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Tales from the Border-Lands: Vol. 1

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Before they had been friends, before they had been enemies - before it all, they were simply ninja across borders. It didn't start that way: though those stories were written and have passed, the space between had not been filled.

Between the highlights, between the highs and the lows, the rise of their friendship and the collapse of their relationship - this is that story...

These are a series of oneshot adventures that were "not aired" - taking space between various points of their shared timelines using the liquid time function before it inevitably and irrevocably broke apart.

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Laying in wait, Akira had been waiting for all too long now. His Kusarigama at the ready.

Many targets fled to the likes of Hot Springs country because it was a neutral country. Contrary to popular belief, that did not always save them. This was one such mission where he had been waiting at the border, it had been a week of wait - and he'd switched up his directions. Little had he known that as a Chunin, his teammates would also be back from their positions soon as well. Not only that: they would not be alone as this was a target that had irked a few different lands and they would find themselves not alone soon.

Still - the waiting had paid itself off because Akira felt a rush of adrenaline as his target came into sight with backpack lightly dropping down to their tailbone.

It sprung out - a thorn, the noise of the chain rang true first as it caressed through the air and just high enough over the shoulder of his target that it clipped the man on its way past, and using his chain, flicked it down: which ended up digging into their upper collarbone and chest, and the teenager would give a mighty tug as he pulled the man back as a yelp dug out from their mouth, eventually meeting the man halfway between his hidden position and where he had been, and a thump between the two bodies as the teenager grabbed at the man's mouth with his fingers to hide the noise: the right hand twisting the Kusarigama's top hilt to make the blade dislodge and turn against their neck - and a sudden slice, and then letting the newly formed carcass slump against his own body as he dropped it to the floor quietly.

Akira took a breath out: slowly. One successful. It seemed that his ostentatious orange dress was still good enough not to be noticed among the yellows and greens of the land. It was certainly more green than what he was used to in the Land of Stone - much less up in the mountains which had been his livelihood. It had been some considerable months since he had graduated and become a Chūnin, and outside of a visit to the land of stone he hadn't much opportunity to leave Tsuchi no Kuni. This? This was good. Hopefully his teammates and their checkpoints would also have their targets under control as well - this was an organized event... Too bad they didn't have radios! Checking the man's things - he kneeled down, beginning to work his way through the pockets. A minute passed: he tutted. Nothing.

Then into the backpack as he pulled it from the man - as well as relocating on account of the blood. He would need to ... dirt over that. The smell of iron filled the air, cutting through the rather pleasant scents of the sandalwood trees. "Damn it." Akira huffed to himself - the diamond, where was it?

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[Oonakayama Arashi]

Tales from the Borderlands Vol.1 TAG. Akira WORDS. xxx NOTES:

