Mitsuhide was in the training grounds yet again, focusing on his training with his weights. He had gained an extra 5 pounds, so he had to adjust the weights properly, so now he needed to adjust. His weight would shift a few pounds every so often, but that was natural for him. Most of the time it was just water weight and would be gone after a simple workout. But today there was a think fog upon konoha, very thick in fact. Mitsu blended in with the fog very well actually, with his white hair and cloak on. Mitsu was mostly running and jumping back and forth, practicing a few punches and kicks as well. Things would be easier if he had a training partner. When it came to taijutsu, it was always better to have someone at least the same level as you in order to train with new techniques.

But the fog was not only beneficial, it was also a neuciance. His vision was vastly limited and he had to pay close attention to what he could see. He generally stayed in a simple area, making sure he knew how many steps he had strayed so he could return to the right spot. Mitsu never really tried to keep a specified style, but instead used mixed martial arts. He had studied many styles and tried to find an even balance, along with his one slight twists here and there. He still wasn't perfect in his forms, he knew that, but he never really had anyone to spar with. That would make so many things easier. Having a second opinion to help point out things he might have missed would be a great addition to training. After about a half hour or so he decided to stop for a break, pulling out an apple from his pouch and pulling out an old bone dagger he always had with him.

Awhile back, Mitsu grew tired of having to grow a new knife every time he wanted to peel an apple, so he took more time than usual one day to make a knife. He focused on making the blade sharper than ever before so it would last. And since it was going to be used for just apples, it would last for a very long time. So he pulled it out this time and started whittleing away at the skin of the apple, until it was removed of all its skin. Mitsu took a bite and heard the brisk sound that was all too familiar with that action. The snapping of the piece and the sound of his teeth sinking into the juicy flesh, the sweet nectar almost gushing across his tongue, sending sweet flavor to his brain. Mitsu always made sure to get the sweetest and juiciest apples there were when he bought them. He was quite familiar with one particular fruit stand vendor, being his best apple customer. They would often chat when Mitsu needed to stock up, and he ever let one apple bought go bad. The man was a nice one, and very kind. He too made sure none of his produce spoiled and threw them out before sale if they had.

Mitsu closed his eyes as he chewed, remembering the last meeting with that man. He smirked a bit at the rememberance. He leaned back against a tree and relaxed. His mind focusing on his surroundings. Being that he couldn't see, even with his eyes open, he would hear better, or at least focus more on the sounds. If someone were to come near, he would hear them most likely.

Nobody would appreciate the black overcoat he wore because he had slandered the name of Hokage terribly. Medusa and Shihouin walked side by side in an empty training field. She had been clothed in a black scaly shiny dress that stuck tightly to her hips and thighs, curving her perfectly. Shihouin wore the Hokage's robes and the hat strapped to its back with a thin strand of cloth in front of his chest holding it still against gravity. Instead of pure white and smooth red, the color had been changed to black and a blood red color. He had brought his darkness upon the land, it showed. Fog clung low and surrounded him in a murky texture.

Medusa walked a bit ahead of him and her feet seemed to never get dirty. Every time she rose a pale sole, it always showed clean even amongst the soil she tracked in. "You're a snake... So much that your feet are clean when you walk." "And?" Medusa grinned as they continued to walk. "The soup is ready. It's hot and warm and I think we should scae-" "Share, you mean. Share. You know the ability to give yours for the benefit of others?" Hmph. Sharing was not apart of her vocabulary as a king snake.

Medusa was the snake that devoured other snakes, spreading her neck wide and thin in superiority over men. She didn't care who it was, when it was, a meal was a meal. She would eat and be filled and be happy. Though no matter how good her meal was, she was always aware of poison. As poisonous as her mouth was, the sweetest candy could surely spell death. A snake meant to poison had no way to heal, vice versa. UNless you were Orochimaru... That sniveling experimental bastard.

