Weakness Turned Rescue [PLOT]

[Zaraki ☣Inari]

→ He let out an exhausted sigh. What is with this situation? His thoughts as he carried the Head of the Konohagakure Police Force upon his back, what more, he was groping him in unmentionable places as if he was his ol' lady. Shouldn't just left him in the hands of that kidnapper, would've been better for his pride as a man, and probably for Satori as well, having been saved like a damsel in distress. One would say it was unbecoming of a prestigious and trustworthy leader such as himself to be saved, and by a Rogue Ninja no less. To recall perfectly of what had just happened a few minutes, if not about an hour or so, started with a pre-determined meeting in Tanzaku Town, where he, Inari Zaraki, would pose as a sexy female as a disguise to hide under the radar from those digging into Satori's intention.

Satori, the imbecile groping Inari, was careless enough to get himself kidnapped, but with a lucky twist of fate and a exhausting usage of chakra, Inari saved his ass from the cluthes of what seemed to be a very powerful individual. Gah, he needs to wake up already. Inari thought, trying to be so kind as to allow someone who'd been recently knocked unconscious the ability to regain complete conscious and composure before letting him walk on his two feets - such a kind man Inari was. However, he wasn't kind enough to continue this.

"Satori...wake up!"

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[Word Count]: [248]
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[Uchiha Satori]

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[atrb=cellspacing,4,true][atrb=cellpadding,5px,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,400,true][atrb=style, background-image: url(http://i.imgur.com/Vrs56.png); border-radius: 0px 30px 0px 0px; -moz-border-radius: 0px 30px 0px 0px; border: 5px solid #222222;] The problem was, despite his vast experience as a ninja, Satori was a bit too trusting. Not even that, it was that he expected others to act at least somewhat reasonably. A notable ninja from another village that they were not hostile towards, in front of potentially hundreds of witnesses that had recognized him, attempting to attack and kidnap someone that he recognized as a high ranking official from Konohagakure in broad daylight while in Konoha seemed like something that nobody would expect any reasonable individual would do. As it was, a single word from Satori and they would suddenly find themselves either at war with Kiri, or with Kiri disowning Fuku and sending assassins after him to recover his sword. Both of which were surely undesirable outcomes for the man. So why...? He had simply been groping Inari absentmindedly to keep the other man off guard while he reviewed his own thoughts. Although reporting this incident to the Hokage would surely seal Fuku's fate... Satori would stay silent about the matter. Bringing the village into this would simply prevent him from handling it at his discretion... and he most certainly wanted to be the one who personally saw to the resolution of this little issue. Pretending to be roused by Inari's prodding, Satori pulled himself away from the nukenin, righting himself as he stared straight up into the sky for a long, silent moment. When he was finally finished, he cocked his head to the side to look down at Inari, eyes flaring crimson, "Fuku Hayate... will suffer for this insolence." He glared at the White Fox for a moment before lurched forward slightly, bringing a hand up to his face, covering his right eye with his palm while pushing the proximal phalanges against his forehead. He made a strange grunting sound before pulling his hand away to look at his, his eyes having already faded back to their natural black, "This feeling... I wonder what it is. It's like my blood's boiling..." He let his hand drop to his side as he tilted his head up, letting out a single bark of a laugh into the air, "Ah, Inari, I guess I owe you a drink." [Dialogue Color]: Text [Techniques Used]: [Chakra Reserves]: — give in, to the shadows that keep calling for you tonight obey the shadows cry

[Zaraki ☣Inari]

→ Satori's body was heavy. Perhaps that was an understatement, but now that he'd left his shoulders, it felt like a huge relief. Inari could only assume what was running through Satori's mind in his world, at least that's what Inari wanted to believe - that he was asleep, that is. In truth, he knew he was up, but he stayed silent due to knowing how hurt ones pride could be after receiving such a crushing defeat without being able to fight back. That sense of powerlessness. The reality that there's other people who can destroy you with a simple move, and indeed, as easy as he was caught, if he'd aimed to kill Satori...he would be dead.

