Tales of a New Sannin CH3

At last, the now severely tanned Sannin arrived at the village gate, the sun beaming down on his figure with full force. Never before has Ganki experienced such heat, going from the cold setting in Kumo, to the scorching desert was a huge climate change. His skin almost bronze, Ganki could tell the difference each time he looked under his blue V-neck shirt, his pale belly unaffected by the sun.
 
The yellow ball of heat hung over him, and over the endless sea of yellow sand. That was it, sand, sand, and even more sand. No signs of life out here, except the village of course.

Standing there with his carrying sack over his shoulders, the tired individual waited to be greeted by patrol, so that he could enter the village. It was wise for Ganki to wait for the guard to arrive instead of bargaining into the village. Yes Ganki had gotten an approval from the kage to enter, but Ganki wanted to make sure he was welcomed, due to this being his first time here. Dusting off his black long pants, the sand dropping down to his sandals between his toes, the flustered Ganki waited.
 
"Gawd, it's hot out here...!!!"

A White Blur zoomed through the village of Sunagakure. The sun shun bright as always been a scorching day today. Not for the Jounin known as Xuro Bakuton. He had already become use to this extraordinary heat, being born in it. The blur ended 10 meters from the village gate in a sudden stop leaving a trail of dust. Xuro was dressed in his same old jounin gear as well as his infamous brotherhood of light leaders cloak. Strapped to his forehead was his white BoL headband and strapped to his back under his cloak was his might eartanic blade leaving only its handle peeping out of his cloak. His two eyes one being blue, the other his cold red sharingan in its three tomoe state, scrutinized the area. Xuro was on a usual patrol of the perimeter checking up on the village guards.

He stepped forward walking to the guards on duty greeted them making sure all was good. Just as he was about to turn around and head back home, he noticed an outline of someone in the desert. Missing nin perhaps....
 Xuro raised his eye brow. In a split second he was gone appearing right before the shadow just 5 meters away. He wasnt afraid of any enemy he would face them upstraight. Looking at the sun burnt man he remained silent for a moment not sure whether to be polite or get to the point. "Hi there! State your reason for being here. If you are a missing nin and/or you came here to attack this village i suggest you get straight to the point and we can settle this..." 
Xuro awaited the man's response, keeping in a casual stance but was ready to defend himself if this was to be an enemy...

Waiting in the hot sand, his feet now covered as if he was sinking into the sea of sand, as expected the guard would arrive. Finally, Ganki said within his mind, help had arrived. The well dressed ninja was but 5 meters away, Ganki looking upwards slightly with his back now arched, both his hands now on his knees. His long Brown blades hair covered most of his face, but did take notice of his rather pink eye briefly. Ganki's hoped he would not get pink eye from this guy, that would end his trip abruptly. The bag then fell on the ground as Ganki wheezed a bit, the heat drying his throat every so harshly.

As the mysterious guard finished his introduction, Ganki's head titled to the left in confusion. Missing nin? Ganki would laugh, but his throat was to dry to do so. "Missing Nin? Attack the Village? I need rescue...", His words followed by a few painful coughs here and there. The heat was sun was unbearable, he had no idea it was this hot. "I never knew this heat could be hot!!! I need Air bro, oh, I'm Ganki by the way." Ganki extended his right hand out slightly, well attempted as much. His hand shook slightly while holding up outwards, the sweat dripping down from not only his arms, but from his chin too. Was Ganki' about to pass out, he hoped not. he hoped he could get into the village as quickly as possible.

[Permission given by Ganki to enter this topic. Also valid as I am currently wandering the village IC]

A burst of white flames rain over the sand, creating a gateway to the village. The hues of the white flames then ascend to the sun, revealing what they once concealed, the unique Uchiha of Sunagakure. "I'd much rather live with this, oh power of such elegance and holiness, than the darkness that is 'the power of the legendary Uchiha.' It is time to bring forth a new generation." These words Kyosuke spoke would spread in a low, muttered tone, only able to be heard by his own ears. He would walk through the village dressed anew, a rippled white robe atop his ordinary, monk-like clothing. The white flames that had once appeared did not make civilians scared, but rather comforted as it confirmed their Jounin's presence. The Uchiha would wave to all his fellow villagers before sensing an enormous amount of chakra in the distance. One face seemed familiar, while the other was completely unknown. The Uchiha had to investigate! Approaching the two slowly, he would stare at the one curiously whom he had not met before. "Good to see a well-known face after returning home!" Kyosuke cheers towards Xuro before looking to what seemed to be his friend. "I'm Kyosuke. How are you?" He asks in a friendly tone. This Uchiha seemed nice, though he could be terrifying if need be.