"Politically speaking you must test it. You'd honestly tell me you would sit there and gorge on it if you knew you would obtain a better Sharingan?" Medusa remarked. "I can do whatever I want to, I can wage war with countries across the lands, seas and skies. I have absolute power and I'm certain the Hokage is not coming back for a long time." He grinned evilly, and bare teeth to bite too. "So you're going to stroll around acting like a dick and defaming the purity of this village." She noted the black Hokage uniform. "When you know that big-titted broad Ayame is lurking. She's stronger than you. She's got ties that run deep and she's no push over." Medusa emphasized. What Medusa didn't understand was that time only ran deep when the time was right. Not every generation was famed to repeat and surpass the previous one. Talent took time, and legends were born over the spans of decades. "Since when did you start to care about Ayame? I am well aware of her strength. She is nothing compared to the Sharingan." Medusa walked a bit slowly now. "You can't just... You can't go testing that stuff on anyone and everyone. Arcadia gave blood, no Arcadia was forced to give us blood because of the possibilities of her bloodline. I called it "primordial soup" for a reason."

Shihouin continued walking in silence, completely ignoring the wrench who had developed feelings. Maybe her uterus was working after all, no matter how scaly her outward appearance was. The empty field led into a dank fog which was near the training grounds. He felt the presence of a shinobi within the mist and hushed himself. Today was an important day. Not only its importance but it's value. They could make a trademark discovery, in terms of physical human ability. No, the more correct term was alien ability. Anything that they would alter today wouldn't necessarily be human by a long stretch. He knew that the public eye was not in his favor, but there were not enough mobilized Jounin to vote against him and the civilians kept their tongues in the back of their mouths because they didn't know enough. They'd soon praise him and throw their selves at his feet. Soon enough. Soon enough.

As they drew within a few meters he could see a child leaned up against a tree, relaxing. Medusa positioned herself in secondary, hanging behind him and on his right. Shihouin led them up and they simply stopped. He was a growing tyrant and that much became obvious. Everyone knew he was Hokage, but he didn't exactly care about them knowing. He only cared about how they acted in the presence of the Hokage, and more importantly power. He didn't even speak, he simply waited for the boy to properly acknowledge him.

Mitsu had closed his eyes for a few minutes, thinking. He had heard things about a new hokage. Strangely, he didn't care all too much, he simply kept training. New management didn't matter to his as long as he could get stronger. When his eyes opened though, he saw a man, wearing an altered hokage outfit. Considering he had heard some bad things about the new leader, he assumed this was him. It took about half a second to realize the leader of the great Konoha village was standing right in front of him. Mitsu quickly rose to his feet but did it as to not appear nervous or afraid. Mitsu kept his face straight and kept his respect.

Mitsu was not one to judge others before knowing them. This would be the same case with the man standing at his feet. Mitsu properly bowed to him. "Hello Hokage sir. I have not yet had the honor of meeting you personally yet. I have heard rumors about you, but I do not believe on judging those I do not know. And as a second point it does not matter considering you are the hokage. You are in charge, and I will obey. So is there something you need from me?"

Mitsu actually liked the altercations this man made to the robes. Sure, they looked eerie and darkening, but the evil look always looked cool. at least the GOOD evil. He noticed the woman standing near the hokage, but the fog WAS think and it blurred some of her features, considering she was standing a bit back. He assumed he had motioned for her to stay there while he made a closer approach.

Yamazu dashed through the tree branches, the usual big smile that adorned his face notably absent and the ANBU vest he had found clutched in his hand. During his investigation into the disappearance of Arcadia Kinzoku, he had come across some disturbing conclusions. He had swiftly made his way into the Village to get things straightened out, but there things had only become more disconcerting. Due to the fact Yamazu did not actually live inside the walls of Konoha, he missed out on a lot of important memos and such shinobi of his rank got on a daily basis. He also ended up missing any gossip or word-of-mouth information. In most cases this was not such a big deal. In this case it appeared it was.

