The night was overwhelming for the land hidden in the stones, for it's underworld was far higher than any other village. It would seem some would say the only means to make it in this world is to get your hands dirty, and Kazu was glad to get rid of this filth. But that was for another time, for today was for a meeting with his favourite assortment of individuals who had been cleaning his streets, yet as they were cleaning, they would stray from the path he wanted them to take. His crimson gaze would pan before him, whilst his white long sleeve shirt would waver with the wind. His arm would reach out to a metal handle before twisting it unlocked and then pull it forward, bringing his body forth to a luxury garden. His feet would once again begin to move forward, depleting the distance between himself at the mansion he had planned to visit. Making his way to the mansion his crimson hued lenses would look above the door to see the title "Colt Arrensaul" displayed via plaque.

A chuckle would leave the Tsuchikage's lips as Colt was now a dried up pile of ash, but he would soon regain his focus thus allowing his right fist to knock twice against the oak door affront him. Within the second of his second knock, the door would yank open as a maid would stand affront the young Kanetsu. She would give an awkward smile which would most likely lead to him being such a high power, it affected women which he really hated, but he would continue his gaze at the young woman as she spoke.


Even her words were blatently awkward, to be honest Kazu would have rathered been inside a belly of a dragon, but nether the less, he walked inside and stood idly in the middle of the main entrance hall.

Tsuyo stood in the main office to the left side of his desk. The study it had been called at the time had been modified with a hidden compartment behind a panel behind one of the paintings to store files. The compartment was set to combustion if the panel was not removed in a very specific way. He normally didn't come here but the lord Kazu had requested a meeting. And for him sneaking into the village was no difficulty. And Kazu arriving at such a prominent mansion in his own village would hardly raise questions. After all very few people knew who Tsuyo was and even less knew him as Tsuyo. In his own way he was a con man and a killer. His style was suave and his manner was like that of a black cat. He stood there looking over the folder with some images of some very important looking rich people. Schematics of different buildings and files on some mean looking guards.

As he heard some one moving up the stairs he closed the file and placed it back behind the painting and closed it. Making sure the trap was safe once more. How many countless hours had he spent studying those? The issue here was once he hit one of them the others would be onto him and either move to more secure locations or buff up security. And all the while within hostile territory. He frowned as he adjusted his tie. His black tie going well with his silver silk shirt and black vest. No suit jacket this time though. Only the long sleeves of his shirt covered his arms. Only with out the coat it was obvious his muscle mass was larger then it looked with the coat. His hair as usual fell about his face but as if it was styled that way. While his grey eyes seemed to see all.

As the Woman knocked He waited for her to enter. A drink in his hand within a crystal glass. She looked at his back a moment. In truth she only knew him as a Mr. Kajiya and this was the first time he had been in the mansion she kept up. She suspected he was just a wealthy man the Kage was borrowing money from. After all who owned a mansion as a side home?

"Master Kajiya. The Lord Kage is here to see you."

Tsuyo would merely nod while looking into the fire as it reflected in those silver eyes. "Show him in immediately. " Was his only response. He was unsure of what the meeting was for. But he was sure that Kazu had something on his mind.

Crimson hued lenses would pan at the art pinned to the stone walls within the Arrensaul mansion as the Tsuchikage admired the grace the art work displayed. They were all images he had seen before, except the last time he saw them, they were covered in a spray of scarlet by the previous owners insides. Just the thought of wiping the damn art pieces was a surprising thought to say the least, but no matter, his feet would waltz through the Arrensaul hallways as each step would tread softly against the marble floors. It wouldn't take long for him to get lost in the mansion as he entered a somewhat peculiar kitchen on his way in. A door would slam shut from behind him thus gaining his attention and allowing his body to turn to face the sudden noise. But to his surpise, it would only be the maid that let him in, which in turn would allow the golden haired Kanetsu to widen his lips displaying a short grin of sorts.

"The master is waiting down this hallway. Allow me to escort you to his office."

The Tsuchikage would nod at the maids statement, as the two travelled through a few hallways before making their way into a small office. His crimson gaze would locate his 'friend,' Mr. Kajiya was probably not his name, but he wasn't going to argue about the trivialities of a simple name, instead the Tsuchikage would stare into the eyes affront him and gesture to the maid with a clear concise hand signal for her to close the door on her way out.

