And so his story begins

And so we pick up with where we last left off with Igami. He was standing out in front of the Hospital, a man named Han had directed him here to see the man who now ruled the village of Sunagakure. Kenshin appreared to be the name of the man according to the rumors and the gate guard. Igami took a deep breath, he was not nervous of the reputation he had heard on his travels with his father and the nomadic tribe that peddled wares all over the world. No it was that he came as far as he had, and would be turned away, that is what made him the most nervous.

But Igami steeled himself and he nodded , making the concious choice that was clear to him. No matter what the man inside said, He would become a Shinobi and train to defend his people. Even if that meant Igami would have to find either books or random teachers across the globe. It was just a few years ago that him and his father had been attacked, and even fewer that shinobi was a little close to home attacking this very village. Igami had to make sure that his people would be protected, He had to be the shield against the world if he had to.

Igami thought back to that morning when he left the encampment. His father was also packing for a trip, He was off to Hoshigakure. They would talk for a bit , Igami telling his father about the recent stories, he had went out and saw the movement himself around the village, so the rumors had to be true, and he could become a ninja at a place close to home. His father would nod and with a goodbye gave him the blessing he sought after to go to the village.

Igami finally took the initial steps into the hospital, the look on his face showed just how determined he was. As he walked into the Hospital he noted the Receptionist desk and would walk up to the lady behind the desk. As it was usually ladies behind this desk doing paperwork. Noting small things as he approached, there was a black line along the floor. among other normal things that one would see in a hospital. This was all rather new for Igami. He had been in here before when he was younger, before it was attacked by Kumogakure. But the years and constant destroy and rebuild seemed to allow for things to change and update. Maybe that was for the better after all.

Igami kept his thoughts to himself and he would clear his throat as he would speak up to the lady behind the desk "Excuse me Madame, My Name is Igami Shin, I am from the Nomadic Tribes that reside within the desert of the land of wind , not terribly far from this here village, I have come to seek audiance with Lord Kenshin Uzumaki, I seek to be a Shinobi and hope he sees me fit to join the fine village of Sunagakure." Igami spoke with a level of intelligence that was not seen in children his age. However he was also raised differently then most his age. He would stare at the lady as he awaited the direction he required to head in.

Once given the directions he would follow them to meet with Kenshin, always remembering his manners he would at least Knock on the door he was told to go to. However if there was no door to the location his voice would squeak up as he spoke "Excuse me? Lord Kenshin Sir?" He would wait at the very location until told to enter, if there was a door and he was told to enter he would still say the same line above, cause one could never know just who exactly could be answering cause it was possible that anyone could be in the office of the man, whatever it may be, for any reason.

Once inside and facing the Man, Igami would hold no issue of showing the man the respect his father raise him to have, he had a mature face of sincerity as he repeated his words to the man, his hands to his sides as he would bow quickly afterwords and rose back to his stance of attention. Returning to looking at the man as best as he could within his eyes. The boy was young and knew no fear of things such as Genjutsu and the like. He never experienced one so why should he fear something he never witnessed. The same could be said for the information he knew about Kenshin Uzumaki, he never witnessed it so why be scared?

Igami now waited on the mans Response and answer to his request. Waiting for Inevitable questions such as why and the such. Igami had already thought of the general questions that one could ask and had already formulated accurate answers for each individual question. However if the man did catch him off guard with a question or response, he would not be entirely shocked. He did not know the shinobi world as indepth as the man, if there was something he had over looked he was certain this man would show him just what that was exactly.

Igami's mind was reeling as he prepared his answers for the questions he could possibly think to ask himself if he was ever in such a position. While it would not show on his face, his mind did wander for a moment back to his father. Only because as he thought about the last name, he would think back as to why it was so familiar. His mother's maiden name as Uzumaki. His father spoke very little of her, and rather would teach Igami a life lesson as to why one needed to be alert and attentive. Such things is what helped to develop Igami into the logical being he was today, with emotions being on the bottom of his list of worries.

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Shin would listen to the man as he was instructed to take a seat. In particular the seat that was across from Kenshin was the one of choice. And as he sat down a drink was offered to him. He took with a smile on his face and nodded a thanks as he sipped it softly. The water was refreshing beyond one could imagine, it was like the boy had found the oasis in the desert. He took another sip a little less sparringly. Then when he was done he would place the glass back on the desk, where when he needed to he would pick up and drink it again. Meanwhile Shin took note of the different times and types of smiles and when they faded, and the looks that followed. At which time Kenshin spoke about rudeness and Shin would shake his head "As difficult as the tribes can be with their customs, I would not hold one who was unbeknowst to such things, It is merely I who wishes not to offend you"

Shin would wrap that bit up with taking a sip of the water once more while the man once again spoke, Shin listened to his words before putting the glass back down and taking a final swallow as he would then speak up as well in response " Sir The Tribes are backdated in their thinking, specially when it comes to Shinobi life style. However when I was younger I was saved by an amazing shinobi in the land of Hoshigakure some years back. Then upon other travels through Amegakure, amongst the ruins I played and stumbled across an old academy book and self taught myself the basics. Being a Natural with something so looked down upon, My father now faces the threats for having a son even remotely able to use his chakra, and the threats of the Merchant life that we live. I wish for power, to protect those around me, as not to repeat the past and need to be saved yet again." Shin would then take another sip of water after his little speech, hoping that it would indeed quench the thirst of knowledge cause beyond that he had no explaination why, it simply was supposed to be in his book.