Rumors and whispers had started circling the Village, that the man standing in for the Hokage was involved in something sinister. More than this Yamazu could not glean and details were not forthcoming. Normally, he would pay no heed to hearsay and speculation, even from senior jounin. But the Monkey Sage had worked with Shihouin Uchiha before and he had heard the power-lust in his voice, seen it his eyes. Something was very wrong in Konohagakure and Yamazu feared that it came from the one sitting on it's throne.

Yamazu had no idea what Shihouin had planned, but judging from the fear in the villagers' eyes it was not a cut in taxes. They knew nothing solid about it, but the dread in the air was more than palpable. The Monkey sage cursed himself for not involving himself sooner. His negligence and lack of preparation may result in dark times for Konoha. The thought that he might be responsible for harm coming to his home drove his feet faster.

Yamazu was searching on his own, due mainly to the fact that the evidence he had was not able to move the jounin he had shown it to and the rest were out looking for the true Hokage. He had no clue where Shihouin was. The only reason he was on the training grounds was a gut feeling he had experienced. He had already been looking for sometime, but he dare not use his summons. The same gut feeling had told him he would need to reserve his energy.

Finally, Yamazu struck some luck. He was just passing by a training ground clearing when he sensed something. Since it was the only thing he had got in a long time, he headed straight for it at his full not inconsiderable speed. The fog was thick, but not as bad as it had been before so Yamazu could clearly see the edge of the clearing coming up. Pushing off the last branch, the Monkey Sage flew through the air and landed softly on his feet a little way away from the tall man in black. Recognizing the face of Shihouin Uchiha, Yamazu turned his eyes on him whilst making sure no direct eye contact was made. He knew not what other tricks he would be able to employ, but he was going to take no chances. Which was also why he left the information he had found with a messenger monkey back in Konoha. Should he fail to return, it would return to the Land of Monkeys and pass the information on to the Elders.

Yamazu said nothing, his face remaining smile-less, lifting up the ANBU vest he knew belonged to Shihouin so that he could see it.

Like everyother day in Eiji's life he was hard at work training. If it was up to Eiji he would train twenty four hours a day if he could. His body wouldn't let him though. So after a few hours of training Eiji would go in the house and sit with his brother and sister. His older sister Fumiko was out today as usual training with her team. Every so often she would return and talk about life on the road and being one of the fastest growing shinobi without a bloodline. Eiji sat on the couch with his baby sister Aura and his younger brother Dairou. This would be the time when Eiji's mother Aoi would send him out into the village looking for something that doesn't exist. She does this os that Eiji can make friends with the locals. Even though all Eiji wants is to train and become stronger. Once he becomes stronger Eiji believes he will be the savior of this world. Becomming a legend and having his name forever engraved in the history books for years to come.

"EIJI!" Aoi called. Taking his time Eiji got up from the couch and made his way into the kitchen. With somewhat of a sarcastic tone Eiji spoke. "Yes mother. What is it that i'm going into the village for now hm? A-a bird with three wings? Or some kind of a dog with two heads? Or is it just another run for some ramen that has the slighest hint of cinnamon in it smothered in spicy goods that doesn't even exist?" Aoi smiled and gave Eiji a pat on his head. "No silly. I need you to go and make some more friends. It gets very depressing seeing you sit around the house or training all day. Your sister Aura has friends." Eiji interrupts her. "Of course she does. She's a child." Aoi smiled as she prepared breakfast. "Your brother Dairou has friends and of course your sister Fumiko h-" Eiji finished the sentence while rolling his eyes. "has friends mom yes yes I know what's your point? Why do I need friends?" Unknown to Eiji his father stood behind him waiting.

"Interrupt you mother again and you and I are going to have a real serious talk." Eiji took a huged gulp and turned around slowly. Speaking in a scared and light tone of voice. "Y-y-yes father." Senji smiled and hugged Eiji. "Now go make friends and don't come back until you do.......Or until it's dinner time." Eiji went up stairs and took a shower. Then he combed his short white hair and put on his pants. Then his shoes. Eiji didn't want to take a shirt so he left with just a jacket with no sleeves. Eiji grabbed his two swords and headed out the door. "Great i'm suppose to make friends. Why? Friends can't help me get stronger.....Can they? Well I could use some more techniques. But where the hell am I going to fin a Kenjutsu user to teach me? I know the basics of ninjutsu but I focus all of my energy on Kenjutsu." Eiji stopped and took a deep breath. "Oh well guess i'm stuck out here until I make a friend." Eiji made his way into town hoping to run tinot someone or hoping something important would happen today.