He adjusted his arms slightly to accommodate for Satori's slight movements. Then he spoke, revealing to Inari that he was indeed now asleep just as he feared. He wanted revenge. At that moment, Inari was gathering his thoughts, trying to think of what to say to a man who experienced such an event. By the time he knew, Satori had assumed he owed Inari a drink. He chuckled lightly in response, "Guess you do. Anything but sake though. My body and mind's a temple." It was true, as a youngin' he was taught to never disgrace his body with alcohol or non-helpful drugs, albeit in a sense all drugs were helpful and harmful, but I'm sure most assumed what he would mean when he states this.

There was a moment of pure silence.

"Satori," his eyes and tone felt disheartening, "you know you can't do it, right?" He said, not as in he lacked ability, but the law he passed downwards in his Organization - one does not kill unless within a situation where they absolutely must. A life was precious, even if it belonged to a person such as...Fuku Hayate? That was his name. WOAH! It hit him. "Wait! That was one of the Legendary Seven Swordsmen of the Mist?" He didn't recognize him as he only saw his back, and the weapon upon his back looked like anything but a sword. The political ramifications ran through his mind as clear as day. Fuku's attempt at kidnapping a Police Captain would be seen as a political declaration of war, especially if it was for something like his Kekkei Genkai - the sharingan - that Inari knew all too well. Then he thought of what would happen if Fuku recognized him in that moment of teleportation, if he did, and Satori told, this could potentially mark Satori as a traitor helped by a Nukenin. Inari assumed Fuku wouldn't tell his village, as that would mean suicide for himself.

"Satori, you can't tell anyone about what happened today." He stated with the utmost serious tone he could muster. Satori must've already thought of the consequences for Fuku's Action, but just the possibility could ruin Satori as well.

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[Dialogue Text]: QUICKSAND
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[Word Count]: [733]
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[Uchiha Satori]

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[atrb=cellspacing,4,true][atrb=cellpadding,5px,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,400,true][atrb=style, background-image: url(http://i.imgur.com/Vrs56.png); border-radius: 0px 30px 0px 0px; -moz-border-radius: 0px 30px 0px 0px; border: 5px solid #222222;] The Uchiha simply offered a small shrug in response to Inari's statement, "You should really learn to relax once in a while. All that stress is going to be the end of you." He shrugged a second time, although this one was exaggerated, "We get the best of both worlds, us Shinobi. You can do whatever you want with your body, because you won't live long enough to see it fall apart." Really, that was a bit hypocritical coming from him considering that he'd long since outlived most of his allies and friends, but Inari still had plenty of time left to kick the bucket as it were. Of course, that was a rather exceptionally morbid line of thinking. When he heard what else Inari had to say, he simply turned away from the Fox and leaned his head forward, starting to laugh heartily... but the sound slowly deepened until he threw his head back, cutting the laugh off. "Inari, Inari, Inari... who said I planned to kill him?" He turned his head to look over his shoulder, Sharingan flaring yet again, "Don't underestimate the power of this cursed blood of mine." Satori had seen the Sharingan's full power for himself, once. When his father was interrogating an enemy ninja, he only flashed his Sharingan for a moment... but it was enough to utterly destroy the man's mind. He turned into a drooling wreck that was unable to even speak or eat. Although he hadn't admitted it to Inari, this was the reason why he had chosen to hone his mind over his body. So that when the time came, he would be able to unlock the Sharingan's latent mastery over Genjutsu. And that time would come soon enough. Satori could feel it in his blood, almost begging to be set free. All his body needed was one small push, and his Sharingan would reach it's full potential. "Yes, Inari. It was. And you don't have to explain the gravity of the situation to me. I understand it quite well." He turned back to face Inari, only to walk right past him, "We'll keep this dirty little secret between the two of us. Meanwhile, I'm going to head back into Tanzaku Town a bit later to pass off the incident as some sort of joke or street performance to keep word from returning to Konoha. And if the White Shark is still there... well, that little encounter will turn out differently now that he won't be able to sucker punch me." He was confident that Hayate had already left the area considering the circumstances, but his presence was irrelevant either way. [Dialogue Color]: Text [Techniques Used]: [Chakra Reserves]: — give in, to the shadows that keep calling for you tonight obey the shadows cry

