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[Akemi]

OOC: Nvm. xD But my muse lacks for this jutsu x.x

37|70 (Due to Mr.Ihatekids over there).

Each being within the room was silent with their anxious expressions plastered to Akemi, transfixed at her strong sense of emotion towards her actions. Akkio was even entranced, admiring her sister's will to tend to even the darkest of human beings. His sibling was not to be disturbed, he knew, for it must've taken ages to get where she was now. That very child was weaving her chakra through her patients body thoroughly, taking enough care to dwell on even unecessary details within the medical procedures, her toungue potruding from her lips in an expression of deep concentration. The healing chakra was presented to the man's body at a steady pace, not daring to alter for fear of ruining the entire technique. While a great deal of her chakra was still searching deep within her patient's body to gather the required cells, the child was focusing mainly on rounding up the this man's platelets. As microscopic structures, they were to be handled with extreme caution and care. Before they could clog the bloodstream with such a massive amount of cells, the young healer guided them to the opening of the wound.

There, a small amount of healing chakra was already at work, not repairing the wound, but using it's inhanced powers to create the first step of the process at incredible speeds. Strings of chakra wove through and over each other, being cautious enough so that they did not mingle together on such a level as to where they became tangled. Like invisible needles were pulling these threads of chakra, they began to form a transparant veil of chakra, forming itself into a unique shape in attempts to cover the entire opening of the wound. Now that this sticky net of fibrin had been succesfully created, the chakra consisting of the man's platelets began to launch themselves toward it. Wave after wave, this unnatural concoction splashed over the wound, forced to claim a spot upon the sticky surface of the veil of chakra. An impossible amount of platelets were soon clustered together firmly atop the net of fibrin, wriggling gently in means of escaping with the passing flow of the criminal's bloodstream. And with that, the final layer of this internal net had been formed.

Not forgetting the other masses of chakra rushing around gathering red blood cells, they were soon brought back into a reunion of substances, greeting each other with a clash of the two kinds. The cells' structures were squished against the might of Akemi's chakra, forced through her patient's system towards the fibrin-covered wound. The girl's chakra released their prisoners, the red blood cells springing forth with a joyful grattitude that their pleas for freedome had been granted; only to be failed again as they were caught within the net of fibrin, grouping together in sympathy as their fate was met. Quickly, the entire wound was covered with these cells, able to breathe easier as the strain which had once been it's origin faded away, the substances melting together with the aid of the young kunoichi's chakra. The child opened her eyes just in time to see her finishing touch. Large amazon orbs observed the microscopic structures harden into place, forming a smoothed scab over the fugitive's injury. The bleeding... It had stopped. Akemi had done her job quite well, for the advanced form of the technique.[/size]

[adero]

47/70 meh, good read

[Akemi]

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The man began laughing, his cackles rumbling against the glass walls. He had been healed; if he wanted to, he could simply throw this little girl to the side and walk out of this building feeling fresh and new. Would he do it? His eyes looked about him wildly, his stupid grin showing as much enthusiasm as it had before. Yes... He would take his chance once this girl gave him an opening. That very child was a little wary of his expression, but she moved on to her next patient despite of it. The criminal quickly sprang from his feet, attempting to tackle Akemi to the ground in hopes of crushing such a small and fragile frame. With superior speed, the young healer withdrew a kunai, slashing across her victim's neck, although not instantly killing him. He was on his back now, clutching desperately towards his fatal wound, the crimson substance flowing mercilessly from it's core. Tightening her grip on her weapon, the young kunoichi advanced towards this man, towering over him with eyes raging of a toxic hellfire.

