Training with the Mizukage (Emi/Invite Only)

Amaya would let out a loud yawn as she sat in the middle of the wet plains awaiting her training partner in the morning.  The leader of the Nakamura clan had requested a training session with her, a request she had gladly accepted seeing that she was one of the more promising youngsters of the village. That and she was needed for the impending war on Konoha. Dressed in a revealing, blue leotard with a large erect collar that is exposed at the front, and is cut to reveal her stomach and ample cleavage and a pair of long thigh high boots with over lapping belts.  She was a bit anxious and wanted the child to hurry and show up. Not because she was impatient, but because this was the only time she could be away from the village and no one would notice. A pity really. “Amaya-sama you shouldn’t be sitting on the floor, you’ll catch a cold.”Tilting her head to the left she would look at the young konochi from head to toe. She was dressed in something more simple as she was in a pink sun dress which was above her knees. “Why are you dressed like you’re going on a date woman?” Amaya shook her head as she finished her sentence. “I don’t even know why we are out here. All you said in your note was wet plains.” Mika said rubbing her eyes. “We are waiting on the Nakamura child. And we have war to discuss with her as well. ” Amaya would lift herself off the floor and created a throne of ice. “Hopelfully she gets here soon” she said after sitting. Mika would stood beside her gave a small nod. They had nothing better to do but wait.

Byakuran hummed a happy tune as he walked through the fog forest. For once he was in a good mood. His clothes were covered in drops of blood, none of which was his own. It had been a few days since he embarked on the mission to wipe out the barbarian camp. It had been cut short due to the intervention of a troublesome shinobi. In a fit of rage Byakuran took it upon himself to complete the mission himself. Fortunately he had gotten a favorable result though it was a B-ranked mission. He had actually just gotten back from the bandit camp. Over his shoulder was a black bag and Byakuran still wore his gear from the day they embarked. Byakuran couldn't help but smile as he recounted the events, and for once laughed. Moving through the fog forest he heard the familiar voices, of the Mizukage and the jounin Mika. Byakuran sighed. He couldn't be caught now, not before he dropped off his spoils of war.

Taking a deep breath he attempted to sneak past them as fast as he could.

“Umm, are you sure you should be keeping that Amaya-sama?” Mika said as she watched Amaya fiddle with a large sword. After killing the retarded Hozuki child. Amaya decided to take the sword which he held during his short life. “The cockroach wasn’t worthy of such a magnificent blade. I mean from what I heard he couldn’t even lift it with doing that water arm thing that they down. Such a waste.  Well it’s mine now. And that’s that. ” Amaya said calmly as she twirled the blade around with little effort. “But taking it from his dead body? Er I mean his shattered body. That’s a bit wrong you think?”, Amaya said nothing for awhile admiring the sword. “Nah”, she finally said as she handed Mika the sword and getting up to greet her training partner. “Good morning Emi, glad to see that you could make it. Have anything planned for today?”

Byakuran sighed as he quietly crept pass them through the bushes. Byakuran was happy they didn't see him. He didn't want to deal with whatever punishment he'd receive from the mizukage before he got home. At least then it would be something that he could consider a cool down rather than a warm up to whatever his father had planned for him. Byakuran moved quietly till he was behind the Mizukage. Now it was a straight shot all the way to Kirigakure. All Byakuran needed to do was make a break for it, hopefully he wouldn't be detected by any of the shinobi before it was too late. Taking a deep breath he pooled his chakra to his feet and kicked off. Trying to gain some distance between himself and the konoichis. Unfortunately he cracked a twig as he kicked off.

Amaya watched as Emi threw her kunai into the foliage. She had heard the sound but cared little about whatsoever it was out and about this time of the morning. She was however upset about that person interrupting her time with Emi and Mika. With a soft sigh she would sit back down on the ice throne and waited for whomever it was to show up, explain themself and leave. She had no time to waste with unimportant matters this morning. Mika leaned against the throne as she watched for the person to leave the bushes. “Amaya-sama what if its someone come to rape us?” Amaya chuckled at the thought as the look on Mika’s face was one of genuine concern. “If it is a rapist I hope he can put up a fight.”

