Sleigh Ri - er Carriage Ride ...yeah that's it

When they arrived at the borders, the shock of what just happened started to wear off. Tori turned to Zaled as she buried her head in his shoulder realizing she almost died! 
"I can't believe my life was almost over that quickly! Thank you for saving me my love!" She cried into his shoulder. She was slightly shaking as she cried realizing she almost lost everything, her husband, her kids and her close friends! The thought of how easily her life could have been just snuffed out was scary.
"I love you." She whispered as she held onto him. She knew from this point on she would have transportation to Hoshigakure but she really wanted just to hold onto Zaled until she had to leave.

zaled let tori release her initial fear and he held hera soft smile on his face as he stood there. She sobbed, It was her reaction to facing immediate end of her life. The reality filling her was probbably harrowing as he spoke softly.

"let it out tori, let it all out."

zaled gripped her shoulders softly and kissed the crown of toris red hair. It wouldve been a corpse had he not interjected, But it came at the cost of his comfort too. But still it was worth the price after all despite her status as unknown to many villages tori was harmless not to be used as a barganing tool but to live in peace.

"the world is dangerous you see tori, I will get you to hoshi, But first ill have to equip you with tools on our travles and of course this will be useful now as an example, I told prim this as agency to start being less of a wanderer and more focused. I tell you the same dear. The one known as konohas hokage is not one to trifle with nor is it in their plan to make it easy. It may even be safer if you are fully developing your skills alongside me as i can keep you safe in my dimension. But Thats a discussion we will have once we reach our detour destination."


zaled spoke warmly and brushed back tori's hair from her face kissing under her eyes where her tears fell.

"to be honest im not as young as i used to be dear."

tori was clear on her desire to be a shinobi, respectable as he would in this case understand her desire.

"well yes i will accompany you But to the borders for i will need to of course study a bit in my dimension afterwards tori, But then again i shall want to give you a gift, and also pass this onto the leader of hoshi as a useful thing he may enjoy, and even desire to come pay me a visit as we will need a thing or two to discuss"

zaled stated as he frowned

"in light of the recent things that i noted that has transpired"

as Jinzakan settled down in a secluded corner, he couldn't shake off the realisation that a shinobi's life, especially that of a missing ninja, was far from easy. he was constantly on the run, always looking over his shoulder and living in constant fear. despite the challenges, Jinzakan was determined to make the best of his chosen path and improve his circumstances. however, the solitude that came with his decision started to weigh heavily on him. While being alone had its perks, the lack of social interaction took a toll on his mental health. in the quiet moments that were once peaceful, he started feeling lonely and isolated. Jinzakan knew he needed to balance embracing his solitary life and staying connected to others. as a wandering ninja with no allegiance to any village, Jinzakan found himself at a crossroads. He had to choose where to go and what path to take. the idea of Sunagakure, the hidden village of the sand in the land of the winds, kept creeping up in his thoughts. But why was he drawn to this particular place? the answer eluded him, but he couldn't ignore the pull he felt towards Sunagakure. maybe it was the allure of new possibilities or the need to satisfy his restless impulses. therefore, Jinzakan decided to leave his old life behind and become a missing ninja. the label carried a sense of shame and secrecy, but Jinzakan was willing to accept it if it meant finding his path. The mystery surrounding his motives left those who knew him wondering about his fate.

the young man arrived at the borders of Suna with no hesitation, no problems or anything. the man desperately sought a fresh start, a chance to leave behind the troubles that had plagued him for far too long. he longed for a place to call his own, a home where he could find peace and comfort. despite the potential challenges and expenses that awaited him, he remained determined to pursue this dream with all his might.

