Where the fuck had Michio gone? After having been dragged along to some pointless mission or meeting or whatever it could be called, although it was nice to see that man again even if she would never admit it, then they had been on the walk back to Amegakure. The rain had been nice and not the least surprising, and it had to Satsuriku's irritation, gotten her to think back to -that- thing that had happened in the bar. While they had both been soaked, hungry for each other. Twitching slightly, she had cast a curious side glance towards the man she was traveling with. When would she get to know more about him? And would there be another encounter like that between them? However, as she had been still lost in her thoughts, something had interrupted her train of thoughts. There were somebody else in the forest. Through the constant sound of raindrops falling down on the leaves of the trees, she had heard a distant murmur, a faint sound of footsteps. And just like that, Michio had disappeared from her sight. Like nothing would be more natural. Fuck. That. Shit. Well if he wanted to play hide and seek, then whatever. She felt a bit curious as to what was to be seen.

Slowly she advanced closer to the voices, her footsteps soundless, her breathing soundless, her golden eyes fixated on the surroundings. Her senses open. There were probably only 2 men in front of her, and yet she had heard footsteps not that far ago. Was this some kind of a trap? Well fun fun.. I was in the need for something to do. As if magically, a kunai appeared in her palm, as she crept closer. For a small instant, her eyes caught a flicker of something that was on the move, heavy breathing, footsteps moving away. Memorizing where that person had headed, she stopped and listened. Knowing that she had not been the only one to hear this. The men in front of her had stopped talking very suddenly, but she was close enough to make something out from their whispering.

"What was that?" The slightly husky voice which was filled with fear got drowned by the angry words of another voice that had more confidence behind it. "Probably just your stomach again." But Satsuriku knew just as well as they, that this had not been the sounds of simple gas. Unless of course the man's ass had decided to run away? As the whispering kept going, Satsuriku listened to how they were positioned before she peeked up from her hiding spot. Both of the men were turning their backs on her, making the woman roll her eyes with a mocking expression. It seemed to be fair to say that they were no ninjas, unless of course they were good enough to notice her and pretend not to know anything. But as she kept watching them, she noticed the heavy bags and the tools lying around. Merchants? Tilting her head a bit to the side, she wondered if she should 'take care' of them. As whoever or whatever that had just ran off, was a bit more interesting at the moment.

It was safe to say that neither of the men really noticed anything, they barely even noticed the blades of kunais slicing their throats open. Their desperate eyes had barely even managed to catch a glimpse of a figure in a green coat which had danced between them with the blades drawn, before both the men lay gurgling in their blood on the ground. She had been precise, careful not to get blood on herself. If she was going to be hunting out someone else, then it was best not to allow that person to smell her out.

A small glance towards the corpses, before she shrugged, and sped off into the woods. The kunai's were quick to wash off in the rain before they were put back in the pouch at her hip. Her feet barely touched the ground as she moved, her movements that of a cat as she jumped and flipped over obstacles while running at top speed without barely breathing. And then, just as quickly as she had started to run, she came to a halt. She was upon a trail, a blood trail. It had come to her notice earlier that blood was in the air, but now she wondered what had happened to her prey. Casually she walked next to the blood trail, before she heard a soft sound. It seemed like.. someone was crying? Whut? Her keen eyes caught the glimpse of white sneakers that were next to a tree only a few more meters ahead of her. Was this a bloody kid she had been chasing? So much for having fun with hunting. Groaning and cracking her neck, she took those last steps she needed before coming into view with whomever it was that was crying. As the boy would look up, he would notice a rather tall figure in a green coat with the hood up and over her head, standing about 1 meter away from him. On that figure's back was a rather large claymore strapped down.

Long, green, and very wet locks of hair were smeared up against the front of the coat, indicating that this could be a female. Or then just some very classy guy. "Hurt, little boy?" Her voice, a soft one and a bit low, was filled with the tone that could make ones skin crawl. It was as if her kind words were poisonous. Her right hand moved upwards, and pulled the hood off of her head before letting it fall backwards. A few strands of her luxurious green hair framed her flawless face, her golden and panther-like eyes looked into the boy's brown ones while an amused and rather cruel smile lifted the corner of her rosy pink lipped mouth, revealing a row of rather sharp and pearly white teeth.