Byakuran would have been off in the distance had he not narrowly avoided the Kunai. Seemed he had been caught, maybe it would have been better if he had kept moving rather then turning around and revealing himself. Unfortunately he decided to show himself. Stepping out of the bushes, the blood splattered Kaguya walked out and found himself standing infront of the kage, the jounin, and the chunnin. Scratching his head he sighed, "I'm out. Don't stab, shoot, or otherwise disembowl me."
 
Byakuran stood infront of the shinobi, holding the contents in his backpack tight awaiting their response.

Amaya eyed the boy from head to toe. He was covered in blood and didn’t smell that good either. It took her awhile but she remembered seeing the boy head in the opposite direction when he was told to head back to the village. Insubordination. “You know Kaguya. I understand your need to create war and strife seeing that you’re a member of that clan. But when I tell you to do something, I expect you to do it immediately. I’m sure you’ve seen what I do to people who threatens to blemish the good name of Kirigakure. I’ll let that pass if you show me what’s in that bag. And it better be something I like. ” Amaya glared at the young man before getting up.

Byakuran examined his surroundings as his grasp tightened around the bag. In all honesty he had no intention of showing what was inside the bag, but unfortunately he didn't have much of a choice. He felt himself feel slightly embarrassed when he opened the bag and emptied its contents. Three circular objects fell out of the bag. They were dirty and were pale. The contents were obvious to anyone who had killed once before, or even looked at a dead body. These were heads, it was obvious that they had been cooled to keep the blood from dripping all over the bag and the smell from escaping. Each face had an expression of fear and pain that remained when the rigor mortis set in. To the untrained eye the heads would look like maniquins, fakes created by a crafty artisans but the stench would prove otherwise. The putrid smell of rotting meat would escape the bag into the open air. Luckily thanks to them being cooled before they were put in the bag, else maggots would be crawling throughout.

Looking at the Kage, Byakuran sighed. "I present to you, the heads of the barbarians... Unfortunately I couldn't bring them all at once. So I just brought their highest ranking members. I don't believe they will bother Kirigakure anymore." Byakuran's face showed very little other then a little embarrassment. It was his first time going and slaughtering a group... alone... Though it was nothing to be ashamed of. Everyone feels embarrassed when it comes to their first time.

Horrified Mika would take a step back after seeing the contents of the bag. She felt the urge to retch where she stood but fought it. Why would he do something like this? She understood his disappointment in not being able to go along with the mission, she understood his decision to head to barbarians alone but she couldn’t understand what possessed the young boy to carry their heads around in a bag and they were cooled to keep the blood from leaking out. Was he sane? Or was he just sick? Unable to fight back the nausea she quickly turned away and began vomiting away from the others.

With the sound of Mika showing her disgust with the development, Amaya shook her head. “This my young Emi, is the true nature of the kaguya. Pitiful. I care not about your twisted reason for disobeying a direct order from me. ” Grabbing the giant buster sword she resisted the urge to strike him down where he stood. After all she already killed one boy there was no need for another to die. “Now what to do with you.”

Byakuran couldn't help but smile slightly at the sight of Mika vomiting. A kaguya would have flat out laughed at such a sight, but Byakuran wasn't n a position to laugh. Maybe it was just the Yuki blood within her making her respond like that. The Yuki clan, wasn't surprising that they couldn't handle alittle decapitation. Picking up the heads and placing them back into the bag he sighed. "Like the Yuki clan is any better" He thought after the kage's quote about the Kaguya clan.

Throwing his backpack over his shoulder he wondered whether or not the skulls would make for a good center piece. He could probably feed these to his pets back at home, but that would be up to his father to decide. Bya only needed the heads so that he can prove that he didn't run away from the mission, that he had completed the mission. There was only so much punishment Byakuran could take, especially if his father was the one dishing it out. Once the Kage lifted her sword and pointed it at Bya, Byakuran would chose his words carefully. Not out of fear or respect but more out of caution. He was in no condition to run away or attempt to defend himself from the attacks of the Mizukage. So he stood as tall as possible, prepared to recieve any punishment that the Mizukage would give, and awaited what the Mizukage's choice of punishment. "I'm willing to recieve any punishment you give."

