Singing Shinobi Sensation [Quest-Private]

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Name ~ Singing Shinobi Sensation
Rank ~ C
Difficulty ~ II
Description ~ World famous pop group, Daisy and the Weeds, are performing in the capital of Rain. Due to the recent surge in stalkers and obsessed fanboys, however, they've requested the presence of a shinobi onstage with them. Of course, the show must go on, and as such, the shinobi taking on this mission must look and act the part, so as to avoid suspicion, and keep the girls safe during their performance!
Objective ~ Disguise yourself as a member of the band and perform onstage with them, keeping an eye out for anything suspicious, and protecting the girls if need be.
Minimum Posts ~ 8
Participants ~ 1
Reward ~ 2000 Ryo

I looked at the lump of paper with a smile, my first mission as a shinobi, and a C rank as well!
I probably should have picked an easier mission for myself, but I liked a challenge, still do in fact!
I looked around, my room being the most recent victim of the operation of packing for my mission.
I decided to bring my umbrella, just in case, a few sendon needles which I really should have bought more of... a couple of kunai and a few ricecakes that moegi made.

Straightening up, I then began to work on myself, I planned to look like a fan who got backstage tickets or something, and I really needed to look the part.
A handful of wax brought my long green hair up and with a pair of scissors I guessed I looked 'Music lover' material. .. which is lucky, judging by my reflection in the mirror, if I grew a beard and put seom mud on my face, I would probably look homeless..

Then came a knock on the door, in of course came Moegi, her pale wrinkled eyes widening when she saw me.
"Hikashi dear...what are you..."
"It's for a mission" I mumbled, slinging my rucksack over my back and with a quick nod began to leave.

"Are you sure??" Moegi called back.
"You don't look like a ninja!"
I bit my lip silently, resisting the urge to shout back 'there's a reason! but decided not, after all I would still need somewhere to stay when all of this was over...
Walking through the rain's busy streets I eventually reached the gate, handed in the scrawlled papers of realease and with a cold smile, the man nodded and the great gates of Amegekure opened wide.
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There's something relaxing about the rain country, sure the wet ground and air could be annoying... as well as the fog that always came because of the weather... and the smoke form the village....
but once you got past all of those things, it was a pretty nice place.

The sky began to brighten as I went on the road, the last of the rain clouds disappearing as I traveled to the great city of the driving rain.
A trader passed me on the road a few minutes later, his bald head turning pale with fear until I flashed him my shinobi band that was hidden underneath my jacket, immediately he calmed, gave me a warm smile and continued his business, the horse that was under him straining with the weight of his goods.

I was a little puzzled by this, I mean can a piece of metal really show someone your intentions like that? making a note to get a collection of headbands from different countries one day I continued, the soggy soft earth making each and every step a chore until I made to the main cobbled roads and saw it, on the horizon.

Yokoburi, the great city of the driving rain, and my home for the next 48 hours....

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There was a man waiting for me at the great gates when I first arrived, dressed in a perfect black suit with a white tie and a trimmed grey toothbrush mustache, he had an air about him that he was better then you and he knew it.

"Should I be assuming that you are the ninja escort?" he sneered, looking at me with a pair of piggy little eyes.
I half shuddered. THAT VOICE like a running kettle being strangled to dead, like a canary getting sacked.. so to speak.

I nodded slowly, flashing him my headband and appreciating his eyes turning a little cold at that. Teroyoki taught me that in order to be powerful the first step is to act powerful, which was difficult enough coming from a ninja that knew no combat jutsu yet!

I would just had to hope my kunai arm would ring true...
"Well...follow me please." he said sheepishly, turning around quickly and leading me into the great city of the Rain Country.

Yokoburi really was beyond anything that I had ever seen before, like a twisted twin of Amegekure, where everything here is old, industrialized, powered with coal and steam, Yokoburi was.... shiny, new.
Skyscrapers hung up in the air so high that I could not see the top, yet each window sparkled as if it was just cleaned.
The streets were packed with elderly people, teenager going for a day out, tourists and men with briefcases hurrying by in order to get to work. And then there was me, dressed in ragged clothing, following a well dressed man through the city.

I even caught a few glares from a couple of people, Maybe they think I tried to steal his wallet of something.... I chuckled at the thought, lost into my fantasies until I banged into the man, who stopped abruptly.

