Kicking Stones Down The Road to Hell [Beloved][Closed]

[Jiro]

Jiro woke up in the extravagant hotel room he had woken up in, a bit confused and dazed as to how he got there and where he was. But he soon remembered what had happened. Memories of the events leading up to him waking up here flooded back. Akkuma finding him, their little game and then him going with the bastard. He had been told that he should watch the rest of the tournament. He looked around again. Nothing to indicate that the Kitsune was still there except his clothes from last night, carefully placed in the clothes hamper. He groaned and his head fell back onto the pillow. Moving hurt. A lot.

What the hell did we....

And then he remembered what had happened when Akkuma had gotten him into the hotel room. Pushing his hair out of his face, he sat up again. At least it was not as painful this time. The young Chigokai moved gingerly as he got off the bed and into the bathroom. He took a quick shower, enjoying the hot water against his bruised skin, thankful for the seals that had been placed on him because they covered most, if not all, of the bruises from last night.

Getting out of the shower, he brushed his hair and then brushed his teeth with the toothbrush Akkuma had given him to use. He soon got dressed in the clothes that had been laid out for him. And with that, he was ready to explore this new city. If truth be told, he was a bit grateful that Akkuma was giving him such freedom now that he had him back in his clutches again.

Once out of the hotel, he looked around. There was a bunch of people walking, sight-seeing and exploring like him. It seemed many of them had come for the tournament. As Jiro walked down the streets, he decided to wander some more. He found a small tea shop and made his way inside. Making his way to an empty table, he sat down.

Everything seemed so calm here. Even the blood flow did not put him on edge. It was so different from Suna and he liked it. He could relax here and he realized he was relaxed for the first time since he was a kid. As he got lost in his thoughts, a waitress appeared. Jiro looked through the menu, ordering a simple pastry and Tea's special Oolong tea.

As he waited for the order to be put in, he looked around. No one seemed to be watching him or noticing him, but that was fine by him. He soon got distracted again, looking out the window and watching the people walk by.

 

[Nanjirou Soku]

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Soku walked throughout the streets of Kurosawa humming to herself. Her hair was pinned up with a red flower hair pin and she wore a flowing black kimono with lightning bolts on it. It was a traditional dress of the Santaru and one of the more formal ones. Her headband strapped around her neck identified her as a Leaf shinobi to any passerby. Her bright green eyes scanned the establishments looking for a place to take a quick pit stop before continuing on her path.

A cafe caught her eye and the kunochi quickly ducked in sliding into a booth taking a seat next to Jiros."Sorry! Hope you don't mind me. I'm just here for a quick stop, in and out." Signaling the waitress over, Soku ordered one fresh brewed black coffee and flicked some coins at her. The staff member nodded and dashed off to deliver her order to the kitchen.

As they sat side by side, suddenly there was a shrieking siren and alarm followed by a annoucment announcing the leakage of a a intoxicating chemical. The girl felt woozy all of a sudden and clutched the table for support."I feel...different." She was seeing roses and pink fog then it seemed, she was in bliss, in a world of peace and love.

Her steaming hot drink arrived and Soku took it with shaking hands setting it down on the table. The gas seeped through entrapping all those in its path. She glanced at Jiro to see if the gas was affecting him also. This seemed like a citywide epidemic. People were grabbing strangers and suddenly there were newfound couples all around them. It seemed this day would not be so uneventful after all.

 

[Jiro]

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Jiro had just gotten his tea cup and tea pot when a woman with a traditional kimono with lightning bolts on it walked in. The style intrigued him, but what intrigued him even more was that she sat next to him, even if they had never met before. Blue eyes met green as she apologized. He positively beamed at her. "It's okay. I don't mind." And honestly, he did not mind the company. In fact, he kind of liked the idea of knowing someone who was not Akkuma in this strange and foreign city where things were so different from Suna.

When she ordered coffee, he glanced over at her. "Coffee?" he asked with a laugh. He found it kind of funny that she was drinking coffee in a country known for its tea.

Just as she ordered the coffee, a loud siren went off, followed by an announcement. A leakage of an intoxicating poison. This's definitely different... He could feel his body relaxing even more. He looked around curiously, his vision soon filled with a pink fog. He shook his head, trying to clear it, but to no avail. It seemed to be affecting the woman a little more than it affected him though and he was a bit concerned.

When she set the coffee on the table with shaking hands, he moved to put a hand over hers lightly. "The announcement said there's a cure. We just...have to find an antidote, yeah?" He met her eyes again. They were captivating. "You gonna be okay..."

 

[Nanjirou Soku]

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His hand covered hers enveloping her tiny palm with his warmth. She felt protected in a sense. Soku nodded.The names Soku by the way, Soku Nasaki." She smiled shrugging at the coffee cup before her. After all, Tea Country was infamous for its renowned tea mixtures, not brewed black coffee but it would do for now. Soku was a bit crimson - red around the cheeks as she glanced up at him. Those pupils contained much more than a simple man, they contained a story , one of wisdom and knowledge. Soku gave him a intoxicating smile as they sat there drinking away the day."You seem pretty easygoing for someone you just met." The gas thick in the room now completely enveloping them and it didn't help that there were was decorations of hearts and other romantic apparel littered around the room.

They were deep in a trance and their inner self kept trying to ward it off but it proved too great. They never broke eye contact staring at each other in wonder taking in the features. The dimly lit cafe made it more of a blissful setting as they sat there breathing in the toxin. Soku had forgetten about her cafe and was completely focused on the Sand boy despite being from another country, she had taken a liking to him. Soku knew full well the harsh lifestyle of the ANBU would not allow for such transgressions but the chemical washed away such thoughts and negative expressions.

