[Hyuga Kayaku]

needs must when the Devil drives. If one were to venture northeast of Konohagakure and followed one of Hi no Kuni's many rivers, there was a chance that they could stumble upon an intense yet graceful display of martial prowess. A man said to have parted the living world seemingly defied the laws of nature or at least mortal rumor; to train late into the night. Along a random stretch of riverbank, the shinobi officially known as Hyuga Kayaku exercised his body beneath a large milky moon. The Hyuga stood with only a pair of tan colored pants that were worn by the Hyuga of his generation. His shirt and othe belongings sat near the base of a tree overlooking the calm river. The Hyuga himself stood completely still in a crouched ram position; starting his warm ups. Kayaku would make sure that he pushed his body further today, there were many shinobi in the younger generation who were pushing themselves to be at their best, to even mention the rare few like himself who had gained a semblance of real power; if only to survive. While there were much more those of his caliber could learn, the little power the Hyuga did have enabled him to live past their 20s. A feat which some of his generation did not accomplish. The Hyuga recently decided that he'd push himself even further beyond his current abilities; all the while walking down his own unbeaten path to enlightenment. Despite having just begun, the stance made it seem like an eternity at the time, his legs feeling the pressure from the straining position. The former heir and once prodigal child of Hi no Kuni's highly trained muscles tensed yet he didn't break form. Swiftly leaning forward, each of his thumbs trenched themselves into the grass covered ground. This type of late night training had become common to the fallen Hyuga. After all, the world thought him to have perished and he enjoyed the peace of mind the sentiment brought. Painful grunting came from him as he had now pushed his entire body weight upward into the air, his only support being the soles of his thumbs. The grunting from his cries continued as he pushed up, continuing again and again. Eventually he'd gain rhythm and pace, his face had turned as red during the strenuous workout. Veins ripped through his skin as if they were about to burst from the stress on his body. However, this wasn't the most dramatic part of his physical appearance. That title was held by the many black patches of skin that covered his entire body; including his exposed torso and face. Without breaking concentration due to the increasing pain, he'd continued to execute the rather inhumane exercise. Kayaku's body felt as if he was about to burst, though this wasn't necessarily a bad thing as it meant his muscles were receiving a proper workout. Biting a hold of his lip, he endured the stressful conditions while surveying the area with his Byakugan; taking note of the few chakra signatures in the area that could stumble upon him His shoulders were relaxed and leveled evenly with his breathing, his mind clear. A doe and her young had stopped at the river to quench their thirst no more than an arms length from the Hyuga. The man had not flinched an inch or ended his exercise during the encounter. Rather, Kayaku the recently self-proclaimed warrior monk and mountain man, for a brief moment in time, appeared to be a part of nature itself. "You're a long ways from home aren't you little baby boyo? " the Hyuga abruptly said to what or rather who the doe had been avoiding. " Alright might as well, show yourself or I'll come in there and force you out"

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Byakugan Active | Constant.

[Gure Rokurou]

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Silver light fell on the world, everything was a bit brighter due to the lack of clouds in the sky, it made traveling a bit easier. Northeast of Konohagakure was too close to stop for the night when the conditions were this good. The ruffle of a map and dark eyes found follow the marks on it, committing the path he needed to take to memory. [break][break]

Rokurou had been on a mission, one of the rare ones these days as he spent most of his time at the gate checking papers and files. It had been a simple delivery - though the cargo had been too precious to hand to a genin. The dark haired chuunin was doing quite well and was making good time, however eventually he had to split from the path as he knew a faster way to the village. The rivers had been used to travel by before and the paths he had available to him would only lead him in a large circle around adding hours to his trek. [break][break]

And that would be how he found himself following a deer track, limiting the sounds he made as the loudest of them put him a little on edge - even if they were created by himself. The young man would freeze when another sound was made, his head snapping up and dark eyes were wide. A deer. He sighed, his shoulders deflating and tension releasing, his hand retreating from the kunai holster on his leg. The sounds of running water soon guided him closer and the trees thinned out some, once he had the river in sight and was out of the thick of the woods, he saw the deer standing at the water. How cute...  [break][break]

Movement. Dark hair, worn trousers and a weathered body. His body reacted before his mind caught up with him, pulling him a step back and into the shadow of a tree. The bark was rough under his hand and would provide little protection if the other was hostile. His eyes narrowed as he studied him. It took a moment. The man looked strong. Far stronger than any he had seen in the village, really. His heart stuttered in his chest, his instinct told him to retreat. Your body knew trouble when it saw it, even if you knew no reason for teh classification. [break][break]

Might as well show yourself or I'll come in there and force you out.[break][break]

Definitely trouble. [break][break]

Roku took a controlled breath, steeling himself for the encounter. The man was strong. Could it be Roku could be faster? Or perhaps... all he needed was a quick set of seals and lock the man to the ground. Just to buy himself time. What would be best? Show fear and have him take pity? Show nothing and hope he was left alone? Wasn't this just the same as in the academy? Hand over whatever they waned and avoid a beating and being terrorized for the rest of the week? But... Kazui would disagree. Perhaps Yuuta would too. Issei would surely either beat this dudes ass or Roku's if he found out. Fuck, you are supposed to be a shinobi. The first line of defense against intruders sneaking in. Get it together![break][break] 

After the first few stiff steps he put one hand in the pocket of his jacket, fiddling with the triangular dice set. His body was tense, his back straight as an arrow. His palms were sweat and his heart was beating rapidly in his chest. But he faced the stranger regardless. Inky black eyes met with pale lilac. Hyuuga. Shit. [break][break]

Okay maybe it wasn't so bad. Yet the more he stared at the man's face, the more he felt dread creep up on him. He had never seen this man around the village. He was suddenly painfully aware of the moonlight and how it must be illuminating the dark jacket and the metal plate with the Konoha leaf sewed onto his shoulder and the smaller embroidered leaf on the front of the jacket. 

