What's Done Is Done

The sun was just beginning to set. The village was quiet, you could almost hear anything from afar. In front of the kage building, Kyson was standing in front of the 15 troops he was ordered to get. He was ordered to be ready at 7 in the morning. But he had the troops ready half an hour before. The troops were wearing a brand new attire. Black vest, black pants with thin red stripes coming down. They all wore a white long sleeve undershirt and a black cloak with red clouds. Kyson wasn't sure what the symbols meant or if they even had a meaning. One thing for sure, his men looked nice and professional.

Troops Attire:

They were all lined up, 5 in front with 3 behind each. A simple 5 x 3 formation. The sun slowly beginning to rise up even more. The feeling Kyson began to felt was beginning to get a bit emotional. This was probably the last time he will see Suna for a while. But he always kept it inside of him. He was always good at that, even at a young age. 

As for Kyson, he wore an all black suit with a white dress shirt and red tie. With a long black trench coat over it to block the sandy wind. The size fitted him perfectly and nothing was too long or too short. Nothing too special but professional. The young boy waited for the others to arrive. Before he left the house, he made sure to leave a letter under Royalty's room. Telling him what was going on, where to meet, and what to wear. Not very detailed but just getting the gist of things. He hasn't really had the time to speak to him, even though they live under the same roof. Kyson's been so busy, he barely had time to sleep and was always up early. But nonetheless, everything was prepared as he waited.

Taking a good look at all of his men, he wondered what was going through their minds. Were they okay with this? Probably not. But they always kept their feelings inside. Which was one thing you were trained to do being a soldier. There are no feelings out on the battlefield. The other should be arriving shortly. With both hands in his trench coat pocket, Kyson would just stare into the sky as he waited. He doesn't know what lies ahead of him. A road to peace or despair.

He exited the inn he had made a home. His room ornately decorated with a variety of luxuries that he was now abandoning. Was it a waste? Well that depended on ones perspective. To him it wasn't and since that was the only perspective he had sight of, must have been the right decision then.

His pace was leisurely, and he had next to nothing actually packed per say. He rarely carried much on him these days, the concepts of distance and time meaning very little. Perhaps at one point it had, thoughts of actually needs to pack, to camp out on journeys. However, as his control over his abilities had come to a head, such things were no longer necessary. He was able to make home wherever whenever.

His outfit was a tight black suit, form fitting. Black on black, with a black tie. The only splash of color was a red handkerchief in his right breast pocket, and the little red clouds that seemed to drift on the tie. His mask sat ontop of his head, though thanks to his cufflinks it resembled a bowler hat. His blond hair spilling out of the back. Though if one looked close along the right side they would see a change. While the left was totally normal, the right had strands of black hair, blonde, and even several gray. His right side of his face also seemed to be suffering from an erratic patch of what could only be described as sunburn. His right hand also bore the marks.

The beasts beam had not let him get totally away unscathed. While his injuries weren't severe thanks to a fast move, they weren't exactly comfortable either. The only other oddity that currently graced his frame was the sleeping fox. It was currently in a baby carrier strapped to his chest. It's legs and arms dangling in its sleeping state, its tails drifting and twitching as it dreamed. It was......odd. Yet Maku walked with confidence and conviction so no one really commented.

Arriving at the gates he quickly surveyed the soldiers, and Kyson who appeared to be morning star gazing, an interesting way to spend the time. "Well, good job. Gottum wrangled up." He would say giving Kyson a clap on the back, he'd also give Kira a wink. This would cause the Kyuubi to open its Maw with a great yawn showing rows of daggers teeth. Reaching up he would remove his hat, and twirl it in his hands. The hat spinning between his palms. At this point the entirety of both Maku's dense chakra and the malevolence of the Kyuubi's chakra could be felt by everyone, possibly in the entire village.

"Hoshigakure, it's about 500 kilometers in that direction. Here is a map. Here is a letter, wait five minutes then open it, Kira I think it was, if you could keep him in line.........and here.....we...........go!" With that Maku would pop the hat back on, clap and vanish. The chakra signatures completely gone. As for himself he appeared inside of Hoshi's palace kitchen. Man had to eat, after such a long journey, it had taken a whole three seconds.

