Each gray drizzle of rain coated the village in a dull haze. The sun was a murky faded white light that barely pierced the clouds as low thundering bags of rain rolled over the village in a slight drizzle which coated Konoha. The rain kept most people inside, even some shinobi didn't want to deal with the constant drizzle. As the dank setting took its toll over Konoha, winds crept in and out pushing the otherwise soft drizzle into sharp needles of water that tried to bury its way into Shihouin's face and body.

The village gates had been deserted for the most part, except cloaked security guards whom eyes lazily watched out for travelers that were not going to come. With the east gate wide open and allowing passage for shinobi, Shihouin figured the best place to meet for today would be the village itself. There was no need to dwaddle and waste time on walking with them. They would simply get started and move out as quickly as possible

Being the first one there gave him time to think amidst the turmoil of the weather. Having already been checked with a registration ANBU pass, he sat in wait. During his exposure with Ayame and Nasamea for the first time he had been contacted by an individual who should have been a threat to the entire village. Someone who followed a path of power which interested him greatly. The fact that he had made it in the village without getting noticed and left just as easily was shocking. Yet, even though during the night hours he had every reason to cause a commotion, he didn't. He let him come, speak to him and pass.

And apparently out of all the stronger shinobi in the village, he wanted to talk to Shihouin. Something about how the path he was following was correct, the reasons he fought as a shinobi were righteous and true, and that he should attempt to gain a higher calling of power. Asking question had only led him into more darkness. How'd you get here? Who are you? What do you want? What are you talking about? Shihouin didn't understand a lick of what he said. All he understood was power.

And to succumb to such a desire, to simply be strong just because was low of most shinobi. However as low as it was, he resided there. Power was everything, and the only thing that mattered was how much he could earn.

Apparently he would be meeting the stranger again, in the night soon enough. Maybe sometime to day or later on in the week. He was looking forward to it. Whatever this 'path' was he wanted to follow it. No matter what he had to sacrifice, what he had to throw away. As long as it was power, he wanted it.

Sitting there amongst the needles of rain felt good now. The skull-clad mask he wore on and black shades hid his true intention. ANBU, Konoha, Ayame, Nasamea. Insignificant obstacles, but however for now he needed them. He needed them until things got moving as he wanted.

Due to the fact Nasa was having random fits of pain bursting throughout her head she had mostly avoided traveling outside Konoha. She had even been placed in more secluded areas that rarely anyone would go to as a means of "checking up". There would be a team with her and she could feel all their eyes watching her carefully while they patrolled. She hated it. She had finally reached her goal in life and now she was on the verge of losing her position due to her being a "potential hazard". She needed to get her act together and quick, the Shihouin incident not helping. She was told that she had skill and was a good asset to their organization. However if she kept up the random outbursts, referring to her sudden headaches when her memory came back, or dared attack another ANBU without a good mean to do so she would be offed in no time. However now she had a chance to prove herself.

A message was dropped through her mask while she was on patrol. She was informed that she needed to meet up with Ayame and Shihouin near the east gate for a mission starting immediately. Lucky for her she had survival rations, her gear, and a full tummy or else she would have to uneasily ask for a 5 minute break to grab one quick. She was prepared and used to battle but for the sake of the others she needed to eat. Otherwise her silence went from a calm state to that of rage; building tension even though she was quiet.

Anyway, Nasa was quick to the scene. First she reported back at the ANBU headquarters to request a pass and inform them of her report. After a quick shake to get some access water off, relaying her report her authorities, and getting her pass; she was soon back out again. It wouldn't take but a few minutes to reach the other gate and of course.

Once she did arrive though Nasa seemed to melt out of a shadow as she stood near the entrance of the gate. Her mask, its appearance resembling that of a white wolf, nearly glowed from the street lamp as she green hues stared right at Shi. She eyed him silently before raising her head and turning her attention towards the streets. Not a sight of humanity was seen.

"Appears she hasn't arrived yet" Nasa said smoothly. Her voice was a near whisper but audible enough for Shi to still hear beyond the rain. Her body was crouched and if one didn't look hard enough all they would see was the mask and the partial outlines of her body in the darkness. Some may even think she looked like a wolf or some spirit for a moment there until they caught a glimpse of her eyes.

As her mask turned back into full view and she gazed down on Shi, she smirked some out of habit. A shame he didn't see it, not that he'd care, but she secretly always enjoyed that smirk he gave back. It made her chuckle nearly every time.