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[Hyuga Kayaku]

That which does not kill us makes us stronger Executing a final push upwards with his thumbs before standing to his feet, Kayaku decided not to even bother with the younger shinobi. In his experience when dealing with children or rather those younger than he were, would always end up with him having to break out of prison. Finally heeding these past situations Kayaku simply decided to ignore the younger shinobi and shamelessly leave without so much as another word. The man’s byakugan could clearly see the fear taking over the boy’s body, the way his body tensed and stiffened to control his body’s natural reaction to someone like Kayaku. Luckily for Roku, Kayaku also wanted to kill the situation before it had progressed to the point of no return. So instead of following through with threat from earlier Kayaku decided to gather his things and leave the area as quickly as possible. Well that was the plan until the two Hi no Kuni natives locked eyes. "SHIT” both shinobi would feel or express this sentiment at the same time, however for completely different reasons. In Kayaku’s case, he could no longer turn the other cheek now that the boy had noticed his kekkei genkai. If he decided to inform his superiors of their encounter, it wouldn’t take long for Konoha to figure out the man was Kayaku. Follwoing immedately after discovering the identitty of the rogue Hyuga would be the international community retconning their previous investigations of Kusagakure’s assassination declaring that Hyuga Kayaku had been alive the entire time. "Seesh kid, I had planned on leaving and forgetting all about this encounter. You just had to go and pull the awkward eye stare huh? Now that you’ve seen my Byakugan I can’t just ignore you can I?” While it was true that the Hyuga clan produced a fair amount of criminal shinobi there was only one of these criminals who had not been branded with the clan’s curse seal; the former heir and S-ranked missing-nin, Hyuga Kayaku. The boy, on the other hand, had begun to struggle with his natural fight or flight response. Kayaku could only guess that his "Will of Fire” fueled sense of duty was having an internal conflict with the boy’s unique physical reaction to fear. "Oi Oi!!! Don’t be so rash to try something we’d both regret…” the Hyuga exclaimed when Roku frantically grabbed for something within one of his packets. The only thing worse than a tattling kid, was a cornered and frightened kid who had nothing to lose in such a situation. Walking slowly towards the cornered shinobi, Kayaku finally decided to study the boy’s chakra signature, having only been tracking it up until now. Usually he was able to guess a shinobi’s prowess by the quality of their chakra supply. Using the penetrative gaze of his all seeing eye, the Hyuga would gaze upon Roku’s chakra… the energy created from physical and spiritual energies; in other words… Roku’s soul or lifeforce. "I take it you are around the rank of chunin? Ha! I must still be drunk from yesterday, it seems as though you possess a chakra signature that is particularly pure and well tempered; Traits usually seen among shinobi clans” the Hyuga said, steadily walking towards Roku despite the man being hidden within the surrounding foliage. Although the boy’s chakra didn’t give Kayaku much information, what it did tell him was that the younger male wasn’t simply an average Konohagakure shinobi. Yet… the closer Kayaku approached the more frantic he’d become, with his anxiety and fear contradicting everything his chakra’s appearance was telling Kayaku. Why the fuck is he so afraid? Why aren’t you able to move? No… this shit stops today, Kayaku thought to himself with his mood quickly going from inquisitive to concerned and finally utterly pissed. Roku’s sniffling, jittery movements and racing heart had completely and utterly disgusted the Hyuga shinobi before him. Setting aside his own rules to have a talk between men, Kayaku had quickened his pace but didn’t rush the boy. At this point he the Elite Jounin couldn't care less if he were walking into a trap or if Roku would aim to attack him, as far as Kayaku was concerned he was too much of a coward to even run away. "Stop it! Stop that sniffling shit right NOW!!!” The entire time, Kayaku’s voice had not budged from his easy going laid back tone; even when he had warned Roku to not be impulsive just moments before. However all of this had changed within an instant as Kayaku had grown tired of Roku’s fear and cowardice… two traits now decided to completely wipe from the boy’s personality. Kayaku made sure to easily dodge, block and defend against anything his Byakugan picked up, he wasn’t going to allow the little wimp to gain a lucky kill, and Kayaku sure as hell wasn’t about to let the chunin leave until he had stomped out all of the fear and uncertainty that clouded his judgement. As he walked up to the boy, Kayaku would increase his speed to suddenly and abruptly grab him by the color of his jacket; if the boy didn't’ evade or attack Kayaku would lift him off his feet, pinning his back into the large street behind him. I will not sit idly by allowing you to disrespect yourself as a man and a shinobi. Do you want to be killed… Is that what you want then? Should I end your life right this instant? It’s not like you want to continue living anyway. You aren’t even trying to survive, retreat or fight!” Kayaku said, getting angry enough to aim a punch towards the boy’s face but purposefully missing before it could connect, instead his fist blasted a chuck of wood and bark loose from the tree behind Roku. Throwing the boy from the dense foliage and out into the moonlit riverbank, Kayaku would decide that he would help the boy come to terms with his fears and anxiety or he’d simply give him the death so desires. "Remember this coward, He who fears he will fail, has already failed because he fears. Welcome to your new home!” The Hyuga finished, in so many words Kayaku had just told Roku that he would not be able to return to the village… at least not until he faced his fears.