It was agony to watch her lower to the floor, only caring to take her time in the moment as to let her patient know who had the power in this scenario. If it was one thing she couldn't stand more, it was the fact that so many people underestimated her sickly being. With the her hands nearing the man's neck, the girl leaned forward, already focusing her chakra into the palms of her hands. Her soft raven tresses graced her patient's forehead, her voice echoing in whispers throughout his ear. "I may have the power to grant you the gift of life..." she said, her chakra flow inhancing at such a level, it's dance of purity became audible within the entire room. With such a rush of chakra, the fugitive's blood cells had promptly gathered together, the net of fibrin already having been made for them to have as their eternal host. The gurgling suddenly stopped, the blood's longing to be free denied in the face of the apprentice. It was easier this time around. Her thoughts were torn away from this subject, a rough hand groping for her wrist. A dangerous shimmer passing over her emerald hues, the child swiftly clasped her own hand around her patient's fingers.

"But I may also place upon you the curse of death, sir." With that, a burst of chakra was sent throughout her hands, breaking the man's fingers in an instant. Ignoring his silent tears, Akemi moved on to his companion, who was still crumpled up in pain upon the marble floor. This one was skinnier; even more malnourished than Akemi, herself. For some reason, the girl was feeling a sort of connection with this man, as if they'd met before. He rolled over, hearing her footsteps, revealing the same absurdly large gashes, only they claimed his upper arm and part of his face. He nodded in respect towards his care-taker, ignorance not being one his qualities on his first impression. It was then that the child knew she would try her best for him; without another patient, it's not like she had a choice if she wanted to master this technique. Once again, putting all of her weight on her knees, the girl resided at the man's side, folding her hands delicately over his shoulder, her focus at it's best standards. "Ketsuki gyouku."[/size]

[adero]

57/70

[Akemi]

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So what if she had done this naught for many? Akemi's chakra still vibrated with an efficiency superior to almost all other medics, and yet still she was learning the most basic of teachings. Even with the first syllable of her words, the child's hands had immediately began to radiate with a golden mist-like substance, soft whisps gracing her patient's wound with a delicate touch. In turn, the man relaxed, feeling that he was in good hands. Upon the tinkling note of the single word that followed, the young kunoichi's chakra began to flow at an absurd pace, reaching out with a precise wish to manifest inside the palms of the raven-haired youth. The chakra flowed wishfully within the man's bloodstream, gathering the needed molescule strcutures to close up his open wound. While this process was being looked over, the girl was performing another basic procedure along the very surface of the wound with the help of her expert chakra control.

This parting of her chakra was a technique taught by the elders of Waterfall village, which, of course, were ranked as some of the most powerful medical ninjas in the world. The apprentice suddenly put her focus at bay, realizing that everything she was doing was coming automaticlly; this training had turned into a mere sense of instinct. Taking note of this, the girl refocused her attention towards the golden substance that flowed through herself and her patient. Now that the necessary cells had been gathered, it was not a question that she would direct these clusters of blood vessels towards the open wound. Once the cells had gathered there, they repeatedly threw themselves against the sticky net of fibrin that now internally covered the fugitive's injury. They began to clot, accumulating in groups until they were completely stuck to the surface of the net by the intense friction, the heat making it all the better for the healing of the wound.

Several more milliliters of blood ripped through it's surroundings to make it's way towards this gathering, and it didn't take long for it all to come together in a tighter bundle of cells, the groups of molescule structures melting together to form hard mass of clotted blood. With a final spark of golden chakra, the wound had been closed, naming this particular medical procedure a success. Looking over her work, Akemi was glad to cancel her chakra circulation, feeling relief within all ten of her fingers as the pressure was released. "Done," she said, rather loudly, her voice directed towards the entrance of the massive building. The ANBU standing gaurd outside seemed to have heard her voice, and obediantly he stepped inside before taking the two foreign men away. After hearing the door slam behind them, the child turned towards the only remaining human in the room. "How'd I do?" she asked lamely, her tone obvious as to why she was so uninterested in his answer.[/size]

[Akemi]

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"Fine," he replied, advancing towards his younger sister before sitting by her side. Now that their eyes had met, he would be able to really dig into her thoughts. And as a teacher, was that not what he was supposed to do? "This lesson is almost complete, Akemi. Tell me what you have learned today so far." His pupil blinked stupidly in response, realizing that she didn't exactly learn anything. Now that they were alone, though, she could focus more. While she did make it up as she went along, her line of vision would not falter. While her efforts to suppress her ignorance were not acknowledged, the child's brother could tell she was struggling. Nevertheless, she answered. "Ketsuki gyouku, or blood cougulation," she began, beating out a methodic rythm upon her knee as she spoke. "Is the process where the medical ninja focuses their chakra in such a precise way that their patient's blood can be manipulated, but not in any way they'd like.

