Get the F*ck out of here!

[Yun.]

F*ck!

The boy's legs began moving at a frighteningly rapid pace, moving him as far away as possible from the current town in which he was residing in. The sky roaring with thunder, and Yun running on a small breakfast, he would attempt to leave this land as fast as he possibly could.

—Flash-Back—

The mourning sun crept slowly upon the landscape as Yunskei lay upon a futon, his eyes cracking open slowly to let his gaze meet with that of anothers; a woman to be exact.

"Last night was wonderful~ &hearts"

Who the f**k are you?

The woman was in her early 20s, and her.. assets above the norm. His gaze would wander until he discovered a bottle of sake, laying empty upon it's side.

He was intoxicated.

An awkward silence befell the duo, and in that period, Yun disappeared within a shunshin, the girl left with a puzzle to solve.

—End flash back—

As he ran, he would let the words cross through his mind in a traffic accident of confusion. He did not know what to do really, he did not want to keep bonds there, and he had to leave before it was time.. for the meeting with the Akuufu and Kouketsu. Moving quickly, he would let the time pass by, his mind keeping him going until he would let himself sit in a spot in where his Akuufu reminded him to meet, letting the rain cast down upon his flesh.

"Where are you, big brother.."

{Move to Land of Rain}

[pandoru]

{Moved}

[remix]

After moving through the country he would note the face of someone new, someone whom wasn't a shinobi of ame. Foot steps brought Nagaku near the boy, and taking a stop about 3 meters distance, the amekage narrowed his eyes upon the figure. Lips parted, and his speech proceeded with a hint of hostility -- hands at his sides as his guard increased.

"Identify yourself, boy."

Both katana's at his side remained close to the shinobi's thumbs, and frankly, not only was he eager to delimb the boy (because sadly, as Amekage- attacking someone of your own village is just wrong and tyrannical), and hopefully have fun with him a bit. Yet, for now- he remained within his position; either speech or action would do from the foreigner.

[Yun.]

Yun would pivot on the ball of his heel, turning to face his assailant. He was tired, and running thin with patience, for the moment he would put up with this person. Yet, the moment he finished his pivot, he would let the past memories of that face flood into him. It was his fellow Kyodai; Nagaku Toda. He was probably here to wait for Sakujo as well.

Why hello to you, too, Nagaku.

He crossed his arms, letting his friend take his time to respond.

[remix]

Nagaku himself seemed to be, rather- unimpressed by the boy. No doubt, he merely stared indifferently towards the boys position without a care in the world. Lips parted as a sigh fell through his lips before thinning back to a line, an eye gazing towards the figure, staring into the depths of his soul.

"Yunskei. It still amazes me how such insignifigant power as yourself gained a title. But then again, I suppose it'll manifest when you get yourself killed. Always be on your guard."

Nagaku narrowed his eyes, ebony strands falling to the sides of his face as he gave a slight frown- a sudden impulse to just hack away into the boys body coming over him. Of course, around these people Naga was more than capable of truly being himself; as people say "his true colors" showed. No longer the kind, laid back shinobi that was leader of amegakure. Rather, he was that of an uptight arrogant, greedy, asshole. To prove such, he would... attack Yunskei.

"Or this might happen."

A swift movement, a shuunshin; his body moving at a swift speed as a katana slashed towards the boys body in a thrust, his movements a blur- this difference in level showing. However, Nagaku wouldn't hit the boy, instead the sword would slice past him over his shoulder, and hit the tree behind him. Naga merely stared, eyes dulled and expressionless, the sword dislodging after a few moments and thus returning to his sheathe. He made no attempts to spark a conversation, due to the mere fact he was ... "twitchy." It'd been awhile since he had actually killed someone, and point made -- he was addicted to murdering people.

He was a serial killer, and there was no one to kill.

[Yun.]

The words of Nagaku would creep upon the nerves of Yunskei, scratching against each and every unwanted feeling the boy held within him. Obsidian slates closed ever so slightly, cutting off his vision of Nagaku, yet the words he spoke moments after his lids shut, he would open them, born anew were his feelings, and a lazy glance within his occuli.

Watch where you swing that, Naga-kun..

The young genius would not care much for the swing, yes it did confuse him as to why he attacked, but it mattered not. For soon, he would show this man what it meant to threaten him. A sigh would be cast from the young man, and a smirk crept over his lips.

He disappeared in a flash.