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Byakugan - Active Constantly

[Gure Rokurou]

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One thing led to another and the initial flight response was not quelled fast enough for it and Roku to go unnoticed. Sweat palms and then the man mentioned his byakugan. Was it not allowed for outsiders to look upon it? Well, then the entire hyuuga clan had a problem and a violated blindfold code. Roku's body had already shifted his weight back and away from the stranger, so when the topless man advanced. No. Stop. [break] [break]

He didn't stop. He kept talking and when he practically yelled at him to stop his sniffling - even though Roku thought he handled it pretty well- Roku's mind went blank and his body took over. He shot in the opposite direction, his hand coming out of the pocket to smash a Spice Grenade at the ground. "No Thank You" Eyes were precious to the Hyuuga, spices were plentiful and irritants, so perhaps it'd buy him a few minutes. Why did he say that?! And that was about as much as he managed to think about that sentence before he was more concerned with what he had just thrown and at what kind of person he had thrown it at. 

  [break] [break]"Fuck he is going to kill me for that..." he mumbled to himself as he sprinted through the thicket, smacking branches away and getting smacked by branches which slipped from his grip before he was fully past them and small twigs which he did not bother with at all. The road was longer, but if it meant avoiding this Hyuuga and his threats, then he'd gladly take it and never take a short cut again!  [break] [break]


Okay maybe not, but for the next few months he could stay away from short cuts.  [break] [break]

And if the man chased after? Well, Roku had ran for his life before and had learnt a few things. He was going to make it as annoying and time consuming as possible. He had a total of nine Spice Grenades left.  He would be faced with a low hanging branch in his his height and be forced to slide under, the hand not used to aid him would dive into his back pocket to fish out two of his Shuko's his pace slowing a little as he slid the metal bars onto his hands.  

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[Hyuga Kayaku]

hic Rhodus, hic salta As the situation unfolded, Kayaku would get quite the surprise, walking within several meters of the child. Kayaku would reach to grab him by the collar then suddenly as Kayaku reached, the boy would dart to the side, while smashing a smoke bomb? No… it was worse, much worse…. Instantly the Hyuga would be engulfed in a cloud of cough inducing, and eye burning smog like plumes of smoke. "What the actual fuck”? Kayaku asked rhetorically. Now violently coughing and his eyes feeling as though they were on fire, they darted in the opposite direction in an attempt to escape. However, the boy would be in for a rude awakening because Kayaku didn’t plan on letting him return home until he stopped having his internal conflicts, at least during stressful or dangerous situations. Unbelievably, Roku had slightly gained the upper hand and a chance to escape as Kayaku were busy, hacking and coughing with his eyes closed tightly so as to not get any more of the spices in his doujutsu. "You.. HWaK… ugh, cheeky brat! So there IS plahck a shinobi hWAk within you after all?” It had been several years since someone had fooled Kayaku’s intuition as a shinobi, having pegged Roku to be so terrified that he could hardly control his breathing let alone cause such a diversion as he had done. The display of cunning was a surprise to the Hyuuga, among other things. Roku had even used an effective weapon against someone with a doujutsu, and while Kayaku’s Byakugan were extremely powerful… it wasn’t where his innate talent lied. The one thing that the man had been good at since before he’d entered the shinobi academy was his uncanny ability to control and manipulate his chakra. Once the Hyuga was able to hold back his body’s convulsions he’d release chakra from every Tenketsu within his body to clear the area of the spices. "ssniifffggh… AH..Ah AHCHU'' Karma and fate were a pretty wicked couple, enacting swift retribution on Kayaku for how he scolded Roku, or at least that's how he felt. What were the odds that the man would first scold the younger shinobi for not being more brave and until the tables had turned. Now, Kayaku was the one cursing, coughing and sniffling. "Of course you know this means war. Hyuga exclaimed in the direction he thought Roku had gone. Still slightly feeling the burn of the spices Kakayku decided he’d need a little help while he cleared the spices from his body. So before he’d run to the river to wash out his eyes, Kayaku relied on his honed levels of endurance to quickly go on the offensive as the more he failed to act the further the shinobi might get. Quickly biting the tip of his thumb the Hyuga would utilize the summoning jutsu to summon one of his allies from the Rotu plains. The resulting blast of smoke filled the area where Kayaku had been standing, then suddenly a large armour clad, bipedal Polar Bear burst forth from the cloud before disappearing into the dense forest. While Bora was dealing with the child Kayaku decided to take a little skinny dip in the river in order to remove the spices sticking up his sweaty skin.

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Jutsu Used:
NAME: Boratiriti

ELEMENT: Raiton

TYPE: Polar Bear

RANK: B

APPEARANCE: [X]
Bora, a bipedal bear, stands at nearly 6'7''. He is quite young, maybe in his teens, so he has yet to grow into his full strength and body. With that being said, he is still very strong for his age with quite a broad frame. Upon his head and body lay chakra-reactive steel that enhances the ability of his Raiton jutsu. They closely resemble knight's armor, but more elegantly made. Bora's fur is an impeccable, bright white that he tries not to dirty. His eyes are blue but glow upon the use of Raiton jutsu.