"It may only be used to clot an open wound, with the help of the user's chakra in order to speed up the body's natural healing process. The advanced version, however, let's the medical ninja complete the technique at a much faster and efficient rate." Her words did not alter from tone to tone. Not that, but it was a normal tongue for the young healer, but was it being thought on too much? Akkio sighed deeply, nodding thoughtfully at his student's words. "You seem to be talking with a most peculiar taste in words, but... Apparantly you've still learned to master the technique even without help. In other words, it was good for being on you own." The shinobi smiled at his sister, but before she could respond, he had withdrawn a kunai and slit the palm of his left hand. "Now prove yourself, again." Shocked at her sibling's actions, Akemi had no choice but to move into action. Her fingers gingerly touched the boy's wound, his blood disturbed by each velvet pad's presence.

Then suddenly a golden chakra rushed forth, enveloping the boy's hand in great whirl of light. A scab was quickly formed promptly afterwards, indicating that the internal process of the technique had already been performed at the most incredible speeds expected of the advanced version of the jutsu. Akemi's chakra vanished into nothingness, leaving behind no trace that there had ever even been a wound residing there. She let her hand fall on her knee once more, taking pleasure to watching her teacher look over his hand with a pleased expression plastered to his face. After being certain there was nothing left of the cut along his palm, Akkio stood up, followed by his apprentice who was still at least two heads shorter than himself. "Excellent," he said, clapping his hands together. What more, now?[/size]

[adero]

add itt

[Akemi]

Dokutaika no Jutsu (Poison Degeneration Technique)
Rank: C, B, A (C Ranked)
Skill: Ninjutsu
Effect: The user slows or stops the effect of a disease, toxin, or poison in the patient’s body.
Special: --
Drawback: Strong poisons may be incurable or require large amounts of time to cure.
Description: The user focuses chakra into their hands, creating a strong white glow. They then focus chakra into the patient’s body, causing it to rapidly create new white blood cells in order to fight off the unnatural substances within the body. It takes four movements to remove the effects of a D rank poison, seven movements to cure the effect of a C rank poison, eleven movements to cure the effects of a B rank poison, and sixteen movements to cure the effect of an A rank poison. Remove one movement for every rank of this technique the user possesses, as well as one for every difficulty rank above D the user possesses. The user can only cure poisons ranked equal to or lower than the rank they possess in this technique. If the user is unable to cure a poison with this technique, they may extend its duration by two rounds per rank of this technique they possess.
Limit: Must be a medic, must know Osenjokyo no Jutsu.

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"Now for a much easier technique." His words were hollow with dissapointment created not by him, but by his pupil. Another lesson? "Shouldn't I be looking around the Wind Capital?" Akemi's inquiry was a reasonable one-- the child only wished to fulfill her duties. "You will get to that later," replied her brother, waving a single hand in the air to dismiss any further thought of a conversation. "As of now you will once again dive into the teachings of poisons. For instance, Osenjokyo Technique; you know that one, yes?" The shinobi's student merely nodded her head in approval; she had learned that one long ago when she was first learning of poisons. "Very good. Then you are ready for a new technique: Dokutaika no Jutsu. While it follows the same basic concept as Osenjokyo, this enables the medical ninja to actually prevent the effects of an injected poison from springing to life. In other words, with the help of your chakra, you can create a cure for almost any poison."