"Ha....ha....Oh...f#@k...Ha...ha..shit.." Arashi would wheeze as she held her hand to her chest, her eyes scanning to the side of her as she saw the group of women seem to move onward. The training of a huntress was not for the faint of heart. Her mother had told her that, but it had been suggested that since she was no longer a Genin, she need to consider a specialization in which to best use her abilities. In truth, the girl had assumed that being a walking fortress had been enough, but apparently, her performance in the exams had not been exactly worth much. If she were being honest, they had been a disaster. Granted, she passed, but she had barely managed to so much as live through it. Between the water pit, the crazed Hyuuga, and the sparring itself, she had only managed to show that she was capable to a certain degree... So with her smartest of ideas, she asked her mother for help and she got it. A year's worth of help. With some of the strongest, swiftest, and most dedicated groups of huntress the Saeko had, and they had wanted to start the day with a marathon run. There was a reason why so few ever drew on such roles in the clan, but it was ideal if she wished to improve both physically and mentally. Mentally, Arashi felt fine...it was the physical part that was the problem. Something that was constantly told to her in fact. Your mother was much bigger at your age... Is she really the granddaughter of the Chief? A breeze could knock that girl down before a punch Fair comments, but still didn't make her feel any better about her progress so far in the last few months... Nor did today give her any confidence either... As she struggled for breath, leaning against a tree, she saw the others stop for a moment, seeming to be waiting on her once more. The annoyance was clear as day, but Arashi was too winded to make a snarky remark. In the end, the group would seem to halt, the older of the females making her way over as she spoke to the winded girl. "ደህና ነሽ ታናሽ እህት?(Are you okay little sister?) Arashi would nod, waving her hand as she placed it back upon her knees. In gasping once more for breath, the woman would then sigh as she spoke. "ምንአልባት ዝግጁ ስትሆን...ይቀላቀሉን...የሆት ምንጮች የጋራ ግቢ ውስጥ እንገናኛለን...(Perhaps when you are ready...you will join us...we will meet at the common grounds of the Hot Springs...) Arashi nodded, showing a weak smile as the women began again, moving further into the distance as they allowed her to catch her breath. "Humiliating..." Slumping down to the ground, Arashi would then finally find her second wind, only to have it taken by the sharp scent of iron in the air. "Blood?...Here?" As she began to look around, her nose would continue to pick up the odor as she narrowed her eyes with a calm expression. It was close but near an area of trees. Picking herself up from the ground, the girl would start to stagger slightly, only to finally pull herself together for a moment as she found her knees weak. Technically, she wasn't even supposed to be on duty, but still, it wasn't as if she could just ignore if someone was in trouble. Drawing closer, she saw someone going through what looked like two bodies, both having fallen into a trap of some sort. It was a bit out of place considering the peaceful landscape, but then again, what was peaceful for some, wasn't for everyone. Keeping low to the ground, Arashi continued to watch them from the brush, feeling her breaths grow softer as she focused on what she had learned so far. Silent breaths, limited movements, be at one with your surroundings. Wait for the right moment... With the figure still distracted, Arashi continued to wait, seeing their gaze shift toward one of the packs left on a body. As they did, she'd strike, lunging out from the brush as she tackled them to the side. "Not a fan of poachers...but even less of a fan of murderers..." As she bared her teeth while pinning their arms against the ground, her eyes would remain narrowed before beginning to recognize the features beneath her. Orange hair to be the first thing. Next was the scent. "The hell...?"

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With one arm he scratched his pale forearm. "Damn it..." the young man repeated. Akira was not successful even as he ravaged through the various pockets, looking no different to the common bandit.

So he stood up, grabbing his weapon as he did - and he looked in no particular direction as he pondered what was next in this? Hopefully his teammates were more successful - "OOmp-" the sharp way his head flung to one side while being pushed in the other was not comfortable, but then again being attacked rarely was - whoever had done it with such a position as to prevent him from having any true access to his weaponry. It caught him by surprise and though he rumbled against the floor, Akira tried to hold the kusari - aiming that he would absolutely slit the throat of whoever had tried to get him first, but up close: it would be hard, since a curved blade at an awkward angle would mean that his wrist would only have limited flexibility: maybe he could overpower them just a little- Akira readied himself to headbutt the new bandit.

And lords, genjutsu would not save him here! Head worried into overdrive but not yet to the position or need that his chakra would stir, a sign that a bijuu was waiting for just the right moment. But those pure blue orbs contrast against that of another -

"You!" Akira spoke, energetically. The sneer and grit teeth disappeared in a moment as he realised it had been the Sunagakure shinobi. The immediate worry with the bared teeth in response was that it was going to dig into his throat: the black hair and unkemptness of the girl were the first things he'd noticed before the familiarity kicked in and he didn't like his chances. But it was a friend! Well. He had to charismatically disarm her first.

"It's a mission, unfortunately..." Akira - as a gesture of good will, Akira would let go of the Kusarigama and while the ball and chain was already grounded; the the scythe part would clatter against the floor: and he would palm open handed at her as his body relaxed.

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[Oonakayama Arashi]

Tales from the Borderlands Vol.1 TAG. Akira WORDS. xxx NOTES:

"My name is Arashi..." History had more than shown her that Iwagakure nin were the scum of the earth. If anything else, her having one pinned to the ground right now should have been followed by her stabbing them relentlessly until death. Of course, this particular Iwa nin had also saved her life. He could have left her to dead during the exams and allowed her to drown, but he didn't. In fact, he had gone so far as to save her. As she noted the curved blade in his hand, along with his more than serious demeanor and open palmed gesture with the weapon. If he was going to attempt to use it, he would have attempted with the ball at the end, though he hadn't. It was possible that he had figured out his chances were slim in getting it to impact, which would have been right, depending on Ichibi's mood. But still, it was a gesture of non-hostilities none the less. She paid at least that much attention in class, leading to drawing closer as she pushed deeper into him. "On who?" Letting him up on just take notion alone would have been stupid. A mission could include a number of things. People, places, objects. Considering how close they were to the neutral grounds, they could be assassinating someone from Kaze no kuni. Which, would be bad. She knew that much. Plus, these were non shinobi lands, so any aggression was supposed to be forbidden...wasn't it? "Yea...I'm that curious..."