After the maid left the room whilst closing the door behind her, the Tsuchikage would remaining poised as he stood affront the man he wished to speak with. His crimson gaze would dance in his eye sockets as he identified the man to be drinking whilst his desk remained clear. It was obvious the man was on top of his work, but seeing as he had a warning before he came from his maid, it would seem he would have time to clean the place up.

"Mr. Kajiya. I'd like to apologise for my late night intrusion, but i'm a very busy man and I need to speak with you. As i'm quite pleased with the results you've made thus far, but we need to talk."

The Tsuchikage's words were spoken with a smooth elegance as his eyes would glare at the man before him. The golden haired Kanetsu would see the unoccupied leather seats affront the desk and place himself itself the closest idle char. His hands would come together at his lower torso whilst his would tuck under the chair itself.


The Tsuchikage would keep his cool, his mind would flick through the pages of a plethora of mental notes he had saved comfortably to his memory, whilst his words were spoken into a manner of which would be said like a 'gentlemen' as he had hoped this meeting was to be as civil as possible.

"I've heard many reports about the police force, sure the members you murdered were all corrupt, but you have an entire police force on your tail now. It's advised you keep low for a few days as i polish this mistake up."

The Tsuchikage would take a deep breathe as his 'gentlemen' tone depleted into more of an aggressive tone. His body would slouch harder into the leather chair he was seated in, before his right hand would glide against the sandalwood table affront him.

"So, what's news?"

Tsuyo managed to keep himself from swallowing this time as the man entered. The man was still not one to cross. Nor would he ever be but with recent accomplishments Tsuyo had gained some confidence in his own abilities. That and he felt no murderous or dangerous intent from Kazu this time. That alone let him know that Kazu was likely as not if anything far from angry. Irritated perhaps but Tsuyo was sure he could ease the mans worries. Taking another sip as Kazu entered he would set the now empty glass down and turn to look the man over. A man who had everything Tsuyo desired. Power and the ability to rule over it. A nation at his finger tips. He could only choose to respect such an accomplished man. Still his apologies for the late hour left a sly smile on Tsuyo's face. A very cordial remark. He wondered if perhaps Kazu was finally beginning to value Tsuyo's designs as much as they deserved. After all so much had fallen into place nicely while Kazu kept people off his back. All the surviving criminal organizations now answered to Tsuyo. Only the rabble where left under their own guide. And they trembled to much in their holes to move in Aoi Bara territory. As well they should. As now with Tsuyo having taken up residence there was a new kind of criminal. And this kind of criminal was hard to predict and dangerous to cross. A beast on a war path.

Now as the man found a seat at the desk Tsuyo would move past him to sit behind the desk. A confident smile on his face as he sat back comfortably and listened to the concerns of the Kage before him. Very legit concerns of course. Still his right arm rested comfortably on the arm of the chair while his left arm bent at the elbow. His fingers stroking at the stubble on his chin as he thought over the Kazu's words as he spoke of his meeting with Mugen ever so briefly. Before he would nod and let his hand fall to rest in his lap as his right hand lowered to join it fingers intertwined. His voice was silky smooth and his words sounded practiced and slick. His preparations becoming more and more obvious as he went on.

"Of course my Lord. Your concerns do deserve some warrant. But these are concerns of mine I had since the beginning. If anyone where to find us surely it would lead to trouble and lots of blood shed. So I took precautions. When my people travel they travel first to another countries border. Then use water to wipe their trail or one of our disguised caravans. Each is skilled in their own regard of evading trackers. So if an operation does attract attention and a trail is picked up. Then it is lost somewhere other then Iwa. Normally towards which ever village is closest. Konoha missions cut into Kumo or Suna. Kumo missions into Konoha. Kiri missions into Konoha and Suna missions into who else but Konoha. All fingers will eventually point to Konoha if the nations discuss anything. And if spies enter into Iwa. Well our base of operations has a unique item. It hides us from the naked eye. Even you would not spot our base unless you knew exactly where it was. We are ghosts. And any new recruits have to be able to evade their country on their own."