The young kunoichi's boredom only increased with every word he spoke, having already been dealing with poison effect lifting for so long. It was just like The Breath of Life, only this jutsu was not as advanced. In fact, it was fit for a gennin, whereas she was one, but obviously on such a higher level than most. However, she decided it'd be best if she took as less of a time as was possible. "Got it," she said, her response to her teacher's introduction to the lesson having already been stuck within the depths of her mind. Her intructor's smile suddenly dissapeared, an odd trait of his that Akemi herself shared. He brought out from one of his various pockets a bottle, which contained a discolored substance with black gunk floating along it's surface. "A foreign poison. One not of Waterfall, nor Sand, but from deep within the Snow Country. Here; drink it." Akemi made a disgusted face, before grasping the bottle to take a swig. She was even more grossed out to learn that it was warm, but nevertheless it slid down her throat.

She closed her eyes once she took a third swallow, waiting for the poison to take on it's special attributes that only few would be so unfortunate as to discover. She felt the warm fluid spread throughout her body, through her veins as it entered her bloodstream. Due to it's unique temperature, a medical ninja like herself was able to easily pinpoint it's location, but soon it had spread so rapidly that it felt as if it were a part of her body. The girl's grip on the tiny glass bottle tightened, feeling her muscles jerk in denial, refusing to take in the poison. No, she couldn't wait any longer or everything would fall apart! The bottle clanked to the floor as Akemi's hands shot towards her throat, where the very residue of the poison still resided. "Good timing," she heard her brother say, but her own words were the most important of the two. "Dokutaika no jutsu." The familiar enlightened chakra sprang forth from each of her hands, launched towards her throat as it began the healing process.[/size]

[Akemi]

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The young healer's chakra took on the properties of an executioner, who's only wish was to seek out those who harmed her body and destroy them by the millions. This concept began immediately, and Akemi was forced to keep a close eye on her chakra in order for the toxin to not escape at the sight of such a Holy substance, and that it did not, for it was all anihilated. The girl's head was no longer jerking around like some crazed freak, as well as the fact that the muscles located within her neck and along her shoulders were no longer experiancing spasm attacks. The golden chakra moved down her arms and torso promtply afterwards, warding off any poison towards the lower body so that it was all grouped together in one organized pack. Akemi could feel the burning sensation of when the poison and her chakra clashed together, her chakra's power almost always overwhelming such a weak poison and throwing it over to it's fate. The poison, of course, wasn't always so weak when it met a rather weak portion of chakra.

Still not used to the fact that it was being messed with, the toxic substance had became enraged with a certain craving to destroy. It infested muscles, creating an irritating friction within them so that they could do nothing but jerk around like the limbs of a puppet. Yet it still had it's special temperature, so it was in for a rude awakening when it's hosts' chakra leaped forth upon it. It crushed it in barely more than a millisecond, and was able to crush clusters of them by the millions per second. Amazed by her own abilities, the young medic's confidence only rose as her healing chakra kept moving down her body, a silent battle cry issuing forth as all of the poison had finally gathered around her feet. With one final slam of the golden chakra's fury, the toxin had finally been rid of her body. Or had it? The child did several internal sweep throughs over her body with the help of her chakra, finding nothing. The two veils of skin was lifted from her emerald hues, revealing her most precious attribute.

"That was an interesting poison, Akki," she said, fluttering her eyelashes to suggest just how vulnerable she could've been. Her teacher, however, knew how to act as well. "As foreign as that was, you did a good job. But please, tell me how you did it." A smirk graced his lips as his words ended, knowing that this was the part of the lesson which his pupil enjoyed the least. Akemi's own lips formed a tight line, but this time she was prepared. "Dokutaika no jutsu, or poison degeneration technique, is a jutsu where the medical does not entirely wipe out a poison, but lifts it's effects. The poison you gave me was a foreign one, like you said, and so of course I knew nothing of it. But using my medical abilities, I was able to pinpoint it's location and seek it out with my chakra to destroy. This toxin's effects was to cause muscle spasms throughout my entire body, right? I felt like a freak." Akemi slowly began to wring her hands to make sure her fingers' motions were still nice and smooth. "Correct," Akkio replied. "And you looked like one too, by the way but still; excellent."[/size]

[adero]

add ett.

