strangest of ways would benefit him. I mean attacking him out of the blue for no apparent reason what else could possibly happen? Oddly enough his intuition proved to be wrong once again as he waited for something else to happen. His body was still immbolized and the rather annoying genjutsu was still in place yet nothing happened. Now bored and slightly annoyed he thought it was time to free himself from both restraints. First to free his hands he need to release himself from this annoying liquid. He assumed the only thing that would allow him to become free is to push chakra from his tenketsu points to forming a rotation which surely would disperse the jutsu. After finishing the thought he would activate the jutsu just enough that it would release him, "Eight Trigrams: Heavenly Palm Rotation." Freeing himself was easier then expected as he managed to regain his composer upon standing to his feet. Next would be the Genjutsu as he raised his hands to form the Kai Release forcing the chakra within him to disrupt the casters, "Hmmm there we go..." As the vision of shadowy figures faded and he vision return to normal all he could see around him was a messy roof top of his office and the arrival of several Anbu Black Ops. Saying nothing he continued to walk back towards his office as he was followed by his Anbu Captain who attempted to get information from him. It was sad at the level of defense Konohagakure witheld even how he himself was able to fall prey to such low class tricky but that was the disadvantage of being a ninja there were always someone stronger, faster, and smarter then you waiting around the corner. As he entered his sleeping chambers he decided to change his clothing as the Shukaku finally decided to speak out on the prior events, "Those ninja could have killed you and released me on a wild rampage and yet you have nothing to say? I would have shown them the power of true rage and hate the power of a Bijuu! If I am going to stay with you, you at least need to develops some rage or else I'll smother and take over you with my own you peasant." The Shukaku was right if he intended to stay at the peak of power then he would need to know how to handle rage even if he didn't have anyone of his own. How would be be able to control a Tailed Beast if he couldn't bare their hatred, their loneliness, feelings on a level which most ninja could even comprehend that was a question that required an answer for another day... [Exit]

WC: 672
CP: 475 (Chakra Reductions)

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