Appearing behind Nagaku, back to his back, and pale digits forming a handseal. His shadow would trace across the ground with break neck speeds, and soon, a tendril would break forth from the ground, sharp as a spear tip, it would point towards his neck, mili meters from piercing his tender flesh. Yes, this was the use of the Kage Nui, Shadow Sewing technique.

I'm assuming you're here to meet Sakujo as well?

He would ask quietly, an expression plastered upon his face that cared little emotion for the current events would show that he had somehow.. grown used to sharing space with hostiles. Sighing, the shadow would disperse, and Yunskei would turn to him, his patience growing thin for Sakujo.

No words were exchanged.

[remix]

Except, Nagaku wasn't in the least going to be tarnished.

The flicker was unexpected, yet at the same time Nagaku found it interesting, back to back they would stand, making it easy for the shinobi utilizing the sound release to hear him. Simuntaniously as Yun's handseal was created, Nagaku would turn upon his heel -- his right foot kicking outwards in a thrust towards the boys spine; a kick that would no doubt numb his body for a moment, and send him some distance away.

Such was rather easy to do, and considering their positioning and the face Yun's seal was being made at the same time the kick was being thrusted out, what were the chances of this missing? Prodigy or not, Nagaku was indeed, generous to have not killed the boy; there was something about him that just...

Pissed Nagaku off.

Foot returned to the ground, and his body relaxed as he would stare in the location of the younger brother, lips pursed together in disastisfaction. Atleast Yunskei passed the time... just a bit.

"Don't try that again, little brother. If you do, the next strike will be my hand ripping out your spinal cord from your neck. Is that possible? I'll make it possible."

A simple statement that was no doubt quite easy for the male to do, crimson occuli possessed with a bloodthirsty gaze, lips forming a slight smile. For starters, he enjoyed picking with him, and for kicks; he liked making threats that he'd really probably never do.

"... You okay?"

[eiji]

It wasn't difficult to hear the voices within the forest, not to mention the thud from when the sword hit the tree. Although the Kumomusha was a small distance away he knew one of the voices well, none other then his very own Amekage. Although the other voice also seemed strangely familiar he would move sluggishly, slightly hunched forward.

His boots patted lightly against the earth as he made his way closer to the noise, a small but sudden leap would send him up to the branch of a tree. There in front of his eyes were Nagaku and Yun, screwing with each other, at least by the looks of it. Crouching, he rose his knees to his chin, auburn optics looked carefully.

You two..

None other then his big brothers.

[anotsu]

It is rather splendid to see my brothers acting so-- jovially.

t h e m e

I revealed myself with a shunshin [1/5] which left me on the outside flank of the duo. My left hand was comfortably tucked into my left pocket, fidgeting with a trinket of sorts. Odachi rested comfortably across my shoulders, it's handle adamantly enclosed in my right palm. Nagaku, always as stubborn as I've known him to be. I enjoyed witnessing their quarrels-- I found them rather entertaining.

It is good too see you again, Naga-kun, as well as you, Yun-san.

I bowed to each of them as they were addressed with no concern if they payed their condolences back. In an instant, Odachi was hoisted from my shoulders where upon I extended it, with one arm, toward the direction of a distanced tree.

Even you, Sachi-kun.

I was referring to my Kumomosha shatei observing quietly from atop one of nature's pillars. Kouketsu was in nowhere's distance, though I figured he would make his appearance when he felt it was necessary. After broadcasting his arrival, I expected him to join the rest of us -- though I remembered him taking a liking to high places.

Nevertheless, Odachi was lowered toward my side, it's luster reminiscent of the sun's reflection in a pond. As I observed who had made it to the rendezvous, I noticed a miscalculation on my own part. Alas, all I could do was smile.

Well, it seems there are more kyodai than shatei present at the moment. With Sachi being the only shatei present, I suppose we will just have to make do.

I took slow paced steps toward my brethren, Nagaku and Yunskei, who had seemingly became less interested in there quarrels. With Kouketsu absent, I began anyway. His superior hearing skills would more than likely enclose the distance necessary to hear my speech. My smile dropped to a null before I turned my back toward the pair.

It was time to commence business.

Brothers, I've summoned you all here in order to organize a strategy that will make us all richer in the end. As we all know, shinobi pride is what creates an optimum shinobi. Putting their lives on the line for the sake of their home village as a testament to their dedication to the shinobi way.

