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(OMg so much petter tha seeing Xen dance, Dash!!!)

Raine hopped down the streets, kicking an flinging his perfected body in swift powerful movements, that twisted awkwardly to the music which actually struck him with a catchy beat. His awkward movements had his heart fluttering for a second unable to control his most valued quality, his muscles, but as his fear full eyes flicked back in desperation to his sensai the boy couldn't help but stop his fear. His eyes growing and a massive smile pulling over his face a howl of laughter boiling in his throat.

Dash snapped his head forward, his shoulder curving up and his hands flinging out with every beat. The man flung back his neck his short hair flipping up to reveal a solemn face. His feet tapped at the cobbled street with thick beats, and he commenced to head-bang with the music twirling around in a circle as his arms whipped around him. Others fella way from him to give his arm space to move. Others watching as they too flipped their movements out. His chest beat heavily under his jacket taking in deep gasps of air to compensate for his movement.

Raine howled with laughter, for someone who had been so placid and intimidating this whole time, seeing him dance like this was the greatest sight in the world. The small boy's hands dropped from the air as he calmed, and he sluggishly moved the way that he chose. Still swaying gently with the music. Far ahead of them a huge voice roared through a microphone it seemed like. All the villagers bobbed and watched the goings on.

Kasuke turned to his villagers dancing oddly, men and women dancing along with small children and grannies the same. He couldn't help but giggle. 'At a close at last.... I must address them first." he watched this Tsuchikage before turning to the horse. "No. There is no forgiveness to be given. Look at their faces. Not even I could have done that, whether it be under a magic spell or not." He also intervened on the conversation now directed at Nakamura. "As for this mysterious performance, you must tell this child of yours that it will have to wait. We each have business to attend to with these people before any other shenanigans go on." He pressed in closer between the two,"And if I might add respectfully, I believe that Lady Nakamura's garp is already the most formal for our situation, and I wouldn't want our new guest to be commencing in any less-than-professional activities that your free-spirited son might have planned." he could only imagine the garp that would be prepared, and thought of the thin ice that still lay between this peace and his dignity as a man and a kage to protect a women from such provocative "performances". With that he nodded and flashed with a jump to he stage.

Landing in front of his massive crowd, he noticed this Marcus a top a near by roof with an infuriate Yuumei, he heard his title quietly before she threw her fist. The Kage giggled but none the less became quite serious. The attention was elsewhere and the music still played through the air. Seeing it's source and feeling chakra pulsing through the air, he would have to put an end it it temporarily. Both hand whipped around him in opposite directions quickly. Wind exploding outward, throwing hat and papers high into the air. He slowed the air molecules to silence the vibrations through he air.

Kasuke waved up to Marcus, "I'll turn it back on in a minute, but I've got a word to say. If you two would please keep your bickering for a few seconds." With this he turned to the crowd. Cracking his knuckles, this sure was a lot of people...."Otogakure." His voice bellowed as he reverberated his own sound waves through the air in a similar technique as Marcus' speakers. "Today, we have experienced fear, anger, and desperation in the face of the destruction of our village. And yet, it is one of our most glorious days that will be forever remembered in our history. We have bonded villages, that have feuded for many long years, and we have not lost a single life in the process of this." Some yelled, and clapped, most were still wondering what exactly what was going on though. "Today, the Kage of the snow and Taki has come seeking peace!" with the words Taki everyone stiffened, there was clear resentment for this village that had been their long time rival. The silence held for a moment, before someone in the crowd just next to the stage let out a wail.

"Finally! Finally we are free!"

Some others responded with clapping, other yelling, it grew steadily into the sound of the ocean. An ocean of hands, unsure of this treaty of peace with a village they had despised all of their lives.

"Our peace is fragile, and both of our villages must admit that we have made mistakes in the past. As we all know Oto has had a very grim past, and we are gifted with the opportunity of this." He turned to Nakamura and nodded for her to come.

Cp:2,040-40=2000

Jutsu Name: Oshimasu Kaze no Jutsu (Wind Push)
Description of Jutsu: The user pushes air away from their body to force back incoming attacks and opponents.
Rank: D
Cp Cost: 40
Damage: 10-20 +2 per 2 extra chakra.
Requirements: Chakra control +40
Training: 3 days
Special: Immune to all ranged attacks.