PERSONALITY:

Boratiriti, meaning "volatile" describes not only his personality but also his fighting style. Ever changing as he matures, Bora is a mixed bag of emotions. On some days, he will be perfectly happy to fight and obey the summoner, occasionally on others he will choose to fight on his own accords. The one thing you can count on though, is that he will fight. Bora never backs away from a respectable and good fight, abiding the code of honor.

Bora is groomed as the next ninjutsu prodigy of the bears, so he expects to win every fight. Sometimes being cocky and overconfident, he will charge in needing to win. Second in command to Koibito, he tries to learn from his adored personality, but he clearly still has a lot to learn.


ABILITIES:

Raiton Prodigy:

Bora's raiton is extremely strong as a teenager and is expected to be even stronger. His efficiency in casting jutsu and the way he contorts lightning in battle is dangerous for an opponent. Like his name suggests, the lightning he creates is very volatile, ranging from very deadly jutsu when he has a lot of chakra to a diminished effect with lower chakra.



Chakra-Reactive Armor:

Crafted and gifted to Bora by the military force of the bears, his armor conducts Raiton chakra like a wire. It enhances his physical attacks with lightning, shocking anything it hits. It can be used as a defense as well, acting as a shield of thorns. Any physical strike inducted on Bora will shock the attacker as if they were being hit by a weak taser.


JUTSU:

D Rank:

[X] Raiton: Senkō Mosu [Lightning Release: Flash Flare]

C Rank:

[X] Raiton: Tēzā no Jutsu [Lightning Release: Taser Technique]

B Rank:

[X] Raijū Hashiri no Jutsu [Lightning Beast Running Technique]

Byakugan - Active Constantly

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His feet carried him further and further away from the stranger, however, just as the chuunin thought he was somewhat good to slow down and catch his breath a little the sound of branches breaking and the groan of tree trunks would make his blood run cold. The man had not seemed that strong or large enough to make the trees moan and groan as they did. So what caused it? His eyes drifted to the treetops, then to the way he had come. Between the trees, he now saw the stark white mass of something large barreling through the trees. Towards him. With renewed strength and an unhealthy dose of adrenaline coursing through his veins, he sprinted towards the main path. The open space would make it easier to cast things. However... It'd probably also make it incredibly hard to escape as no trees would be hindering the beast... Or Hyuga.[break][break]

If Roku managed to get to the path he would weave the seals needed and turn to face the giant white bear and once it was in range he'd slap down the KINBAKU fuinjutsu seal before he bolted in the direction leading towards the village. He was not going to dance with a bear and a - presumably - drunk Hyuga. [break][break]

And if he didn't make it to the path? If the bear pinned him he would come face to face with the giant. Stunned. If only for a moment, before springing into action and tried to worm his way out of the bear's grasp, trying to keep his eyes on the bear at all times so he could grab and flying paws or limbs. The metal spikes on his palms would either save him for a moment or two or annoy the bear enough to chomp his head clean off... Death or escape. His heartbeat violently against his ribcage as he struggled under the weight. He hated how often his fate fell into the hands of enemies.

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[Hyuga Kayaku]

That which does not kill us makes us stronger Bora’s body is huge, armoured and full of might, he charged through the Hi non kunian forest, before catching a scent within the air. Stopping momentarily, the polar bear sniffed the air for mere moments before turning in the direction it was coming from. The aroma, sweet yet soured by fear and anxiety. This had to be the human boy master Kayaku was talking about. Hehehe he smells like he’d taste good. Probably better than salmon”. Bora said to himself before smacking his face a few times. "NO! No… Bora you can’t mess this up, Kayaku specifically said do not eat him” Despite his size and imposing appearance, Bora’s voice was surprisingly youthful. Resuming his forward march, the youngest of the Rotu plain bears home in on the scent before eventually finding the boy near the main road close to the river. Now that the kid was in his sights, Bora decided the best way to capture him without too many injuries would be to immobilize him just enough for him not to struggle. Lashing out in a display of fury that was actually foreign to the polar bear, the beast would pin Rokuro to the ground. As the boy tried to struggle, the metal from the Bora’s armour would dig into his body causing annoying scrapes and abrasions but nothing worth a medic visit. The bear roared in the child’s face in an attempt to stop his struggle without having to expend any chakra, however metal sharp spikes would find exposed flesh where Bora’s armour didn’t shield. The spikes pierced Bora’s thick hide but did little to deter him. In fact, the resulting pain caused Bora to react on impulse. His savage eyes illuminated a cerulean blue immediately before a discharge of electrical energy flowed from his fur covered body and into the Roku’s. The technique was known to the human’s as Raiton: Teza, packing enough punch to knock the child unconscious. If Rokuro managed to escape somehow during the moment his spikes entered Bora’s flesh, Bora would string together a set of handseals and then release a blinding flash of light which could blind the young human enough for bora to drag him back to Kayaku. Meanwhile, the Hyuga had eventually removed the spices from his body, having flushed out his eyes immediately upon entering the river. Suddenly, Bora return with an either unconscious or dazed Roku slung across its shoulders. "Master Kayaku, what’s so great about this one human child? the inquisitive Bora asked as exited the dense forested area surrounding the now rushing waters of the river. Kayaku stood from the waters as it pressed against his body, slapping his chisled form yet the Hyuga never swayed, his strength keeping him from being at the mercy of the powerful waters. Walking slowly to the riverbank; the Hyuga used it’s Byakugan to make sure Rokuro was alive. He’d then smile at Bora’s question before replying. "The appearance of this child’s chakra seemed eerily familiar, it had sent chills down my spine as if I had seen a ghost. The Hyuga replied as Bora sat the child down against the base of a street, and then sat directly next to it in order to keep an eye on him, while listening to Kayaku’s theories as to who the boy is.

