Loser Acquiesces (IO, NK)

Kozata finished showering, having previously used the properties of Fuuin Sousa to change the invisible chakra draining seal on his arm into merely an identical,  but larger seal that spread across every square inch of his body. This, too, would be invisible, except to those with good enough chakra vision to realize that there was a tattoo like pattern covering the whole surface of Kozata's body. Even his own chakra vision was thus far barely able to discern this pattern. He found that the doujutsu was much more useful when he needed to determine the qualities of an incoming ninjutsu attack, for instance.
He got dressed, then packed up the body of that Konoha ninja he had slain in brown paper packaging. Tying the stiff bundle off with some string, he hoisted the corpse and set out toward the Kage building. He was a little tense... how would the current Kage react to the dead body? Would he be as friendly as Naoki had been?
He reached the front atrium area, where he spoke to whoever was on secretary duty.
"Kozata Shinkou reporting in, here to see the Lord Kage." He would then wait his turn to gain an audience with his ruler.

The secretary would nod a few times, the absence of Haru, the former secretary, had really brought down the spirit of the place. Now they had to hire a female secretary to promote equality in the work place, it was terrible, truly, but feminists were more of a danger at the current point in time than any other opposing nation. Regardless, after a few minutes she would usher the boy in front of her along towards the stair cases; Xyxer had forbade the construction, or at least the repair, of an elevator here. He had had bad events because of them previously, and of course, he wanted his members in peak fitness, not some wobbling slob that only visited because of the access of an elevator. With an ANBU member being at the staircase already, pressed to the doorl, his mask a seemingly mocking piece with an elongated grin and his eyes tilting upwards to give the impression of a forever amused guard. If Kozata was to head to him, the guard would turn around, open the door, and simply walk up all of the flights of stairs until they reached the top. Now, Jester was not much of a counter, but if he had to think of a number of stairs in the entire building, he'd have to hazard a guess at lots. Once at the top, he'd move through the door, not holding it for Kozata was Kirigarians are kinda' cunts, then walking down the corridor towards where Xyxer's office was, holding the door open for him only when they reached the door of Xyxer.

He nodded to the secretary as he passed, then found himself face - to - face with what appeared to be an ANBU guard. Certainly, it was a slightly intimidating experience, considering that the man was probably not smiling at him behind the mask. Well, maybe it was actually a sneer of derision. After all, Kozata was in full expectation that his reputation as the "loser" of the village had at least trickled to the higher - ups of Kirigakure. With this in mind, he followed the guard up the stairs. For a mere genin of his age, Kozata had better stamina than most, but he was lugging a corpse along with him. As a result, by the time he reached the top of the staircase, he was more than a little worn out. Quickly, he caught his breath and moved forward, only to find that the door had not been held open for him. In fact, it almost slammed shut in Kozata's face. Kozata was fast enough, however, to catch the door, and nimbly push on and step through in time, corpse in tow.
Once inside, when appropriate, he would show his respect, going down on his right knee.
"Lord Mizukage", he would begin, guided by his inner self ' suggestions to smooth out his speech and make it sound professional rather than nervous or bitchy. "I bring to you a report of my activities, and this corpse that I acquired during said activities." He would wait for the Kage to speak to determine his next course of action.

Xyxer looked towards the body bag that Kozata was carrying, much like a parcel you'd receive in the olden days, only with a body instead of something nice. Deciding to be a bit taunting initially, his lips curled up into a smirk and he spoke softly, "Necrophilia is a forbidden art, Kozata. I do not think you should be trying to bribe me with your own delirious activities." He'd pause for a few seconds after that before nodding his head, ushering the boy to continue with the gesture.

Kozata was a bit taken aback by the man. Here he was, the great Mizukage. He was a little different than he looked on the big-ass momument in the village... perhaps less stern and imposing, though that could just be something to do with the size of the monument itself. The really tiny eyebrows were a bit off-putting, but that wasn't an immediate concern. 
The fact that the Mizukage was joking around made Kozata a bit startled, but it unsettled the mansion, who was immediately on his guard. 
-He's playing with you. This man probaby has no qualms killing you if you piss him off.-
Right... those kind of people did exist. He had to be polite...
"I do not dally with the 'forbidden arts', my lord. A few days ago, I traveled to the Land of Fire for a bit of training with a heat absorption seal."
At this, he would begin to unwrap the body, revealing it in its full, stiff glory, the gash in its neck clotted over with old, dark blood.
"A Konoha ninja got in my way. He was unattended, so I killed him. In case he had followers, I took a detour out to the ocean, where I awaited any potential followers on an island in the Land of Water, near the location of Old Kirigakure no Sato." Yes, he had looked up his location after he had gotten back. 
"After ensuring that I had no been tracked, I returned here to the village, with this body in tow. I can confirm within an extreme degree of accuracy that I was not followed or tracked by anyone from another village."
 Then, he thought about that man he had met. 
"There is a piece of intel that I had retrieved... apparently, one of the minor villages has been destroyed. Iwagakure, I believe."
With that, he would wait for the Kage's response.

Xyxer gazed down at the body and nodded a few times, his eyes scanning it lightly as he continued to listen to what the boy was saying. This seemed somewhat fitting, for all of the young they had slaughtered in Old Kirigakure, they in turn paid with their own, albeit at a very miniscule ratio currently, but he would see to that. However, loose ends had been the reason his old village had been destroyed.. Looking towards Kozata, the decision flushed in his mind to simply part his throat from his body, in case his observation was false and he had in fact been followed by a scouting party. That'/d be detrimental to the village's health.. but in doing so, Xyxer would fully welcome the mantle of a tyrant. He'd be the new Suzaku Shina.. Shivering a little at the mere prospect of it, he forced the thought from his head and nodded again, merely splitseconds having passed during the thought process. "You went directly to Konohagakure, then to Old Kirigakure, then here? Is that what you're telling me? No other mediums?" His eyes that gleamed malevolantly with the light from the windows trained themselves on the boy's face, scanning his expressions to decipher the emotions behind them.. perhaps fear. He nodded at the information of Iwagakure, news had travelled of that not too long ago, from his friends in the Akatsuki if he recalled correctly. "Where is the boy's headband? Did you find out his name?"

