Ridiculous Suspicions [OPEN]

[Saito Hiryuu]

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style, width:350px; background-color:#141414;][atrb=vAlign, top] The sound of repetitive thumping could be heard all the way down the hall way. Then came the crashing of what sounded like a wooden wardrobe being thrown across a stone walled room followed by cursing and a distinct voice screaming: "WHERE IS IT!?" Then there was another crash followed by another followed by furious growls and that same voice screaming down the hall, "HOEN WHERE THE HELL IS IT!?" However all the man got back was the echoing of his own voice down the hall. Apparently, all of his assistants, being as wise as they were, had decided to abandon ship once they heard he was throwing furniture.... again. At this realization the Tsuchikage released a furious roar and began running down the hall.... in nothing but his boxers. He was going to find that wench of an assistant of his no matter how much looking it took. She was going to tell him where she put his damn kosode. If that meant running around nearly butt naked through out the entire damn manor in order to do so, THEN SO BE IT! After all why would he wear his ridiculously long pants without the matching kosode to go with them? "GOD DAMMIT HOEN!" REMAIN DEFIANT UNTIL THE END, AND WE'LL BRING CHANGE

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[kata2]

Damn it was far too early in the morning to deal with this pomp and circumstance shit. Didn't they have assistants to deal with meaningless tasks such as these? It was one thing to meet with the Kage to receive a mission, but nearly useless to have to report back to him to report it completed. Now maybe if he had failed the mission then reporting those details would be worthwhile, but standing in front of the most powerful and important figure in the entire village just to get a pat on the back? Useless. Taichi could have been training or setting out on another mission with the time he had been wasting making this trip. None the less this had to be done and he hoped it would not take all that long.

The Jounin approached the manor with what could best be described as a scowl on his face. In due time his features would shift to a less menacing glare, but that would only be in front of the Tsuchikage, everyone else was getting the death stare. As he neared the sound of crashing objects and yelling could be easily heard, and the scowl was immediately replaced with a look of confusion. This was going to become much more troublesome than it needed to be, Taichi could see that clearly. He entered the building to find it surprisingly empty. Surely there was a sense of urgency when it came to working in such a place and not everyone had the stones to show up late at the same time. Regardless, the Kage had to be here at least, and that was the only person Taichi was interested in seeing.

Making his way down the hall that led to the main room of the entire building a thunderous roar echoed throughout the building. Shit had gotten out of hand already. In a matter of moments the source of said sound came into clear view of the Jounin... it was the Kage himself. He was running around in nothing but under garments and nearly avoided crashing head on with Taichi. "The bloody fuck is that fool doing?" The Jounin blurted out, his frustration washing over the fact that he had just seen the leader of the village running around in his boxers. Without so much as a second to use reason Taichi took off after the man. It was the least he could do to try and stop him before he made it outside and others were able to see him. That would have made Iwa the laughing stock of the great nations for sure. And to think, this all could have been avoided by sending a messenger hawk.

[Saito Hiryuu]

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style, width:350px; background-color:#141414;][atrb=vAlign, top] One could say it was a rather odd sensation feeling a breeze on nearly his entire body as he ran at practically break neck speeds through out his entire manor. He could feel the smoothness of his skin as his thighs rubbed against each other a bit while he ran. He could feel the sweet chill of the air against his bare chest, and he had to admit, he felt rather... bare. However, he couldn't simply wander around without his shirt on when he had pants. No if he was going to wander around without his favorite baggy shirt, then he could fuck the pants too. At least he had the decency to don his boxers. Running past the jounin known as Taichi, Hiryuu did not take a single moment to stop and ask him questions. He was here, so? Not like the manor was exactly the most private place in the world during the day. In fact it was quite the opposite as it was usually swarming with shinobi at this time. Which actually drove a question to the Kage's mind. Just where the hell were all of the shinobi that were supposed to be his assistants? More importantly, where the hell was that bitch that knew where his shirt was? As Hiryuu continued to sprint down the halls he was coming close to the main entrance of the building when he remembered something. Something rather important. He couldn't go out into public. Digging his feet into the ground in front of himself he attempted to slow himself to a halt before he reached the front door. He couldn't let the world see him like this. He was practically skin and bones. He didn't need everyone to see his body. They would look upon him judgingly. They would look down on him. They would laugh and jeer. He simply couldn't deal with something like that. "STOP DAMMIT," he growled to himself as his bare feet slid across the slick glossy stone surface dragging him across the room and ever closer to the light of the wide open front door. REMAIN DEFIANT UNTIL THE END, AND WE'LL BRING CHANGE