Still the lord Kage wasn't finished His next inquiry was to be expected. The last mission that Tsuyo had taken a part in had been brutal with some rage involved. A few deaths had happened and those deaths where exceedingly gruesome. He had reacted a little more on the side of passion and less on planning but he had already laid out plans for handling the after math. Still as Kazu called the monsters cops Tsuyo felt his face frown in a brief wave of anger. Still even as his smile did not return. His tone remained comfortable.

"Those beasts where more then corrupt. The where lawless animals that preyed on your people. They killed women and children. They where stained with the blood of the innocent and my people could not turn a blind eye to such travesty. However I do understand that in return the police are making a show of looking for some one. As pesky as that is they know nothing of who they are searching for or where to begin. And we had spared a good deal of them to leak us information on more then just criminal activities. We are also keeping tabs on the police progress. Of course we can't simply trust lawless dogs not to betray us so we have leaked them each different information on where some of us might be and are monitoring the area's. If cops show up at these secluded area's then we know who betrayed us and we give you a name and evidence against the person. We even have a witness under our care if one is needed. A surviving child that was forced to watch her whole family die makes a great key witness. As for anything new. My people are training for things to come. I suppose you could say we are already laying low."

As the conversation drew longer, the Tsuchikage would raise his right hand below his chin before stroke under his neck as a habit of deep thought. He was quite intrigued with the answer his accomplice had just displayed, yet he wasn't going to show any trust, not yet. It was too early to get too 'buddy buddy' and he still felt that the man's 'special' group of individuals were still untrustworthy. These people were obviously from another village, and leaving they left their respective villages for a good reason or bad. Yet he would still continue to listen to the man speak before him. With his crimson hued lenses panning at his attire to think the young gentleman was doing well for himself, living the high life some would say. As happy as the Tsuchikage was for the man before him, he couldn't help but raise curiosity as to why someone with such strong ideals would leave a village. It was truly a flip of a coin when putting his trust unto the individual, as he could always turn on him later. Sure Kazu could end his life then and there and leave the premises without anyone questioning his actions, heck it would probably quell the anger between Konoha and Iwagakure. It wasn't simply the Tame attack, even before their was the tyrannical Rokudaime Tsuchikage 'Dengen' who through a temper tantrum and attempted to kill the Hokage. But alas, Kazu was not that kind of leader.

Analyzing the situation affront him, the Tsuchikage would hear the words spoken by the young gentleman before him before replying in a gentle tone.

"As it seems you seem to be one step ahead of your enemies, i'm glad you've taken the appropriate precautions. But in saying this you should trust no one, sure you've accepted new shinobi into your 'group,' but what says they kill you, take your belongings and roam to their next destination. You're enemy may not always be the individuals who you most suspect."

The Tsuchikage would sigh before speaking to the man once again. His white sleeve long shirt would flicker by the slow gusts that filled the room from the open window.

"Now, i have a job for you. This isn't an agreement, this is a mission you must complete for me. I want you to assemble a few of your men, and assasinate a certain powerful figure for me. But first, i must tell you the back story. The Daimyo of the Stone Country as caught wind of me, 'recruiting' a few missin-nin shinobi. I don't know how they've got this information but they have it now. I've invited the Daimyo to Iwagakure where you will assassinate him. He has a huge guard detail but I've got a man on the inside to help with the covert details. Any who, you need to execute the Daimyo and replace him with my 'man on the inside,' once that's done you'll be free to return to your 'hobby.' I can't have your men screw this up. But seeing as you haven't done too bad yet, this mission should be perfect. Are we understood?"

The Tsuchikage would keep a stern look at Tsuyo before him, he truly wanted to implement the 'serious' feeling that failure was unacceptable.

Tsuyo smiled at the first question. It was hardly far from something he had considered from the very beginning. The chances of some one turning on him and killing him. Or all of them turning on him for profit. But really he had left no need for such ideals for money. He ran a hand back through his hair as a coy smile played out on his face. Those clever silver eyes glistening as the fire place behind Kazu caught the light. He imagined what it would be like to cross that man. How the world would burn around them. It would inevitably cost him to much to be of any sort of profit. Even if he could waste the man he could not waste the country. Looking into the mans eyes he sensed much the same thoughts. If he wasn't so loyal to the man he would call it a stale mate. But he didn't keep the Kage in the loop to just use him. Kage where some one the people looked up to. Some one who had worked for what they had. And he didn't think Kage was doing this just for his own ideals. No. He was doing it for Iwagakure. He would remove the daimyo and replace him to keep the people safe. So he would answer the first statement with a few of his own.