After seeing that nothing was going on in town Eiji made his way to the training grounds. "With any luck I can run into someone and get some training done. Hell even a sparring match wouldn't be bad. Either way I hope it's someone here." Eiji adjusted the collar on his long white coat making sure it was down. He checked to make sure his abs were showing just in case any ladies were around. Now Eiji wasn't exactly a ladies man but he knew how to get the ladies attention. The problem was he didn't know what to do after that. The only women he ever talked to was his mom and his sister. Eiji started daydreaming as he walked into the training fieled but before he could even start he notice someone was already their. "Alright! That means I can do some training. Maybe this wasn't such a bad idea." Eiji though to himself. Then he noticed someone else was there. "Oh great a triple spar. Wait a minute." Eiji stopped dead in his tracks to analyze the situation.

Once he did that he hid behind a near by tree. Eiji was close enough to see what was going on but not close enough to hear. "Dammit I'm too far away to hear." As Eiji moved closer he saw a woman. "Whoa! Who is that?" Eiji didn't get a good look at her face but he body was perfect in his eyes. He started daydreaming about him and the girl. Many thoughts ran his mind. One of them sharing a kiss, another one of the holding hands, another one of them just hanging out. Being in a day dream Eiji forgot he was suppose to be hiding and accidenally revealed his self. Eiji looked around and saw a man in a black Hokage coat, a shinobi who he'd never seen before and the woman thing he admired from afar. "Uh........Hi?" Eiji cleared his throat and spoke again. "I am Eiji Hitomi. Swordsmen and soon to be savior of this world. That is my dream and each day I draw closer to seeing it come true." He looked at the man in the black coat. "I take it you must be the Hokage? If so I heard alot about you. Keep up the good work." Eiji looked at the lady and then at the man in the black coat. "So whose your lady friend and is she single?"

Mitsu seemingly private conversation with the new hokage had soon turned into a group meeting. An older man had walked up and looked at Shi, and another kid, probably low genin has popped out somewhere. The man did not say anything, but the kid was being well, a kid. He had apparently taken a liking to the woman over to the side. The way he spoke just gave Mitsu the impression that he was just plain stupid and didn't know any respect.

Mitsu placed his finger and thumb on the bridge of his nose and rubbed a bit before speaking to the child. "You seem to understand that he is the hokage, but you should really show respect to him, shouldn't you?" Mitsu tried to sound nice but there was a hint of scorn. Mitsu did not like those who did not respect those who deserve it. Mitsu leaned on his left leg now to shift the weight off of his right so he was more comfortable. The kid had a good motive, but the way he had it made Mitsu laugh a bit inside. The kid knew he would have to work hard, but how hard he would have no idea. Especially if he wants to do what he says he dreams of doing.

Mitsu then turned his attention to the older man and bowed properly, remembering that he was a jounin. "Hello sir." Mitsu didn't really care about him, but he knew respects were in order. What he wanted to really find out was why Shiouhin had approached him. It appeared that this break in his training session would last longer than he had hoped. But considering that this seemed to be more important, he didn't really care. If anyone other than Shi would speak, Mitsu would pay attention but would likely not respond.

Shihouin stared oddly at the child. He was supposed to be someone with a Kekkei Genkai, a prime test subject for him to test the soup on. Was it necessarily worth the research? Experimenting with humans and human bodies at the cost of open publicity. Publicity was a dangerous thing, it led to coups, riots, murder, genocide and worse as it dragged on. He had back himself into a bit of a tight spot. Words though, a quick mind and good words would do much to benefit from the situation at a hand. Medusa grinned and her eyes paned him. Watching to see how he would venture.