[Akemi]

Mizu no Muchi (Whip of Water)
Rank: "C" Rank
Skill: NinJutsu
Effect: The user creates a water whip with the water around the user.
Special: Handseals
Drawback: ---
Description: A technique that utilizes water in order to create a whip out of it, acting like a normal whip doing anything a whip can do. There is no other true information for this technique other then the fact that it creates a whip. This technique is a basis for a few techniques as well.
Limit: Water Release.

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Akemi was glad to hear being praised by her own brother, who rarely did such a thing. "I did, didn't I?" she said, grinning gently. Akkio's own smile quickly vanished at the very moment she did this, idicating the seriousness of the moment. A silent shimmer within his eyes was all it took to get his sibling to be calm, willing to listen. "Waterfall," he stated, placing a single hand upon the young kunoichi's shoulder. "Has become a poor country since Michiru and her students dissapeared. The elders have hired one merely two years older than yourself to take the role as Takikage." Akemi was astonished to hear such news; an adolescent, trusted to run an entire country? While it was an outrage, she wasn't all that surprised.

The girl lowered her eyes, her voice a monotone. "That village was falling apart long before that, remember? Our clan was what helped most of it come together daily, but... No one's left now. Im not at all surprised that Waterfall is the way it is." The elders had always been disgusting human beings; to depend on a child to support them was not below their level. "This village is run by a proper leader. I like it here, but that doesn't mean Im not loyal to Waterfall. As my homeland, I still pledge to protect it's lands." The raven-haired healer advanced towards the fountain located within the center of the room, letting her brother's hand fall back to his side. "The wind has been like a friend to me while I was training, but the water still calls, even if I dont want to listen." She dipped a dainty hand into the fountain's crystalline waters, activating an almost forgotten pattern of chakra circulation.

Her brother followed after her, appearing by her side. "Exactly. I need you to come back with me so we can reclaim Waterfall's dignity as a whole country. Wont you, Akemi?" His sister simply shook her head, sending her chakra forth into the azure liquids. It was time to start a new technique, and she was tired of devoting herself to the healing arts. Suiton was of her homeland, and she still felt her old dream to master it's field of the shinobi arts. She had almost forgotten how to mold chakra in this unique form of ninjutsu, but still she could feel the water being at her fingertips without even having to touch the water's surface. "Mizu no muchi," she whispered, the liquid reacting within seconds.

The water began to bulge, sparkling as it moved as a prisoner of the sun's rays. Akemi moved her fingers simultaneously; as she lifted one, a certain area of the rippling water would move upwards. Methodicly her slender digits danced, moving the water with the help of her chakra. As if rolling an invisible pound of dough, the child's fingers began rolling the water into one grand bulge of water that rose over it's surface, before finally rising into the air with a rather powerful attraction to it's master's chakra. Spreading her fingers out, Akemi was able to direct the ball of water into one long rod, before thinning it out to form a kind of string. Again, she began to randomly move her fingers, the water reflecting it's movements by molding it's shape continuously. So this is what it felt like to finally reclaim what was rightfully yours...[/size]

[👺 Usiel]

+10

[Akemi]

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The medic quickly siezed control of this flailing object, hardening one end of it so that it resembled a handle. Raising her index finger suddenly, the string of water flew towards her outstretched her hand, her fingers able to flex around it's handle for a firm grasp. In the process, the chakra that was used to keep the rest of the whip under control had been lost, and it had turned to nothing but a blob of suspended water. Displeased by this, the gennin took little time to mold her chakra once more, granting the water it's special properties needed for the technique to be succesful. The string of water was given a sharp edge along it's elastic side, this special attribute used for an added punishment of pain.