As her gaze slid over the sitting boy, she estimated that he was probably around the age of 16 - 17. She could tell even by his sitting position that she was taller than him, but probably only by a few inches. And it was probably safe to say that he would be considered cute, with his messy and dark hair and those brown eyes, but that was not really something that interested Satsuriku, nor would she linger on a silly thought like that. This was, after all, a crying little brat that had made her game of the day boring. But oh, what was that? Her eyes narrowed just the slightest bit as she noticed a sign she was rather familiar with. Konoha. What was a Konoha brat doing alone here? Sooo far from safety. Slowly she looked from side to side, but it didn't seem that anyone was nearby. Had he been separated from his group?

"Aren't you a little bit far from home? Little Konoha ninja? Are you perhaps playing some tough and rough little runaway? And now you started regretting it and missing your parents? Hmmm?" Her soft voice was filled with mockery, sarcasm. Pretty much anything that could push his buttons.

The boy's snapping made Satsuriku laugh out as she raised a slender eyebrow at him, her voice dancing with a new wave of laughter as she pointed down at the bloodied leg. "So this is what? Not a wound?" The boy got up, slowly and unsteadily, but he managed to get up. Which wasn't all too bad, considering that he was probably just around Genin or Chuunin level. Was she really going to be wasting time here? But why not? It wasn't every day that she would be able to play a little around with a Konoha ninja that was hurt. It would be like playing with a already half dead mouse. Not that much of a fun, but tasty all the same. Her chin was thrust slightly out as she held his gaze, her cat like eyes challenging him to do or say anything. Something that would make her feel like she didn't really need him alive anymore.

But before that could really happen, a new voice appeared behind her. Angry shouting, to be more precise. Someone mentioning the name Kazu and then going on about her purpose and intention and what she had done.. pretty much some angry and flaily fit which only a low ranked ninja would be able to pull off. A soft sigh escaped her lips while she pondered on the possibility of counting to 10. Again the boy in front of her snapped out, now denying the fact that he had been crying. Talk about a day of denial for some. Perhaps he didn't want to seem weak in front of a woman? Or was this just his survival instincts kicking in? As he knew that if he would be weak and boring, he would only be making his own death quicker. It seemed he had a bit more in his head than the newcomer though, as he scolded him for challenging -her-. And he also called her a lady. That was a new thing for her. While Satsuriku simply stood there and listened to those little rodents speak, the injured boy had already faceplanted once, but had gotten up again and kept limping forward. And just where was he thinking he could go?

Ah.. and then Michio appears. She had known he was there before he had spoken out, and yet his voice sent a small shiver down her back. Goosebumps appeared on her arms. She was sure she was losing it. The nickname of Reaper really seemed to have stuck to her, and it was sort of amusing. She rather liked it. Her own voice was that of a soft purr of a cat that had just been scratched behind the ear, while her golden eyes rested for a moment on Michio after she had turned her head a bit to be able to see him. "Mmm yes indeed. Now what to do with the tasty treats? Eat them up on the spot?" Her gaze dropped to the two boys, as she had taken a step to the side while talking to Michio so she could view them both in front of her. As she really didn't like having anyone behind her... not even a genin that could barely put butter on his toast without help. Her movement had been quick, very quick and filled with the stealth of an experienced ninja. Someone who was clearly trained in assassinations and other fun fun things. "Are there others with you here, little boys? Perhaps someone that would be worthy killing? Because frankly, I don't think you would be able to put up that much of a fight. But I think your voices will sound good while crying out."

She was indeed toying with the idea of killing them both. Slowly rip them open. Lick their blood from her fingers. The sadistic glint in her eyes showed unmistakably that there were unpleasant things on her mind. Probably something that would make those who were not on her side want to run off by now. It was probably rather sickening to see such an angelic face have such a fierce and bloodthirsty gaze. But she waited, didn't make a move yet. Her gaze wandered over to Michio again, trying to see if he had any special plans. He was, after all, the 'brain' when it came to these things. She just tagged along... to get more killings done. And the sex .. well the sex was a very surprising but pleasant bonus.

Oh that's right, that new little boy was asking me a question and clearly wanting to do some communicating. I wouldn't want to seem rude now would I? She grinned while giving him a measuring look, before tilting her head a bit. They seemed to be a bit familiar, those two boys. Both having black hair and eyes of a brown color. Even their heights seemed to be similar. What were they, brothers? No.. the faces do have differences. But that new boy was also categorized as cute, but how long that cuteness would last... Next her gaze went to the two swords in his hands, and she studied the blades a bit before returning her gaze to the boy's face. The raindrops trickled down her smooth cheeks, gathering at her small chin before dripping down her neck and into the collar of her cloak. She seemed far from being chilled though, very far from it.