[Zaraki ☣Inari]

→ Burr. A shiver ran down his spine as Satori vaguely explained what he would do to Fuku if he'd caught him. Although he didn't know the specifics, just thinking of being tortured by the sharingan is just...burrr. Whatever the case, Inari had more on his mind at the moment, and Inari couldn't figure out what it was, but he felt worried about Satori. It wasn't soon till Inari was face to face with Satori, his crimson eyes to crimson eyes, and he could feel a second of tension. It wasn't the first time he stared the Sharingan in the eye, and for some strange reason, he knew it wasn't going to be the last - which also made him sort of happy.

Satori informed Inari of his plans, and albeit Inari could protest, he knew Satori had to do this, and dropping him like he originally intended at a sentry post was dangerous to himself and their alliance. Satori was fine, so that wasn't a must-situation. He sighed in response as Satori walked past him.

"Satori, he called out, "the day i saved you..." his words drifted off. "just..." his voice cracked slightly "Don't Die Until I Say So." He said finally, emphasizing the words clearly[hence the caps]. He turned to Satori, forcefully grabbing his hand and lifting up his shirt to give clear view of his shoulder. "Contact me in two days using our usual method, if you don't, " he requested, slamming his palm into Satori's shoulder, "I'll find you." He placed a uniquely shaped stigma seal upon it. He made sure even with the risk, he would be capable of find Satori if he got into anymore trouble.

With that, he disappeared into the wind as shinobi do, he was too close to the Konohagakure border anyways, any closer, probably would've gotten caught, don't want that now do we? He still had his Kunai so, if worse comes to worse, he'll be able to get to him quickly.

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[Dialogue Text]: QUICKSAND
[Dialogue Template]: "Words"
[Word Count]: [1065]
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[Uchiha Satori]

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[atrb=cellspacing,4,true][atrb=cellpadding,5px,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,400,true][atrb=style, background-image: url(http://i.imgur.com/Vrs56.png); border-radius: 0px 30px 0px 0px; -moz-border-radius: 0px 30px 0px 0px; border: 5px solid #222222;] When the white-haired boy mentioned the day he saved Satori, the memory quickly flashed by. It had been when Satori unlocked the second tomoe of the Sharingan, back when he was a Chuunin. The power granted by the eye allowed him to slay a rather notable Suna Jounin, but the rest of his squad hadn't been so lucky. Inari had saved him from the rest of the Jounin's pack when Satori was too drained of chakra and stamina to fight them off. He did owe Inari because of the incident, which is a large part of why he allowed himself to be drafted into Zenko to begin with. As for who he would side with if it came down to it; Konohagakure or Zenko? That was up in the air. Just how far did a life debt go? Even Satori couldn't say for sure. "I'll die when it's my time to. No later, no sooner." It was a fairly accurate statement, although it didn't mean much at all. After all, when you died, prior engagements tended to become irrelevant. When Inari slapped his shoulder, Satori's eyes drifted down to the marking that was left there, glowing slightly due to the chakra that composed the seal, "You and your seals. Really now." He merely shrugged and laughed lightly, either unable or unwilling to remove the seal. Once Inari vanished, the Uchiha slid his hands into his pockets and walked off in the direction of Tanzaku Town, whistling softly to himself. Soon, he would have the power to change the world. But that day was not today. His plans would have to wait for now... but for how long? [Dialogue Color]: Text [Word Count]: [1086] [Techniques Used]: [Chakra Reserves]: — give in, to the shadows that keep calling for you tonight obey the shadows cry