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Jutsu Used:

NAME: Boratiriti



ELEMENT: Raiton



TYPE: Polar Bear



RANK: B



APPEARANCE: [X]

Bora, a bipedal bear, stands at nearly 6'7''. He is quite young, maybe in his teens, so he has yet to grow into his full strength and body. With that being said, he is still very strong for his age with quite a broad frame. Upon his head and body lay chakra-reactive steel that enhances the ability of his Raiton jutsu. They closely resemble knight's armor, but more elegantly made. Bora's fur is an impeccable, bright white that he tries not to dirty. His eyes are blue but glow upon the use of Raiton jutsu.





PERSONALITY:



Boratiriti, meaning "volatile" describes not only his personality but also his fighting style. Ever changing as he matures, Bora is a mixed bag of emotions. On some days, he will be perfectly happy to fight and obey the summoner, occasionally on others he will choose to fight on his own accords. The one thing you can count on though, is that he will fight. Bora never backs away from a respectable and good fight, abiding the code of honor.



Bora is groomed as the next ninjutsu prodigy of the bears, so he expects to win every fight. Sometimes being cocky and overconfident, he will charge in needing to win. Second in command to Koibito, he tries to learn from his adored personality, but he clearly still has a lot to learn.





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Raiton Prodigy:



Bora's raiton is extremely strong as a teenager and is expected to be even stronger. His efficiency in casting jutsu and the way he contorts lightning in battle is dangerous for an opponent. Like his name suggests, the lightning he creates is very volatile, ranging from very deadly jutsu when he has a lot of chakra to a diminished effect with lower chakra.







Chakra-Reactive Armor:



Crafted and gifted to Bora by the military force of the bears, his armor conducts Raiton chakra like a wire. It enhances his physical attacks with lightning, shocking anything it hits. It can be used as a defense as well, acting as a shield of thorns. Any physical strike inducted on Bora will shock the attacker as if they were being hit by a weak taser.





JUTSU:



D Rank:



[X] Raiton: Senkō Mosu [Lightning Release: Flash Flare]



C Rank:



[X] Raiton: Tēzā no Jutsu [Lightning Release: Taser Technique]



B Rank:



[X] Raijū Hashiri no Jutsu [Lightning Beast Running Technique]

Byakugan - Active Constantly

[Gure Rokurou]

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Roku would bite the dirt and rolled, pinned by the bear's massive weight. He grunted as he pushed against the bear - despite the bear's roar making him press back into the ground for a short moment-, but it was the equivalent of attempting to move a wall with no aid. His struggles resulted in scrapes and minor slashes from the armor of the bear. His counterattack seemed to do nothing but provoke the bear, resulting in Roku being tased from multiple points due to the proximity to the bear and how much of his body was in range of its fur. Roku was would be left with slight convulsions and the sudden nudging and jostling around would make the trek back to the river and Hyuga more nausea inducing than incentive to struggle and run.  [break] [break]

Kunai... Kunai... Something... 

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The trip was quick and the jostling around would only serve another pained groan and his read rolled over only to bump against the tree and the rough bark there. "Urgh..." The pain wasn't as bad as it had been after Issei's fire blast and the arrow wound, but... His muscles were only now starting to respond as well as he wanted them to, his hand palmed his pocket, then at his kunai holster and grabbed one. His eyes squeezed shut, but then opened and he looked around, his eyes fixing on the Hyuga once again.  [break] [break]

Shit...[break] [break]

Roku brought the kunai up to his own chest height, ready to strike. His breathing was coming in fast and a little stunted, but... He was not going to let him slap him around like a ball. No real shinobi of the Leaf would do this to another. He had to be a criminal. Had to be.[break][break]
"What do you want?"

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[Hyuga Kayaku]