Puddles formed on her shoulders while fragments of raindrops struck the mask. They became visible against the white background; falling in a manner that made her seem as though she were crying. Her voice was hushed and if she stood still she would become near invisible; resembling a statue. This would nearly be true if it were not for her slow head movements though; her hues watching the surroundings as she listened for a sign of Ayame.

Ayame stared out towards the lake right next to her house as the rain fell, her completely wet bangs sticking to her face as her entire shinobi attire followed suit in accordance to her body as they also started to become somewhat transparent, making the outline of her bra more and more visible with each waking moment. The expression on the woman's face was nonexistent as she continued to stare on with cold eyes, not giving an ounce of care towards the environment around her as she was lost into her own little world, her own little subworld of main of pain, betrayal and failure, the same negative feelings that plagued her when she lost everyone in her internal family branch and was left alone with nothing but useless material wealth and a name that was not her own to go by.

She was having those damn dreams again.

Well, there weren't as much dreams as they were a twisted version of her own memories, the same memories of a hooded figure with blonde strands of hair hanging out beating her senseless or perhaps the ANBU shinobi hiding every once of emotion he had left as he walked right out the front door, never to return, maybe it was the purple haired woman that was dying on her birth-bed (Irony's a bitch), or even the old ANBU Captain lying sick after a long mission. All of them... all of them were a reminiscence towards significant events of the sad excuse for a story Ayame called her life. Every betrayal, failure and/or stab of pain always left a mark within her soul that lasted a lifetime.

Ayame questioned herself as to whether that was actually the true fuel that drove her to aim for this legendary status, to gain enough power so that she could one day, take down that mysterious man and find out more about him and if her supposedly “insane” theories were indeed true. So she could gain the recognition she needed to actually earn her name in this world of shinobi instead of simply living by somebody else's and for her mother and grandfather to know that they didn't die for nothing and their legacy will live on through the Akira clan for many generations to come, all she needed to do was make her own for theirs to ride along on.

Whatever the reason was, Ayame knew she wanted that power, that she needed that power and recognition to achieve the goals she wanted in life and to help prove that a kunoichi is just as much a valuable asset to the world of shinobi as a male ninja, but could she truly handle it though, would she be able to take hold of that power and still be true to her word and herself, she can't say that in her experience, it's been successful with many, or much shinobi that she's seen or heard from in her life, but she had to at least try.

Once she was finished taking those few moments to run some thoughts through her head, Ayame nodded to herself as she figured that it was probably time to head off to start this mission right about now. Already dressed and ready for action, the blonde kunoichi picked up her black backpack with the single strap and stood up from her position on the roof of her house so she could stretch a bit before taking a quick look at the stars. 'Still think they look better from the inside but it's whatever.' and with that, Ayame tried to shake a bit of the moisture from her clothing before seemingly vanishing as she hopped from roof to roof in order to find her destination.

During her little mini journey towards the village gates, Ayame decided that it would be in her best interests to wear her cloak so while she kept on hoping from rooftop to rooftop and running on occasion, she hung the bag on her left arm while unzipping and dipping through it with her right, pulling out a black cloak and then throwing it over her back, not even bothering to zip the bag back up as she raised her left arm in order to let it lean back on her back.

Ayame would travel for relatively a few minutes until she finally landed on the streets, cloak hovering a bit over the ground as she touched it. Her back was turned towards her other two teammates as she leaned up from her crouched position, caused by the momentum of her landing, while her front was towards the gates and the start of their mission, her eyes still holding that dull, somewhat dazed expression he had while she was on her own rooftop. “Are we gonna get started with this or what?”

Removing his mask momentarily he overlooked from the village from his high perch atop the Hokage Monument, he was well be on the sight of any prying eyes so he felt it safe to remove his mask as he examine the village which he held near his heart. His eyes peered intently as he watch the small ant sized people go about their business below. Ever since he had entered the academy he intended to protect his home and he knew that a peaceful meeting between the Jounin and the Hokage would strengthen and protect the village so he planned on completing the mission to the best of his ability.

Replacing his mask, Shi took up the scroll and examined it once more, the order was simple along with an assigned squad. They were to bring Shihouin to the Hokage without trouble. The order The other 3 members Shi knew as he was often paired with them on missions of great importance. Ichi, was a Nara and skilled tracker, While Ni and San were brothers who utilized techniques like Shi used.

