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Chaos rose slowly from his place without a sound. He swept from the room like a shadow. He walked down slowly. He didn't prepare himself to attack though. He walked down searching the darkened house for Yumi and the things she had dropped. They had sounded like bodies...maybe he was wrong though. He was not sure at the moment and hoped that he may be wrong. He might have to help her otherwise, not that he mined, as much as he wished she knew her limitations...

Chaos looked the bodies over slowly and shakes his head before turning to walk back up the stairs. "Messy killers are killed easily." He walked away from her, not caring to see her. "Just put those bodies somewhere, one of the rooms preferably. Then lock it." He goes back to his room slowly, not caring about her expenditures, or endeavours she went upon. That was her own choice after all.

Chaos stops and turns his head to look back at her slowly. "Yumi...are you so foolish as to leave a trace of your killings? Search this house. You'll find no bodies other than the ones you brought here. You leave blood Yumi. I leave no remains of a death. Unless I wish it to be known. You're a strong killer and a swift one. But you're losing speed Yumi. You're losing your edge. If you don't keep it up, soon I shall defeat you without even trying."

He sweeps past her despite her blocking the way. He never even touched her yet was up by the door to his room. "I pity you Yumi, for not being able to see past the end of your nose to the larger image. If there are dead Shinsengumi here in a public house, what would happen to it? Its' occupants. Yumi you kill without a thought to the future. It would have been better to let them run home, or kill them and leave them in the street. That way if they do decide to do a search for their men, they shan't know what house the 'killer' resides in yes?"

His golden eyes catch her, His brother blades gleaming at his sides before he moved into his room without another word. He knew she wouldn't be happy or satisfied with that answer but he told her and that was all he could do for now.

((Hehe ok let me explain. He moved them while she was out. But not into the woods. They are burning at the moment in another house. If one were to dump them next door like that they would burn easily and without notice. He doesn't use his 'shadowwalk' all the time because it is just a trick of the eye and using a persons senses to deceive them, same as a ninja's ninjitsu. It only works because a person believes it does. His speed as far as being able to make multiple copies is a different skill. The blood was never produced because his blades are sealed the wounds while making them. They don't let blood out. They never ask for blood though, so they differ from the Marasume in that way. If he had used the blade on his back, the Masamune it would done the same. The ones at his sides seal the woundsas I said, but if the cuts are severe a person can't live any longer after that. Anyways...yes I know he's a selfish p***k brat, but That's who he is. He never had to deal with people and doesn't know or understand how to treat others...<_< Ehhe anyways.))

Chaos listened to Yumi and never heard her enter again. He swallowed slowly. He knew he had said something wrong. He sighed slowly hitting his head against the window frame. He never said it right. He didn't mean to be like that, but that's all he knew. He knew power, and destruction. The ability to deal with people he had never learned. He sighed softly shaking his head.

This is it.

Chaos lifted his head slowly and stared out at the sky. He nodded his head slowly and whispered. "Yes...this will be it." He moved from the window sill ready to let the next four days to go by as fast as they wished. He wouldn't care any more. He would leave Yoshimitsu as soon as he got back. He would no longer work for them. Never again serve them. He knew they would find another to work for them. He would not do this any longer. A rurouni was the life he needed. Not a killers'...

((I know he is whee And don't hesitate to ask any questions that you may have about him or what he does. I'll be glad to tell if it doesn't ruin anything xd ))

Chaos protected the men easily for the next few days. He didn't have any trouble like the first night, and so passed them by easily. Chaos finished the mission and turned from the house, bowing his head slightly to the men before heading back to his own, 'home.'

Yoshimitsu knew something was wrong...he could feel it. He simply sighed and would wait. That's all he could do, but he had a couple of people he was recruiting already.

a loud crash is heard and Hotaru slowly opens his eyes to see what was the comotion about.He walks down the steps of stairs holding his head wondering

"man what did I do last night.....i have such a huge head ache...now i remember....I was out drinking"

as he got a huge grin on his face,He looked around noticing a man agruing with the waiteress about something and a cup broken on the ground.

"must be over something dumb I guess I'll get dressed and geto ut of here, I still haven't found a sweet's store around here yet...andi won't leave until i have"

He turns around and heads back up the stairs and into his room

((Approximately?...5 days XD))
Yoshimitsu stands looking at Chaos his jaw open. He knew something had happened, but he had never expected Chaos to resign from the position of the hikage hitokiri. Such an odd thing but he sighed slowly nodding his head getting everything straight in his mind. "Alright Chaos. I won't keep you here...bad things can happen from forcing a person as young as you to kill people over and over again. Go ahead and enjoy your life. I wish you well my friend." He bowed slowly and deeply to show his immense respect for this young master of the blades. He would then rise and go to his paperwork letting Chaos leave as he willed.

Chaos watched the man for a while and then bowed back slowly to him. He would rise and take his leave, words not needing to be said. Chaos would simply walk toward the door, leaving no sound or trace he had ever existed there. He quickly left and walked from the town. He was ready to begin his travels. He pulled down his hat over his eyes a bit, the shadow hiding him. His blades resting on either side, and the original Masamune resting upon his back. His sandals made no sound as they walked.

The rurouni walked, without a destination, nor a home. He couldn't fight the war again. The time of the hitokiri was coming to a close, and the real fight would be without him. He saw no area for a person like him to fight in. A boy still, no matter how he 'changed' his appearance. His 'chamleon' ability would not help him become older. His heart still oddly pure, despite the massacres he had committed. His once golden eyes, now were grey. His hair falling slightly in front of his eyes waving gently in the breeze. The only thing that would be his friend for a long time now.