"As to answer your earlier questions.. then I have in fact not done anything to your little friend here. Yet. But I must say you appear to be a bit rude." Her eyes scanned him over as if she was trying to decide if she'd be scolding him more for that, or just keep taunting him with her smooth and yet mocking voice. Her head then turned towards the boy called Kazu, as she let out a chilling smile. "You know, for a moment I thought you might be the one with the brains. But then you just go ahead and start asking all these annoying questions. Your voice is like .. really bothering my ears. Would you like it if I silenced you forever? And you wont even have to die for that to happen." Her pink tongue darted out between her lips, licking them lightly, as if she was thinking to herself how pleasurable it would be to hear his screaming before it would be silenced. And in truth she reeeaaally was thinking about that.

She did little to hide her boredom at this point, her hand moving up to her mouth as she stifled a yawn. These two little ninjas were probably the most egotistical things she had ever seen, and yet they were standing face to face with 2 people who could end their lives at any time. Was that brave or was it stupid? But it wasn't all too bad, in her point of view. At least since they still had the spirit to be egotistical then they wouldn't start crying and try to run away. Because well, it was just so much more fun to break someone with a lot of pride. It sent a small shiver of excitement through the green haired woman as she tilted her head a bit to the side while listening to what that other boy had to say. Hana? Her gaze ran over to the Kazu boy, seeing the obvious annoyance which spread over his face before he yelled at the other boy in return. So it was something over a girl? They would both be getting killed over a whoring little Konoha girl? A low snorting sound escaped her while she stretched lazily, wondering when the talking would be over. Her eyes glanced to the side of her, at the strong and tall man which had moved to her side. She didn't know what he wanted or what he thought half the time, but yet she felt so drawn to him.

"I bet that tongue of yours have sent many men to their grave" A single eyebrow was raised up as her attention went back to that boy in front of her, but she didn't bother to comment. It wasn't really worth it. Oh lookie here. It was a bit surprising to see Michio make the first move, although it wasn't like she was seeing him that well at the moment. She was able to slightly trace his movements, but that was pretty much it. The clinging sounds of swords falling to the ground, before a thud as the Genin hit the ground, amused Satsuriku greatly. Her eyes fell onto the other boy to see what he would say or do about the way his companion was treated, but there was no protest nor fear for the other's life. Weird.. weird weird.. where was the usual Konoha spirit? That filthy and disgusting compassion for everyone and everything, that unbreakable fucking bond that seemed to tie these bugs together? Had the teachers in Konoha done wrongly when teaching those two worm brains?

The gaze that Michio gave her, caused a small shiver to run up her spine while she quickly looked back at the two boys. She felt a bit thrilled over the fact that he seemed to have given her permission to 'take the reigns'. And his heated gaze had also made her remember some of the .. things which had happened between them. Why must he look at me like that? It's .. troubling my thoughts. Was he playing around? Well he better be careful then, as she did not like being distracted when trying to have fun.

"I will say this though, I may be something to her...or I may not.." Her cheeks were dangerously close to feeling very heated as she refused to look at the man next to her, yet could feel as he looked her over. He was not making her day easy, and in truth she would have liked to just murder those two boys now and ravish Michio right there. And maybe kill him... even if it would be real shame. The boy with the wound was bleeding rather fiercely, and Satsuriku wondered if he would faint before she could have any fun. -Then- she would really get pissed off. But not as pissed off as she got right now.

She barely felt the movement against her, but she very clearly felt as the hand got under her 'dress' while it rubbed lightly across her butt before a rough squeeze made the green haired woman jump a bit. Never in her life had she been this close before to flailing and letting out a very girlish yelp. And blush... oh how hard it was to hold back that dreaded red color. But it was a battle with her pride, and she won it. If it had been anyone else, he had probably gotten killed. But as this was Michio, the Devil's hand and also a super speedster, he would most likely be able to simply evade. But as soon as his hand had been drawn back, and Satsuriku had gained -any- thought back, a rather loud growl which sounded more like a roar clipped through the air, as her hand was already on the hilt of her claymore, her thumb flicking at the string which held the claymore securely against her. And the big sword flew through the air with a whoosh sound, before it got rammed into the ground at Satsuriku's side where Michio had been standing. Earth, grass, small pieces of stones, flew through the air as more than half of the hilt of the claymore had disappeared into the ground in this fierce and quick blow.