Putting the scroll into his pouch on the left side of his waist, he looked down at the village once more and spotted a Shinobi moving at high speeds heading towards the village gate, his intended location made it highly likely that it was in fact the mission objective and so Shi launched himself off in pursuit, taking the quickest route to the rooftops as he could, his cloak billowing behind him as he moved at a high speed.

Shi's speed was not as fast as the Hokage'ss but he made it to the village gate, only to see Shihouin standing beside the guard house. Shi didnt make his presence known, he moved nearly silent not going out of the way to silence his movements, but not being overly loud, his entire body covered by a thick black cloak which wrapped around his body covering any weapons he may carry and any armor he may have been wearing. Further more to emphasize his need for secrecy, his face was also hidden behind the traditional ANBU mask, with red markings in a fox pattern, only a wisp of his medium length black hear was visible between his hood and mask.

Shi bowed his head slightly in greeting, ”Greetings Shihouin-sama” he said and then continued on without pause, ”You're presence is requested by the Hokage". The ANBU'S statement made it obvious it was far from a request. He finished with his statement just as 3 figures appeared behind him as if on cue. The three people wore clothing exactly like Shi's, however they had red, blond and brown hair rather than black. Shi smirked behind his mask as he spoke once more . "This way if you will...." the ANBU members hand extended towards the market district before he began walking slowly in that direction.

As the other two ANBU members began walking also, one turned to Ayame and spoke "You are ordered to take the Genin, Hana Kuroda with you on this mission." and with that, the 3 ANBU walked off, taking with them the Uchiha Jounin.

Hana had been trying to make dinner. Emphasis on trying. She had tried to cook a can of soup on the stove. Beef stew took only ten minutes to heat up. So Hana had decided to sit in her living room until she needed to go back in and stir her food. That was the plan. Until she picked up her new romance novel.

The Kiss Of Death was a rather delightful read. The first few pages kept her interested. She was just getting to the part where Jiro began to sensuously slide Sakura's shoulder strap down the side of her arm when Hana smelled something burning.

She dropped her book and ran to the kitchen with a huge blush on her face. The pot had black smoke billowing from the top into the air. Hana had quickly shut the stove off and looked inside. The beef chunks were black as coal and looked just as hard. While the water was boiling and had brown crust coating the top.

It didn't look edible. Hana sighed loudly and dumped the black mush into the sink before cleaning the sink out and grabbing some ramen to put into the mircowave. After three minutes the girl was back in on her couch slurping hot ramen and reading what Jiro did to Sakura.

The rain outside was a nice comforting sound. It only heightened what Hana was reading and made her mind race. Her ears felt like they were burning as she finished her ramen. She couldn't tear her eyes away from the pages.

There was an urgent knock at her door. Hana squeaked and dog eared her page as she got up from the couch to answer the door. She opened the door with a bright red face. The ANBU member there didn't say a word as he handed her a scrap of paper. You are to meet at the village gates for a mission and await further instruction.

Hana's face turned more flushed. Now she was excited. Her first mission. She rushed to her room to get ready. Her romance novel forgotten on the couch. She got dressed in her ninja gear, did a bit of makeup, and began to pack her bag. She put Kunai, Shuriken, and a few scorlls inside. As well as a few other items like food pills and breakfast bars. She had a small blanket and added in a jacket. A few more items were added until the bag was finally filled.

Hana placed a black hair tie on her wrist like a bracelet. She normally used it during training but she didn't want her hair in her face if she was going on a mission. She wondered what the mission would be. Hopefully it would be exciting. She had heard of the missions that genin went on. Things like finding lost cats or running errands around the village.

Hana rushed outside and ran down the street towards the village gates. The rain soaked her clothes and hair as she went. Though the girl didn't mind. She loved the rain. It was quite peaceful and fun to play in at times. It also helped to soothe the girl.

Once at the gates Hana stood looking around. She wondered who she was waiting for. Was her sensei going to take her? Were her teammates coming as well? There were a few guards patrolling and a few people dressed in cloaks to avoid getting wet from the rain. Hana stood there, clueless as to what she was supposed to do. She then took notice to a few people standing in the rain. It seemed they were conversing with each other.

