Custom That's How I Do(P/IO)

It had been a couple weeks since the incident with the Tengakure shinobi. The new office was fully done,as the preparations for the master masterpiece was going to be shown to the young female kage, She was at one of her assisstants house working on paperwork after she departed with her shinobi in the village center. A Knock on the door would be heard having her get up from her seat as she yawns softly. She sat right back down she was to lazy to answer the door at that moment."Come in"she said as the door to the house would of opened sowing the leader of the building commitee"Lady Raikage your office is rebuilt back to how you ordered us to reform it"he would say bowing before her as she smiled"Well it took ya long enough"she would say streching as her bones will crackle from her moving showing she been sitting down to long. She would of yawned as she would of exit out of the house in a instantly leaving behind the poor worker she missed her office she hope they did it like she wanted them too or she was going to be a angry hello kitty. It didn't take her long to reach her building dash up the stairs as fast as she could she would thn open the now double doors to see her new office.

Misaki is a well-endowed female with long, flowing, wavy scarlet hair with an elegant, loosely tied knot at the back, Misaki wears a very provocative outfit comprising of a revealing, halter-type armor breastplate top, that leaves much of her cleavage and stomach exposed, with light-armored gauntlets and greaves on her forearms and forelegs, respectively, as well as her thighs. She also wears a dark bikini bottom with a piece of cloth obscuring her hips. She wears a dark scarf around her neck. Her eyes look at the floor as,the whiteness was perfect the two couches lined up as such as her desk was in the back she smiled."This is so fucking perfect"she grinned as she says that."Well this is new never knew you liked this kinda stuff thought you were a 100% hello kitty little girl..at least its good to know you have some fasion sense"Maya would say. She would walk in her new office touching the cabinets which held her files and jack daniels on the left side of the room. Walking behind her desk she would take her seat and loft her legs on her new desk."Kinda love this...but i have to wait for Yaju to return and a few others wonder who will come first"she ponders.

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The small pitter patter of his feet could be heard through the village as the young jounin would be heading towards his destination, the kage office where he would be meeting up with the raikage. Since his last meeting with her when she smacked the shit out of him for his betrayal. Wearing a his old chuunin flak jacket and pants, his sleeveless shirt was still underneath the jacket as he reared a corner and continued to walk. On his back was his favored blade, the crescent moon halberd and of course three seals could be seen on his body. One of which was the curse seal of heaven and hell and the other two were for a hidden ability that he had not shown anyone to date. His stride was somewhat slow has he wasn't in any real rush, but he wanted to make sure he was on time as to not piss off his master.

After 15 minutes of walking he would finally arrive to the door, in which he would simply walk through and wave to the receptionist that would just look at him with a strange face," By the way tell Lady Misaki that i have arrived," smiling he would walk up the stairs and knock on the door before walking in and stopping. His yellow eyes would stare into the room with amazement as he sniffed for a moment and followed the scent of Misaki," Holy fuck what happened in here, it seems like someone made this a fancy ass house instead of an office," saying this to himself before stopping short of her office where her scent would stop. 

Walking in he would stop and bow to Misaki with a smile," Hello my Lady i must admit that your office has gotten a pretty fucking impressive makeover and whoever thought of this should definitely get a reward of some sort, it looks fucking amazing," nodding to her he would wait for her to speak to him.

There had been a slight rumor going around about Kuro's death, due to his long disappearance. So when he appeared again, it caused a bit of a stir. Even more of a stir because so far, no one died from him. It was quite unusual. Oh, that and the new armor he was sporting. Frankly the people could immediately sense his intimidating and dark aura. For civilians, it was obvious he was back, especially when he walked past the secretary without speaking to her. He was one of the few who would and could just knock on the door. Why? For one, he was a large part of the village, and in more ways than just one. Not only that, but being the possibly smartest in the village gave him very good reputation. He had earned respect of many, but it meant little. For the most part, he merely wanted to check up on Misaki. He couldnt even remember how long he had been making his new armor, which covered nearly every part of his body. Fortunately it was light weight, so his feet didnt sound like a five tone machine stomping its way downtown. In fact, he almost glided with an unearthly black glow. He had packed his darkness into his armor and was using it to hover a few inches from the ground. Why? Because its cool, duh. In any case, he floated silently behind Yaju before he started speaking. He had to agree that the office had never looked better. He noted one thing that made no sense to him. "Why is the room square if the tower is cylindrical?" With that, his presence was obvious. That, or some people really needed ear exams. Seriously.