"You can still wield your first weapon with ease... You are a special one," Akkio said, watching intently at his sister's actions. The mizu no muchi jutsu? An interesting choice, but does one commonly use water with such a complex chakra concept? No-- in fact, that made the technique all the more powerful. Akemi sprang her chakra forth one last time, creating what seemed to be a three foot long whip. She cracked it, sending water droplets flying in every direction. A wter whip, fully effective in battle should it's wielder be a focused thinker. While this child was neither a fighter nor a strategist, brute strength was always an option. "What have we learned so far?" she asked her brother, her eyes glowing darkly.

"That your not an ignorant little child who thinks that she can simply escape her home without any trouble." His eyes were even darker, their emerald color taken over by an almost obsidian being. "Not to mention that you stole from us at the same time... But Im glad you dont plan to totally erase us within your present... Or memories." The girl suddenly turned to face her brother, swinging the whip right around with her with an almost expert feel for the weapon. It's crack ensued, but it's damage did not. Using his chakra to create a cushion that could suppress even more than a few tons of weight, Akkio had simply caught the attack within his hand. Using that same hand, a burst of chakra surged forth, crushing his end of the whip into nothing.

Waving the whip back in an arch form, Akemi let the rest of the weapon fall like rain over her body in a sense of defeat. "I wanted to see if medics could really do that," she said, already feeling the urge for some taijutsu training. Her brother smirked with the right corner of his mouth, motioning towards the fountain of crystalline waters. "Then do it again, and this time watch closely." He had always like being challenged, especially by someone who he knew he could prove otherwise. His apprentice did as she was told to do; with her left hand she began to mold her chakra, lifting several droplets of water into the air before forming them into a whip-like shape with playful motions with her fingers. "Mizu no muchi."

Her grip was confirmed as the liquid whip fell into the palm of her hand, her grasp tightening as it's properties turned more like the weapon than that of bulging water. The blade was created along it's side, the seam racing along the whip as it was raised into the air. Without using any of her chakra to further it's physical damage, Akemi brought the weapon forth, sending it's north end flying forth in an attempt to hit her target. It cracked yet again, and still Akkio caught it with incredible ease. This time his defense mechanisms had been visible, an dhis pupil had been able to finally see. The young kunoichi let her chakra circulation fade away, the whip vanishing yet again into nothing but water. How did he do that?

Akemi's thoughts would be interrupted, however, once the ANBU standing gaurd outside had decided to poke in yet again. "Lattini, your needed at the Wind Capital," he said, motioning for her to follow him. Akkio assured her that he'd see her when she got back, and until then she should do her job right. The child nodded, following the ANBU out of the building and along a worn path of sand. They arrived at a small hut in the middle of nowhere, surrounding by the massive dunes of sand so that nothing else could be in sight. "Wait for him here," said the ANBU, opening the wooden door. "I'll be inside if you need my assistance." The gennin nodded once again in his direction, acknowledging her duties. So, where was this foreign shinobi?[/size]

[👺 Usiel]

Learned.

[Kareza (Kai)]

It was night time and Kisuke arrived to the city. It was big and confusing at first stare, but it got easier to understand as he continued walking up to the gate. "Umm, Hello!? Anyone there?"

[Akemi]

"Umm, hello?! Anyone there?" A voice came from far off in the distance, it's tone... Eager? For what, is what she was wondering, but soon these thoughts were torn away from her mind as her vision was soon graced with this shinobi's appearance. With the moonlight as her guide, the child could see a lonesome figure among the cold desert sands, and it was he that she had been told to assist. A gennin she may be, her level of power was far greater than most other low-classed shinobi. The young healer sprang forth, her small body dissapearing into the winds themselves before reappearing merely four meters in front of Sand's guest.