One had blonde hair, another was wearing an ANBU mask, one of the men had black hair, and there were three others as well. Hana blinked the rain out of her eyes as she realized the blonde was her sensei. She slowly and cautiously walked up to the six. "S-sensei? Ah, are you going to be on the mission with me? I got a note saying I was going on a mission and was supposed to wait at the front gates. That's all I was told..." the girl trailed off nervously. These people didnt' look all too friendly. The atmosphere screamed, "dangerous".

Each golden eye in his socket widened considerably, spreading open as if he had seen some unmistakable vision. The last words of the ANBU struck deep like a hollow bone in his body and reverberated in shock throughout his system. What was this? Shihouin knew he was in trouble for killing the nurse, a cold brutal murder which didn't need to happen. He had prepared for a formal punishment, maybe a couple of lashings across his back with a metal-weave whip. Maybe water-boarding, or torture by beating. He was even prepared to be placed in a submission position, endure mental jeering by the Hokage until his muscles were just about to fail. He was aware of what punishments he could recieve, but this was something new.

A couple of Hokage controlled ops wearing traditional masks approached. Ok, 'requested'. Like he didn't know that he was being punished? He knew very well, he had expected Ayame to do it, but apparently the Hokage was taking the wheels. But what stung him the most was the words that they uttered. "You are ordered to take the Genin, Hana Kuroda with you on this mission." What was the Hokage doing?

Shihouin's mind staggered, and he could barely move his long legs to follow the fellow ANBU. Each step was as if he was treading on a thin wire, walking the gap of a canyon below him. Each way his mind reeled, and he couldn't take it.

He was being replaced by a genin?

They would make note of his shaky leg work and unstable balance, He had not blinked for several seconds and his golden eyes were turning bloody red from dehydration.

Genin
Genin
Genin
Genin

He looked back over to the little girl. Shihouin as sure he could handle her with clothes eyes and no hands. She was just a child, a mere babe to the shinobi world!

He tried to regain some composure about himself, stopping and swallowing lungfuls of air, bent over with his arms struggling to support his weakness on both knees. This couldn't be possible. This mission, if Ayame and Nasamea had been originally slated to go on it, it would be at least B or A Rank. Yet this genin was taking his place. Genin, to him it didn't mean low ninja, rather a term to describe his cold, shriveled existence.

This was beyond any punishment he could handle. He walked sobbing in small whimpers, tears leaking from his shades onto his mask. What type of cruel man was this Hokage really?

Spoiler:

Nasa simply kicked back a bit as she remained in her crouched position. Her eyes simply flowed back and forth between one person and another as she watched people arrive one by one. She though it would be just her, Ayame, and Shihouin but now a Genin girl had showed up and Shihouin was being taken away. 'Trouble with the Hokage? I wonder if it involves the nurse...' she thought as she watched before silently huffing, 'what if hes getting some secret mission or promoted again. Bah, he's always a step ahead.' She refrained from grunting.

With a look of disappointment she watched Shihouin leave, his balance seeming to be unbalanced. She felt a sense of tension about it. Although they were children when the two were together she had come to learn to read him like a book on some occasions. From her perspective now he seemed very upset and she had a feeling it had to do with leaving the mission. His shoulders seemed very tense from stress...

She snapped out of it as soon as they left and turned her attention back to the Genin child. Nasa knew she needed to get her teammate off her meet and let the old fires die but she couldn't help it. He was on her mind a lot and she almost hated it. At this rate Shi would eventually become the death of her. Maybe she would send him a roach with a note later just to get under his skin.

Nasa had near zoned out staring at the genin; her green hues locked on her with a look of curiosity as her white wolf mask made it obvious which way she was looking. The mask soon turned towards Ayame though as she awaited her orders for them to leave. Once they got started she could shake some puddles of her ANBU uniform and follow close behind. Maybe Shi would be able to go with them on the next mission. Maybe it also wouldn't be dark and raining by then as well.

After asking her somewhat rhetorical question, Ayame waited a few moments for either one of her supposed partners to give some sort of verbal response or at least indicate that they were prepared by doing something such as attempt to lead the way or simply quickly head out, though without coordination, but showing no hesitation to get this mission started. None of these type of responses, however, was made as Ayame started to feel the presence of another shinobi a not even a second later, heard one of them greet Shihouin, causing Ayame to turn her head in order to see three ANBU members approach their squad.