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[kata2]

By this point the Jounin was almost at a full sprint, the only reason he hadn't used his full speed was so that he wouldn't run into any idle furniture that may have been knocked over by the Kage in his near-nude haste. Had this not been the leader of the village Taichi wouldn't have bothered chasing after him. Hell, if it wasn't for these messed up procedures he wouldn't have been here at all. This was annoying on multiple levels and while it may have been out of place there were definitely some harsh words in store for the man once Taichi was able to catch up.

At this point he didn't care that in a matter of moments he would be the one to give a harsh talking to to the Tsuchikage of all people. Perhaps it was his over zealous sense of patriotism that made him feel obligated to set things straight, or maybe it was the lack of caring for bullshit that drove the Jounin to a point of annoyance; either way shit was about to hit the fan. He had gotten so wrapped up in his throughts that there was no time to react when the motionless body of Hiryu rapidly came into view. Even stopping completely would prove useless, as momentum would surely carry Taichi into the other man. "Move your ass!" The Jounin shouted at Hiryu, though he felt it was a moot point to try and avoid a collision at this point. If there were any moment for the man to show his exceptional skills this would be it, otherwise the two would surely be sent crashing through the doors and into the streets of Iwa were all were free to see most of the Kage.

[Saito Hiryuu]

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style, width:350px; background-color:#141414;][atrb=vAlign, top] "MOVE YOUR ASS!" Hiryuu would have frozen in place for a moment if it weren't for the fact he was still sliding across the slick floor towards the door trying to slow himself down in his moment of stupidity. He had been spotted. Someone has seen his extremely emaciated form. NO! DON'T LOOK AT ME! His instincts kicking in at this point as he recalled hearing the masculine voice behind him away well as the sound of shoes sliding on his slick floor Hiryuu would move. Chakra pooling at his feet stuck the man to the floor slowing him to enough of a halt before he released it that he was able to leap upward without looking like a flopping fish. Twisting and turning his body in the air the Tsuchikage caught sight of Taichi as the man came towards him as though in hot pursuit of something. However at this rate the two would still clash. So Hiryuu did the next best thing he could think of short of activating his flight technique. While upside down in the air facing Taichi, Hiryuu placed a hand on Taichi's shoulder for a moment stealing a bit of the man's momentum to propel himself back into the room. He would land with a roll to break his awkward fall before rising to his feet once more almost like a spring pad as he popped up. "Eh? You're here?" Forgetting for a moment that he was almost naked, Hiryuu set his crimson sights on Taichi. However almost as soon as he did he became distracted as he noticed something through the window. Dashing to the window now he took a closer look to see hanging on the clothes line in the side yard was the very item he had been looking for. His favorite shirt. "AH! I FOUND YOU YOU LITTLE BASTARD!" REMAIN DEFIANT UNTIL THE END, AND WE'LL BRING CHANGE

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[kata2]

Through some awkward and difficult to put in words maneuver the Kage had been able to keep both himself and Taichi from crashing into each other and rolling into the open, crowded streets of the village for all to see. The rumors that would have started from seeing one of the village's Jounin hanging around a mostly nude Tsuchikage would have been too much to bear, and luckily that fate had been avoided. Though the man did hit the ground he sprang up like some sort of rabbit and acted as if nothing had happened at all. Taichi's face, on the other hand, said otherwise. He was damn near ready to punch a hole in the man, even if he was the leader of the village. His temper made no exceptions.