"I need you to make a decision. We're running tests and blood checks. For medical purposes of course. Shinobi with bloodlines have talents right? Everyone has blood, but why can't some others just simply take blood and gain those abilities? In theory the question weighs heavily, but in practical medical application... Not so much. We think we've crossed that boundary, but we need some of your blood. My assistant here will explain everything if need be, she's better at breaking it down than I am. I need your help Mitsu. Are you willing to help me?"

He didn't know if he had said everything correctly, or if he even worded it right. It was no matter. He could simply do it with himself or try it with someone else later on. There hadn't been much to worry about except of the unknowns of the soup. Hot or cold, it would work just fine, but things were different for different bloodlines. Crossing and mixing things could utterly fail or succeed greatly. He didn't want to mix something that was potentially unstable....

His eye caught a familiar outline... More importantly his eye caught someone not saying anything, holding something important to him. He pretended that it didn't exist, but for every second he looked at it he couldn't ignore it. Had he really been so dumb to leave his clothing unattended too? A simple misstep and he would be in a whole world of trouble. He had found his jacket from the day he sparred with Nasa. He gripped his chin. Time to play it off.

"Well it's nice seeing you again Yamazu." he held what looked like a genuine smile. "I left that ANBU vest around here somewhere. I appreciate you picking it up for me." He hoped that would be enough. If not...


OOC: bad post i know

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The Monkey Sage noted the presence of two others in the clearing with them, introducing themselves to the stand-in Hokage and complimenting his work. If worst came to worst, the two of them might end up facing him in combat. Yamazu was not overly worried about this in terms of combat. It was not in his nature to fret about fighting, even if he had not undergone intense training that allowed him to take on multiple skilled opponents in one go. No, what concerned him was the odds were that these two would attack him should worst come to worst and getting hurt in the process, by either himself or by Shihouin.

Yamazu resisted the urge to look into Shihouin's face when he engaged him in conversation, the muscles all throughout his body twitching at a higher rate than they usually did. He knew that refusing to meet a persons eyes was somewhat disrespectful and he wanted to look the Uchiha in the eye when he spoke. But he dare not risk it because he was an Uchiha. He knew no details of the Sharingan's powers, but he did know that those that possessed it usually had great skill in Genjutsu, an art Yamazu himself had only minor skill in.

Yet despite suppressing his instinct, when the Monkey Sage heard Shihouin speak to him he could almost feel the smile that adorned his face and it made his blood run cold. While he could not claim to know the Uchiha clansman overly well, he had spent some time around him. They had spoken, on philosophical and moral subjects as well as more military matters. He had seen the man fight, ask questions, even look childish.

But never, not even once, had Yamazu seen Shihouin smile.

It was at that moment, despite the seeming sincerity of the stand-in Hokage's words, that he knew. Shihouin Uchiha was hiding a secret, some terrible thing that he had done, was doing or was about to do that involved that woman he was tasked with searching for. Something that crossed the line so badly that even most of the high ranking jounin knew nothing of it. He had been talking to these other shinobi about something medical, about taking their blood. Still holding out the vest, his grip on it tightened, anger welling inside him at the thought of a citizen of Konoha being harmed for whatever twisted scheme Shihouin had planted in his mind.

"Where is she, Shihouin-san?" Yamazu asked, his words heavy with the rage that he was holding down in his heart. He knew that he was laying all his cards on the table by doing this, but he needed to hear (or see) Shihouin's reaction. It might cast some light on how bad things had become and whatever was going on with this man, the Monkey Sage knew that the lost jounin was up to her neck in it.

"Where is Arcadia Kinzoku?"

OOC: Sorry for the lateness!

"Well I seemd to have ruffled some feathers." Eiji started to walk towards the man who spoke abiut Eiji's lack of respect. "Not everyone shows respect by bowing. That is such an old way to show respect. I pefer to just say what I feel and address people how I see fit. Now alot of people may not agree with how I choose to do things but I like standing out. If someone paints an entire picture blue but draws a small red circle on it what do you think people will notice? How blue the picture or how that red circle stands out? And that's all i'm trying to do is stand out. Is that so wrong?"