Kuro was different than most in Kumo, and no, not because he had a psychotic streak wider than the elemental nations, but because he was tall, pale, and had dark hair. If you take care to note, most natives to kumo were medium height, had brighter hair, and were usually tan, or black. Kuro was not a native, though one of his ancestors was. He was originally from Tengakure, but that information was only known to Kurisu, and even then it was guesswork. Minatsuki knew before she died, but no one else had even bothered to ask, probably because his homicidal streak. He was trying to be less psychotic these days, but it was annoying. His armor covered all but two small slits where the eyes would be, but it was obviously him. It was obvious because no one else had his chakra, both in quantity and quality. His enormous chakra was so... dark, that it literally gave him a visible aura. Just enough to recognize him by sight, regardless of armor. He could hide it, but he wanted to announce who he was, and the armor gave little hints. Admittedly, who else would make the kind of armor he did? In fact, who else could even lift it? Well, plenty of people, since it was a lot lighter than it appeared, but it appeared heavy as fuck.

"I miss, what, a day, and the office gets an upgrade. Reminds me to fix up some parts of the lab..." Kuro shrugged. "So what have you been up to?" He never knew he had actually missed a week. If his facemask had been off, then they would see the black bags under his eyes, since he had not slept in well over a month. In fact, he no longer even felt the need to sleep, nor that aching tiredness one feels after staying awake too long. He was planning a trip to a long forgotten island soon, where many jinchuuriki trained, for one purpose. He had hoped someone would join him. Before, he always had Minatsuki with him, but now, he felt truly and utterly alone. No one who understood him, no one who genuinely cared about him. Even if his relationship with Minatsuki was a servant/master one, he had been happy. Now, he was alone, away from the happiness that he knew so well before. Sure, he had rebelled for a while, but only because he had been slammed into a wall. That tends to piss people off.

It would seem that as he stood there looking around the place he would begin to form a slight shiver up his spine. The only way he would be able to notice this person was by their sheer chakra signature alone as he turned around and stared at the figure that floated behind him. Soon everything would have went quiet in his mine as he smiled and laughed a bit, not out of fear...no it was out of pure amusement that he was in the presence of yet another chakra source that had made his body tremble. Such a power that he wanted but could never obtain, not yet that is but his time would come soon. Once the figure spoke he would continue to stare at this individual with his yellow eyes would an outstretched hand," You... i have never seen you around the village before, yet i get the feeling that this won't be the last eh? Whatever you are, it is quite an honor to meet you," if the figure did infact shake Yaju's hand he would nod and proceed to turn around back to Misaki who would have asked him to speak on what he wanted to tell her the past day. Yes, it was about his research and the results of the seal for the boy Charmander, but more over the results of his past research and developments in his Fuuinjutsu training.

Removing the flak jacket from his body, he would openly show the curse seal on his neck and nod," Very well My Lady, while you were away i had took the time and effort to learn about numerous things one of which was fuuinjutsu. Thanks to our village records and the books in the library i spent a total of two days creating a seal...no a curse seal that amplifies its hosts power and abilities, although i haven't really been able to test it fully due to small errors like a good test dummy," Taking a small breath he would begin to talk again," It was after the development of the curse seal that i made something...much more powerful but unfortunately i am still getting the hang of the power of those seals," holding both his left and right hands up he would show her the seals for his new abilities.

