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Indeed this was a time for sorrow, Haranobu hadn't even finished his peaceful breakfast when he had heard the news. Cleaning up the spilled cereal on his marble table, he noticed his face expression looked quite pittyful. As if he never even knew that he could be so sad, in such a lonely household. Indeed, Toyama had been alone for most of his entire life, no family to support him. The act that he fave off that made it seemed like he didn't care, was just some bullshit. Deep inside he did care, and he would cry and fuel the pain each and every day. For one his clan members, he had no idea who they were. He didn't even as much learn about his own clan, Genko, or master the secret techniques. No one had been there to help guide him to become a very good person as a child, this he hated. But, this all ended when he heard the most fantastic news around the village. A Genko Clan member had returned to Kumogakure.

To be honest, Toyama had no clue why a Genko Clan member would stick or even come back to their original village, since they were scattered. But, he wasn't about to sit around and wait for the answer. Immediately he cleaned up the cereal in a much faster pace, and grew intense veins on his face. There had been a LOT of questions that Haranobu had about his clan, and even someone else within his family that he wondered about every now and then. His only hope for this valuable information would have been a Genko Clan member, and now was his opportunity. After he ad finished cleaning up his cereal, he gathered some basic equipment he though he would need. Haranobu knew this person had been a former clan member, but he didn't know how they acted or the way they associated there selves. Despite this thought, Tayama insisted that he must do whatever it takes too find his answer key. Walking out of his small cottage, he noticed groups of people walking down the street, not noticing himself a fellow shinobi. This was actually good in his opinion, so no one would suspect anything was wrong. In the front the Kumohakure Gate he saw a shadowy figure, but didn't know exactly who it was. Haranobu knew he had to get a better view, so he squeezed in between other groups of people trying to cut in line for such a fine sight.

When Toyama had finally reached the front of the Konohagakure gate stood a man. This man was somewhat familiar for some reason, like he knew him as a child. He didn't look like such a nice guy, his face kind of scary.

What he was thinking the whole time was about one question.

"Does he know my father?"

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Binsu


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'The time for sorrow has come my child, but it brings with it many gifts from the heavens, two of which being the young lives of distant relatives who seek the path that leads towards the light. Lead them home my son, lead them home...'

Binsu waltzed through the Kumogakure gates, saying hello to the men guarding the entrance at the time as he walked into the village. The street had been unusually crowded with every day villagers and every day shinobi, all walking and running around the village as if they hadn't any duties to take care of; it was most likely because of the special holiday that was to come. Husbands and wives, brothers and sisters all danced around the village spreading 'joy' and 'laughter', though Binsu found the acts undeniably annoying and rather loud. Perhaps age had been starting to catch up on the Jounin, for he now hated loud music and crowded streets, things he didn't mind having around only 5 or so years ago, though the truth was that everyone changes at some point in life. In fact, only recently had Binsu decided to re-unite with his family, including his son Yuuma. The young boy had been attending special classes at the academy, that were held after the usual school hours. The young father once thought that making his son do extra work would benefit him a lot in life, as a ninja and as a person. Without giving too much attention to himself Binsu made his way through the village gates, waving and smiling at strangers he had never met before in his life, but after jumping from one strange face to another Bonsu's gaze suddenly stopped on the face of a worried child, who stared back him with eyes that resembled his own. The same eyes he once shared with his younger brothers Shibirin and Toikaro; the Tatsyuaga eye, the secret to the Genko clan's exceptional mastery over the raiton and doton elements. For some strange reason however the little boy's eyes didn't remind of his own, no; they reminded him of his brother's, for every Genko clan member's eyes although all are similar no two are the same. 'Could he be,' Binsu began to think, as he made his way towards the young boy's direction, holding his umbrella over his left hand shoulder.

"Hello there young man, and who might you be?" Binsu would ask the boy calmly, making sure to smile lightly as to not scare the young boy away. The kid had a look of worry on his face, though Binsu saw a hint of joy behind his glossy eyes. The Jounin would would watch as his eyebrows battered up and down to form a blinking motion, carefully watching how the child's facial expression changed when he decided to approach him. In a strange way Binsu felt as though he knew the kid somehow, from somewhere but couldn't tell for sure. As he waited for the kid's answer he'd bend forwards slightly in front of the kid, not wanting to intimidate him with his height. The Jounin would also hold his umbrella in front of him to shelter both him and the kid from the illuminating rays of the sun above their heads. 'Could he be...he could be, yes he must be,' were the only words popping up within Binsu's head as he examined the child's persona.

