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Orochi would smile and raise his left hand without haste. "Of course I accept." Jin would then accept the cloak and take his leave off to the Hidden Snow village.

Yuan made his way into the main hall of the Akatsuki hidden base. It had been a strange turn of events that had brought him here.



Now, here was Yuan, making his way back to the only place he knew of that wasn't full of fighting and confusion. Surprising though it may be, the Akatsuki base was one of the most peaceful places Yuan had ever been. Sure there was animosity between members (not that there were many members currently), but most of that was under the table, cloak and dagger type stuff, which Yuan could handle. What Yuan couldn't handle was kages and teams of genins rubbing on their peers wrong and starting fights right and left, and for no practical reason. In Yuan's opinion, battles should only be fought to gain or defend something of a strategic advantage. But out there, in the Hidden Villages, it was just constant idiocy. None would dare to pull those kinds of stunts here at the base, and that is what led Yuan to think of the Base as a form of resort. A place to hide away from the stress of the outer world. That was why he was here... partly. He was also here to claim rights to a place amongst the true Akatsuki members. He had followed loyally through the battle of that joke that was the occupation of Hidden Snow. Now it was time they gave him some creative control. Yuan made his way into the council chamber. He walked to the center where a circle was placed on the floor as a focal point for the entire room. I am Yuan Shisho, a loyal follower of the Akatsuki Organization... And I am here to claim my place amongst the true members.

Yuan smiled as he slid the crimson ring onto his right ring finger. He donned the cloak, putting his left arm through the sleeve and leaving his right arm to rest across his stomach, disappearing into the left side. Yuan had seen some wearing their cloaks pulled tight, as though they were trying to hide themselves, but that didn't fit Yuan's style, so he left the neck undone, which left the high collar of the cloak to flare out to the sides. Yuan's blood red blindfold matched the black and red of the cloak well, which suited Yuan well, but his light golden blonde hair clashed with the deep red blindfold and the dark cloak, but Yuan didn't care. He was happy to finally be a part of something. As he bowed and walked out of the chamber he cracked a huge smile as he whispered to himself,Yuan Shisho of the Akatsuki... Its about time I was recognized! Now, to... Yuan shot away through the countryside.

"Yo Komen-san..." Koujin was sitting in a tree a few hundred feet in front of him. "This isn't the real base, but it's the one they decided to use for the moment. You'll be meeting the Nine, dunn worry about them, just a shadowy cabal that runs things around here. And no I dunn know who they are, but due to some extenuating circumstances I'm stuck working with them." As Komen would approach the clearing where Koujin was sitting in a tree above. As he would approach the shadowy projections of the Nine. "So this is the man?" all nine voices were speaking in unison, their voices blended almost a roar, but not quite. "Yep, one of Leaf's best and one of the higher ranked members of my old group. He never knew, because I was new back then." the piercing gazes of the Nine would seem to pierce Komen even though they weren't actually there. "Well young one, can we rely on you to gather the survivors of Leaf and bring them to water country? That area you called home won't be livable for quite some time. Our agent there, another member of your village has the files on the terrorists. Both groups of refugees will be staying in Mist for the time being and knowing these terrorists, they will try and interrupt the temporary treaty. So you will get the conflict you desire and one last thing... make those people pay for what they did." The nine waited for his answer, but Koujin hopped down, he knew Komen would accept so it was no use in staying up there. Koujin was heading up towards the docks.

Dead? The shadowy figure stood in the darkness of the base. Once called home by the Akatsuki organization, this was a highly secretive and protected land, where the group had been able to conduct their business without having to worry about attackers (or followers for that matter) disturbing their plans. This had, at one point, been the home of one of the most secret and nefarious organizations in the entire world. Now it was nothing more than a shell. Empty of all of it's once-devoted members. The cloaked figure stood in the center of a great hall, in what appeared to be a circle of light shining from above in all of the darkness around him. Adonis had died long ago, he had made doubly sure of that. Koujin and Shusui had disappeared. He could only imagine that they had retrieved that which had held them there and made their escape. The figure raised a hand from his cloak. On one finger he wore a ring, a single stone the color of blood shone in the center with a symbol marked through it. In his hand, shining along with the ring on his finger was Another ring, almost identical, but of a different color and symbol. Crius... Where had he gone? He was sure now that he must have abandoned him and the organization... but why? It was true, the two had never been close. They had always valued different things. But he had always respected the man... He had assumed that the puppeteer had felt the same. Apparently he was mistaken. The cloaked figure clutched the ring tightly in his hand and returned it to his cloak. He turned, walking to a wall at the far side of the hall. Laying his hand against the cool stone of the structure, the wall seemed to morph in odd shapes. Ten hands made of stone stretched out about a foot from the wall. Each had, on different fingers, a ring, identical to the ones the figure had in his possession. Two of the hands seemed to be missing their rings. The figure stood for a moment, staring at the rings. Then he quickly turned and walked back towards the light. Dead? He said again, more forcefully this time. No. Not dead. Not yet. I am still here... And I am far from dead. Dead? No. I will resurrect this power..... Sleeping? Yes... But far from dead. The figure turned and disappeared with a flicker.

"You as well miss." the robotic being said as he entered, his cold steel eyes looking to the woman standing. He wore a jacket around himself that would change with his appearance for this man seemed like a normal human but if a shinobi with a doujutsu could see he was not at all. He turned looking into the cave, with a look of bland and uncaring about him. "By your power readings your not strong enough to be apart of the akatsuki yet. I wonder why the man named Yuan invited you?" Demon asked, he meant no harm but this was just his cold Demeaner and the way he said things. He shifted his cold eyes around the cave waiting for something to happrn.

Hahaha! I'm glad to hear you say that, Hoshiko. You see people relying on power and luck alone all the time these days. I'm glad to see that there are still shinobi around who fight with their heads and not just their hands. Yuan seemed to step out of the shadows behind the two shinobi. He walked between them, seeming to warn them to diffuse the situation. He would have no fighting here. You my friend, could take a page from her book. Yuan turned to Demon when saying this. You have plenty of raw power my friend, but you must learn to study your enemy, and figure how to best put that power to use. I had planned to use that fight of yours as a test, to see how you fared against an interesting opponent. Overall, I was not impressed. Yuan turned and walked further forward to the wall on the far side of the hall. The thermal heat of the place seemed to keep it dry and warm, so it was no surprise when Yuan removed his cloak and hung it on a chair that they didn't remember seeing before. Rest easy. I didn't bring you here to teach you a lesson, or to flatter you till you blush. I assume that the fact that you followed me here is confirmation that you are with me? If you are not, be warned, I may kill you. Yuan turned, his back to the wall. If you are with me, then I will be giving you quite a bit of information, before we begin to move. Information is a valuable weapon in the right hands, so before I let you into my little circle, I will need to hear from your own lips that you are mine.