Xen smiled as Kasuke addressed the crowd. He was a fair leader of the people if nothing else. The People of Oto would follow that man where they would not have a cleverer tyrant. In that sense, Xen was grateful to Lord Kasuke. At the least Xen could trust the man to do as he expected, protect the village above all.

"-without losing a single life in the process."

Xen gave a small smile and said quietly "Well, that's not exactly-"

Yet Kimiko quickly cut him off with a whispered "Maboroshi!"

As the speech ended, the pair had rather different reactions, but in the end, they weren't all that different.

Kimiko was clapping the with rest, her smile wide to the brim. 'That's wonderful.' she looked at Nakamura 'I know that it might be hard to let go of anger,' she recalled Raine and his apparent hate for that woman 'But that's what makes good all the stronger, all the more worth while reaching for!' she nodded, the last of her negative feelings toward the Yukikage vanishing. 'Being good is harder, it's a higher tree to climb, but's all the more worth while when you get to the top.' she looked out happily across the crowd. 'And that view is worth it!'

Xenon meanwhile, was giving off his mellow, somewhat sly, smile. 'Hm... well spoken...but the truth is that letting go of the past is easier said than done. People will not all be as willing to forgive as Lady Nakamura, she and Kasuke have a long road ahead if they are going to foster a true peace...' his grin widened a small margin 'But I think they're up to the task.

Xenon's eyes diverted from the stage to the figures near the Aisukage. His eyebrow liftedslightly. His keen eyes narrowed ever so marginally, examining the girl standing next to Lady Nakamura.

Read Lips
Xenon's read lips:11
Roll:15+11=26 (Success) ( Message a few sentences)

"Kage-sama, What is he talking about? Bonded villages? Did you punish them already?"

Xenon's expression, blank, turned into a slightly amused smile again. 'My point.' He watched the girl further, adjusting his glasses as the look on her face as she stared at Kasuke turned sour, almost like she was snarling. She appeared younger than himself, and though age was less of an indicator in the ninja world than it should have been, he was slightly amused. 'A little war monger... how...poetic.' he chuckled slightly and Mokutan looked at him curiously.

"Sup chief? What's funny?"

Xenon just continued to look on in amusement. "Humans..."

Mokutan tilted his avian head, considering this, before letting out a similar chuckle. "Heh, heh, Yeah."

Xenon wondered briefly, what this girl's Idea of Punishment was. Did she intend to kill at random, cutting down civilians in the streets? Or perhaps just wipe them all out to avoid respiral? Certainly it was a strategic choice, if one was going to kill, kill them all.

But killing when not necessary was a waste of effort, and resources, human or otherwise. Acting solely upon grudges, even holding them to begin with, was weakness, weakness almost as crippling as that grand pitfall known as love.

To him though, he supposed, at that age, it would have sounded a perfectly acceptable plan... but not many were like him. He wondered if that girl were capable of it, of watching them die, of cutting them down, men, women, children, family dogs who got in the way.

No... Xenon didn't think so. She wished to punish them out of a sense of..."right" a sense that they were "evil". Such childish notions would not last long when slaughtering children. Xen himself was a child, but he'd also killed people his own age, one a little older just twenty minutes ago. As their blood stained his hands, metaphorically speaking, could he honestly call them evil?

No. In his opinion only a fool could kill children like him and still call them evil. But then, he didn't kill for good and evil. He killed out of convenience, and on whims. Still, he humored, his point stood.

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Kaida listened well, to her sensei, the words of Wahotts as well mingling in her mind and through them both her blood born wrath was sinking down letting hte little girl within surface stronger. She knew they were right, but it still seemed so unfair, that the people who had hurt them, that brought tears to the eyes of her sensei, were going to simply be forgiven with no penance for what they had done. Her face was held somber but her eyes betrayed the shifting of her emotions at the thought that perhaps at least this would prevent the people she cared about, from being hurt by these people again. The trust and innocence of a child still lived within her, to some extent. She simply nodded and stated "Yes Lady Kage." and was quiet as she saw her brother arrive and Nakamura move away to speak to the people. She looked away a little guiltily when her brother's eyes met hers for a moment, but when she glanced back she could almost swear she saw a hint of amusement in them rather than disappointment.