"I see. You worry of anarchy and a lack of control. In your world loyalty is important and trust is rare. In my world loyalty is a fairy tale. Trust is poison. The tool I believe in is paranoia. Of those who work for me none would challenge me alone for fear of being outnumbered. But what if they had allies you ask? They come from different worlds. They know little of each other aside from each is lethal in their own way. Who to approach and be sure the information wouldn't get back to me? So alone they sit and wonder how and who while I build myself higher. As for doing it for profit. Why? Any comfort they want is provided and they are allowed to come and go as the please so long as they don't endanger us or go on a killing spree that brings attention to Iwa. We also promise to help them seek their vengeance. Giving them the hope that they no longer stand together. No I don't lose sleep over it."

Tsuyo would sit back and smile again before pulling out two cups. And then an `1892 vintage bottle of wine. Popping the cap with out a second thought. Letting it breath as he sniffed it. Before setting it down in an ice bucket he produced from under the desk. Before speaking again.

"That will be simple. If he is on his way here we will hit him an hour run out of town on the road. We have a couple of dead criminals with some impressive records. We can plant them at the scene. However why stop at just replacing him? You yourself can show up and burn some of the bodies. Escort the replacement into town yourself and be named a hero. That way the other politicians won't question any sudden change in heart. And your people will love you even more. Wine?"

The ANBU Agent of Iwagakure no Sato led Mitsuo Sarutobi through the village and into a building that didn’t look like what Mitsuo was expecting. This was certainly not the headquarters of the Tsuchikage and when he saw a sign above the door that said “Colt Arrensaul” he was even more convinced that this was not where he was supposed to be, though he still entered the building. Mitsuo was still covered in dried blood, his ANBU armour still being all he wore as his cloak had been destroyed in his fight in the desert. His long black hair was untied and messy, some of it covering his face, which was caked in dried blood. His green eyes, one an emerald and one a pale green had a determined look about them and he knew that he was at the most pivotal part of his plan. He would have been smiling if it wasn’t for the seriousness of the situation. Upon entering the building a maid was at the front and watched the dirty Konoha shinobi approach with an angry look on her face, clearly realizing she would be cleaning the mess he might be making. Mitsuo paid her look no heed and simply stood in front of her and waited for her to address him. Once she had finished attending to one of her duties, something that Mitsuo knew the feeling of oh to well, she turned to face the young shinobi and asked, “Can I help you young man?”

“I need to speak with the Tsuchikage immediately; it is a matter of the upmost importance. I have vital information that needs to be delivered to him in person. Please, where is his office.” The girl looked quite shocked. Apparently a blood soaked shinobi asking to see the Tsuchikage wasn’t something that she saw every day, and Mitsuo was beginning to get slightly irritated already at the fact that she wasn’t being a little quicker with his delicate situation. “Please miss, I need to see him now, just point me in the correct direction, I will accept the repercussions.”

“The Tsuchikage’s is currently in the master's office down the hall and to the right, you’ll notice it, but please…He is in a meeting with the master and they do not wish to be disturbed right now…” Mitsuo didn’t listen to the last things that the woman was saying as he began to make his way towards the office that she had mentioned as soon as she said it. He was being rash and he would probably get himself into trouble, but this had to be done. Mitsuo had to see the Tsuchikage immediately and nothing was going to stand in his way. He noticed the ANBU Agent was still following him, which didn’t really surprise him, but he had stopped before he got to the corner where Mitsuo turned, which he found odd.

As he made his way towards the door of the office he quickly noticed it was closed, and took a second to figure out what he was going to say. He could hear hushed voices coming from inside and hoped that whatever was happening inside wasn’t important enough that they would decide to try to kill him over his impatience. I am Hiruzen Hiroshi…no I need to be honest with the Tsuchikage…honestly will help me here…At least use my ANBU name... Mitsuo clutched onto his mask and sighed before opening the door and walking in, speaking his first words before really looking around.

“I apologize for the interruption, Tsuchikage-dono. My name is Sasori Chita, and…” He trailed off after finally taking a glance at the two people in the room. The first was an impressive figure, his long blond hair was falling over his face and he was tremendously handsome and powerful. Mitsuo imagined that this man was the Tsuchikage, Kazu Kanetsu, who he had heard a little about from back home. Kazu was an inspiring figure but it was not he who was the reason for Mitsuo’s stunned silence.