The exclamation of the Jounin being here made it seem like the other man had completely forgotten he had an appointment. Made sense, and it answered why he felt so comfortable running through the manor in his boxers. Damn fool. Taichi gritted his teeth attempting to hold back his rage, this had become far more troublesome than it needed to be but there was still a chance that the man could get out of here before having to kill someone. The next words uttered by Tsuchikage had destroyed any chances of this ending calmly. Little... Bastard... Little... LITTLE?!?! The forbidden words had been uttered and it didn't matter that the Kage had been talking about a shirt, Taichi hadn't even cared to look out the window.

Veins began popping up on the man's forehead, his entire body pulsing with rage. "WHAT DID YOU JUST CALL ME?! LITTLE HUH? I'LL SHOW YOU LITTLE YOU SON OF A BITCH!" Now enveloped in complete rage a vicious aura of chakra began to radiate around the Jounin, his level of power increasing well scouting levels. Muscles engorged with energy, his already golden hair seemingly glowing at this point. The roar emitted from his vocal chords was enough to shatter windows, the force of his chakra enough to life rocks right off the ground. It was akin to a scene out of some show about magical orbs that summoned a giant serpent that granted a set number of wishes.

Well, that would have been the scene had this been that show, but it wasn't and all that actually happened was the man yelling, though veins did pop out of his head, so he had that going for him.

[Saito Hiryuu]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style, width:100px; background-color:#2e2e2e;][atrb=vAlign, top] SOME MAY CHOOSE TO DESTROY WHAT OTHERS MAY CHOOSE TO PROTECT

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style, width:350px; background-color:#141414;][atrb=vAlign, top] Upon the jounin's out burst of anger Hiryuu turned sharply to look at him rather than his shirt that just flapped about in the breeze not giving a single fuck. What the hell was Taichi's big deal, eh? Wait.... big.... small.... FUCK! Hiryuu forgot to watch his words and accidentally had sent the jounin into a bloody rage. Not only that, but this jounin had the bakuton chakra nature. FUCK!!! While Hiryuu knew well he didn't have any techniques pertaining to the chakra nature, that didn't mean he couldn't still accidentally blow shit out of proportion rather easily. So what did the Tsuchikage do? He did what any sensical man would do at this point. He jumped out of the window into broad day light in his underwear. Yup. Landing not far away in the side yard, Hiryuu quickly reached out for his shirt and snatched it from the line. While doing this, he kept his sixth sense trained on Taichi so that when the jounin made a move, which he was likely to, Hiryuu could move. In the meantime the Kage slipped his kosode-esque shirt on over top of his rather bare body and then proceeded to weave a few hand seals to activate a certain technique just in case. He wasn't going to be taken unprepared by Taichi, and if the man so chose, which he was likely to, Hiryuu would give him one hell of a fight. Ah if only he were able to go get his combat clothing on, then this would be much more appropriate. Ah well. It wasn't like he hadn't been seen in his boxers around the village before. REMAIN DEFIANT UNTIL THE END, AND WE'LL BRING CHANGE

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[kata2]

In normal circumstances Taichi would have been pleased with the fact that he had made a person run off through a window to escape his wrath, even more so that it was the Tsuchikage, but not day. Today was a special exception for this man had enraged the Jounin to unimaginable levels and he would not let the man escape so easily. There was a price to pay for saying such things and no one was safe from the wrath of one Masaru Taichi. Quickly he leaped out of the same window Hiryuu had and kept track of where he was running off to.

"YOU WILL NOT ESCAPE SO EASILY!!!" He bellowed at the Kage before taking off in a full sprint. He probably would not be able to keep up completely with the man, but all he needed was a single opportunity then his wrath would be unleashed. He didn't care that this could have been seen as an attack on a village leader, or rather, the village leader. The time for reason and common sense had long passed, or in reality had never arrived at all.