I faced about to provide a menacing glare toward my two siblings. Though we shared wonderful times together, there was no room for jokes and silliness in the face of commerce.

Forget every militaristic philosophy you've been programmed to uphold from this day forward because you are no longer shinobi.

A grin meandered onto my face.

You are.. kyoutou (gangsters).

[seppuku]

It's a shame they're both so-- irrelevant.

Merely seconds after Sakujo made his own appearance, Kouketsu himself would appear within the vicinity. As a whole, the man had changed entirely; hair was cut yet retained is charcoal hue, and for the first time since their awakening, Sharingan eyes were no where to be seen. The Akuufu didn't need unwanted attention, so the use of such powerful tools weren't in demand.

He sat perched atop the peak of a single pillar, legs crossed quite formally. One hand rested upon the callous surface, while the other merely propped against the highest knee, supporting his chin with the backside of his palm.

Both of their movements seemed slower than slow-- too generic and blocky --his mundane eyes having adjusted to the use of Sharingan to such a degree; his senses had become unique, reaching their maximum potential at such an early age.

Both of you, pipe down - you're going to give me a headache.

Regardless of their power, or family squabbles, respect was due and given with the eldest of brothers-- or the Haku, obviously --hit the scene. Though holding similar titles, the difference in power was quite-- explicit, to say the least; Kouketsu merely turned his countenance to peer off into the distance, befalling Sakujo as he began his rather touching soliloquy.

Indeed, Sakujo-sama. I must say, it is grand seeing you all again. It's been, what, several years? You've all grown up so much.

His tone had softened once again, seeming to lack the intensity it once held. He never truly held any expression for people to discern other than what appeared to be an arrogant-happiness, opting to keep cool and calm no matter the situation. It produced-- the best results, he found out.

[anotsu]

As I had anticipated, the final piece to this elaborate puzzle had finally come into play. His voice lofted through the air, commanding yet humble toward his bickering siblings. He made it just in time to hear the introduction of my declaration. I made no attempt to address him as it seemed redundant for the route we were about to take. I continued with my debriefing.

sakujo no akuufu

And as kyoutou, we have a certain.. 'reputation' to uphold on a plateau that extends farther than any shinobi could even fathom. In order to maintain stability on this tier of excellence, we will need income-- fast income.

The thought of live-action evolution tickled me in ways none could imagine. To see not only myself, but my brothers living in luxury in the origin of conflict was enough to make me sell my soul to the devil himself. Fortunately, this is a negotiation he and I have already come to an agreement with. A smile broke forth as I continued on.

sakujo no akuufu

We are currently missing the amount of shatei necessary to engage in any wide-scale activity so, for now, we will have to make due with the numbers we have.

I turned an attentive eye toward Kouketsu who sat comfortably, honing in on my utterances.

sakujo no akuufu

Kouketsu-sama, you will acting on your own in this assignment while Sachi-kun will, from now on, be partnered as the shatei of Yun-san. Naga-kun, you will be acting on your own as well.

I lifted my hand to allow slender digits their passage through my veil of ebon bangs, making sure they understood the severity of this objective.

sakujo no akuufu

To avoid any risk of familiarity, none of you will be assigned to operate in an area you are known to inhabit. Your mission is simple-- emancipate as much currency from wayward shinobi as possible. Though you may reap the benefits of your hard work, a quarter of the obtained funds will be issued to a 'pot' in the main household in order to raise 'bank' for the Akuufu no Kora. These earnings will attribute to things such as funding for more durable garments, weaponry, and eventually creating our own nation.

sakujo no akuufu

None of you are to utilize murder as your first resort. At most, incapacitate them. There is no need to bring any unnecessary attention to our existence. If they prove to be more than you originally interpreted, you are then permitted to resort to whatever tactics necessary to stay alive. If this means taking their lives, so be it.

I converged my focus on Nagaku after that statement, an insinuation of my knowledge to his natural blood lust. Though it was admirable, nonetheless, the mission couldn't be jeopardized all due to his inability to control himself. Surely, he knew the repercussions for acting out against his orders.

sakujo no akuufu

Kouketsu-sama, you are to traverse Kaminari no Kuni initially until your wellspring has gone dry whereupon you will head for Tsuchi no Kuni. Nagaku-kun, as Amekage it would seem rather reckless to have you loot from your own people. With that said, your destiation will be Mizu no Kuni. Should you be left without any others to pillage, you will head toward Tsuchi no Kuni to continue with the mission and rendezvous with Kouketsu-sama. Together, you two will enter Kaze no Kuni territory. I've appointed you two to this location due to the notoriety of Sunakagure's defenses. Yun-san, it has come to my attention that Kusakagure has recently lost their Kage and have appointed another, less than capable individual to fill the role. This will be the perfect exercise to get you and your newly appointed shatei better acquainted with one another. After this, you two will head linearly to take down Oto no Kuni, Taki no Kuni, and Yuki no Kuni.