Standing in front of him was a man who was the spitting image of Mitsuo’s dead lover, Kimaru Hyuga. If Mitsuo hadn’t watched him die in his arms he would have thought it was him. He was dressed in a fine suit and his short hair was kept clean but Mitsuo couldn’t deny the uncanny similarities. It didn’t take him long to realise that he had met this man in the past, though briefly. This was the brother of his lover Kimaru, the man who had defected from Konohagakure no Kato all of those years ago; this was Tsuyo Hyuga. Mitsuo stood in shocked silence, simply staring at the slightly older shinobi, having completely forgotten what he was going to say. Tsuyo Hyuga was not somebody that he was expecting to run into in this place, or ever again, and he didn’t know what to feel. He was angry, he was sad, he was such a mixture of emotions that he had no way to describe it…

The gentle tone the man affront him spoke in gave a natural assurance to Kazu's plans.  For the Tsuchikage truly found his voice to be welcoming and understand and displayed as a 'peoples person' quite fittingly. As the Tsuchikages crimson hued lenses would pan across the bold white windowsill, his right hand seated within in the cotton domains of his pockets would lift up from its slumber and trace the hair behind his own ear. Maintaining his tern look, the Tsuchikage would nod slowly in acceptance to the man before hims words.


Glancing before him at the two glass cups that would sit atop the desk, the Tsuchikage would think to speak out to decline the offer of the wine. To be completely honest Kazu wasn't in the mood to drink and get comfortable, and he knew that if he'd stay for a glass of wine, he would certainly not finish until the bottle was left empty. As he began to speak out the door behind him would abruptly open in an outburst fashion. Immediately clenching his fist, the Tsuchikages crimson gaze would switch to the door allowing a man before him to stand at the doorway. Is this man trying to barge in and kill us? Did he hear something he shouldn't have? Who the fuck is this guy? Questions would arise through the Tsuchikages conscience as he questioned the man's intentions without speaking. With his right brow raised and his arms now side by side to his body, Kazu would prepare to slaughter the gentleman before him. That was until hearing his words play in a soothing melody before ending mid-sentence. Kazu had truly never seen the man at the doorway, this..... "Sasori Chita?" He was never heard of by Kazu and looked like no one he'd never seen before. Straightening his posture whilst keeping focused on the man before him, Kazu would speak out as he would notice that the two men in the room, somewhat knew each other. It was a giveaway by the enthralled expression the man at the doorway gave away. What did he know? keeping his serious facial expression to the gentleman at the door, Kazu would speak out in help of continuing his sentence.

Tsuyo listened as the man before him spoke. It would take a very small amount of time to set up but the window would be even smaller. He intended to take some of his most elite on this task. Annihilating the enemy forces and allowing no survivors. It was a challenging task considering who the target was. But no one was safe once targeted by the Aoi Bara and so far their efforts had brought forth Iwa from the ruins it once was. This Daimyo who judged the solution that was in all reasonable processes harmless would tear his own country back down just because of Ideals like tradition. While honorable the world needed change. And such a liberal man would never allow the world to evolve. Nor did he have any solutions to the problem. Yes he would target this Daimyo and replace him to save the country. He would be the Hidden champion.

He smiled even as the wine was denied. He would enjoy it to himself then and perhaps invite the maid for a drink and a roll in the sheets. After all he saw the envy in her eyes. He couldn't help but smirk though. Kazu impressed him. The other nations he was almost entirely sure would hunt his kind. View them as targets and threats. But This man before him was entirely different. He viewed them as tools. Tsuyo had no illusions that the man viewed him as an ally. And if it would benefit Iwa enough, He might even turn them over to the respected nations they where from. His grey eyes watched the man before he pulled out a smoke. He was in the process of reaching for a lighter when the door burst open. While in the drawer his hand went to the letter opener and gripped it as his eyes went to the man who had burst in. His own eyes narrowing as the face triggered a memory. Ah yes his Brothers secret obsession. Or was it lover by now? He had never known the two to be apart. Did that mean his brother was here now? His eyes traveled over the Anbu gear caked in blood. If his brother was here was he ANBU? Was he alright?