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Out off all things that Tayama had wanted to happen, this odd Genko clan banned member approached him. Him himself wasn't even sure if this person had been safe, or even near nice on a scale in his own head. But, this Genko Clan member had insisted to step forward, so Haranobu thought the eyes he had gave it away.

"Hello there young man,  and who might you be?" he said. The devil himself had spoken, and neither did he stutter. Somehow Haranobu had felt a connection between this man, as if they were connected somehow. It was an odd feeling to have, since he had never been "connected" with anyone in his life. But, for this odd fellow, it was all different.

"I am Haranobu...Tayama. Part of the Genko Clan, who might you be?" he spoke silently under the umbrella the man had used for privacy. Toyama wasn't exactly safe with giving out any valuable information as of yet, since he had no clue who this person had been. Though, it seemed like this men had wanted to become friends, and his face expression said it all. The weirdest smile that Haranobu had seen in ages, came from one of his own.

Before talking again to stur up a conversation, Haranobu looked at the cobble-stoned street. The way the patterns had developed in the creases in sidewalk cracks. Trying hard to remember his child hood, but he came up with nothing. Misery in his head, nothing could be told. Tayama grabbed his head and yelled so loud that even a bird from miles away could have heard him. It was all confusing, and he was loosing his patience. He didn't know whether to trust this man or to ignore the whole thing. These shitty excuses traveled throughout his head, and he hated every second of it.

"Your a Genko Clan member aren't you?, I recongnize your eyes, the eyes to kill." he said under his breath. He knew something was going on now for sure, the way how he approached a mere kid, instead of any other person in the streets. No even a fellow Jounin would look down towards a gen in, so why him?

"There is something I want to ask you ... do you know my father?" Tayama said shedding a tear on the side of his cheek. Not once had he cared, or even mentioned his father to anyone but yet here he was mentioning it too a complete stranger. Under the umbrella, he would let his tear drops slide down his scrawny arms, finally falling on the cobblestoned street.

Binsu

Binsu


D-rank


Binsu's words echoed back to him twice, if he didn't know better he'd have thought he was speaking to himself. After only seconds of approaching the boy the you man had received an answer to his most recent question, though this answer was soon followed by a series of further questions towards the Jounin. The pale-haired boy glared into Binsu's one naked eye, his other hidden under the cover of the eye patch he wore on his right eye. The boy's stare seemed to mirror back towards Binsu with a familiar look to it, as if the Jounin had seem that same unmistakable glare elsewhere not far back into the past. Binsu's attention grasped onto the young boy's words as he replied and asked, "I am Haranobu...Tayama. Part of the Genko Clan, who might you be?" Another Genko clan member, in Kumogakure no sato, that wasn't a sibling or child of his? How could such an idea be true if at all true? Binsu had never heard about another Genko clan member within Kumogakure, besides from his soon-visiting son Yuuma. As expected, the boy didn't stop there. He went on in saying, "Your a Genko Clan member aren't you?, I recognize your eyes, the eyes to kill." The jounin couldn't help but feel the urge to interrupt the kid to disagree with his assumption that the Genko clan's eyes were made to kill, but just as soon as the thought had been formed in his mind the kid opened his mouth to speak once more in the same tone as before. "There is something I want to ask you ... do you know my father?" At this moment Binsu was sure the child belonged to one of his brothers, but which one?

This young boy could've been the child of either his younger brothers Shibirin and Toikaro, but after taking a quick look at the colour of the boy's hair and after closely examining his facial features, the name 'Shibirin' popped straight up into his bag of thoughts, but he couldn't say for sure if was right or not. Finally deciding to address the boy's few questions, Binsu first started off by giving the child his name. "My name is Binsu and yes, you could say i'm a member of the Genko clan," the young Jounin would speak, before continuing on in saying, "...i am in fact the Genko clan's current Sama and i think i do know who your father is, or more accurately who he was." He'd extend his right hand forwards and offer it to the boy for him to shake, keeping his left hand firmly grasping on the handle of his umbrella. Without a doubt curiosity soon overrode the young man's schedule to later on meet the Raikage in her office, as he now decided to spend what was left of his day getting to know about this boy's past and/or present more, should he decide to share that information with him of course. It wasn't very day that the young sama spoke or even met other members from his clan, so to Binsu this was a precious moment that had to be embraced and one that he could miss an appointment with the Kage for.

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