Although Eiji's mother sent him to find friends it would seem he's got himself caught up in a rather controversal situation. Even with his previous statement not setting well with the Jounin Eiji spoke to him anyways. "So what exactly is going on here? Who is this Monkey guy? And why won't he look the Hokage in the eyes? I'm not exactly mr respectable but even I know that it's just down right disrespectful to not look a man in the eyes when he's talking to you." Maybe Eiji was jumping the gun. Maybe there was more going on then what's o nthe surface. At this time Eiji could nothing but watch. The monkey man was griping hid vest tightly. Something about the Hokage upset the monkey man. In a normal village the Jounin respect the Kage and whatever the kage request is the Jounin perform it to the T. This was different. The Hokage already had a bad reptuation through out the streets of Konoha but Eiji was never clear why.

In Eiji's mind all that down talking about the Hokage could have been nothing more than conspiracy. Eiji's upbringing always taught him to respect the Hokage and if he gave an order do to the best of your abilities. Not once would he object to it. Now he stands infront of the Hokage, his beautiful snake lady and a Jounin who looked like he was on the verge of a fight with the Hokage. The first words out of the mouth of the Jounin was a question asking where someone was. The base on voice implied that he was very angry. Not just angry but obessed with finding that person. Whoever she was must have been important for him to yell at the Hokage. Eiji looked over at the Jounin who spoke to him before. "Hey you talking to me about respect look at this guy. He's not looking the Hokage in the face and he's speaking in a demanding tone. Shouldn't he be the one you talk to about respect?" Eiji didn't want to come off as a prock to his elders so he quickly calmed down.

"Mr Jounin man. Is it true that the Hokage can give someone a bloodline ability? If so do you think he could....you know......try it out with me?" Eiji figured the answer would be no but he had to atleast ask. Plus he'd be alot closer to that beautiful snake lady that accompined the Hokage. Once again Eiji waved to the her smiling while waving. The thought of asking the Hokage about the experiments came to mind but he wanted to see how things would play out with the monkey man and the Hokage.

Something had this Jounin on edge. When Mitsu heard Nasa's alternate name he almost froze. He heard the kid talking and it only tried his patience. This kid had a horrible misconseption of respect. And at this point his constant attempts at 'standing out' would only end in him appearing a fool.

Mitsu almost hit the kid when he tried passing blame for lack of respect on the jounin, but he held back, mainly because of the presence of the hokage. If Mitsu ever somehow ended up with the little kid again, he might end up hitting him. "Well, it is not my place nor is it yours to question a higher ranking officer's showing of respect. However, it is apart of my responsibility to teach the next generation proper respect." Mitsu paused for a moment, calming himself and his tone, then facing the hokage. "As to answer your question sir, the topic has definately stricken my interest. I would gladly do so, but do you mind if we go somewhere more private to discuss the details? I may not know much, but I would like to help in any way possible. It seems to be getting a bit too heated in here, and I feel like staying isn't in my place." Mitsu glanced at the genin to let him know he should probably leave too. Mitsu could see the look on the jounin's face, and he knew he was avoiding eyecontact. Mitsu had a strong feeling that this was very serious, and he would not want to stick around if this errupted into a fight. "I will be waiting at the entrance of the training grounds sir, I hope to see you soon. And, you, genin. Staying here at the moment would not be the best thing to do, so come with me and wait for the hokage for your answer. This man here seems like he has a more...pressing issue that might need to be dealt with first. A simple question like yours and my own should be able to wait awhile longer, no?"

Mitsu bowed to each the hokage and the jounin before leaving, walking around the two, not wanting to walk between. He had hoped the genin would follow, being there would not be good. He would of course, stay if the hokage had asked him to, but for now, Mitsu began walking at a below average pace for a bit, until he would eventually go faster after a distance.