throughout his life, he has always been curious and intrigued about the history and traditions of his clans. He yearned to uncover the hidden secrets passed down from generation to generation, hoping to gain a deeper understanding of his roots. Deep down, he also wanted to discover more raw power and abilities that could make him stand out among his peers. This longing for knowledge and strength consumed him, driving him to explore every avenue that could lead him closer to his goals.he was a young ninja with a fierce determination to become the strongest warrior in the world. His ultimate goal was to find total happiness and to uncover the secrets of his clan's power. With his eyes set on the sky, he was determined to reach the peak of success, and nothing could deter him from his path. he trained tirelessly each day, honing his skills, perfecting his techniques, and pushing his body to its limits. he knew that the road ahead was long and arduous, but he was ready to face any challenge that came his way. For Jinzakan, becoming the strongest ninja was not just a dream but a way of life.

jinzakan is a towering figure with an impressive height of six feet and seven inches. Despite his height, he has a slender build and weighs a mere eighty-three pounds. His eyes are a mesmerising shade of brown, with a subtle hint of amber around the edges, giving them a unique and captivating look. his hair is his crowning glory, long and sleek, flowing down his back like a curtain of midnight black. He takes great care in styling his hair, ensuring it is perfectly combed, framing his face perfectly and resting at the nape of his neck. jinzakan's fashion sense is impeccable, and his attire reflects his refined taste and style. He wears sleek black pants that fit him like a glove, accentuating his well-toned legs. on top, he dons a white sleeveless shirt highlighting his chiselled chest and well-defined arms, giving him a striking and confident aura. Over the shirt, he wears a black jacket with a fully covered collar, adding an air of sophistication to his ensemble. the jacket fits him snugly, suggesting that it is tailor-made and designed to enhance his silhouette. jinzakan's appearance exudes elegance, style, and confidence, making him an impressive and unforgettable figure.

as he embarked on his journey towards the Suna borders, his heart pounded with nervousness. He knew that he had a risky business to attend to and couldn't afford to make any mistakes. in his pocket, he carried his trusty Tanto and some essential equipment he might need. The scorching sun had left his skin with sunburns, but he now had no time to worry about that. as he walked, he noticed two individuals in the distance. one had striking red hair, while the other was a gentleman. He wondered who they might be, but his mind was preoccupied with his thoughts. He couldn't afford to be distracted now, not when he was so close to his destination. He continued on his way, his eyes fixed on the horizon as he pondered the risks and rewards of his upcoming venture.

what's going on? should you meet them? maybe not. Don't worry; focus on what you were doing before. Let's not waste any more time. 

at this moment, jinkazan seemed lost in his own world, muttering incomprehensible words under his breath. His behaviour was odd, and it was clear that something was bothering him as he walked towards them, twenty-five metres from where they were. The sand beneath his feet glimmered like gold in the bright sunlight, and the waves of the nearby ocean crashed against the shore with a soothing sound.suddenly, the man tripped on something and fell hard on the ground, hitting his head on a rock as he landed. Blood immediately started to flow from his forehead, and he lay there motionless for a few seconds. the sand around him was stained red with his blood, and half of his face was covered in it, making him look like a character from a horror movie. it was a scary sight as he approached the two individuals who were talking with each other.

jinkazan's face was covered in sand and blood, which was slowly gushing down his face as he spoke in a calm voice. He appeared to be in a dazed state, swaying slightly as if he was drunk. "Hey, I'm Jinkazan." he said, slightly slurred. Despite his disorienting condition, he managed to maintain a composed demeanour, though his condition was alarming.

"what brings you to this area, my friend? is anything interesting going on?"

as he stood there, his senses were heightened, alert and vigilant. He held the Tanto tightly with one hand, the sharp blade gleaming in the light. His gaze was fixated on the figures before him - a red-haired woman and a man standing beside her. His eyes darted back and forth between the two of them, observing their every movement with precision. He knew that any sudden movement from either of them could mean danger, so he remained on guard, ready to act immediately.

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zaled let tori take a moment as the stress of the earlier senario probbably washed over her, it is quiet alot to take in as nos the reality probbably sunk in to his wife, times were diffrent, and long gone were days where easily running between vilkages and lands were a luxery. It did not help that the heat was sure to pick up, But his attention shifted to the figure approaching in the distance as zaled led tori, with his arm wrapped around her waist.