Rage had taken over and the man was close to reaching a new level of power. Perhaps a third or even fourth stage, an ascension if you will. If his hair could have grown any longer it surely would have because of the immense power being generated at the moment. If this continued the man's entire mind would revert to that of monkey and his actions would surely reflect it. Hell, he'd probably turn into a giant ape if he could and rampage all over the place, and at the end of the day blame it all on the Tsuchikage because it was his fault after all. But just as before, this wasn't some fantasy show about alien warriors who took forever to reach their true potential and screamed for half the episode. No, this was real life and in this very real scenario a grown man was chasing another grown man through the village.

[Saito Hiryuu]

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style, width:350px; background-color:#141414;][atrb=vAlign, top] At his rants the Tsuchikage laughed, "Hahahaha! Who said I was trying to escape! I just didn't want to destroy the foyer!" Okay that was a bold faced lie, he was actually somewhat trying to escape, or rather to get his shirt, but none of that mattered now. All that mattered was that Hiryuu quelled the raging beast before him and soon otherwise if a fight between the two of them broke out here, in the middle of the village, they would do serious destruction. So here was Hiryuu's plan. Bait the man into following him and run like hell to a safe location to fight him. Eh. He probably didn't even need the bait. Activating his technique now that his seals were finished, Hiryuu took to the air like one of an avian species. Using this little technique he had over the blonde jounin, he would easily be able to keep in front of the man and thus be able to kite him around the village and to the area around where they could fight without issue. The area Hiryuu had in mind was training area 88. The training grounds were hardly ever used because they were a bunch of badlands and actually served the purpose of holding all out fights between higher ranking shinobi. Not only that, but it was also the area where Hiryuu had fought the Third. "COME ON YOU GOLDEN MONKEY! FOLLOW THE DRAGON!" REMAIN DEFIANT UNTIL THE END, AND WE'LL BRING CHANGE

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[kata2]

Amazing how a lie could serve to further enrage a person who was already at his limit. Taichi didn't respond but only began running faster, energy coursing through his veins and giving him the strength of some alien warrior race that transformed during every full moon unless their tails were cut off, or in a very specific case someone destroyed the moon. But that didn't matter since destroying the moon was both implausible and impossible, at least as far as the Jounin knew. Granted, all that he knew right now was that he wanted the Tsuchikage's head on a platter and his limp body on splayed out on the ground like some sort of bear rug. Yes, that would be the only way to quell his rage.

Seeing the man take flight presented a challenge though if the man truly wanted a fight then at some point he would have to come down, or not if he knew what was good for him. The remark released an almost inhuman scream from the man. He was ready to kill at this point. Maybe not quite, but a beating was definitely in order. "DRAGON EH? I'LL RETURN YOU TO THE COLD HARD GROUND WHERE YOU BELONG!!!" Rage in his words, and no amount of wishes would save Hiryuu now. Hell, even being able to instantly transport himself by placing two fingers on his forehead would not work, for Taichi would find the Kage no matter where he fled.

The two had to be covering quite a lot of distance by now, most of it a blur to the enraged Jounin. The path they had taken seemed to twist and turn like some sort of snake that sat above the proverbial hell and at the end led back to the mortal world. But that was surely some sick kid's fever dream about some magical show that probably had special beans that completely healed people and a girl who switched not only personalities but hair color when she sneezed. Yeah, totally couldn't happen.