'What's all this about?' Ayame mentally asked herself as the one who greeted Shihouin gave him a verbal message of the Hokage's requirement for his attendance, aka, he better get his ass over there if he knew what was good for him. This caused Ayame to hold a somewhat comical look of irritation. 'Ugh, what did he do now?' Knowing that Shihouin was as unstable as he was, she knew that he was probably taking something a bit too far again with his skills and ended up hurting someone... but... maybe not? 'Probably though.' Ayame's logical side mentally informed her, putting her hopeful side in defeat, causing Ayame to let her head fall in disappointment.

Next up was the other two ANBU members that were approaching them, one of them saying something directly to the Jounin that made her quickly raise her head back up and look straight at him with some of the most confused and shocked eyes she's ever had in her life, keep in mind that this is coming from a girl who had trouble even understanding what chakra was at her first couple years in the Ninja Academy so she's had her fair share of confused and shocked looks, 'You cannot be serious about this.... tell me you're not serious about this...please, for the all mighty love of all things holy, tell me that this is just some sort of sick joke.'

But it looked as if some pasty faced actor wasn't going to hope out of the bushes to answer her prayers and confirm that this is indeed some sort of sick joke for others' amusement because she would then notice the appearance of the female Gennin that was assigned to the team Ayame was leading, who already looked intimidated by the appearance of so many high ranking shinobi. Putting on her serious face, Ayame looked on to the ANBU members as they walked off. “You have got to be kidding me, this mission is too dangerous to bring a rookie Gennin with us.” But the ANBU member continued to walk off, barely giving off a bodily response as if to say that it was not their decision, they were simply following orders.

Sighing in defeat, Ayame hung her head a bit ungracefully and let it stay there for a bit once the ANBU members were out of sight. 'This is making like no sense...' As most who knew Ayame at all, I mean the real Ayame, they would've guessed that she wasn't like most shinobi, meaning she wasn't the type of person to think solely on the objective of the mission at hand as opposed to her own comrades, who she viewed as much more important so she wasn't so much worried about Hana getting in the way as much as she was worried about Hana getting hurt, which may cause Ayame a bit more stress than needed when it comes to keeping the Gennin from harm.

Even though Shihouin wanted all three of them to become some sort of team of legend, Ayame wasn't feeling all that trust towards Nasamea, or should she go bby the name of “Arcadia”, partially because she knew nearly nothing about her and mostly because of that “incident” that occurred right outisde of her house, which she was still cleaning up by the way, that ended in the near death of the Uchiha and showed her just how unstable Nasamea was so she definitely couldn't exactly trust Hana in her hands, causing Ayame to feel the need to watch Hana's every move in hopes of keeping her unharmed, plus maybe this might even be a good learning experience for the young Gennin.

Once she was finished with her mental conflict, Ayame slowly walked over to Hana's direction, each step she made becoming more and more relaxed than the last. Once she was directly in front of her, Ayame placed both her hands on both Hana's shoulders as she looked into her eyes, prompting Hana to look up into her own, before sighing. “Hana, this mission that you're about to go on is an A ranked mission, meaning that this is highly dangerous and could get you killed, which is why this is normally assigned for Jounin only. I don't want you to get hurt so if you want to join me on this mission then you will need to follow two simple rules, 1. Stay with me at all times unless I say so, meaning I want you at least five meters cose to me throughout the entire of this mission unless something forces that to change. Rule number two, do not, I repeat, do not attempt to engage in battle with anyone or anything if you can help it, these missions usually involve highly skilled and/or deadly being which will not hesitate to kill you, understand? Good.”

Hoping that Hana would fully understand the conditions of this mission, Ayame reluctantly let go of her shoulders as she turned her back to her and headed over towards the gates of Konoha. “Then let's move out then.” She ordered, initiating the start of the mission as she dashed passed the borderlines of The Hidden Leaf Village.

Hana stared at Shihouin. He didn't look so good. But the guy was seriously scary. Scarier than the ANBU around them. Her fight or flight senses tingled around him. She had never felt this way around anyone before. His eyes were such a strange color but they had such hidden depths. She couldn't read them.

As she stared into his eyes she felt cornered. His eyes reminded her of an eagle. A dangerous, viscious, eagle. She was the rabbit caught in the staring contest. Hana shook her head and looked away. She instead caught the woman in the wolf mask studying her.

Hana felt a slight chill go down her spine. Again she felt like prey being cornered. Ignoring instincts Hana smiled slightly at the woman. She waved a bit as well in a friendly gesture.

Things seemed so serious at the moment. Hana wasn't sure what to do. The ANBU then slowly walked off while Ayame was speaking to them. Basically Ayame had truth in her words. From all the high ranked ninja it seemed the mission would be dangerous. Though Hana couldn't help being angry.