"Good evening." The innocence of the phrase ringing out pleasantly, even in this morbid darkness. Underneath a starry-sky such as this, each being seemed to have their own natural grave attributes, but this man was in Suna's territory now. As the Kazekage had done so to herself, this man would not be taken lightly. "State your business here, if you would," she finished, the child's emerald hues shimmering dangerously to suggest just how fond she was of strangers who barged into foreign lands without headbands. Noting the hostility that had been created within the air, Akemi quickly urged her lips into a smile, nodding in this outsider's direction to indicate that yes, he had been granted permission to speak.[/size]

[Kareza (Kai)]

At first, he didn't hear anyone respond to his little call. He was about to scream out louder until a small figure appeared out of nowhere. He looked a bit harder and it was a little girl. He thought to himself Hmm, she's kinda cute, but too young for me. She seemed to have manners as well, gracing Kisuke with a nice comment. "Good evening," he said staring at the girl.

"State your business here, if you would."

He looked at the girl wondering why she seemed to be so tense. Was she to attack him if he said the wrong thing? He thought to himself for a while thinking about what to say, but he just decided to come out and say it. "Well, I'm here to become a sunagakure ninja. You see I'm not actually a real ninja and I thought it was time for me to become one. I thought over about all the villages but this one stuck out the most to me. I believe this is where I belong." After all he said, he thought about the little girl in front of him. Is this what they send for me? Pretty funny, but...I guess I'll go along with her for a while to see whether she's telling the truth and all.

[Akemi]

The emerald-eyed apprentice simply blinked stupidly, a sudden breeze enveloping each shinobi promptly afterwards. Her silken tresses of shadow flowing delicately with the winds, her child-like voice would pierce through the short distance that had been set before them once more. "You are non-ninja?" The girl had heard of this rare kind while at the academy, but never had she met one. This man was no longer deemed an unworthy traitor within the medic's mind, but instead of a lost individual who seeked sanctuary. While Suna was too harsh of a land to be called such, nevertheless Akemi outstretched a single hand. "Then; welcome. You've arrived at our country's Capital."

Her smile fading into what was classified as a smirk, the child's aura seemed more approachable; almost friendly, to say the least. I approve of this man, but who knows what he's brought into Heero's country? Had the stranger taken her hand by now, she would release her own, returning it to her side while it's opposite came to reside delicately upon her slender hip. "May I ask of your full name?" she asked, looking up at him with a harmless smile. She honestly couldn't care less whether or not he answered; the ANBU that had been in hiding had already gathered the information they needed, and were swiftly making their way towards the Kazekage tower without a trace left behind.[/size]

[Kareza (Kai)]

He silently awaited the girl's answer. The wind was blowing, caressing his shadowy figure. It was pretty dark and he thought about his little gift he had. Suddenly the small girl said something which broke his train of thought. "You're a non-ninja?" He came back to reality but he didn't want to get into it so he said "Yes." He stood there for a short moment until she said,

"Then; welcome. You've arrived at our country's Capital."

She stretched her arm out like she wanted a handshake or something. Kisuke didn't want to embarrass her so he walked up to her and grabbed her hand with a smile on his face. Unfortunately, she just pulled it back right after he grabbed it. His smile went away, but he was kind enough to answer her question. "My full name is Kisuke Kaitage. It's a pleasure to meet you what's your name?"

[Akemi]

His question was expected, but yet it would not be answered. The child giggled at this, her soft locks bouncing playfully with her gentle laughter. "My name?" she asked, her vision ascending towards the heavens. "You've only just got here, Kisuke. What makes you think you can be trusted with an exchanging of names?" Her smile became more etheral, the silent message from the ANBU reaching her ears. Nodding to herself, Akemi began to act swiftly. The delicate creature clasped her dainty hands behind her back, looking up at the man with a harmless gaze.

"Just where have you come from, Kisuke? And why; why Suna of all places? You claim that you belong here?" Her voice, strong with emotion, was naught to be altered should he interupt her. Wind country needed strong-willed shinobi, and therefore the young healer was expected to see through to that. Her pleasured expression did not fade either, on that matter, and still it remained as she spoke a final time for the moment. "And please, don't feel that your cornered. I'd just like to know what you think is so special about a desert... That's all." The real question was whether or not this man would make a good shinobi for the Kazekage, and his next words would be what determined his submission.[/size]