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Well, obviously Akira knew Arashi's name! It had stuck in his mind, and it was hard to forget a traumatic event like the exams - where he had claimed his first true death, and that was its own mind game to play that he blamed himself for Hitomi's death. What a stupid fight, and unnecessary it had been because he himself had been too eager to protect himself. "Uh... Yes." He blurted out haphazardly as if to take heed to her warning.

It was a bit intimidating, mind - to have Arashi press into him if not a little exciting as well - only when the fear had actually faded, but still his gut told him to watch his back: Sunagakure were not revered or known to be the forgiving type, so his history books told him. On who? Akira had gestured using his head and his eyes: if they wandered she would have seen the feet first: it wasn't like he had chosen to do a burial for the person. "I should warn you I have teammates who might come by soon." Sapphire blue orbs without irises would stare at Arashi. "We had some targets flee captivity -" that was half true. They'd first stolen a quite large diamond which was worth a hell of a lot to the right person, and then a slew of smaller pieces of rare minerals. " and make off with some expensive goods." If she had the means to detect if he was lying then maybe he would have to add on more - but right now he was more keen in getting some sense of safety back.

"I don't... suppose you were out here for the same reason?" Maybe there was a chance if hey - piss off one person, why not piss off a bunch? Maybe Arashi was out here for the same reason? The Jinchuuriki blinked.

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There was silence between the two as Arashi remained on top of her target, listening to him speak as she narrowed her eyes down on him. As far as she knew, he was here hunting for information on any possible enemy to Iwagakure, or by what she could tell, killing random people. History wasn't any kinder to Iwagakure than any other nation that had caused harm to Sunagakure. At worst, it was far harsher due to their actions. Of course, the twist side was the action that came before those events. Things of which she knew, it was in the past now. Things in the past were best left there. Just not forgotten... So the mention of his teammates being close by didn't really phase her, but it was a concern as she silently frowned at him. Though as the rest came, she'd raise her brow upon hearing of them attempting to recapture escapees. Along with these same people making off with stolen goods. From what she had been learning from the Saeko, a person who was lying would often give off a mixed arrangement of smells. Most notable would be sweat, while often not visible it was there. They'd also often avoid trying to give off any visible cues to such deception, such as less movement. Eye movement, speed of voice and short responses. These were things to look out for, and she was getting some of that, but not a lot. Meaning either he was telling the truth, or he was giving her only so much... Though when the question came of just what she was doing here, the young girl would rise off him as she backed away, sliding to her feet as she began to brush herself off. "Training..." He smelled like blood, and from the aroma coming off the dead men, it matched up that he killed them. "So....were those them?" Gesturing toward the two men, she'd rest one hand on her hip as she held a calm expression.

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She was training? "Training." He repeated her blandly as his tone skipped a beat. He supposed that he had been there for one reason so why wouldn't she be there for another? Distrust in him grew that she might not have been telling the truth, while in reality it was just a projection of the fact that he was lying by omission and it was a way of his subconscious alleviating the guilt, since it wasn't like he had wanted to lie to her.

Well, she had him there. "They match the description and they were in the area at the time they were meant to be." but what Akira hadn't produced to Arashi as a 'yes' - on account of the fact that could he be sure without holding a fat fucking diamond in his hand? Absolutely not. He didn't know these people by face, and they hadn't been provided with a photo.

Surely: that would have meant that either they had hidden it, were the wrong person, or something he hadn't accounted for. As he adjusted his orange - just like she had, he would pick up the Kusarigama and chain it against himself like it usually was held. "You're taller." Akira would slyly smile at her. It had been a few months since the exams, and while she had been short - he had grown a few inches as well. Akira would have a little time to kill before the rendevouz, because he had yet again - bent the truth a little bit. He absolutely did have some people who would have come looking for him if he didn't show up, but he would have been long dead before that point if Arashi had chosen the former.