Mika nodded as she knelt there in silence. How embarrassing, she thought as once again she showed her weakness amongst the children and Amaya. It seems that she wasn’t cut out to be Amaya’s advisor and will probably get replaced by Emi in the near future. She bore no ill will against the young girl as she will probably be a better ninja than she is now when she hit jonin. That’s why they are out here now anyways right? Amaya knows she’ll be a great konichi in the near future thus why she’s taken up here offer for training. Rising to her feet, Mika would give Emi a weak smile before turning towards Amaya and the boy.

Catching the boy’s obvious enjoyment out of seeing Mika throw up infuriated her to no end. Resisting the urge to decapitate the boy where he stood she lodged the sword into the ground. “Kneel before and acknowledge that the Yuki and I are superior to your primal clan. And all will be forgiven. ” Amaya almost chuckled at the words that came out of her mouth. Almost. She looked for a reason to strike the boy down where he stood and his pride for those band of animals would surely give way to reason. Her deep blue eyes stared at the boy with intent as she prepared for the boy’s answer. Even though she wanted it to be right so she could get rid of another one of them, she hoped the animal had a brain.

Byakuran's smile transformed. It became bigger and vocal, it was a chuckle. To everyone it must've looked like he had a screw loose. Though to Byakuran his head seemed to be clearer then ever. The Kage seemed to know exactly what cord to hit, if there was anything Byakuran had, it was his pride. Probably the only thing that could actually hurt him. His pride as a kaguya was everything. Even if it meant his death that was something he couldn't allow to let go.

Looking up at the kage and with a steady voice he responded. "I'm sorry, but no... What your asking me is to betray everything I believe in, to become a traitor. Sorry, but you can kill me, roast me, mutilate me, toast me, crush me, stab me, and even decapitate me, do whatever you so choose... But I will never... ever betray my clan, Kirigakure, or myself. Not for you. Not for anyone. I won't lie nor will I mutter under my breath just to save my own ass. Not as a Kaguya, and not as a man." Byakuran looked at the kage with a solid gaze. Showing how true he was to his words, it was obvious that neither torture or the threat of death was going to make him say otherwise. Byakuran dropped his backpack on the ground and stared at the Kage. Lifting both of his arms prepared to recieve whatever punishment that would be given. Though he had to admit, this would probably end badly."Do.... what.... you... will." Byakuran said.

Byakuran only stayed long enough to be dismissed. Once he was given the moment to leave he picked up his stuff and disappeared into the trees toward the village. He was glad to leave with his life, especially since there was absolutely no way he would have lived once the Mizukage would have been through. The Mizukage's words rang through his mind. "So forget your stupid pride and learn respect." True, his pride did get him into this situation. In fact his pride nearly got him killed there. Was his pride as a Kaguya really worth that much? He wondered if there were any other way for him to leave that situation without pissing off the Mizukage. "Probably not" he mumbled. Then he shook. Whether the Mizukage knew it or not, she had given him a worse punishment by letting him live. Unlike the Mizukage, Byakuran's brother would do something much worse than kill him. He would let Byakuran live, and there would be scars to remind him.

(EXIT)

“Kenjutsu eh? Was never good with a sword but I’m game.” Grabbing the hilt of her sword she would take a somewhat awkward stance. As much as she prided herself in being a great at everything she does she was subpar in kenjutsu, since it was something she cared little about. But what she lacked in grace and elegance she excelled in speed and strength, and she could use that to her advantage. Using the strength of her legs she would lunge herself towards the child blade in hand, the ground breaking from the sheer force. Almost forgetting it was training and not a real battle she would turn it down a notch as she swung the blade wildly at the girl testing her strength.