Kusari stayed silent when chastizd for being late. He simply fell into place close behind Nakamura as she addressed the village. Looming behind her like insurance that she would be paid attention too, the unique and beautiful woman he stood behind and her standing were presence enough, his intimidating figure was hardly needed to keep the attention of the people, but his figure itself seemed to serve a dual purpose. He simply stood like a watchful sentinel ready to protect if needed, but his mammoth size and structure also seemed to speak an underlying warning of the things to come should the branch of peace be broken or rejected.

Kusari listened to her words as his ice blue eyes surveyed the masses before him watching for any threat that may arise. When she spoke those names, his expression hardened having known most all of them, some better than others, but all a tragedy for their loss. His sensei, whom he had grown to trust and respect to an extent more than he had trusted any before him, and who had helped to guide him away from his ways of isolation and wild unchecked violence, had been possibly the greatest loss among them. She spoke of vengance and the dark path it lead down, and he knew well of what she spoke, his own blood stained life having been a symbol of that. Nakamura had been the one to teach him the most about mercy, and now he was privileged to stand beside her as she bestowed it upon one of their greatest enemies in hope of peace. Part of his own burdened soul could not help but wonder, if the whole world fell to peace, would he still have a place within it? After his life of blood and violence, would there be need for a warrior like him? Would he be able to become something else? But he shook the thoughts away, there was time to figure that question out, when it came about. Until then he still had much work to do.

He moved aside as Nakamura backed away and he turned slightly towards her when she spoke of paying respects. He understood, and Nodded to her. Raising a hand to conceal his own lips he spoke in a low whisper back to her "It would be good to accompany you, it has been a long time, and this seems a day deserving of it. You have done great things today, he would be proud." he stated the hushed compliment agreeing to make the trip with her. Knowing Kaida would know little of what was going on, she could at least come with and stay outside the cemetery.

"Yeah. We should go" Hiro agreed. He stood up and saw Nakamura acknowledge his existence. "I wonder when I should say my goodbyes. The best time would probably be now.." Hiro sighed. "I'm no good at goodbyes" He jumped down from the roof, landing with a thud. He stood tall and began walking towards Nakamura.

"Hiro.. Are you sure you are okay? And why are you going to them?" Lag asked with a concerned glance.

"I'm fine. I'm reporting to my Kage." Hiro blinked, a little confused. Lag had sort of just appeared there. Not a sound was made when he jumped from the building. "Lag.. Have you graduated from the Academy yet?"

Lag lowered his head and said a little shamefully, "I haven't yet. I was going to start, but all this started happening.. Why do you ask?" But Lag wouldn't keep up for an answer. Unlike Hiro, Lag wasn't good with being around very powerful people. He was easily scared, and preferred to stay away from Jounin and Kage alike.

"Oh.. Just wondering" Hiro said, not noticing Lag's disappearance from his side. He looked forward to the group around Nakamura. He recognized Kusari, but the other two were a mystery to him. The wolf looked too small to belong to Nakamura, but there was no way of telling. He finally came within arms distance to the three, feeling the cold emanate from Nakamura. "Nakamura-"

"You should be more respectful. She could level you in a second, after all. Lady Takikage perhaps. But I really don't care.. You haven't bothered with respect in the past" Gomankeii huffed.

Hiro ignored the random interjection from his subconscious invader and continued again, "Nakamura, I recently suffered from a bout of amnesia from an unknown source" Hiro winced. It sounded pretty stupid of him to mention that detail, but it was too late now, "Despite that, I would like to know what you would like me to do. My time here is finished and I was planning on leaving back to Takigakure, unless you had something else you needed me for" Hiro looked Kusari up and down, "Yep.. Just as intimidating as I remember" he thought to himself before returning his gaze to Nakamura.