"This is it" he mumbled, waving his hand upwards.
I looked up and my jaw dropped.
It was huge, not just tall, but wide as well! with polished oaken sides and glass doors which were below a finely built sign that read "The Amber Drop Hotel"
"This is where, Daisy and the.....the weeds are staying" he siad stiffly, opening the door for me as if the gesture was making his organs bleed.
go to the penthouse suite and say that you are the help..."
"The help?" I asked flatly.
"Yes" he growled, stiffing his teeth,
"Now get in!"
without another word I was pushed inside of the hotel.

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The Amber Drop really was something special, although after half an hour of walking up stairs I was really beginning to hate the place. I mean honestly, how many people could really stay here?

The answer I found, was more then enough to make me wish I took a different mission.
After nearly forty minutes of defying gravity I eventually reached my destination, the cream of the crop, the pent house suite of the great hotel.
Paneled with large oak doors (which I later found out were not just bullet proof, but fire proof as well!) and of course defended by about six cameras that were scattered along the hallway leading up the stars on tonights show.

I took a deep breath, made sure my clothes were nice and scruffy looking, and knocked.


Twice.


Three times.

Nothing.


Ripping out a kunai, I used the butt of it and tapped it against the wood, letting a cool ring echo out through the hall.
The door swung open immediately revealing a thin man with long and greasy blond hair who looked at me with a puzzling glance.
And then his eyes went to the kunai that was still in my left hand...

"SOMEBODY HEL-"

"NO" I said, a bit too loud then I should have, stowing the kunai and pulling out my headband.

"I'm a ninja!"
The guys seemed even more taken back by this.

"GUY'S THERE'S A NINJA TRYING TO KILL M-"

"NO YOU IDIOT!"

"Guys, what's going on?" came a sigh from behind the man.
I opened my mouth to say something but the words were caught in my throat.
Daisy was standing right there in front of me, not like I'm a fan or anything...
Her cool blue eyes scanned my headband and smiled.
"Easy Dingo" she cooed, pushing the man who yelled at me away.
"You're Amegekure...right?"
I nodded and she smiled.
"Come in."

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Daisy really was something special, her firm blue eyes able to control you, all of her orders sound like suggestions, and all her questions like the answer relied on the good of the entire performance for the night. Which, I suppose it did.

"How are you going to stay with us on stage?" she asked me, pouring herself a glass of red a liquid and drinking it in a single gulp.
"I was thinking of pretending to be a fan, using a backstage pass to keep close to the stage..."
"Pretending to be a fan" one of the members-Dingo snorted, looking at me accusingly with grey eyes.
"these ninjas can really hurt a guys feelings..."
But with one glare from Daisy he quietened down.

"That sounds fine shinobi,our manager, Takimora will get you a pass before the show."
I smiled and nodded, but before I could say anything else, Dingo interrupted again.
"So, what can this ninja do anyway?"
my smile faded, my blood went cold.

"Don't be silly Dingo" snapped Daisy.
"He's a Shinobi! I'm sure he can do all kinds of amazing things..." she looked at me hopefully.
"Right?"
"Uh..." I began, but before I could say anything, again, the doors swung open and the same grumpy man who brought me to the hotel was there.

"The limo is ready everybody, time to go" he smiled warmly at all of us but by the time he looked at me, this smile was little more then a chill grin.

"Oh, Takimora, the rain ninja will need a backstage pass..." Daisy said as she picked up a guitar and began to make it out of the suite.

"Of course Daisy" He said greasily "It shall be my pleasure." he then turned to me and looked like I was something filthy he had walked into.
"Come on, kid time to go."
I returned the glare and got up.
This was going to be a long night....

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The music hall really was something amazing, it wasn't the size, of the building, or the big statues and decorations that hang along it, although they were pretty impressive, it was the lines of fans that seemed to stretch down for miles before cutting a corner and vanishing from sight.

"First gig?" Daisy asked with a giggle, looking at my completely dumbfounded expression. I nodded not trusting myself to speak.
!Well, do some good work for us tonight, and we might call on you again..."

I laughed at this and the limo drew to a sudden stop, immediately fans screamed and stretched out, held back with velvet ropes and bodyguards in black clothes that looked at all of them, (me included!) with a look of disdain.