In all he had been busy as hell after his short time of watching the village, but he had one more thing to say to her before he stepped back and allowed the figure behind him to speak. Pulling out a small sheet of paper he would set it on the desk and nod," I know how you have been looking for "Volunteers" for something so i left you a present in the hospital. The boy rather is apart of the Yuki clan and his element seemed to be Ice, which i had also received from the boy prior to his death. Also i have been speaking to Ganki about somethings and...i think i would like to work on becoming an ANBU under him with her blessings of course Lady Raikage," knowing well that his past issue would bar him from moving up in the ranks of Kumo he wanted to prove that he was willing to go through any lengths to become stronger and make himself useful.

Walking past the man behind him he would give him one final glance and lean on one of the nearby walls like a statue and wait to be called on again, although knowing how this situation seemed to be he would get an answer very soon. Looking down at the ground he would slowly concentrate on feeling the chakra of those around him, although in his own mind these two in front of him clouded alot of what he could see. Starting from here and lengthening the radius to just about outside of the office he could feel small traces of villagers as they passed. Remembering something important he would open his eyes and smile before putting his jacket on and looking towards the ceiling.

Kuro, as always, was observant. For Misaki to have went to Konoha and got back in the time since he had last exited the lab, that would mean he had been there for over a week. Which was worrying, because his already fucked up sleep pattern was becoming worse. Then even more annoying was that he missed the chance to go there himself! Kuro had actually only been to three villages, one of which was destroyed now. He really needed to get out more. The kid in front of him didnt demand attention like those in power did, he was likely a chuunin or perhaps a new jounin. Not to mention not having seen him around... Must have been the armor. Hed been terrorizing Kumo for months. Kuro shook his head. "Id shake your hand, but with this armor, Id be likely to crush it." It certainly wasnt a lie. Kuro had problems controlling his strength output without the armor, but with its added weight and without being used to it, it was very likely he would end up ripping someones arm off if he tried to shake their hand... well that would be amusing. Hell, he might have done it, if not for the beautiful room. Hey, even sociopathic maniacs with homicidal streaks as wide as a nation can appreciate good carpentry and craftsmanship. Well, Kuro could at least. Hed never actually met another sociopathic maniac to ask them.

Kuro glanced at Misaki. "Oh I just decided after so long in a dark and lonely lab, I should be allowed to see a beauty like yourself, Lightning Princess." He spoke. Since he was a Dark Lord, she would be a Lightning Princess. Sure, she was raikage, but she was still Kurisu's daughter. Although the armor blocked his grin, the mirth in his voice was obvious. Now for a moment, Id just like to remind everyone how short the list of people who could flirt with the Raikage and get away with it really is. Hell, Kuro wasnt even sure if he was on that list, but he could certainly deal with any consequences, not like shed kill him, he was too valuable. Probably irreplaceable. Actually, if she said anything about punishments, he would probably just flirt more to piss her off. He had little doubt that she enjoyed it, after all, who wouldnt enjoy being complimented? Well, a pessimistic fucktard, but thats beside the point. "How long has it been since we spoke? At least a few weeks now. Even then it was just a quick conversation." Perhaps he should try to be more polite to her, but frankly, that wasnt him. Him being polite to someone was a show of controlled hostility. He was vulgar with his former master, not at her, but he was not exactly polite. It was ironic really, how people were polite to their friends, when they should be comfortable around them. Well, it wasnt his place to question the base ideas of friendship, not while he had work to do. Unfortunately he did NOT have work to do, and questioned it like always.

Kuro frowned, noting how pointless it was to have the armor on at the moment. For a moment, his form flickered, before his armor disappeared. "Ah, much better" He had simply teleported the armor into the lab, which left himself visible. Sure, the armor was badass and all, but it got kinda hot in it. That, and it just didnt seem appropriate for social situations. Now, Kuro had changed a bit since anyone had last seen his face. Long, shoulder length black hair, messy as hell, decorated his scalp. It was surprisingly clean considering how often it was matted with blood. His hair had that feral quality to it, making him seem wild and uncontrolled. His smirk certainly didnt help. Neither did the sharp teeth, but still. His clothes were also a bit different, a black muscle shirt, as it was the lightest and coolest shirt he could wear in that armor, and considering he might have to remove it for social situations, like he just had, he had to wear something. Then again, recalling how Misaki had reacted last time she had seen him shirtless, it might be amusing. His pants were different too. Normally, he wore thick black jeans, loose enough on him that he could move freely without much restriction. Now though, he sported thin blue jeans, still loose like his normal outfit. Frankly, he looked far different than he had before, even with the eye in his chest, which the shirt had a hole for.