The Genin had probably missed the beginning and the whole slicing, but now she paused while having her hand still on the claymore, her glare burning as if there were flames in her eyes. That fucking prick better watch his back today. And tomorrow.. The claymore was withdrawn from the ground as a very low growl was heard deep in her throat. The sword she held was almost as big as she was, and yet she easily handled it with a single hand. She slid it back onto it's place on her back, before cracking her neck and drawing in a small breath. Now, to deal with the rest of the idiots.

Slowly she turned her head and looked at Kazu as he addressed her, her lips moving slightly in a low snarl while he began to speak. "I'm Satsuriku. Do not call me anything else but that." It was a bit .. idiotic of her, but she did not like the idea of anyone else but a certain someone to use the Reaper nickname. I have gone mad. Seriously. "How can you entertain us? Interesting question, rather interesting."

"But isn't this a bit saaaad?" She dragged the word a bit, letting it trail slowly from her lips while she waved her hand towards both the boys. "Wasn't Konoha all about training ninjas that were sooo loyal and were all a part of one big happy family? Then what are you two? What is it about you that makes you think you can just come here to this territory, get seperated from your team because of a silly silly bickering over some whore, and then start trying to show off in front of two strangers that clearly could kill you with a flick to your foreheads?" Her words were like small shrapnels of glass being pushed under their skin, since even if her tone wasn't raised the least bit and her voice always had this sort of soothing sound to it, then her words held a certain power, certain .. venomous feeling to them. It was as if years of a deep grudge were pushing each of these words from her lips.

"I'm suuure your teachers would be very proud of you now. Congratulations for fucking up on one of the biggest moments of your lives. Both not only fighting between you two instead of thinking up a stragedy, but also for literally abandoning the village that has fed and clad you -and- also for telling us that there were two more with you. How selfish selfish.. you must really want those persons to die." Her golden eyes stared into Eiji's hazel brown ones. "And now you are also trying to bargain with two ninjas who are most certainly no friends to Konoha, using pathetic ways to cling to your lives who are nothing." Her gaze slid over to Kazu, and a sweet sweet smile was offered. A sweet sweet smile with the promise of something horrible. She raised both her hands in front of herself and made a slow and mocking applaud before she let her hands fall back down at her sides.

"Listen to me carefully. If you die here today, no one will miss you. People will forget about you in less than a week. I can see it in both of you, those eyes filled with fake pride and the love for yourselves. HAH! Pride of what? What have you accomplished in this life? Nothing! That's what you have done. You have nothing to be proud of when you are willing to so easily submit to anyone random which you consider powerful. Quite frankly, you both disgust me. But! Even if you do disgust me, then I will still play a little game with you. It's called '2 Minutes'. Simple name, you should both be able to remember it." She casually walked over to Kazu before reaching her hand out and grabbing his face, using the force of her grip to open his mouth slightly before she had put a soldier pill in there. "This should give you a boost of energy." The light fragrance of roses seemed to follow her after as she moved.

As she was about to walk off, she bent down and picked up a branch before walking in a circle around the two boys while drawing with the branch into the ground. The circle she had drawn was about 2 meters in range in each direction. Next she walked over to Eiji, her movements smooth and effortless before she stopped in front of the boy, who had assumely gotten back on his feet now. "I think you have the upper hand at the moment, but we can change that." Not waiting to see if he would have a reply for that, Satsuriku was already done grabbing a kunai from her pouch before stabbing it into his leg. And with that she retreated back to where she could watch them both.

"Alright! Here are the rules. No weapons, no chakra usage, you get 2 minutes and stay within this ring. I want to see a fight where you will fight to the death. And it begins NOW." A chilling chuckle followed the words as she watched them, wondering what they would do.

[[OOC: I will "blow the whistle" after 1 or 2 posts from each of you. Depends on how good you guys are *smirk*]

Hooo so that arrogant brat was a born Kumo, saying he had no real loyalties to Konoha? And the other kid was from Suna? What were the chances of having found such experimental species randomly? "To ask us questions, you should first do something to deserve that. And come oooon, don't give me that 'I don't care if I live or die' crap. It's clear by the fire burning in your eyes, this sweet little tickling feeling of revenge that's in the pit of your stomach, that you are wanting to cling to life. If you had no care, you would not be talking this big." Other than saying that to Eiji, she ignored most his other words. Not feeling like paying much heed to them. She was going to teach him the hard way that living the life of a Missing Nin was far from being something -easy-.