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"Ack....I...." She was ready to argue and clearly defend against the point made. Not only in regard to the fact that his tone seemed to show some hesitation, but even the comment of her height. Granted, it had been some time since the two had seen each other, so the notion of her developing in someway was tempting considering her struggles in training as a huntress. So rather than do so, she'd just roll her eyes as her face showed slight tints of crimson beneath her cheeks, resting her hand upon her hip before then glancing back at the bodies. "You too..." In saying this, Arashi would then take another sniff of the air, prompting her to realize that it was indeed only a matter of time before his team would come and look for him. That meant, him talking to a Sunagakure nin would probably not be the best look for him. Of course, the same could be said on her side also. "Anyway...umm...ya should probably go and meet with your team..." There was a brief pause as she began to consider just what else had been said. They were supposed to have also been thieves right? Yet, it looked like their bags had already been sacked. Perhaps what Akira had been doing before she got here, yet he didn't seem to be carrying anything aside from his weapon. It could have been nothing, but there was a bit of suspicion there. If not building upon what she was already unsure of in terms of his story. "So I'll let ya get back to it...and we both pretend like we didn't see each other..." Nodding her head, it seemed like a fair compromise. They were known as enemies as far as their villages were concern, which meant logically, they couldn't very well go and hang out. More than that, he had his mission to finish. "It was...cool seeing ya again...even though ya still a weirdo..."

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Akira would lightly smile, and then chuckle a few times. "Sorry, pal." He'd not intended on doing it with making he feel embarassed.

When it had been reflected, he would look up - like at his own hair, adjusting his absurd orange one piece. "uh? You think so?" He knew so. He'd gained shy of a foot in their last meeting, on account of a much needed growth spurt way past overdue. It'd even been fun to make fun of his sisters, given that he was among the 'shorter' of them, like Kyoko for example.

Akira would nod at her, that was likely the best option. It wasn't good to fraternise with 'the enemy'. "Well. Thanks for not killing me!" The young man grinned, his sapphire orbs glinting from the sun out at her through the thin canopies of the spring wind and sun. That would be it then, he supposed. They would need to be off. "Yeah, you're right. See you on some other mission, perhaps?" There was some hopeful glint there but it mostly came out as humorous banter, but it wasn't like two singular people happened across one another in two separate countries at similar times.

Except, that would be the case. He'd re-socketed his weaponry as a show of good faith for her and Satori was happy enough to turn tail with all of his hairs intact. He swivelled on the ball of his foot, and stopped - turning back. "Hey - Arashi-san?" There was the polite tinge on his voice. Just the hint of eagerness. "I'm gonna wrap this mission up and there's the town Anazawa some thirty kliks from here?" Was he... maybe.

"I suppose I'll be back tracking through that place, and given I'm just a Chunin I'll need to get back to Iwagakure pretty promptly. But - I'm out here and I could always move at a faster pace later..." There was a glimmer of hope in his voice.

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It seemed as if that was that, and honestly it was probably for the best that she didn't ask any more questions. After all, it wasn't any of her business and it was now clear that he wasn't here to try and start trouble. Not that she'd have to worry about that, considering that the neutral grounds had their own form of security. Still, as she prepared to get herself ready to go, Akira would stop her as he began to explain just where he might be going next. There was a moment of pause as he continued, leading to the young girl holding a blank expression as he seemed to be suggesting that they perhaps meet up later. "Wait...are ya actually askin me to hang out?" Raising her brow, the Suna nin would then rest her hand upon her hip, allowing the other to linger at her side as she smirked at him. It was clear that he was, but having the boy admit it was way more fun. Granted, every instinct in her should have been going against such a idea. After all, their nations were enemies and if nothing else, she should be trying to meet back up with the huntresses of the Saeko clan to prepare for their journey back. "Cause...I mean...if ya are...I could probably...see ya there?" Nations aside, it would be an interesting change of pace to say the least. Not that she didn't appreciate the Saeko clan, but if she was getting anywhere with her training, she didn't see it. Perhaps a break would do her some good. Even if it were just for a couple of hours. What was the worst that could happen?