If Kyson opened the letter he would read such

Dear Kyson,

Not Doug a very good job on your first day as my guard. I notice you let me go and now I am unprotected. Please consign yourself to do better in the future.

I expect you in Hoshi as soon as possible, the Kumogakure army knows you are coming and they will arrive in hoshi as well. Beat them there. Once you have arrived tell the gate keeper you are here to see Maku and Akihana, I will make sure she sends word for you to be let in.

Thanks and have a great trip,

The lavender peacock Maku

(Exit hoshi with trail of the trickster)

The day Nobunaga dreaded had finally come, the day where he would once and for all leave behind his home. He was not born in Suna but it was his home. But no longer. Shit happened, times changed and Nobunaga did what he had to do. On this early morning he found himself standing in the empty Suna barracks not too far from where Kyson would be waiting. This was where he had spent most of his time, along side his fellow brother and sister shinobi of Suna. But now most of them were gone. The barracks much like the rest of the village was a ghost town, the only people left now meeting just outside the Kage's tower. Nobunaga would take one last glance over his surrounding, taking in the smell, the look and the fell of it all. He would miss this place, truly.

Stepping out into the silence of the village, the brute of a man would slowly begin making his way towards the designated meeting point. The Hiyu had taken Kyson's word of advice and gotten something new to wear but he did not get a suit or anything along those lines. He was not a business man, far from it. Draped over his entire body was a brand new jet black jacket. Buttoned up to the bottom of his neck with the collar separated and reaching up to his cheeks, it split down at the waist, separating into two larger flaps that hung behind his legs thus revealing the loose black pants and block boots he sported. Having been informed their new colors were black and red Nobunaga made the inside lining of the jacket a crimson red material however it was only visible through the inside of the waist flaps hanging behind his legs and the collar sticking up around his head for the rest of the jacket was fully buttoned along the front of his body. 

The jacket and loose pants were big enough to conceal the armor he wore underneath and the shinobi pouches on his waist that held his basic weapons and the scrolls that sealed both his Ninjato and great sword. Nobunaga was always a light traveller usually just bringing his armor and great sword however now he was leaving for good so he brought all of his other equipment plus water and rations, which were neatly stored away in his pouches as well. 

Alas, the 6ft4 brute of a man arrived to the impressive scene laid out before him. A score of newly dressed shinobi standing underneath the Kage tower, before their leader and a beautiful young kunoichi Nobunaga had never met. Coming up to the opposite side of Kyson from which Kira was standing and giving a nod to everyone as his introduction, Nobunaga would scratch the scar that ran down from his left temple to the bottom right of his chin and silently waited alongside his leader. 
The former Anbu remained silent and unmoving upon Maku's arrival and disappearance. He was one for theatrics and flare, that was clear. But the potency of his chakra made it clear that he was not to be taken as lightly as he came off. That was the first impression  Nobunaga got of the man and he was probably right. As he always was, Nobunaga remained as silent as a statue, and waited for Kyson's orders.

While Kyson had been up early getting ready, Royalty was already in his room awake. With his palms face down on the edges of the bathroom sink, he looked down into the drain with water dripping from his face. The water was cold. That was one word to sum it all up. Royalty was not a morning person. It could be possibly due to the fact that he rarely slept. Insomnia had haunted the male since his days living in Kumo. Each morning, Royalty was plagued with drowsiness. You could tell if you just looked into his eyes. Although he could just say forget the world and lay down right now, that would not be so smart, now would it?

Already finished with the letter he was left, Royalty smirked slightly. What a life these two Jounin lived. Through all their adventures they had experienced together, the two were barely in their 20s. Actually, the man had lost count. He would assume it was around 20 which was unfathomable considering the things he had seen and done. I’m really too young to be feeling this old, the Yuka would say in his own mind as he grabbed a towel.
   