"If you ever get a full suit of armor, youll understand." He didnt bother to explain that statement. It should be pretty obvious it would get hot in a suit like that, not fatally hot, but hot. See, the suit was made from a fusion of carbon nanotubes, and aerogel, which was the best insulator there was. So fire and lightning wouldnt effect him as much, but his body heat stayed inside the suit. Of course seeing as ninja like him were particularly hard to kill, he could easily survive indefinitely in it, provided he had food and water. After all, the natural body heat was still low enough to be survivable. Kuro shook his head. "So what exactly have I missed? Im not even sure how long I was in the lab, but it must have been long for you to make a trip to Konoha and back." He spoke, thinking to himself how badly he needed a watch. Thankfully, he still had a bit of money left after the funds it took to fund his new armor. It was hard finding carbon nanotubes and aerogel, but he was nothing if not resourceful. He glanced back at Yaju, a bit impressed that he didnt seem to fear either of the two powerhouses that he shared the room with. At least not on the surface. He spoke about a curse seal, which made Kuro almost wince, but he withheld. He had rather unpleasant memories of seals, none of which were his own. Lets just say Psychosis, the old Mizukage, ran into them a few times, and they were not the most pleasant way to gain power quickly.

So it had seemed that the one in the armor was indeed one of interest, although as he sat his hand down he would shrug momentarily before finishing his words with Misaki. As she commented about the office incident he would lower his head for a moment before looking up," The research i had gathered should be enough to bolster our morale and even help on the battlefield. I am almost through with my primary research which should allow us to increase our efficiency on the battlefield with your permission, there is also one that i have made for memory altering which its uses could be used for interrogation or erasing vital secrets when the time comes," that being the conclusion to the report he would cough for a moment as she mentioned the body.

Well he had hit the boy with enough force to kill him, but unbeknownst to anyone the boy was simply put in a state of comatose. Smiling he would nod to Misaki," The body is fine and should be alive, although you should make sure just in case. If you want the element however i can and will give it to you at your convenience," since that was all he had to say he would have just went to his position as stated earlier.

The answer he was hoping for was given to him although since she had said they would speak on it later he would still be happy none the less. He was one step closer to gaining his goal and maybe then he could stand up to Misaki and Oliver. Shaking his head at the thought he would look up the figure of whom's name he still did not know. Apparently he had some history with Misaki although what was the result of it was unknown to him. Although his choice of clothing was odd or maybe it was just himself that was being odd about it. What caught Yaju off the most was the fact that he could not place why he could not get a clear scent from the man, but that was the least of his issues.

As Misaki spoke about Tengakure and the impending war that could happen between the two of them he almost smiled with anticipation, but stopped due to just being a simple bystander. This war was apparently started when that village killed Misaki's sister, whom of which Yaju knew nothing about but judging about how high Misaki held her she must have been one strong person. Seeing as only him and Kuro knew of the impending doom made Yaju want to rush his training and research a little more, but for now he would do the things he needed to in his spare time. After the mentioning of a lab, Yaju would look up to Misaki smiling at him which threw him off for a moment resulting in him looking to the ground with a mixed look of confusion and thankfulness although these were conflicting feelings.

Kuro had heard horrible things about curse seals, so they were not in his interest. It almost always came with the price of emotional scrambling. For someone who had so much control, it would be a horrible trade. Kuro's control made him deadly, but with a curse seal, that control would be released. Now, the controlled and reserved Kuro was a homicidal maniac, imagine just how bad he could get if he didnt control himself. Not something anyone wanted to see. However, if this kid used it, that was not Kuro's problem. Kuro shook his head, not sure why he even bothered to remember his grandfather's journal at a time like this. He still hadnt looked through half of it, but still. He smiled as Misaki accepted the compliment without getting flustered, even though it would have been funny. "I never lie, I may distort the truth, but I do not lie." It was true, which was hilarious.