It soon became apparent that the person was perhaps off as the couple approached and the man himself in liue making his march across the dessert. But for what purpose? even zaled with his experience with people high and low would not know. All he knew the peron had tripped and hit his head on a rock some 25 meters away, and got back up stumbling.

ouch yeah we will fix that

zaled thought as the man approached drunkedly now as opposed to well his more tamed approach. The man was within 15 meters as it was apparent a fresh scent of blood about him and was unkept as opposed to zaled and tori. Zaled kept his arm around toris waist and eyed the man, younger for sure.

He spoke up requesting to the two and well the man was dazed the offsets of a concussion which well was inevitable in that case.

"we are ok and i would say we are beginning to go on a tiny vacation. You hit your head there, and the village behind us is a bit on a high alert, I would suggest you come with me and my wife so that at least you are secured among faces and not singled out as times are rather questionable at most."

zaled spoke up as he studied the young man with a look of concern not for himself or even tori as he was more then capeable of simply removing the man from the picture if nessccary. But zaled was kind.

"At ease my boy, Put the sword up and my wife will patch you up here "

he spoke as he was sure after that head hit the man was more a danger to himself then others.

"tori dear reach in my travel sack for a little emergency guaze and the clear bottle of wine unmarked. Thats the strong stuff so this man can have at least a cleaner wound."

he asked tori and looked over the man.

"your name?"

as he stood at the borders of the vast, sandy expanse, a sense of confusion and anxiety washed over Jinkazan. he couldn't help but wonder why they were stranded at the edge of the desert rather than venturing in. seeking answers, he turned to the man before him, whose piercing blue eyes seemed to hold secrets and knowledge. the man's face was weathered and lined with wrinkles, and his pointy nose added to his sharp and focused appearance. Jinkazan couldn't help but notice the ceremonial robes that the man wore, adorned with his village's symbol, as well as the flowy pants that seemed to facilitate easy movement. despite the man's average build, Jinkazan knew better than to underestimate him, especially with his brown hair and thick beard adding to his imposing presence.

fifteen metres separated him from the two individuals standing before him. his face was drenched in blood, which trickled down his chin and stained his shirt. Despite the pain, he noticed Zaled holding the female tightly around his waist. Jinzakan looked slightly worried, as if he was concerned about what Zaled was saying.

taking a break from the usual routine is essential for everyone, and couples are no exception. understandably, they were on vacation, exploring new places, trying out new cuisines, and creating beautiful memories together. after all, changing scenery and a break from daily stress can do wonders for one's mental and emotional well-being. living the life of a ninja was a unique and challenging experience. it required discipline, focus, and physical prowess. every day was a new adventure filled with danger and excitement. from mastering the art of stealth to honing combat skills, there was always something to learn and improve upon. despite the hardships, the ninja life was also enriching, providing a sense of purpose and fulfilment that few other lifestyles could offer.

jinkazan couldn't help but smile when he heard the news. the Uchiha and his wife had invited him to their home, but he couldn't help but wonder if it was a setup. he kept his guard up and paid close attention to everything Zaled said, analyzing every detail to ensure he wasn't falling into a trap. despite his reservations, Jinkazan was eager to accept the invitation and see what the Uchiha had in store. When he heard the word "wife", he quickly processed the information and realized that the person referred to was likely his significant other. With this knowledge, he immediately understood the situation and what was expected of him. 