this feeling of pleasure at other's pain… Schadenfreude Are you sure? Your eyes are particularly strong but it’s still very unlikely that Uchiha Akai and Mina’s child survived after you plucked him from the river” The bear tried to whisper but it didn’t do much help. His voice was incredibly deep and even at low volumes it reverberated throughout the area. Kayaku’s attempts to remember the tragedy had mostly failed with him getting certain memories mixed up with the one he was trying to piece together. Kayaku’s pants were already on his body, however the top of his attire would be used as a towel to dry himself. Meanwhile, Rokuro had begun to regain consciousness, the Hyuga and his armour clad summoning were talking. Because of Bora’s jolt to Roku’s system, it’d take a moment for his senses to fully return. Of course this was to be expected since it had happened over 14 years ago; although he wouldn’t tell Bora Kayaku once idolized the two Uchiha, he’d never forget the awe-inspiring visage that was their chakra signature. Tch… Not that it matters, but he child’s name was Katsuo” the moment the name had left his lips, Kayaku’s Byakugan would notice the konoha shinobi’s body move, although it was just barely, the Hyuga knew he had saw the boy’s body move he had learned to never once doubt his Byakugan eye and started walking towards the boy. Kayaku wouldn’t underestimate him this time either, readying himself to emit a pulse of chakra should the boy try something stupid. The former elite jounin couldn’t help but to peer into Rokuro’s body yet again, justifying his arguably perverse actions as a need to ‘get a good look at his chakra signature’ just to be sure he had not imagined the similarities. Despite all his effort the Hyuga wouldn’t be able to officially declare the boy Katsuo or not; which only frustrated him more. Studying the young adult's entire being, Kyayaku could clearly see Rokuro’s mental and physical stress caused by the situation. The byakugan could clearly see his increased heartbeat and respiration. Why is this brat so pint up? Doesn’t he realize if I wanted him dead he’d be dead? Kayaku thought to himself; adjusting the depth of his Byakugan’s vision to just about normal. It’d eventually don on the Hyuga that the boy could’ve been conscious the entire time he and Bora were talking; if he had composed himself before Kayaku noticed a bit of movement, it would mean the cat was out of the bag. "Isn't what I want Obvious?? Are you not still alive? Seriously Injured? Or even tied up? Well, disregard that last one. You might end up bound and gagged before tonight is over with” Kayaku said casually as if this were something normal shinobi went around doing during the late night hours. From his appearance he looked smart, he probably assumed the Hyuga wouldn’t fall for the same trick twice. At least Kayaku hoped this was the boy’s line of thought at such a critical moment in their budding traveling companionship. By the time Kayaku spoke again he was standing over Rokuro, his shadow casting a gloom over the younger shinobi as if the man were a harbinger of death. He’d then kneel down to Rokuro’s level so that the boy would clearly understand his next statement. "What I want is you, Uchiha Katsuo'' the Hyuga stated, tossing his sweat and water drenched shirt at the boy before walking back over to Bora and releasing the summoning jutsu.

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Byakugan Active

[Gure Rokurou]

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Akai...[break][break]

That name again... Why the hell was it all he kept running into?! Why was it becoming increasingly clear that he was undeniably tied to it? Despite the metaphorical blinders he equipped himself with and kept his head down? And why did it always have to be in situations like this... Some deranged individual with an inclination for violence, spouting nonsense about Uchiha. Rokurou tensed - or tried to, his muscles felt a bit like jelly and while he could probably run it would not be optimal and likely lead to more injuries. The man was right after all. He was not bound, he was not lying dead in a pool of his own blood. So... What could he do but meet the man head-on? To stare death in the face and meet whatever he had to offer with open eyes. Yuuta never turned away from a fight. He always sought to learn, to puzzle the pieces together. To him, attaining knowledge was a great boon than any physical victory. So... Roku would learn. Observe. [break][break]

The Hyuga approached, stood over him and blocked out the moonlight, which made a strange silver outline of the man. Shimmering. A ghost. And yet nothing more than a human. Just a human. He knew what those were. He knew where the heart, lungs, and stomach was. He knew soft spots from studying his own anatomy. The inky black eyes with hints of rusty red would quickly glance between the spots on the Hyuga's body, before returning to stare at his face and those pale lilac eyes which, somehow, seemed to burn as bright as the moon itself. [break][break]

Uchiha Katsuo.[break][break]

Roku clutched the kunai a little tighter. Now, what did this mean? It was clearly addressed at him. No one was jumping out from behind the trees to reveal themselves or answering. So... It had to be him. Roku was jostled out of his train of thought when he received a face full of the drenched shirt, making him push further back into the tree and draw his knees closer to his chest. it could have been a paper bomb. Or something other... yet it was just a shirt. It had been enough to make Roku think he had recovered enough to put up some sort of fight. Run some drills to gain more information. [break][break]

"You have the wrong guy. I'm Gure Rokurou."

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He hauled himself up, tossing the shirt to the side and picking up the kunai he dropped when the shirt was caught. So the man obviously knew about Akai and... Mina(?). He might have more information than what he had been able to scrounge up by asking around the Uchiha compound and the graveyard. [break][break]
"And you... You are not a konohagakure shinobi. No shinobi would chase a shinobi of the same village at the sight of them. Or perhaps it is more appropriate to say you no longer are a shinobi of Konohagakure..."[break][break][break]

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[Hyuga Kayaku]