I began following the band into the building when Takimora stopped me with a pasty white hand.
"I think it would be best if you guarded..the entrance my boy" he smiled.
I nodded with a growl, resisting the urge to force the vines from my hands down his throat, if only Teroyoki had finished tarining me with them.

The crowds screaming really got at me at some stages but I managed to grit my teeth and stay with my back against the wall.
Seven o'clock,

Eight o'clock,

Nine O'clock, the doors swung open but I was left behind.
I had learned in the academy that the person who gave the mission had to give the orders, but still this was just insane.

As the night began to stretch on longer and longer, my eyes skimmed the clock, 10 O'clock.

With a sigh a pushed through the doors, if I was protecting a band, I should at least be near them.

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Pushing past the crowds of teenagers with brightly colored t-shirts and eyeliner it took me a while to make it even close to the stage, with gangs of people smashing and banging into each other at the very front of it.

Daisy nodded to me as she sang, or at least I think she did, but her view quickly shifted to the crowd beneath her, who were fighting over each other to touch her feet, kiss the stage, they were also showing posters, t-shirts, the gleam of steel...

Dammit
Suddenly Daisy saw it too and her eyes widened, pushing herself away and stopped singing. The fans, broken out of their trance looked at what she was staring at, some scream and other panicked, trying to get away.
The fan growled, a gleam in his eye and reached forward to get onto the stage with a blade in his hand.

Bodyguards moved closer so that they could stopped him, but they wouldn't be able to get there in time...


With a roar I drew a kunai and jumped forward, assuming, a close, locked position that I had learned at the academy so long ago, lunging and with a swing.

The clang of steel ,aided with a microphone on the ground rang throughout the entire building, the fan in front of me, anger in his eyes, daisy behind me and I could hear her panicked breath at the back of my neck.

That was close

Licking my lips I swung my leg at the assailant.

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The fans anger turned to panic at that exact moment I noticed him lower his blade and turned to run, but at that split second my leg met his lower back, slamming him to the ground.

The crowd kept screaming and I could hear the body guards getting closer, their heavily booted feet banging on the stage.

I turned sharply to see the band, led by Takimora away from the stage but when I turned again I could see the fan getting up, he hand dropped his blade, one of his hands up to cover a nose that's blood which flowed freely mixed with the tears on his face.

Taking a deep breath I allowed a few sleek vines to sweep out from the only two holes that I had awakened.
One missed, writhing on the floor but the other struck home, bringing the crazed pseudo-murderer to the ground with another crack.

I winced at this, but I suppose he had it coming.

Security arrived minutes later, and when one produced a knife to cut the vines I laughed, bringing them back into my palms and let the guards 'take care of him' until somebody came....

Without another word I turned around and began to walk to the backstage where Daisy and the weeds were waiting for me...

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Daisy was half in tears when I finally saw her again, her eyeliner starting to flow down her face as dingo gave her handfuls of paper hankies from a small cardboard box.
Beside her was Takimora his shocked eyes looking at me with, dare I say it, respect?

Although I'm a little ashamed of it, I felt a little good seeing him so distressed, it's good that the old fool could actually feel something.

Daisy gave a small squeal when she saw me jumping, forward and giving me a hug which nearly brought my tired body to the ground.
"Thank you, thank you...." I looked at her, noting her blond hair and blue eyes, wanting to make a stereotypical joke but I thought that it would ruin the moment.

Takimora stepped forward and gave me a warm smile, well there's a first time for everything I suppose...
but then I noticed he was holding a slip of paper, my mission slip.

"Well, your mission is finished shinobi, so I do believe it is time for you to go..." My smile fell, old bastard
Daisy stood up at this, her eyes fiery.
"Of course not, Hikashi, you have to stay in the city for one night at least, there's an after party, clubs..." her voice trailed off...

I wanted to tell her that I was a minor and probably couldn't go to any of those places legally, but a better response was.
"Sorry Miss Daisy, I need to leave, the Amekage will want a report from me..." An amazing lie of course, I never even seen the old man, but it made her face fell and with one last hug I turned and headed towards the door...

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2 hours later

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"We're nearly there Ser'Shinobi" the trader said with a smile, with a yawn I got up from my uncomfortable nights sleep in the traders carraige and looked at the horizon.

There it was, The Village of the Rain.
Home.


MISSION COMPLETED