Didn't her sensei believe in her? She'd seen Hana in action. So why didn't she think Hana couldn't do it? Sure, it was going to be dangerous but Hana wasn't just going to go get herself killed. Hana's hero, her sensei, didn't have any faith in her. It really hurt Hana deep down. Even if it was the truth.

Hana felt her throat get dry and slightly sore, starting to feel on the verge of tears. Though of course she wasn't going to cry over something so small. She'd show Ayame. She'd do her best on the mission and use her smarts to help everyone out. At least she hoped she could.

Ayame then turned to Hana and walked towards her. She put her arms on Hana's shoulders. Hana looked up into Ayame's eyes. The woman showed worry which made Hana feel a bit better. Obviously she was just worried about her.

Hana's eyes widened a bit as she said the rank of their mission. She had a feeling it was a high ranked one but A rank? That was way too tough for a genin. No wonder why Ayame was so worried. Why would the Hokage want Hana to go on this mission? She shivered as the cold rain slid slowly down the back of her neck.

Still Hana really wanted to go. Even with all the risks. Even if it was her first mission as well. Even if she didn't get to do anything just watching and learning from the other Jonin would be teaching Hana. Just going would be a learning lesson. The two rules didn't seem hard to follow anyway. Hana was going to stick close to Ayame no matter what. Not only was she her sensei but she was the only familiar thing to Hana in what was going to be a new environment.

Also Hana didn't know the other Jonin. She didn't seem to friendly. So obviously Hana didn't trust that woman with her life. Though she supposed she would have to eventually. It also made Hana feel good. Ayame worried about her. Almost like a mother. To Hana, Ayame was a slight mother figure. She was her sensei, her hero.

With her final words of wisdom Hana gulped. She could get killed on this mission. But she could get killed on any mission. This one just had a higher risk. But she trusted Ayame. She had a feeling that Ayame would protect her student, her responsibility with her life. Hana nodded. "I'll do what you ask sensei. I won't let you down."

Hana followed Ayame closely as she dashed past the borderlines of the village. Hana wasn't going to let the older woman out of her sight. The last thing she wanted was to get lost. Or be stuck with the other Jonin female. Hana's heart beat quickly in excitement. It was her first mission and A rank at that. The Hokage must have had faith in her or he wouldn't have had her come right? Hana felt a rush of pride and didn't look back as she followed her sensei.

Nasa waited patiently for them to get started on the mission. She felt a sense of disappointment that Shi wasn't going, merely because she enjoyed another at harassing him, but this quickly passed. She still remained crouched as she shifted her weight a bit. There was a metal gourd placed on here back that was fastened to her body. Usually she carried Iron sand on her in pockets but this mission called for the whole thing so she could fully deliver a blow if she needed. With the genin with them she would automatically be the first anyone would target and take hostage. This meant they would have to be on their guard at all times.

As Ayame consoled the Genin for a bit, obviously stating rules, Nasa braced herself for the journey ahead. She created a mental checklist of items she had, quickly going over them before they took off. As Ayame and the genin rushed through the gates Nasa seemed to disappear as though she was never there. It were as though she were a figment of someone's imagination but soon enough the two would hear her foot steps close behind; at least for a bit.

After a seconds pass or so Nasa ran up next to the two ninja as she kept her wolf mask forward. The genin was rather slow which she felt would hinder them a bit but this would be good training.

"I'll take the back and keep my sensory up. They would have to be master sensors as well to get out of my range. I'll summon my roaches as well as a means of surrounding us just in case that were to occur. The earth is the limit though. Aside from that I will stay behind in the shadows. If something arises i'll let you know. One roach to the face, remember that as the que. Sound good?"

She wanted to clarify her duties before acting seeing as how Ayame was the dedicated leader. She glanced back at the genin once but for the most part cold shouldered her. It was just Nasa's natural response to new people, something she would have to get used to. Besides, by enduring a cold look from her maybe she would get used to any cold faces she may see later. Once she felt her gaze set in she then smiled with glee from beneath the mask and waved lightly. Her attention would then turn back to Ayame.

"Also, considering my ability I am going to need a count of all metal slash magnetic items you both posses."

Never knew when someone might get captured. At least she could then use their weapons as a means of attacking the foe to release them or prevent a kunai from slicing a throat.