Shihouin was ignoring Yamazu at the moment. However, he knew he couldn't ignore him for ever. Shihouin wondered how he could get out of the situation. Things were too tight as they were and the soup he'd fetched from messing with Kinzoku's blood was still in its early stages. He couldn't fail here, not now. He had a bloodline to further into the greatest power in the world. If he did fail here, who would take over the village? Ayame? Maybe. She had every right to run the village, but it would be better to run over it with him in private. Maybe this could work to his advantage.

He moved a bit closer to Yamazu, away from the other. "Some other time. Meet me in my office later. Now is not the time to be forcing this down my throat. Shouldn't you be doing a mission or something? Or going around being a happy chippy monkey????" He was obviously extremely agitated, but not mad enough to make any of the genin worry if they crossed his face. "Don't worry about Sharingan! Don't worry about me!" Shihouin put his hands together in the ram hand sign.

"Next time we meet I will explain everything to you, and you can make the appropriate course of action. If I were you, I'd talk to Ayame first..." Shihouin molded chakra to his body, vitalizing it for a jutsu that every one knew. In his place, a blossom of fire erupted and dissipated into nothingness. Time was a pressing concern, and even though Ayame would be a hindrance to his plan he could always work underground. He had to get away from him.

The ingredients to everything he had created with Arcaida were his, and he had hidden her battered body somewhere were they wouldn't find it. She was still alive of course, he was no longer using her for testing though. The condition she was in... They would have a better time dealing with her by putting her down... She was boreder-line vegetative status... And she may not comeback.

The two others who had been in the training grounds retreated somewhat. Well, that was one less worry at least. Yamazu really did not want to fight Shihouin as well as them.

The Monkey Sage held his ground as Shihouin approached. The muscles in his body tensing up as one, prepared to spring to the attack or to evade. But the stand-in Hokage did not attack, he simply spoke to him. Yamazu bared his teeth in a very animalistic manner at the anger in Shihouin's voice. He was angry because he brought it up here?! That was it?! There was a Konoha shinobi missing, probably in terrible danger or pain and all he was concerned about was the location in which he had brought the subject up?! If he had any doubts of the Uchiha clansman's involvement of Arcadia Kinzoku's disappearance they were gone now. It would appear that he was directly involved himself-

Then he was gone.

Startled by this sudden vanishing act Yamazu fairly hopped up and down in anger, something that would appear comic to onlookers had his face not been so contorted with rage. He had let him just walk away! After finding the evidence, confronting the person responsible and preparing to fight to the last to deliver justice, even avoiding eye contact in case he was tricked, he had just let him walk away! He had been mesmerized by his own outrage that the one trusted 'Hokage' had abused his position for some sinister purpose and allowed the man to escape.

Calming himself down Yamazu realized that, had Shihouin not fled, he would have more than likely beaten him using the Sharingan. That one little thing would of probably won the fight for him in Yamazu's angered state. If he really wanted to confront the criminal and bring him to justice, he had far more training to do to catch up with his opponent's skill. He needed allies, ones that would stand up against Shihouin's twisted plans.

And he also needed to find out what those plans were, but first!

The name that Shihouin had mentioned, Ayame, sounded familiar. If memory served, she was the one who was supposed to take the seat as the Hokage after the last one vanished. Shihouin was just standing in for her. If he could perhaps find her and talk to her, see what she had to say... Maybe he could put pressure on the stand-in Hokage and make him reveal his plans. Not the most solid of plans, true, but he was not the sharpest kunai in the pouch and this was the only thing he could think of at the moment.

Now with direction, Yamazu went on the move. Training still took precedent if he wished to go up against an Uchiha as powerful as Shihouin, but he would have to do it on the move and whilst his friends searched for him. They could cover more ground more quickly than he could.

With a plan, the Monkey Sage began.

Eiji couldn't tell if it was him or the situation but something seemed to have the Jounin in a bad mood. Chances were it was more than likely Eiji. Sometimes he has a habit of rubbing people the wrong way but it appeared as though Eiji had seriously irritated this Jounin. It was a terribly bad thing becuase it's never a good idea to piss off someone who's higher up in rank than you. It was a good thing (well at least in Eiji's mind) becuase now he knew that he had the Jounin's attention. No matter what Eiji had his attention. Only time would tell if it was a good idea or not.