His gaze turned and gauged Kazu's reaction. The man was prepared to kill this person. But Tsuyo needed answers. So he let Kazu speak and quietly got up before placing a hand on his shoulder. His voice a soothing sound barely above a whisper.

"Come now My lord Kage. Surely this man means no harm. The Anbu do not announce themselves under normal intentions. I wish to hear why he is so eager to see you at such an hour. And who led him here as well."

With that he calmly walked past Mitsuo. His stance was comfortable as he placed a hand on either of the double doors and silently pulled them closed. Before moving over to the window and leaning against the ledge. Lighting his smoke and taking a drag. Crossing one arm over his chest and resting the elbow of the other arm in its hand. Holding the smoke next to his mouth.

"Speak boy. I don't control the man. He may yet intend to kill you."

Now make sure the words that expel from your mouth are of use to me, or they may be your last. Mitsuo’s mind wasn’t completely all there for the moment, still processing the information that he had just found out. He had been the head of Konohagakure no Kato’s Konoha after all. Even when the death threat came from the blonde he didn’t flinch, and nearly smirked.

Does he think he can kill me? Does he think he can so simply dispatch of Konoha no Kensei? The Chita Sennin? The man who killed Hao Uchiha? Who does he think he’s dealing with, eh nii-san?

Mitsuo looked back towards him, a cooler steeled look briefly flashing across his face as the ANBU side of him had seemed to take over, something that he had to consciously supress as he didn’t want to cause any issues. In all likelihood the two of the men in the room would easily dispatch of him, but he didn’t want to test that theory and calmed himself instead, carefully thinking of his next words. He was surprised again though when Tsuyo spoke. This man who had committed heinous crimes against Konohagakure no Kato stood before him now and spoke up for him. Was it possible that, even after all these years, after Mitsuo had changed so much, he still recognised him? It wasn’t a farfetched idea and Mitsuo could see it being the case, as he did spend more than enough time with Kimaru before Tsuyo had departed from the village.

Speak boy. I don't control the man. He may yet intend to kill you. There it was again, the idle threat that lingered in the room like an unwanted guest, which to be fair is exactly what he was. He tried not to go to that place, instead showing both of his hands to show that he was not holding a weapon before beginning to speak once more.

“I apologize, Lord Tsuchikage, for I have had a most treacherous voyage. As I have said, I am Sasori Chita, former,” He nearly spat the word as he spoke it, barbed with poison, “Head of Konoha’s ANBU Black Ops. I have bested foes such as the traitor Synn Karisuma and the international terrorist Hao Uchiha, but apparently that wasn’t good enough for my village. It took everything from me, including attempting to take my life. In an attempt to save myself, I faked my own death, and escaped with my life and everything else that I could.” He slowly pulled out three objects and approached the Tsuchikage, bowing slightly once more in keeping with his decorum while dealing with anther Kage. He handed him the ANBU mask that marked him out as the Head of Konoha’s ANBU, the special patterns and kanji on the mask stating as much. “My mask, a showing of truth.” If the kage was to take it that was fine, if not he would place it on the desk and then proceed to pull out a small book with the words “Bingo Book” written in small writing on the front. He would once again hand this to the Tsuchikage, or place it on the desk depending on his reaction. He wasn’t sure what this Tsuchikage knew of Tsuyo Hyuga, and he didn’t know if he would be exposing him, but now was not the time to second guess his actions. “My Bingo Book, a showing of trust.”

As he looked towards the Tsuchikage and reached his hand towards his armour once more he nearly lost his resolve for what he was about to do, this next action being the hardest thing he would have had to do in his life so far. As he reached into his armour he pulled out three folders which he had brought with him. Inside were copies of the files that he had kept, the first one having profiles on every shinobi in Konohagakure no Kato who had either lived there or had visited since his tenure as ANBU Captain, the second holding the ANBU Roster and guard rotations of the village, and the third holding all of the defensive plans and the layout of the village. This information was his bargaining chip of sorts, and he did not wish to give up the village that he loved, but he reminded himself that it needed to be done. He handed the files to the Tsuchikage and looked him right in the eye.