A sword age, a wind age, a wolf age... No longer is there mercy among men "Gure Rokuro? Your chakra doesn’t appear to be even close to a Gure’s. Such a clan as odd as the Gure have chakra is filled with vitality similar to that of the Senju. I guess it can’t be helped then, if you aren’t Katsuo I will just have to kill you right now. I can’t have a snotty nose brat running around with information on my whereabouts now can I?” Kayaku said as he ended bora’s summoning jutsu. The boy seemed to be smart and more capable then his physical reactions let on, having him run or getting even the slightest of leads could proved disastrous. So, he’d try a bit of reverse Psychology to force the younger shinobi to stick around until Kayaku had verified that he wasn’t Katsuo. The Hyuga also opted not to use the fake name Gure Rokurou the boy had given him as he truly believed he had found his late idol’s lost child and wanted to make sure he’d become just as strong as they were; if only to pay respects and apologize for not being able to save their son all those years ago. Kayaku would have to figure out a way to see if the boy were indeed the boy he had saved all those years ago. However, to do this he needed resources and while he had saved enough money from his Shakar duties to last him until he’d ultimately pass from this world onto the Pure Land, he didn’t have the networking resources he once had when he was Shakage. Despite him no longer being a part of the organization, Kayaku was well respected and held close ties with the current Hand of the Shakage. Not only this but the Konohagakure Shakar base wasn’t too far away from where they were at the moment. If Kayaku wanted to gain the resources to see if this child were the once lost Katsuo, or at least gain more information on Akai and Mina’s attack, then Shakar was the best place to start. "That said, while your chakra isn’t filled to the brim with such vitality, it is pure. So pure in fact that it could only hail from a shinobi clan. Clan’s like the Hyuga, Uchiha and even the Gure have uniquely pure chakra signatures that could only be achieved by genetics, being passed on throughout the generations” Either the Konoha shinobi was lying to him or he had been taken in by the Gure of Hi no kuni. While Kayaku didn’t have much interaction with the Gure themselves he had heard rumors of a man in Konohagakure hailing from the clan that fought the Mizukage during a Chunin exams hosted by Yukigakure. The older shinobi had noticed Katsuo retrieve his kunai, instead of rushing the boy the Hyuga would hold his tongue momentarily to see just what Katsuo had planned on doing. It wasn’t like he could honestly get away, and even if he had gotten away… Kayaku would be waiting for him the next time he’d leave the village. "Oh? So you can move again? I wouldn’t expect anything less from an Uchiha. Our clans, who have been blessed with doujutsu and powerful chakra, are quite resilient. Anyway, my name is Hyuga Kayaku. I’m the former heir to the Hyuga clan. So yes, you are correct I’m an S-rank missing-nin” Kayaku replied to the youg adult, not caring about the amount of information he’d give to Katsuo as he would probably meet his maker if he just so happened to not be Katsuo. Seeing the boy hop up and grab the Kuna he had haphazardly dropped when Kayaku had thrown his soaking shirt. Subsequently, this prompted Kayaku to close the short distance from where he ended the summoning jutsu where Rokuro was. If the boy turned back to face where he thought Kayaku were, he’d be in for quite the surprise as the man would end up exactly behind him. "Hm? What do you think you’ll accomplish with that Kunai? If you are so eager to perish then, officially challenge me and as shinobi and we can have our Agni Kai” He said pausing for a moment to allow this supposed Gure Rokurou to make his choice before adding. "If you aren’t going to kill me in order to facilitate your escape then Lets go. We have to visit an old job of mine” the Hyuga said honestly, even going as far as to respect the younger shinobi as a shinobi, such as offering him the option of an Agni Kai.

Byakugan Active: constantly

[Gure Rokurou]

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It seemed it would be better to play at being Katsuo Uchiha... Even if it twisted his stomach and he swore he could taste blood on his tongue. But maybe that was because he had bit his tongue at some point? Either way, this was looking worse by the second. Roku couldn't die, not like this, on his way home from a mission. He didn't want to die, either. So quick to reassure the Hyuga."Fine you made me. Worth a shot though, right...?" He tried to sound a bit more confident and annoyed at it all. His nerves still making him twitchy and ready to run for the hills.
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Roku had barely moved when the man spilt the beans on who he was. Hyuga Kayaku. A former heir to the Hyuga as well. That meant he was powerful. Clan people didn't skimp on the training provided to their descendants. An heir was certain to have received quite some attention and guidance, so engaging this man in a fight was likely equal to suicide and only confirmed that Roku needed to play along and make his escape when he had a better opportunity.
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After the shirt was out of his focus and hands, he had prepared to slice at the man if he moved too close. He could play alogn but he didn't want the man anywhere-[break][break]
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Roku was about to move again when he felt the presence, intent and power rolling off of the man in waves, triggering Roku's instincts. He stood frozen. The timbre of his voice only encouraging the chuunin to pack away the kunai and any other attempts to escape. Then what options did he have left? The gap between them was too great for Roku to fight. He did not have enough distance between him and Kayaku to seal him to the ground or anything like that. In this position, any handseals he attempted would likely be thwarted. Maybe earn him a few broken fingers. A hand if he was unlucky. Criminals had no morals. No sense of boundaries. But... They were human, too. He didn't like killing in the least. The way another chuunin he had teamed up with had cut down a bandit was still seared into his memory. It wasn't right.[break][break]
And then the Hyuga presented him with another option. With tense movements and his lips pressed to a line, Roku slowly put the kunai back in its holster. His chest was growing tight and reminded him to breathe, once the man was more than a few feet away from him. "Alright. I will follow."[break][break]

And with lead-heavy feet, he followed.