[Saito Hiryuu]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style, width:100px; background-color:#2e2e2e;][atrb=vAlign, top] SOME MAY CHOOSE TO DESTROY WHAT OTHERS MAY CHOOSE TO PROTECT

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style, width:350px; background-color:#141414;][atrb=vAlign, top] Landing in the badlands, Hiryuu slid to a halt covering five yards of ground as he did so and kicking up a dust cloud behind himself. Upon stomping the Tsuchikage weaved several handseals and upon weaving the last one activated a technique which darkened the skin across his entire body quite considerably and even served to harden it or perhaps form a protective shell with the outer most layer of skin. Turning to face the enraged jounin hot on his tail, Hiryuu also performed another technique, this one not needing any seals. A giant blast of wind would be aimed at the jounin's body, and if trajectory served right, the jounin would hopefully be knocked off balance and tumble forward. If not it would probably only slow him a bit and likely lessen any blow that he might attempt to place upon the Tsuchikage's rather frail in appearance body. Hiryuu honestly hoped that through some means, likely by rendering the jounin incapacitated, he would be able to quell Taichi's fiery spirit. He didn't need a jounin running rampant through his village simply at the mention of anything that could possibly pertain to his height. In fact, quite the opposite. He needed a jounin that he knew could remain calm and collected. He needed someone that could jump into the frey of battle and Hiryuu would know would not lose his temper to his enemy's threats. It was blind fury moments that could get someone's ass murdered out in the battle field and this was what the Tsuchikage wanted to teach Taichi. Not so much as a leader of a village, but more perhaps as a man that once would have been in the jounin's place if someone were to perhaps bad mouth the shodai, his late master. "Taichi come to your senses. You're a Jounin of Iwagakure not a mindless beast!" He prepared himself to take a punch, "You're supposed to be a role model for the next generation! Not some mindless fool that'll get himself slaughtered when faced with an enemy!" He spread his feet apart and squared his shoulders getting into a well-built, sturdy stance, "I promoted you cause I knew you could win! SO PROVE IT TO ME!" REMAIN DEFIANT UNTIL THE END, AND WE'LL BRING CHANGE

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TECHNIQUES USED:
Doton: Domu | Earth Spear
Fuuton: Daitoppa | Great Breakthrough

CHAKRA REMAINING 90%

[kata2]

He was ready to snap, or well snap further than he had already done. Perhaps snapped in multiple places? Either way, the man known as the Tsuchikage was going to meet a grizzly end by the hands of his own Jounin. Rage covered his face as his teeth gritted against each other, power surging in every fiber of his being. Muscles bulging as if they were trying to reach some never before seen boundary that ascended normal limitations. Granted, Taichi was arguably the most muscular individual in the entire village, many years of grueling physical training were to thank for that, and now he finally had an opportunity to let loose, and who better to do that against than the supposed leader of the village? Yes, this man was going to feel a completely new level of pain.

"BRING IT? I'VE GOT IT RIGHT HERE!!" He screamed back at the man while reaching into his pocket. A scroll was whipped out and held with a firm grip. The Jounin reached out his arm to signify that the scroll was indeed what was being brought, but what could the contents have been? Some super awesome legendary item that was more powerful than the heavens themselves? Or was it something more nefarious, like dark shinobi secrets that should never see the light of day? Whether Hiryu was ready or not, he was about to witness the contents first hand.

With his free hand Taichi pulled open the scroll revealing.... a mission report. Yes, the very item that had brought the man out to the Tsuchikage's manor in the first place and started all of this foolishness was now laid out for Hiryu to see. Was Taichi mad at the short joke? Of course, and a good bit of the rage was real, but he wasn't anywhere near stupid enough to blatantly attack the leader of the village. "Sign my damn mission report so I can go home. Wouldn't have had to do this if you hadn't been running around in your boxers like some sort of child, though if you make another short joke I'll kill you." Anti-climactic? Extremely, but necessary. After all, who would have wanted to read an exchange between a Kage and a Jounin over a completed mission? That shit would have been weak.