I turned to each one of them, individually, as I continued.

sakujo no akuufu

Confiscate items and weaponry you deem worthy to be carried back home, as well as individual shinobi headbands. Should any of you, at any time feel as if your task is too much for you to handle, make no hesitation to return to our home to await the rest of our arrivals.

The expression of adamant sternness had lifted from my visage to portray my usual facade, that of a smirk.

sakujo no akuufu

I, myself, will continue searching for eligible candidates for the position of shatei who will eventually be assigned to our two remaining kyodai.

My chest filled with air as I exuded a cavernous inhale which was immediately followed by a long-winded exhale. At the bottom of the breath, I signaled the start of my delegation. It was time to bring our dreams to reality.

sakujo no akuufu

Dismissed.

A shunshin deviated their perception of my visage, instead replacing it with a plum of smoke.

[e x i t]

[seppuku]

Kouketsu listened contently as Sakujo continued on, distributing their orders accordingly. He found it quite-- relieving he was not 'stuck' with the underling, allowing him to exercise his ministrations at his own pace; he didn't like feeling rushed.

Splendid. Such an easy target.

His words rolled softly as Sakujo finished addressing him, moving on to the others. He let his eyes rise to the heavens momentarily, partially day-dreaming.

It's about time--

These words were more to himself than any other, muttered barely above a whisper. Such an expression was rare on his countenance, and had already vanished by the time Sakujo had truly finished his speech with a commanding dismissed!

Hai!

He moved merely a moment after the Haku's own exit, leaving not even a plume of smoke in his wake - there was merely a soft slither of wind, and he was gone.

[remix]

"..."

Nagaku had pretty much nothing to say-- merely listening to what he was told to do was relevant in such a situation. He found that some of the speech was directed at him; which none the less brought bad tidings. He couldn't kill anyone. A slight groan, and he stayed quiet, contemplating on what to say, or do. Shortly, it was over-- and the Haku was gone. The orders were no doubt simple; leaving Nagaku alone with Sachi and Yunskei.

"... One thing before you depart, Yunskei. Even if we are no longer shinobi, I cannot lead Amegakure with such... pathetic excuses of ninja. Which means-- if anything happens to Sachi, you will take his place within my ranks."

No doubt, Nagaku was far from joking- and he turned his back to the two as he headed towards his village.

"On another note, be safe. I wouldn't have anyone to slap around if you die on us."

[ exit.

[eiji]

Well, it would appear the rest of the group had shown up, my how it had been a long time since he had seen some of these faces, it was somewhat nice to see them again. The arrival of the Akuufu was quick, as was the orders given, he had missed working with these guys, it would be refreshing to do something with everyone back together. He remained dead silent as he listened carefully to his orders, a mistake could cause problems for the entire family-- which simply wasn't acceptable.

Auburn orbs flicked over at the mention he would be working with Yun, he would observe him closely, it had been some time, but he was sure things would go smoothly.

The akufuu would wrap things up quickly, with a firm 'dismissed' he would exit just as quick as the group had gathered, Kouketsu would be gone just as fast; leaving Sachi with Yun and Nagaku.

A body flicker would be utilized, Sachi would appear at Yun's side, but he watched Nagaku carefully as he was speaking, although he remained silent the entire time. Nagaku would bring up the subject of something happening to Sachi, his right brow would perk up in interest, did he really think he would be foolish enough to get killed? Sachi would begin to nibble on his lower lip at this point, still standing slightly hunched, listening carefully as he went on. The Amekage would soon finish speaking, and leave himself; leaving only Sachi and Yun left.

Turning towards Yun he would pause for a moment.

"Me and you, huh? It has been a while."

A small smirk would make its way upon the Kumomusha's face, he would slowly turn to face to his left.

"I hope you'll excuse me for a moment though, I wish to take one more walk, Nii-san. I'll be back shortly, then we can move out as ordered."

With that said, he would slowly walked off into the trees.

[Exit.]