Upon drying his face and doing the usual hygienic procedures, he walked out of his bathroom towards his bed. His suit was tailored to his size. After a short ironing, it was laid across the bedframe maintaining its sleek look even while not on him at the moment. Royalty would begin to put on the attire. Once donned on him, he would reflect on himself while looking into the full body mirror that had been mounted in the northwest corner of his room. My god did he look great, or at least he thought he did. Confidence was the start of everything. He felt as if his comeliness was at an all-time high. Thoughts of dressing like this more often ravaged through his brain.

The suit that he had made for him was made from almost the darkest of fabric. In a sense, it was similar to how vantablack worked. A careful lining mixed with the advanced stitching provided maximum comfort and less irritation to the skin. The only variating colors was the red and white accents across the torso and arms with a red cloud on each cufflink. Gold buttons were used to snap the chest together. Several gold chains would extend from his chest to his shoulder. The outfit was fitting for a military veteran. He would remove the boots that he had always worn. Each pair weren’t the same but they were very similar in fashion. Instead, he put on some black patent leather plain cap-toe shoes. It would probably get uncomfortable to walk in them but that was the price you paid when you cleaned up nice. His hair was combed neatly to the side which eliminated any obstruction to his view. That used to hinder him a lot.

Spoiler:

Still debating on whether or not to bring a bag, Royalty felt as if his life was changing way too fast. It felt like yesterday when he and Kyson had ended up at the gates awaiting an audience. That was when they were greeted by a man in a mask and believe it or not, the Kazekage. He still pondered what Koroshi had to be doing to be able to just show up to the gates. It was all over now so that curiosity was redundant. Grabbing a small duffle bag, Royalty would fill it with bottles of water and bread. He had not known where Hoshi was but he assumed it was far. These would help him get to his destination with his full energy. It was time to step out.


Walking towards the meeting place, Royalty’s duffle would be held to his left side in a briefcase fashion. (Assuming everyone showed up before Maku.) Roy would be one of the last ones to arrive before Maku so nicely graced us with his presence or whatever you call it. Sounds like something he would say. The man had quite the sarcastic humor from what he remembered. Royalty would notice Kyson, the soldiers, Kira, and a man he had not seen before. Oh well, he would get acquainted soon enough. Before he was able to greet anybody, Maku would show up. Speaking of the devil, the man seemed eager to get out of this place. He couldn’t really tell, that was just an assumption. Moments later he would hand over a map and briefly guide them towards the village and vanish. Show off, Royalty had said in his head. But who was he to speak? He too was that extra. Not really caring about what the others’ plans were, Royalty looked over to the map and quickly memorized the path. It was a straight shot. Royalty would begin his departure. Staying here kind of gave off a bad vibe. Weird energy was something he could not get used to. Before making his leave, he would nod to the others.

As the others showed up, Kyson would nod to them. Just a light greeting, as Maku appeared. He gave us a map to show us where we were heading. As Kyson looked over it and paid attention to what he was saying. It seemed Hoshi was a lot closer than he thought. They were damn near neighboring countries. Except for shadow country splitting between the two. He waited for his orders to move out and just when he thought he was ready. Maku vanished into this air. Wait... he didn't, he thought to himself. He assumed the man would teleport them as well. But obviously that wasn't the case. Kyson would face palm and say, "Damn it, I can't stand this guy." Looking at his soldiers, seeing as they were confused as well. He noticed Royalty started walking already as he peeked at the map. He would begin to sigh as he was getting a bit annoyed. "Fuck it, lets go." He said with not a single bit of enthusiasm in his voice. 

Following Royalty and with his soldiers following. They were on their way to the shadow country. Kyson assumed it would be a place that didn't get a lot of light. But that was what he expected hearing a place with that name. Walking through the sandy climate for one last time. As much as he hates the heat, he will miss it. He won't miss the weather for too long though. The desert is not a place for a Hozuki. Which is why he activated his Hydration skill to cool down his body temperature. This always kept him refreshed. Walking through the desert and looking back seeing if his soldiers were doing okay. They all had a serious look on their face. They looked a bit tense as if they were getting ready for combat. The hozuki would sigh again as he began to speak. "Calm down, calm down.. don't look so tense. You making me nervous looking all serious." He'd would tell the guards. They would all have a weird look on their face as if he knew exactly what they were thinking. After he spoke, they began to seem a bit more relaxed as if they were walking. Of course they can be more aware of their surroundings, but just do it in a less obvious way.