Lag strained to listen to what the group was saying, but it was no use. His untrained ears wouldn't allow him to listen in. He sighed and looked towards Xenon and Kimiko. "I wonder.." He stopped himself and bowed his head in deep concentration.

Kasuke's head fell to his bare toes while his hair fell over his eyes, the wind pressing coolly on his cheeks as it whirled with his spirit. When Nakamura had finished he looked up to her and stepped forward. "Oto. We are at Peace!" he hollered, his hands raising up and wind bursting forward gently. "You are free to retire! However, the very Tsuchikage himself has come to put on a show for you." the man flung his hand up to the rooftop where Marcus and Yuumei both stood, handing back the floor. His chakra fell back from the air and released Marcus' ability to control the sound waves.

with that the Kage stepped back off the stage and took a long, deep breath. Finally it was over, the feud was finally over!

(Yeah, do want ever you want now)

Dash smiled in the crowd his broad chest lifting higher. He sunk his head with a deep grateful grin. Kasuke had done it... no way. His gaze fell to the small feet at his side hands hanging down shivering as if in the cold. Raine stood vacantly staring into the back of a man that stood before him, his face twitching as he chopped through breaths. Dash was silent as not to disturb the boy, he knew there was some former aggression and being a Tekkenseisai as he was, there was no doubt that he was torn up inside.

the boy's jaw clenched and he dropped his head, every muscle rippling under his skin as if his whole body were choking. He gasped a breath to hold in his anger and despair, he thought he wanted peace, he really did. It was best for oto... but this woman... her voice clutching his throat just as the day they had last seen each other. He felt as if tears would well in his eyes, but none came. He was harder now, harder than then.

( crying , dare I use this song, http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_vRxjIPyKe4 )

His eyes closed and Raine was smaller now the world was silent around him, save a cold, lonely song that rang through the ears of everyone in the room. The soft hum of the Harmonica lightly swaying in Hatchi's hands. the sennin back in the shadow his mind far away from this place, he thought of his wife, his children.... Standing there with many other huddled in complete silence as they watched and listened, Raine looked deep into the dark brown eyes and saw the regret that sat with this man. Sadness and pain, he saw sorrow and loneliness behind the veil of flowers and dances. Eyes that missed their loves, and wanted them more dearly than life itself.


Pulling his eyes from the ground Raine looked to Dash who was still silently fixed upon him. The sunk down further to the boy, pulling his arm over his back. Tears leaked over his cheek. "It's over now." The small boy whispered the song fading in his mind. "He's happy now."

Dash pat the boy's shoulder,"I'm glad you could finally allow him that peace." The jounin gathered that it was this boy's past sensei and had even heard the name Hatchi, but to have been trained by a sennin.... Maybe this kid had more to him than fists. "Well, we are ninja, and peace is the very best thing for us. So be happy that an age old struggle has been calmed between our villages." Dash rose up to his hieght, looking out over the crowd once more. "Be at our hq in the morning for some more training." He smiled and stepped back slightly jumping out of the crowd and vanishing into the night.

Raine sighed, pulling his hand to push away the tears, and retreating from the crowds to a back street. Small shops passed by him, that he aimlessly let his eyes wander over. Small boutiques that were dark and alone. His eyes found a small music store, reselling old instruments that had been left behind by their old owners. He stepped up to the window spotting a heavy rusted harmonica. Raine felt as if he might cry once more but simply stepped forward , placing his hand over the cool glass. A longer for the beautiful instrument fell over his fist. The small boy knew he could easily rack trough the glass without a single cut and take the harmonica, however he walked to the locked door and leaned down.

The lock was that of a large copper colored key hole the disappeared into darkness. He had heard of how many people had broken through locks even greater than this with hardly a bobby pin and a stick. Raine searched for a small while and found a nail and a thin flat piece of metal that seemed to have broken off of a radio of some kind. He leaned in close and set the metal pieces in the lock. Pushing them around, unknowingly and heard a small click. He bent down with a little smile, trying to see into the small space.

Breaking and Entering
Break through the lock and enter the small music shop.
DC:10
Roll:1d20+disable device
Train:5/5

DC:10
Roll:16 +3=19
Train1/5