"Hmm, I'm concerned about what you told me. When you say 'high alert', what exactly do you mean? Is there a potential danger in the village that I should be aware of? Would it be safe to enter the village, or should I wait until things settle down? I want to understand the situation fully before I make any decisions."

as the tension in the air thickened, Jinkzakan stood before Zaled with his sword drawn; he had no plans to strike. however, he remained calm and relaxed, even as Zaled demanded to remove his weapon. Jinkzakan followed the command without hesitation and lowered his sword, placing it gently onto the ground. he then raised his hands in the air as a sign of surrender, blood dripping from his wounds. It was unclear whether or not Jinkzakan would survive his injuries, but at that moment, he had no choice but to comply with the orders.

the man's gaze was fixed intently on Zaled as he explained to his wife about the emergency gauze that could potentially stop his bleeding. relief washed over him, and he let out a small sigh as a smile crept onto his face. he was genuinely grateful for the life-saving information that she had provided. as his eyes wandered off into a different world, he was suddenly interrupted by the sound of a voice asking for his name. Jinzakan snapped back into reality and quickly provided his name, eager to receive any further assistance that he could get. 

in recounting his introduction, Jinzakan expressed concern about re-reiterating his name. While such a request may seem of little consequence, it was nevertheless a source of unease for Jinzakan. Nonetheless, he acquiesced and repeated his name, displaying a deferential attitude towards the other party. though the situation could not be easily dismissed, Jinzakan's measured response exemplifies a willingness to engage in civil discourse, even when faced with uncomfortable circumstances.

"If my name wasn't clear earlier. It's Jinzakan, a name of Inari origin that means "the one who brings peace". And what about you? What's your name? I'd love to get to know you better. Also, if it's not too personal, could you tell me a bit about your wife? It's always nice to learn about the people in our lives."

jinzakan's face lit up with a faint smile as if he had just remembered a secret he was keeping to himself. his voice was calm and composed but with a hint of detachment. his words seemed to carry a hidden meaning as if he had carefully chosen each one to convey a specific message. despite the coldness in his tone, a sense of confidence and self-assurance emanated from him, as if he knew he was in complete control of the situation. jinzakan, a seasoned shinobi, was closely monitoring his surroundings. his senses were heightened, and he was alert to any potential danger. Suddenly, he noticed Tori, a fellow shinobi, walking towards him. She appeared in a hurry, and Jinzakan couldn't help but wonder what was happening. 

as she approached, she handed him a bag and quickly kissed her husband, who was standing nearby. without wasting a moment, she headed towards a carriage waiting for her. Jinzakan watched her go, his mind racing with questions. the land of Hoshigakure was known for its secrets and mysteries, and Jinzakan couldn't shake off the feeling that something was about to happen. he looked around, assessing the situation, and that's when he noticed Zaled, a fellow shinobi, standing nearby.

Jinzakan's left eye was bleeding, a sign of the recent fall he had fought. he tried to remain calm as he eyed Zaled, who seemed lost in thought. Jinzakan's hands were behind his back, insisting that he wouldn't try anything; all he needed was support. he knew that in the shinobi world, things could change instantly, and he was determined to be prepared for whatever lay ahead.

"I would appreciate your assistance cleaning up my injured face, which has some bleeding. I have a hard time dealing with these situations, and I could use your help to ensure everything is taken care of properly."

With a determined expression, he grinned, confident that he would receive the required assistance.

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All was good as zaled watched as tori went off on her carridge to hoshi, and now his attention was on jinzakan wound as he dampend a few bits of guaze with the alcohol the fresh scent sweet and savory as he handed the bottle to the man.

"take a sip as i clean the wound. tell me your story."

zaled spoke softly as he spread a bit of the soaked guaze and noted the cut was well simple enough with simple feild work and of course a bit of innovemtion. Zaled wipped upward clearing the blood around the cheekand under the eyelid. then discarding the bit of blood soaked guaze spoke up.

"stay still let the alcohol do its sting,"

he spoke softly as he gingerly with shocking speed and effencemcy cleaned around the wound soakingand apllying a moderate pressure to the cut.

"might not be a medical specialist, but i know a thing or 2 about small wounds, and seen eyes lost from simple uncared wounds. for the simplist part this is easy enough to apply and handle, a few dsys, but no scaring will come of this. the headache however from hour fall will impact your focus. So i will monitor your chakra control for the whileas we travel"

(exit official since it's been so long)