Ganki, still standing from where he was, grew more and more agitated. He couldn't help it, the heat started to make his head spin, possible due to the dehydration, if only he had taken the right turn, instead of going left. From the cool gassy plains, to the rugged sandy desert. Moments later another figure would appear, this one seemed friendly too. How? How could they remain so calm and collected..., under this intensifing HEAT!!! Withdrawing his hand back to his knees, while sluggishly grabbing his traveling sack, now held with the strap string wrapped around his finger, Ganki slowly made his way towards Kyosuke, "Listen Pal, I cant take it anymore, I'm dying over here. You gotta let me in ya know!!" His voice was loud, his sentenced ended with wheezing due to his dry throat. Ganki seemed to regrettably miss his village already, well the weather actually. Ganki would wait for a reply from Kyosuke as he sweat gallons of sticky salty sweat from his pores, and was ready to immediately show any documentation to prove he was allowed. He would do anything to get a drink of water, and food too.
 
This village, the people seemed to be nice, a completely different mood setting than his home village. Normally the ninja were biggity, using power to prove there action were just. But here, well, so far, the village ninja seemed like they had a personality.

Kyosuke was surprised to see a man approach him so quickly, especially without his consent. It just hadn't happened before. "Sir, I will allow you into our turf for nourishment, but under one condition: forms of identity. Hand them over, and come with me." Kyosuke would cross his arms and await the documents. He could sense the desperation in this man's body and tone of voice. Additionally, by the way he was making himself so vulnerable, Kyosuke found it hard to believe that this man would be a criminal. Albeit, for now, he would need to be under surveillance. Kyosuke would show some sort of warning as his Sharingan would turn to its best form thus far: the Third Tomoe. He would then grab the attention of a nearby vendor, and hand this gentleman a bottle of water, and box of dumplings. "I hope this suits you fancy." Kyosuke comments, "At least for now, anyways. Prove yourself innocent, and we'd be honoured to serve you more." A grin crosses the Uchiha's face after making this remark. "That's how the Hidden Sand village works, after all!" He cheers.

The tired young man listened to the request of the new friendly guard, his eyes taking on a different form with the folding of his hands. Ganki looking at this, Sharingan? This one was an Uchiha, Ganki had met plenty of them during his jounin days. In fact, there was almost an epidemic, his earlier team was full of Uchihas. With a nod, followed by a sigh, his figure was now still, now standing inches away from him. Opening his bag, he reached for the document that approved Ganki on entering the village, signed by the Kazekage himself. his left hand dipped into the bag, pulling out the letter which was then given to Kyosuke.

Upon handing this letter to him, should he take it. Then in turn, Ganki was given some food at last. Thank the heavens he thought, food, and water at last. Once extended towards Ganki, Ganki would grab the box of dumplings in one hand, and the bottle in the other. His mouth wide open as the two items were held high up in the hair, his body now upright once more. Ganki had found the hidden strength within him, now that food was involved. The water cascaded down from the bottle, once he tore off the cap with his mouth, The box of food was dumped into his mouth as well, all was poured into his mouth. Chewing sounds were as loud as they can be, finally he was done.

dropping the empty containers he spoke, "Thanks Kyosuke, you wont believe how hard it was to make it across the desert, gawd I new I should have taken that new transportation system that I keep hearing about, guy is going to make some serious money off that." Ganki waited for Kyosuke to finish reading the documents, that he handed to him, should he have taken it. Ganki was smiling in relief, cept this heat was still a problem.

Kyosuke watched as the man impolitely dropped the box he was given after finishing. "The heat is a challenge." Kyosuke states, "It tests you, saying if you cannot handle it, there's no way you can handle the shinobi world." Kyosuke laughs softly as to how much devastation this man suffered from the sun, opening the letter. "Ganki. So you have already spoken with our leader, huh? Seems you have pleased him, too." Finally a smile appears on his face. "Come with me." Kyosuke demands, "You look desperate for shelter and cooler temperatures." Despite being accepted by the Kazekage, Ganki had yet to gain Kyosuke's blessing. Kyosuke would give Ganki a hand gesture to follow him, waving his hand. If Ganki were to accept, he'd surely be pleased. If not, he'd have to embrace more heat.

"Yeah yeah, whatever", Ganki nodding off to the side with a smirk. This heat would definitely leave Ganki with a golden tan, poor guy. His skin screaming in pain by the touch. Ganki couldn't wait to see what the village held within, like a room full of cool air, and cool drinks.

Seeing the hand gesture, Ganki grabbed his bag and flung it over his shoulder, it hung. Ganki nodded his head to his comment about escaping the heat, "You got that right boss." His back arched over once more in misery due to the heat. He followed Kyosuke into the village, going where ever Kyosuke followed.

Kyosuke would eventually escort Ganki into an apartment. "I once gave this apartment to people who lived in tents. It seems they didn't enjoy a change this big, and so their absence has been confirmed for months now. You're free to use it to your heart's content." Kyosuke would walk inside, still paying great attention towards Ganki, and give him a tour. "This is your big kitchen, your even bigger dining area, your gigantic entertainment system, and multiple areas where you can rest. Oh, and cool air, as well. Enjoy!" Kyosuke would step aside for a moment and let Ganki give his own thoughts on the apartment. It all looked brand new again, with no evidence of the past movers present.