Kami came running as he removed his shirt and went into the male side of the hot spring. As he went in deeper he shut his eyes. "No one had better bug me." He could feel the wind on his face as he could not relax only clean off the sweat by the heat. He took a deep breath and sighed. He ran his hands through his long black hair. "I just no some one will set me off."

Seme Sarutobi walks into the men's side of the hot springs and decides to relax, after his continuous training he felt he needed a break so he heads into the pool of hot water. He slowly slips into the water and relaxes his head back....he notices a person around his age next to him, "Hey man! How are you?" He says it with a big smile.

Kami looks at him coldly. "I want more power and I do not have enough Ryo for weapons." He glared at him. "Name your clan now." As he ran his hands through his long black hair. As he looked away no really caring about the other person.

"Wow, that's odd. And I'm Sarutobi....Seme Sarutobi! What's your name?" Seme's smile slightly turned down but he was still grinning. Wondering why the kid was so hostile.

"My name is Kami uchiha." "You see my scars." "My father and mother gave me these from the intense training they instructed." Kami then touched the scars on his torso. "I was made by my father and mother to also go with them on their missions." "They ordered me to finish their targets off." He clenched his fist in hate. "I enjoyed all the blood i spilled."

"Well that's intense; normally I'd try to talk you down and tell you to relax but I can tell in your eyes that's not possible." Seme closes his eyes and rests his head back, "I'll give you a heads up though; I wouldn't go around spouting off you like to kill things, might get people stronger than you after you."

"Maybe I like to fight others that are stronger." "After all I like the smell of death." "Even though killing the weak and useless does tend to be thrill from time to time."

The door would be pushed open slowly, allowing the male to step foot into the place. He'd been hoping that the springs would relatively empty. so that he could relax after his training. Black eyes carefully looked over the two males already in the water, offering a small nod to them. If he had heard the two's previous exchange of words, he didnt show. For the moment, he removed his towel and folded it onto a chair near the water before sliding himself into the warm water several feet away from the others. A sweet scent wafted off his body, stirred even more by the warm air currents and began to drift throughout the area.

He looked over at the new comer. "State your name." Then he looked back at the sarutobi. "By the time i am a jounin or Sanin I will already be faster then anyone."

"So says you, I'm going to be one of the greatest Sarutobi's to ever live and the greatest protector of the village. Also, you need to learn to leave people alone. Clearly he wants to mind his own buisness! Haha" Seme continue to chuckle and turns to the stranger "Sorry sir!"

Naota paid no attention to the Kami's question. By the tone of his voice, the male seemed very rude. Rather than running the risk of a fight on his only day of relaxation this week, Naota simply offered Seme a small smile, and a nod of thanks before sinking down into the water. He was indeed tired and not in much of a mood to socialize. Leaving only the top of his head and eyes exposed, the leaned back against the wall, eye de-focusing and his mind wandering off.

Kami glances at the stranger for ignoring him. In silence he glances back at the Sarutobi. "Well he is annoying me." "He seems familiar." "Such a shame I wanted to be the one who killed my mother and father."

Seme glances at him surprised.... "What happened to them?"

There was no real response, only the low sounds of the male blowing bubbles under the water. For a moment longer, Naota remained submerged before raisin himself up to take a breath of air. Sadly, it was just in time for him to hear Kami speak of 'not being the one to kill his mother and father.' Naota cringed at the words, and bit his lower lip. It was not his place to spak on such things, but to hear it spoken was disheartening.

"They died during a mission on escort some S ranked criminal killed them in a bloody mess." "When I received word I was displeased that I did not do it." "I did manage to cut them with their own swords while they were asleep though." "At least the one who killed them died during the fight from the side effect of his own forbidden jutsu."

.....Please for the love of God, don't have me on squad with this kid. Naota sighed. This trip the the hot springs was rapidly turning out to be a bad idea. Mild annoyance was creeping through him, and it was begining to show on his face. Even still, he kept silent, sinking back into the water properly now, his back resting on the side of the pool. His eyes closed now, mind wandering once more. If this kid kept up this up, Naota wasnt sure how he might react.

"You had better not hold me back if we are in a squad." "I would be interested in smacking you around a bit one day." "So what do you see your self as when you reach the adult age."

It was amazing one could learn from the simplest concept. While the two males spoke, Naota remained silent. His mind drifting, floating through his subconsciousness. Strangely, his mind kept drifting back what they other two were saying. One wanted to be Hokage, another.... seemed like a mindless killer. Oh joy.. just what we need... Naota frowned, keeping his eyes closed. What did it matter what these two said? One of them seemed alright, but the other.... it was best to avoid him. Oh well..

Seems like you want to be the hero. "That title I do not want." "Being a hero means you do not have any friends." His eyes glancing over at the stranger. "Such an annoyance." He then looked away back at the Sarutobi. "I much prefer the brutal actions of violence." "I can make them fear my name and become the feared legendary shinobi."

You have got to be kidding me... Naota sighed softly, eyes turning to look upon Kami. "Clearly, you do not understand. Respect will get you much further in life than fear." The male shifted some, his gaze growing showing no sign oh hostility, only a clear determination. "Being feared has its advantages, yes, but being respected has greater benefits. Given what you've said, I guess you were not shown much kindness through your life. If that is indeed the case, I implore you, look for an alternative lifestyle." Naota bit his lower lip for a moment, then continued. "Simply being feared... fear leads to anger. Anger leads to hate. And hatred causes wars. A war is the last thing anyone needs."

"Well this one can speak." "I thought he lost his voice or was dropped on his head when he was born." As he continued not to look at the stranger. "I did not say you had no friends Sarutobi." He then quickly glanced at the stranger "I am already in the Hatred." " I was already born into the darkness." "If you show kindness or any form of light in your words it could be an early grave." "Well my father always told me that." "My mother said right before she left to that mission that one must kill in order to be heard." "One can not be heard with just vocal abilities." "They only rewarded me when I killed or made blood spill on someone." As he looked back at the Sarutobi. "Well it appears that you will not be dead weight if we are in squad together." "But I could be wrong you might slow me down." "I despise anything that slows me down."