It seemed just as quickly as he'd arrived in Konohagakure no Sato, it was time to leave. During his time in the Village, he'd had the luxury of taking part in a festival of oni and other such fantastical beings. In that time, Syekren had shaved his face and trimmed his hair to go back to his normal look once more. He'd even disposed of the rags he was wearing as a cover and taken to wearing his black clothing. Only at this point he had his uchiha cloak wrapped around himself again. It was wrapped not just to hide his appearance, as the hood was over his face casting it in shadow, but to shield his body form the winds that began to blow on the trail out of the hi no kuni. He wished he'd had more time to look around and get to know the people, even to learn about his clan, but his time was up and he needed to make it home.

With a heavy sigh, the man walked in front of a camel lugging  a large wagon of his supplies. Under his cloak he wore his tanto, newly upgraded, on the back left of his belt. He wasn't looking forward to returning no further in his search than he started but if he stayed away any longer, he feared for the safety of his home. Not only that, but he feared that he would be labelled a missing ninja if he took too long to come back and report. With a heavier heart than normal he had left the village hidden in the leaves, and then the land of fire to trek along the road with his caravan heading towards the land of wind. The man thought to himself on the things he'd be able to accomplish when he came back, hopefully rising past his current ranking and station.

It wasn't long that he was deep into his thoughts that they'd made camp for the night and woke up early in the morning to continue on. He had much to think about on his way home and tried to get his thoughts into order and plan out what he'd need to do. There was just so much that he could think of that needed done or that could be accomplished that he lost himself in all of it. When the environment changed from forests to plains and finally a windy dunes, he knew he was almost home. It wasn't until he reached the gates of the village hidden in the sand that he realized just how much he'd zoned out. With a nod to the caravan, they continued on inside without him, transporting his goods to a safe house set up for him by his companion. For now, he stood outside and conversed with the guards, he'd need to debrief with them and then the administrative offices before he could relax. Then.. then it was time to work. When he finished debriefing with the guards, he showed them his ninja info card and entered the village. Things seemed to have calmed down, since his records were basically non-existent in the village. The ANBU that watched over the guards at the gate informed him that he was essentially a ghost, and for all their power the elder council knew little about him or where he could stay and had less information than they really needed to be able to act. For the moment their hands were tied and he was safe. He would have to remain concealed as much as possible for a while, but as far as everything was concerned he was an enigma. He'd soon resume his normal duties, patrols, and even do missions. But there was something he'd need to see his parents about before all of that..

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