It was truly amazing that Kozata was still alive, he thought to himself. Well, that was the small cynical side of himself again. Truly, he was just glad that he still had his nipples still firmly attached to his chest... whatever that meant. However, it now seemed that the Kage was either doubting the veracity of his claims, or testing him somehow... Well, he would just have to prove that he knew what he had done. He remembered the landmarks that he had passed by on his way back from the land of fire...
"Well, in order to get to Old Kirigakure, I had to pass through portions of the Lands of Moon and Rain, respectively. During this time period, I took the liberty to acquire new abilities."
Kozata dipped his hand into the boy's inner jacket pocket, from which he pulled out a Konoha headband. "Judging by this Leaf ninja's low level of physical and combat-related skill... I'd say he was barely a genin, similar in age and status to myself. Further proof, perhaps, that Kirigakure ninja surpass those of other villages."
He would lay the headband symbol-side up, next to the dead boy's head.
"The Leaf nin was not carrying identification on him, and neither did he have any... friends who could tell me who he was. As I said, he was alone."
With that, he would await the Kage's next command.

Nodding his head some more, he'd take hold of the headband and place it inside of a drawer in his desk, which he'd move respectively after the topic. He looked down at the body intent, his eyes scanning the body and noting the thin, clean intrusion of the neck with the cut. It was efficient. Efficiency was something that the shinobi of Kirigakure needed. He was planning to hold a small Chuunin games soon, one that would feature the boy Hysterio that had tried to get into the sight of Xyxer.. Well, he had achieved that goal, he was now going to be tested. "Bury the body of the boy, Kozata." Xyxer did not know whether there was any special traits to the boy, and he felt inappropriate to just molest the body like others would. "The fallen need to be respected, unless they were cowards of course, but he was but a child so if he was we'll allow it to slide. I assume you've retrieved from him what you need. I want you to find a boy that'll be near the Mizukage monument soon, I'll be waiting for him there myself, and I want you to rush and attack him. Unawares. If you can incapacitate him, you'll become Chuunin." With that, Xyxer would smile, allowing for the boy to ask any questions if needed, and if not, the topic'd close.

Throughout this whole time, Kozata had been having the mansion be subconsciously calculating new configurations for the seal that he had been trying to make. The seal in particular was something the mansion said that it "remembered from an age past", but apparently, it was having difficulty recalling exactly how to perform it. It was like a more severe, cruel version of his chakra draining seal, only that it didn't return to him the chakra that it drained... the anti-chakra inside the seal (the mansion called it "yuumei", whatever that meant), would obliterate the chakra... an efficient jutsu indeed. However, the focus here was on the Kage in front of him.
The man had just presented him with a challenge... a challenge that he felt like shying away from. After all, he had been.... the "loser" of the village before. Why should any more be expected of him? No, wait.... this wasn't Shimagakure any more. Kozata had cast that memory aside, to embrace this new future.... Kirigakure. Yes, he would fight. And if he got this seal down in time.... he would win, beyond a single doubt. He would not longer be a loser... he would conquer anyone who served to force him back down into that role.
Of course, there was the simple matter of disposing of the body... Kozata would do that, and probably get all sweaty over it. He had never been the most physically puissant of boys, but he could do it. He was certainly stronger than your average developing teenager, and he could dig a small grave like this without breaking his back over it. In fact, he already had a nice place picked out for it.... his back yard! The boy would rot there, and feed the garden that he would have to start up at some point or another.
He nodded, indicating that he would follow the Kage's initial set of orders.
"I await the coming fight, Lord Kage." Of course, this was the truth. What else could he do but wait?
However, it seemed that this ruler was being somewhat... merciful? Something like that. He was allowing Kozata to ask questions...
-Limit yourself to one, boy. Choose wisely.-
Well then... what to ask about? Jutsu? Chakra?
"I do have one question before I leave, sir... what happened to Old Kirigakure? I was not able to see any ruins or such... and the islands in the area seem to be overrun by snakes, big and small."
The answer to this question, whether it came or not, would hopefully enlighten him some.
[TWC 1437, should start keeping track now that I'm cheesing training in here]

And so it was that Xyxer regret the action he had previously undertook. Kozata was instead a curious fellow, pondering on the fate of Old Kirigakure. Those words irked Xyxer, it made him feel as if this village he had forged was merely a copy, a replica of the once great nation. Of course, this was pretty true, but men do not like to be reminded of their faults and shortcomings. Keeping his face neutral, Xyxer understood that his subjects were not supposed to see his true emotions, they could show a more human side.. Fear was how he ruled, he understood that. Monsters rule with fear better than humans could. "Kirigakure No Sato was attacked in it's weakest hour by a gang of.. mixed shinobi. Rumours claimed some from Kumogakure.. others said they were from Funkagakure. Both have merit." Xyxer shrugged his shoulders lightly, feigning disinterest, "There were also rumours of a Demon falling from the skies onto the very village itself, which sunk it and destroyed the foundations. A likely event given the way this world is." He smiled at the end of the sentence, looking back to Kozata. "Is that all?"