Not really responding to what the Jounin said Eiji listened to him talk about how it's not their place to question how higher ups show their respect. By that same logic if Eiji was an Anbu member he could pull down his pants and tell people that are Low rank Jounin and lower to kiss his butt and that would be his sign of respect. Aside from that the Jounin man did have a point about not wanting to be here any longer. Things were heating up and a fight between a Jounin and a Hokage would cause alot of damage. On top of that Eiji would only get in the way. "Well it seems that we agree on something. I agree with you that we should leave and I want to see exactly how you teach respect." One of the reasons for Eiji's lack of proper respect dirives from the fact that he wasn't put on a team after he graduated to a Genin. So he never had a skill shinobi to teach it to him. Even though he listens to his fatherthey both have the same idea as to what respect is and how to show it.

Not wasting any time Eiji quickly made his way to the entrance with the Jounin. Before addressing the Jounin he took one last look at the Hokage and the man who was talking to him. It would appear as though these two have a history together and Eiji wanted nothing to do with that. So he turned around and began to address the Jounin. "Ok first off what's your name? I don't want to keep calling you Mr. Jounin or something weird like that. Secondly are you going to be my sensei? I hope so because I've been waiting years for a sensei and a team." Eiji wasn't being funny or anything but he was really really eager about having a sensei and a team. That meant that he was one step closer to reaching his goal of becoming the savoir of the. world. "So sir what is it that we're going to do? Train? Talk or what?"

Noticing the Shi make his escape, Mitsu knew he would just have to play along with the kid to keep him from worrying. What the jounin had said had really gotten Mitsu thinking. Arcadia was missing, and apparently the ANBU jacket he had found was Shi's. Perhaps Shi was involved with Arcadia's disappearance, perhaps not. Mitsu wanted to find out, but it wasn't as driving as one would think. Yes, Mitsu was an old friend of hers, but she had changed greatly, in more than one aspect. Therefore Mitsu didn't know what to think of her anymore. But he still had to know. If he could get in with Shi a bit more by cooperating, maybe he could find out. Not the best plan, but then again, he could benefit from co-operating with him as well.

The young genin started speaking, so Mitsu listened as they walked closer to the entrance of the training grounds. He sighed to himself on the inside and figured he might as well give the little dude a chance. He did seem to have the drive. "Well, My name is Mitsu. I'll leave it at that for now. And, I'm a chuunin actually. As for being your sensei, no. Jounin cant actually say 'I want this genin, this genin, and this one too." and then get them. Actually, they don't get a choice in who they get for students. The groups that work with the hokage and the hokage himself assign the genin to the jounin. So, I'm sorry to break it to you. And the reason I took you along with me is because neither of the two of us need to be there. It just isn't our place."

Mitsu paused for a bit to let the kid think, but not long enough for him to speak, for he soon spoke again. "About your 'respect' thing earlier. I know people can have their own way of respect. But one must also respect the older ways as well. And yes, you can't get famous if you don't stick out, but if you always appear the fool, people won't give you the respect you desire. Just because you can get people to notice you, it doesn't mean they will praise you, but you probably knew that already. Basically what I am trying to say here, is that you can go ahead and show your way or respect, but in the presence of certain people, especially people as high up as a kage, you should show the general way of respect, which is bowing, unless you are told to do otherwise." Mitsu kept walking as he spoke, and kept an easy tone, speaking like an adult lecturing a child, but the nice kind of lecture. Not the kind kids got when they did something wrong. Perhaps this child could be of some use, maybe not. It was his job after all to teach those of lower ranks and generations. But if this child were to disregard almost all or what Mitsu just said, Mitsu would probably just blow him off and leave with a bad impression of him. Mitsu knew Shi had knowledge of his house, so at some point he would be contacted, at least he hoped so.

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