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Akira shrugged his shoulders. "If I'm not too much of a bore. I did save your life after all." Having referenced their exams previous. Would it have hurt to get to know her? Akira had only ever known propaganda his entire life surrounding Sunagakure. And Arashi didn't feel like the 'big bad' that had been ironed out to him in the way the offensives had been shown.

Sure, Iwagakure had certainly done a lot of the attacking but they'd also been hit too. It was a warped view but that was the practice of a society that was indifferent to the enemy; one that had revised the actions and in the hurt they had caused in retaliation had only perpetuated the cycle of hatred.

Akira would wave as he took off. That did mean that his next steps were taking to the agreed rendezvous - finding out that the target had been among of the others. It had not been a simple mission but it had been a quick one. Akira felt... not great about his interaction with someone who may or may not have been innocent. The place that he'd actually referenced had been another half hour on the run. On second inspection it was more of a country artery that he had realised. 'I hide it well enough?' Akira thought to himself. Maybe he should have gone back.

And there - Akira would recognise a face and his features would contort. The man had been walking down a pathway laughing and - no. It couldn't be. On Akira's face, confusion and then concern broke on his face. Right there he hadn't been noticed and would quickly do a sort of step-skip.

That was their target. But now alone, out in the field by himself and in a crowded place... his teammates had said they'd done the job and confirmed kill - and confirmed the target. The second thought was there was a possibility he wasn't going to run into Arashi tonight. A shame: but his work came first. The man began, peeking around a corner as he watched Hanzo turn into a building. A food place: given that he could see their legs hanging out from underneath one of the seats... did he wait? Well. He had to.

Akira sighed, but given that he expected they were going to be there for the foreseeable future he took out a notepad to write some notes.

Nariko may have incorrectly identified the target. Saw ... Kosuge street... began reconnaisance to confirm finding.

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"Ya didn't save my life....ya just...prevented my death....sides from what I recall ya got points for it so it ain't like ya did it for nothin..." Crossing her arms over her chest, Arashi would narrow her gaze before then releasing a breath before smiling slightly as he began to make her way out. It was likely that she'd see him there, a strong likelihood in fact. Of course, that meant that she'd have to find a way to get there without the others knowing. As much as she loved the Saeko, she also knew that the eyes there would not be willing to leave her for a second. So upon rejoining the group, she'd engage in the bonding activity of enjoying the hot springs. The long soak within the heated water was enough to give some strength to the young girl's limbs, as though stimulating her muscles to be ready for more. Though as the time lingered on, the next activity was more so related to enjoying a meal together. If the Saeko were known for one thing, it was their appetite. Which, in truth was strongly related to their growth physically. Arashi had always been an eater to a certain degree. Though she often missed meals when she had lived in the outskirts of Sunagakure, preferring to keep her pack fed more than herself, her mother had begun to encourage the idea of her eating a bit more to help prompt a more balanced lifestyle. In truth, seeing a lot of what was presented before her made her feel sick. Not due to food, but the amount that was placed before her. Much like a toddler, she felt as if she were picking at her plate, but as more members of the clan seemed to look at her with almost confusion, she attempted to consume more as to avert their gaze. Though this only made her feel as if she were bloated, causing her to simply rush out of the room and quickly to the nearest space that gave her a chance to breathe. "Kami what the hell does eatin that much prove?!" As she felt herself gagging, she'd hear a knock as one of the older members of the clan spoke. "We prepare to leave after meal...how you feel?" It was nice that they were attempting to speak in a language she was more used to. Despite her being capable of speaking the Clan tongue, it was easier for her to express herself more freely when she could just be natural. "Okay...just...hehe...somethin I ate...I'll just rest for a bit and be ready to go..." With the sound of footsteps leaving the door, Arashi would begin to scan the room for a window, prompting her to move out of it as she jumped down to the ground below. "With the way they eat, I'll have at least an hour...two tops..." That said, she managed to get as far as the entrance as she felt someone quickly touch her shoulder. "Meal time is moment for Clan to join and be one. It is to create unity with each other as we do with the hunt..." Seeing the larger female standing behind her, Arashi would then blink as she held an almost sheepish grin. "Um...I just wanted to get some air?" "Understandable...but Kasumi wished for you to try...so you will try yes?" Lowering her head, Arashi would then sigh before nodding as she was guided back. All she had to do was try right? Okay...easy...she'd try and then leave....no problem...right?

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