[Saito Hiryuu]

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style, width:350px; background-color:#141414;][atrb=vAlign, top] He came in almost as though red hot. When Taichi pulled out a scroll as he ran at him Hiryuu's expression changed if only for a moment signifying his confusion. Since when did Taichi use items in combat? What could he have been planning? However the answer was not what hiryuu had been expecting. When the mission report was shown and Hiryuu was demanded to sign it, the Kage's expression became increasingly less serious. Moments passed and soon the man broke out laughing. He had actually completely forgotten he had even given Taichi a mission. Oh man, this had gone so far out of proportion it was ridiculous. To think Hiryuu had actually suspected that Taichi would use a weapon of some sort against him. Hah! "Hahahaha, sorry, sorry. I actually forgot I even gave you a mission Taichi-san." Hiryuu released the doton technique he had used to protect himself and took the scroll from Taichi. Looking at it for a few moments the Kage began to laugh again, "Like I said, you win and win and win. Hehe. Maybe I should give you a mission more worthy of your skill next time." Hiryuu then sighed as something came to his realization. He wasn't wearing pants. FUCK! "Go home Taichi. Good work on your mission. Your payment will be delivered by messenger as soon as I get back to the manor. Also, a bit of advice. Do try to work on that little quirk please. Don't need you pounding the shit out of some genin because they might say the wrong words, now do we? Oh! Speaking of which I have a question to ask you." Hiryuu placed his hands on his hips. It was at moments like these that he was glad the kosodes he usually chose to wear were more like coats than actually kosodes as they fell to his knees. "What do you think about leading a team of genin?" REMAIN DEFIANT UNTIL THE END, AND WE'LL BRING CHANGE

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[kata2]

Tch, figured Was the lone thought that ran through Taichi's head upon hearing that the man had forgot about even assigning the mission. Granted, being Kage meant the flow of paperwork was more than likely heavy and hectic, and the Jounin could respect that, though he had still not completely forgiven Hiryuu for the previous actions so he wasn't off the hook just yet. Of course the man was now trying to applaud his skills to try and soothe the beast, hell he was probably still scared on the inside, but that would be a discussion for another time. "Obviously." A cocky response from a cocky man but Taichi knew his abilities and used them well, so being sent on these lack luster missions was starting to work his nerves.

The man had begun to turn around when he heard the words 'go home' as he intended to do this entire time before the rather large distraction. He knew very well what his temper could do and though he had not fought this day it was probably only because Hiryuu hadn't made more than that one short quip at the outset. Hell, it was part of the reason the upper crust hadn't assigned him a team yet and they seemed no sooner to coming to a decision on the matter. In fact, all of these cupcake missions were probably the result of wanting to keep Taichi occupied so that he wouldn't inquire any further. A bunch of cowards, they were.

The Jounin turned his head back and slowed his pace at the pose of a question and stopped completely once he heard what it was. Surely this couldn't have been another joke, for if it was the two were too close in proximity for Hiryuu to escape this time, and he would surely perish for his mistake. "Don't play games with me, Tsuchikage. Your words are true?" He was now completely turned around and reading the man's face for any sign of foul play, though there seemed to be none. Was this just an attempt to appease for his earlier mishap, or was this serious? Either way, Taichi was about to find out.

[Saito Hiryuu]

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style, width:350px; background-color:#141414;][atrb=vAlign, top] Now he had Taichi's attention, "I speak nothing but truth right now Taichi." He moved his arms to fold them across his chest as his ruby eyes studied the buff man before him. "More genin have been graduating from the academy lately and I was thinking that we were running out of jounin to teach them. So if you're free, which I can very well make sure you are, would you like to lead a team yourself?" He then turned away so Taichi would only see a profile view of his body while Hiryuu placed a forefinger and thumb on his chin, "But then again there is that issue of the taboo words. I can't just let you go around getting pissed off with everyone that happens to make a poorly chosen comment now can I?" There was still much for the Tsuchikage to decide on. For instance just who would he be willing to pair with such a firecracker that Taichi was turning out to be. He could pair some more experience genin with him first and see how that turned out, but then again Taichi would likely gripe and complain to him about him not being able to trust him with the newbies or something along the line. Letting out a sigh in the end Hiryuu figured he would just have to wait and see how things panned out. After all, if he was lucky, then there wouldn't be anything he would have to worry about.... Right? REMAIN DEFIANT UNTIL THE END, AND WE'LL BRING CHANGE

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