It actually astonished her that the boy was that stupid to actually say there was nothing tragic that had happened in their lives. But, it was also amusing to her. It was weird, but Satsuriku was starting to feel a bit of an urge to take these two stray dogs with her to Amegakure. Maybe she was getting bored of being alone? Maybe she was starting to want to teach someone? Heck she didn't even know herself... but what was mainly at the top of her mind was the chance of being able to send spies into Konoha. Wouldn't it be kind of neat? These two little boys would disappear, and then after some good training, they could reappear in Konoha and do some bidding for Michio and Satsuriku. And if they would get caught and killed, then she could always train new puppies. No problem.

A small laughter escaped Satsuriku while she listened to Kazu. He sure did have a point. "Yes you are right. Why listen to these weak people in Konoha, who would only preach about the friendship and the teamwork? Why not.. strive for something a bit more? Something a little bit forbidden?" Would they understand the meaning behind her words? That she was basically hinting that they would be having a chance of getting new teachers today, these Missing Ninja who were standing in front of them? "But what's also important when it comes to students is if they can listen. Surely enough, desiring strength has gotten many far. But they are always done for when it comes to the part where they have to listen to what their teachers say. Blockheads, never last. Arrogant people never last. Learn how to swallow your pride, and perhaps.. perhaps you will get something unexpected out of life."

Slowly her gaze settled on Eiji, her words also aimed towards him. She was now dangling the bait in front of them, waiting and watching. Wondering what they would say or do. If there would be more smartass jokes, or if there would be at least some brain activity. She didn't look at Michio, but wondered also what he would think. Perhaps he didn't care for this, but he had after all 'given her the reigns' over the situation.

What the fuck Michio? Her golden eyes flared a bit up with repressed anger, annoyance and also a very hidden emotion representing playfulness. That prick didn't seem to be stopping to try and ruin her concentration. She could feel it, hear it, faintly as he moved quickly behind her. His warm breath tickling the skin of her neck and ears. The green haired woman shifted slightly, rolling her eyes as the man kept teasing her, using words to make small goosebumps appear on her skin. "Why dont we just kill them and -we- can do something more fun" Tempting.. very tempting. But also something she hadn't expected fully, that this mysterious man would show such a side to him. Not trying to hide the least bit that he wanted her again, and that he wouldn't really care if they'd get it on right there and then. Had he recently been in jail or something? Really.. men. Her jaw muscles worked up and down as she bit her teeth hard together, holding back any hissing or cursing that would be aimed towards Michio. When they were done here, she would sooo be kicking his ass for this. But there was no mistaking the light groaning sound as lastly, Michio pressed a soft kiss against her neck before he 'behaved' again. At that point, Satsuriku wasn't sure if she wanted to carve his heart out or jump at him and make out for a few hours.. .along with more.

A small sigh of pity escaped her as she looked at Eiji, raising her eyebrow at him. "If you can't fight without weapons, you can hardly call yourself a ninja or a man for that matter. Does that not bother you the least bit?" His answer would probably determine his fate by now. She had already kind of decided to pick up that other boy, since he seemed more eager to fight and do as told. He was already on the move actually, the soldier pill clearly working well. Narrowing her eyes slightly, Satsuriku watched his moves. Noting how he breathed, how he threw punches. It was a good sign to her that he didn't seem to think more about the pain, using his injured leg just as if it was whole. With the right 'modifying' and training, he could get pretty far. Heck, they could make him into a very promising warrior. And then it was Eiji, the one whom she was waiting what would do. Was he going to pick up his swords and disobey her, or was he going to listen to her words and at least try with his fists? She felt a bit anxious over seeing it. This was like .. watching a dog fight. Like letting two new dogs into the same cage and watch what they would do.

I have a few sword techniques I can also teach that arrogant little brat.. if he will live long enough to see that coming. Naturally she wasn't going to let them actually fight to the death, as both they didn't have that much time to stay there and wait for someone to come looking for the two boys, as well as she would hate to lose her test subjects this quickly. But well.. she could never really promise that her own temper wouldn't bring them to their deaths soon enough. Her golden eyes strayed from the fight and found their way into Michio's face. She didn't change her normal expression, but she seemed to be in a bit of a thought as she looked away from him again. Like she was also trying to make a decision about him.