They had not entered the shadow country. Hopefully they were going the right way. I mean its a straight shot to Hoshi, so it shouldn't be that hard. This made Kyson think about Maku and what he said. But it also mad him think about the letter he sent. Saying he wasn't doing a good job as being a body guard. Not doing a good job at being a bodyguard my ass, how the hell am I suppose to keep up when he just vanishes like that, he began to think. As those thoughts kept wondering his mind, they arrived at haven country before they knew it.

Kyson was relieved to see that they finally arrived in Haven country. He was getting real tired but he was in a bit of a hurry. And just wanted to get this over with. The climate here was comfortable, he thought. Such humid weather, it definitely beat the desert. As they continued to walk, Kyson and his soldiers and the others if they were with him. Would be approaching the village soon. He would peak back at the map as he looked to see if they were on the right check. And they were not too far. After a while, they finally saw the village up ahead and was approaching the village gates.

(My WC: 1024)

(Exit)

(Insta-Travel to Hoshi village gates)

It seemed Nobunaga was in a company of children as the last of Maku's guard arrived. Silent as ever he watched Royalty arrive in a military uniform, like some sort of general or something. A little over dressed in Nobunaga's opinion but he kept that to himself as he always did. The company would come to find out that he was not one to speak much. Standing beside the Hozuki, Nobunaga would glance down at the map to see where their journey was taking them just in case something happened that would cause him to be separated from the group. With that Kyson finally gave the order to depart. The Hiyu would remain arms crossed and unmoving, waiting to follow as the rear guard of the pack. Taking his place at the back, Nobunaga would come to a stop as he reached the village gate. He was about to take a look over his shoulder, lay his eyes upon the village for one last time but held himself from doing so. He did not want to remember Suna for the ghost town it was now but for what it once was, a vibrant, joyful place to live despite the heat. So with that he took off with the village to his back.

The journey through the desert would be a difficult one, but one Nobunaga was familiar with. He had lived throughout the desert for a good portion of his childhood and traversed the sandy plains all by himself before he ended up finding refuge in Suna. It was a harsh and gruelling journey therefore he was not entirely surprised when the young kunoichi asked to piggy back a ride on him. He was a tank after all, walking across the desert did not wear him down as fast as others and he could easily carry over 100 times his own body weight. She would be but a feather on his back. He could not tell if the girl was sincere or just being a pest however despite his rough, rugged, and raw look Nobunaga was a kind and thoughtful person. Therefore on her first request the 6ft4 Hiyu nodded in acceptance. He would let Kira hop onto his back and slip her legs in between his chest and arms, placing his arms under her thighs if she required the stability. 

Carrying her for as long as she wanted, Nobunaga would follow his allies as they traversed an array of different landscapes and finally arrived at the gates of Hoshi. He sensed for Maku's chakra but could not grasp it. Was he truly here or did the trickster lead them into a trap? If Kira was still on his back assuming she continued to exploit Nobunaga's strength throughout the entirety of the trip for which he would never decline, he would set her down so that he could be on guard, just in case. With that, they had finally arrived. 

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Exit to Hoshi

Right when Royalty had left, the others seemed like they tried to make the trip fun. Or at least Kira did try. The man that Roy had not known was quiet. He kept to himself. The Yuka was just making observations while he had nothing to do but travel. As he left, he would make sure he was one of the first people to exit the village, other than Maku of course. Something about the whole situation just made him feel uneasy. He didn’t want to speak to anyone at the moment.

Royalty just pushed on forward solo. Not once did he check back to see the progression of his comrades. It didn’t matter to him. They’d make it eventually. As he went forward without the others, he would arrive probably around 20 minutes before them. Royalty would lean against the gates with his arms folded until they had arrived. The area was very relaxed and fair. It was much less harsh than the desert but that was his home. He was used to that. But that was going to change. Apparently, this was his home from now on. 

(1030)

{Exit to Hoshi}

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