Kuro's smile, however, faded when she resembled his Master. Perhaps should would be worthy soon, but... not yet. He was rather surprised she had managed to get into the lab. The defenses should have triggered and killed her. Sure, she had similar chakra to Minatsuki when they set the defenses up, but not close enough to fool the systems. He would need to talk to her about that later, make sure to patch it all up, make sure no one could enter without them helping. Of course he could always just seal it off completely, install a carbon dioxide converter, and erase all evidence of it ever existing. That way only people who could teleport and had already visited it knew where it was. It was damn near that now. He shook those thoughts from his head, they were for later. The conversation turned to Minatsuki, and his mood worsened. Her death had hit him hard, but he was still in control. "I cant tell you why she went alone for sure, but there are a few possibilities. The first is that she assumed it would be a normal day, but was ambushed. The second is that she was trying to contact me at the time, but died first. Third, she might have even been kidnapped. Then... she might have been doing something she knew needed done, and knew she wouldnt survive. She could have left me behind to save my life, or preserve our work and ideals." He faintly recalled the box of rings she had before she died. He needed to search the lab for those.

Kuro chuckled. "Same fiery blood is right. Even so, from what I recall of your sister's armors, none of them were full suits... covering the head can really make it hot in there." He shook his head at the thought. "Ive been searching for potential..." He spared a glance at Yaju. Could he be trusted with this information? Was it possible he was a spy? Should Kuro deal with him immediately? Why did Misaki seem to trust him so much? Kuro decided rather quickly he really didnt give a fuck. "Anyway, Ive been looking for people with mangekyou, havent found any yet though. You know any?" He really hoped she had. Seriously, what was the point of these incredibly strong jutsu if the cost of using them was eyesight? his vision was already a bit blurry, barely noticeable to most, but Kuro wasnt most. The news about tenga was surprising, but only because they actually had the audacity to even attempt to threaten Kumo. Even disregarding the fact that Kumo was far closer with Konoha, Funka, and Suna than Tenga was, Kumo had some of the most dangerous people there were to piss off, himself included. Then there was Kurisu, wherever he was, Oh, lets not forget Misaki, who, along with himself, had made personal friends with the Kazekage. Honestly it was beyond stupid. Then again, it WAS Tenga.

"Oh dont mock my outfit, I cant help it if you love staring so much." He grinned. "Not like I chose it directly, I just picked the lightest thing I could out and wore it to test my armor." Not to mention how bad of shape most of his other clothes were in. He really needed to get a few new outfits though. He had to laugh at how he acted just like his master in that regard, not caring for clothes much. One of his first missions with her had started by him appearing on her window, and her sitting up, no shirt, no bra, nothing. Of course, he wasnt as flustered as Misaki was before, but it was still ironic. He shook his head. "I actually said the same thing to your sister once, I believe, about her clothes." Well, it was half true. He had spoken about her something similar, but he did think about telling her about her clothes. Misaki appeared to be even worse though, and that was saying something. Oh well, everyone knew better than to stare at someone who could, and would, murder them in one of the three hundred most painful ways possible.

Kuro didnt bother asking why she wanted to go back to the lab. He knew better than anyone how easy it was to bug a room such as this, and didnt doubt for a second that it was already bugged. Then again, he was paranoid as hell. "Very well... oh, this may make ya a bit dizzy." It had with everyone else. He was glad he had long arms, as he touch both Yaju and Misaki on their arms, before instantaneously teleporting to the lab, the first room. Kuro frowned, noting how dark the lab was getting these days. He really needed to fix up the place. It wasnt his fault he could see perfectly in the dark. Well, it actually was, but its just a side effect of Excussum, thats all. That and the byakugan and sharingan. He really needed to update a lot of his archives too, so many of them were outdated, not by much, but more than enough to warrant an update. He let go of Yaju and Misaki with not a word.