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[Hyuga Kayaku]

Multitude of Colors - Providential Oni Poison "Thatta’ boy, you catch on pretty quickly” Kayaku replied as Katsuo had finally… or more accurately, as he simply told Kaykau what the man wanted to hear; he’d also do as told by the Hyuga. It seemed the boy was skilled enough to gauge the situation properly, Kayaku honestly thought he’d fight the situation longer than he had. All that moxy suddenly disappeared? Yea sure… this kid must either be a smart dumn person or a dumb smart person to think i’d just take his word for it Kayaku thought before pointing towards the jaggged path that cut through the Hi no Kuni northern forest. It was the path created by Bora’s powerful body ripping straight through nature itself. "Age before beauty my dear lost Uchiha” The Hyuga said, not trying to give the boy any chance to escape or pull a fast one on him. Kayaku designated Rokurou to lead the way with the man navigating from behind. The older shinobi wanted to keep an all seeing eye on Roku's every move. Not only that but the elite jounin’s body were highly trained, with him having gained a body that could exert immense physical power. Kayaku’s raw speed without jutsu would suffice if the boy tried to escape. Because Kayaku was well aware of his own strengths and weaknesses he wouldn't underestimate the Chunin, especially one from the hidden leaf. Every now and then Kakayu would look at the younger shinobi too see if there were any obvious signs of his Uchiha DNA but sadly everything Kayaku would even try to make fit the narrative. Only after Roku had started walking did the Hyuga also walk towards the tear in the forest. Bora’s collateral damage made it all the way to the main road of the area. Kayaku His attempts to correlate Roku’s physical attributes with what was known of the Uchiha. However, Kayaku was either far fetched or simply average among conte too common to lend credit to Kayaku’s claims. "Cheer up boy, when this is all over you get to live and go home… no harm no foul and to think Bora wanted us to eat you” Kayaku stated shamelessly, before he’d quickly add "Although, it puzzles me. You claim to not be Katsuo, but you reacted to the name Uchiha Akai'' Kayaku said to see the reaction he’d get from the younger shinobi. While normally this would be a feat needing skill in interrogation and torture; the latter of which Kakyaku was well aqautined with due to being a former Anbu. Kayaku learned to use his Byakugan to home in on some of the feintess movements and reactions of whoever the doujutsu were viewing at the time. "So this isn’t the first time? Huh. So... did you kick their asses? The Hyuga asked genuinely…

[Gure Rokurou]

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When the man mentioned how age should go before beauty, Roku couldn't help glancing at him, was he joking? He was being so... Nonchalant about it all. Sure, it was to keep an eye on him, but... It made it all feel much more dangerous. Roku couldn't keep an eye on the man either. But he went down the path regardless of it, he had to know a bit more. Both about this Uchiha business and this Hyuga. Just a little more time to analyse the man and his intentions. So, while he walked his brain fired on all cylinders, working through scenarios. Most seemed to end in death or severe mutilation. [break]
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Kayaku's question as to why he recognized the name, made the memory of Yuuta and the worrisome amounts of blood from the axe cut pop back up. There was no Yuuta to save his ass now. He would need to survive and escape depending on his own powers. A sarcastic remark was held back in favor of avoiding being hit for being cheeky. This.. dance back and forth with the name Akai was... Most likely not going to make him interesting enough for the other to keep him alive, despite what he said, or Roku was going to learn what he needed to learn too late and have missed his escape window. With a sigh, he stopped, pulled the locket over his head.[break][break]
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He would reply as he turned around and showed the locket and its contents to the Hyuga, eyes fixed on him. Looking for anything he could use. The Hyuga was clearly aware of who they were. More so than Roku. The chuunin hoped the man didn't pay too much attention to the tension in his shoulder and the amount of mental strength it required for Roku to meet the man's gaze. [break][break]
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Perhaps it'd jog the man into monologuing about his time in Konoha and his connection to the Uchiha. In the worst case scenario he'd simply look at it and ask Roku to keep walking. 

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the pale criminal hath bowed his head With one eyebrow raised, Kayaku watched as the Konoha shinobi reached for his pocket. Having learned from his run in with the spice bombs, the man didn't trust Katsuo to not try something cheeky so when the boy reached for his pocket Kayaku would act. He'd aimed to catch the boy's wrist the moment his hand went into his pocket. If he'd been successful the Hyuga would pull the appendage with enough force to dislocate the shoulder. More of an accident than intentional, the locket would go flying from the boy's hand into the air before falling to the ground beside them. Kayaku released his grip the moment Katsuo reacted to the pain. "Frick, your shoulder has dislocated. Hang on, right there. I'll fix it for you but first the locket" Having never experienced being a jounin instructor to a squad of genin, Kayaku wasn't the ideal babysitter and that was putting it lightly. To be honest, there were only two other youths he had the chance to get to know. Takeda Sanosuke, a half-breed Hyuga he trains due to an ingrained Hyuga-biased aristocratic pride and the Sage apprentice of the Bonchi no kuni wilds. The difference between them and Katsuo was that Kayaku were now actively responsible for the young man; responsibility that included whether the boy would lose his life or not. Walking over to the locket the Hyuga's eyes grew into large soft lilac colored orbs as the shock sat in. Within the antique yet well taken care of locket would be a small photograph of Kayaku's childhood heroes. Vivid memories of a young Hyuga heir running to the village gates to see Uchiha Akai and Mina return home from gruesome combat. They were both beacons of hidden leaf society, whose will of fire was an eternal inferno, and now after all these years had gone by, Kayaku finally encountered their progeny. "This is Akai and Mina, where did you find this locket?" Kayaku said, turning back to see the boy with his arm still dislocated. "Oh right… we have to pop that back in place" he said walking back over to forcefully pop the shoulder back into socket.