“And these files, all of my files entrusted to me by the Hokage, Takeshi Uzumaki, who has betrayed me. These files will give you anything you wish to know about The Village Hidden in the Leaves and all of its shinobi. I gift these to you as a showing of my sacrifice and loyalty.” Mitsuo got down on a knee in front of the Tsuchikage, bowing his head and planting a fist on the ground, as he would when addressing the Hokage. He could feel the oddly new weight of the blade Messiah strapped to his back as he did so, his Nodachi gifted to him before leaving the village. His next words were said softly but determinedly. “I have been betrayed by my village, Lord Tsuchikage, and in being betrayed I have sought you out. It is no secret that Konoha and Iwa do not get along, your nin Tame having destroyed nearly half of our village and killed the Hokage Tatsumaru Uchiha not long ago, but in that I have come to you. The Enemy of my enemy is my friend, and I hope you will be my friend in this. I come asking you for sanctuary, to allow me to live here in peace and work under you. Nobody knows I am still alive, and nobody knows I am here. I am untraceable by all and I will not cause you trouble.” With those words he kept knelt and looked towards the ground, taking the Nodachi Messiah in his free hand and holding it up to Kazu, still inside its casing so that it would not seem like a threat. He could only hope that, while putting himself at the Tsuchikage’s mercy he would not be stricken down in the process, for that would put an abruptly short end to his mission of saving Konohagakure no Kato from the corruption that ate them from within.

A deep itch would begin to expand across the Tsuchikages throat as the 'to the point meeting' began to grow longer. Kazu simply had no intention of having an unexpected visitor to simply 'pop in' uninvited so a great annoyance would come to view across his facial expression. But nonetheless, Kazu would soon sway toward what the man before him had gone through. A Konoha shinobi? Sasori Chita? Taking in the information the man before him would deliver, Kazu would raise his right hand to his own temple before soothingly gliding his index finger across his cheek. It was a habit when in deep thought, as his crimson gaze would stay focused on Satori. This man has seriously done his research, and on top of that if he's true to his word, he'll be a huge asset to the village. Keeping a calm mind whilst gazing upon the man before him, Kazu would inhale a long deep breath of air before expelling it soothingly in attempt to think more clear. Continuing to listen to Sasori, crimson hued lenses would watch an anbu mask and book placed upon Mr. Kajira's desk. The Tsuchikage would walk up side by side with Sasori before picking up the book and gazing upon it's contents.

"Sasori, your sanctuary is granted, i'm assuming you didn't expect me to approve you, even with such little information i know about you, but the fact is..... i can feel your words tremble after each breath you take, you truly have gone through alot haven't you?"

The Tsuchikage would deliver a comforting smile to Sasori before glaring at Mr. Kajiya.

"Mr. Kajiya, I think i've found a new member for the task. Whether he proves himself on the battlefield or not, i want you to welcome him into your home with open arms. But...... Sasori.. Don't take my compassion for granted. I make every decision based on the good of my village. So unfortunately i must make it clear not to cross me. Also, i would like to say, that if you are to stay in Iwagakure, you are a child of mine. I will bestow upon you the greatest honor i can give, the will of stone. You may think, what the fuck do i need this shitty will for? But it's been the only thing that's kept our village alive for generations. Our village is a family, and you are now it's new son. I'm not too sure if keeping your name from Konoha is smart. Even thought i'm assuming that isn't your name because keeping facts about yourself is rather smart and i don't mind if you don't tell me. Just like Mr. Kajiya here, you're looking for a new beginning, and i'm here to offer you just that."

The Tsuchikage would keep his heart warming smile before closing the Konoha bingo book and keeping it by his side. With his left hand grasping the Anbu mask, an enormous amount of chakra would pool across the Tsuchikages arm before transmuting into yoton chakra. The chakra across his hand would begin to cloak his entire fist before morphing into lava, consistently warping around his arm allowing his kekkai genkai to come to life before him. Whilst holding the ANBU mask with his lava soaked hand, the Anbu mask would swiftly corrode before reverting to black dust which would pile across the ground. Kazu would look at Sasori once again before addressing him.

"I'm sorry for the mess Kajiya, but, i have now uplifted the curse of the man Sasori once was. You are now a son of mine, and i want you to cherish this moment for the rest of your life. This is your rebirth."

The Tsuchikage's smile would simmer down allowing a cold expression to come to view.

"So i must take my leave. Is there anything else?"

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