"Shall we go for a walk? Maybe we can find help somewhere and get to know each other better?" She motioned at the door where one could clearly see the pink fog enveloping everything in its path. The effects would be greatly boosted there and they would be taking a huge risk by wandering outside but it was rare Soku got to see Kurosawa unsupervised so why not treat herself to a little trip with this young handsome Sand male. He seemed harmless enough after all.

 

[Kiri]

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Kiri was heaving deeply. He was burning inside and he didn’t know why. It was like his blood was in flames and he could feel the intensity as it coursed throughout his body. He had just arrived in town when the sirens sounded off. He still hung-up on that encounter at the fields outside town that he was still caught up in the moment. But as soon as the sirens started blaring, he felt it. He saw the strange smoke that encircled the town and one whiff sent the coursing blood into a fiery sensation.

Down on his knees, he was leaning against the wall of some shop. He didn’t care. He tried to enter, hoping it would help him get away from the scene, yet he was too late. He was thirsting, almost feverish, and yet, he couldn’t help but want to just lie down and cuddle. A strange mix, very confusing, that he ended just staying put on where he was. Then, it occurred to him. If his chakra pulse was being riled up, he could always use that method. So he lit up one of the herbal cigs he had with him and soon enough, there was peace.

As he sat on the ground, back against the shop’s wall, he allowed himself to rest for a bit as he looked around him. The smoke was still there and some people were already panicking to enter. But he needed more time. The cig was helping to calm his chakra pulse but he was still feeling funky, too weak to move. Maybe he really did have a fever. Who knows? But he decided that a few more minutes and he could try to walk again.

[Topic Entered. Infected]

 

[Jiro]

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Jiro liked the feel of her small hand in his hand. As the woman introduced herself, he smiled a bit. "I'm Jiro Takashi." He sipped his tea with his free hand, feeling himself heat up a bit more. The whole room was starting to feel hot, uncomfortable. It distracted him. He could no longer feel the blood around him. Instead, everything was pink and fuzzy. The blonde felt funny, like he had been poisoned.

He shrugged a bit she said he seemed pretty easygoing for being around someone he had just met. "It's nice meeting new people," he admitted. The gas was now thick in the room, almost making it harder to breathe.

He could not seem to pull away from those green eyes of hers. The tea shop was dim, almost romantic, setting the tone for them. He shivered slightly but it had nothing to do with the cold. Actually, if anything, it was the opposite of cold. It was hot. And he decided that he liked the Leaf woman, even if he knew nothing about her.

"A walk sounds good. Uh...I have a hotel room nearby if you wanna go there?" he suggested. Well, it was not exactly his room but she did not have to know that. It was actually Akkuma's, but Akkuma would not be back until later that night or maybe even the next morning.

He stood up, still holding her hand if she would still let him, and moving to lead her out of the tea shop. He would begin to lead her to the hotel in order to get themselves some more privacy. As he walked, he felt something weird. It broke him from his lustful fog. The blood felt tainted, dangerous. But it lured him as much as the woman he was taking to the hotel room.

He looked at the guy the weird blood flow was coming from. The man was sitting on the ground, smoking a cigarette. The toxin soon took over again and he felt dizzy again. "You're infected too?" he asked the other man curiously.

He glanced over to Soku and looked at her again. "Want him to come with us?" he asked her. Jiro knew he should not be doing this but the toxin was influencing him, messing with his hormones. It seemed to be messing with Soku's as well as this strange man's.

 

[Nanjirou Soku]

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They left the tea shop hand in hand walking towards Jiros hotel room. Soku was in a blissful trance completely a victim of the gas. They walked a short while before coming across a most peculiar looking man smoking a cigar and had a rough beard and rotten teeth. He gave a deep grunt before putting his cigar out and moved to join them as they walked.Fools,they were all fools.

He eyed the couple as they walked talking, laughing and clutching hands. This gas really made people hypnotized and he was the only one with a antidote. He certainly wasn't going to share it as he concealed a kunai underneath his sleeve. He would take it after he finished mugging these two when they reached the hotel. They had no idea and that was what made it so easy.

Soku was having the time of her life walking with Jiro feeling at peace."So where do you come from?" This man had charmed her to her toes and now she wanted to know everything about him , every little detail. The kunoichi gave a quick glance back seeing the man was following them who grunted and she nodded in response before turning her attention back to Jiro.

The pace was slowing. It seemed they had arrived at their destination. The girl looked at the structure which loomed over them."You traveled here alone?"She wondered aloud. A kid like her being allowed to travel alone was unheard of in the Leaf system. Soku was so taken by Jiro ' s features none of them managed to see the old man quickly slip a weapon from pocket to his sleeve eyeing them interested in the place they had entered.

 

[Kiri]

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As Kiri was now a lot calmer, able to stand, he would look at an older man across the street. He, too, was seemingly smoking a cigar. But that didn’t concern him. He wanted to get away as soon as possible. As such, he moved to the nearby establishment, which conveniently enough, was the hotel. Of course, the reception lady was showing signs of being intoxicated, though at least not as dangerously so. Despite her earnest plea to try and seduce him, Kiri would only place a hand on her head before letting his chakra emit a warm pulse. It would somehow knock her unconscious, in a treatment sort of way. A little bit of antidote treatment, though it wouldn’t be as effective as the real antidote for this bizarre event, it would still somehow alleviate any of the burning sensations of lust from within.

Ah, right. Lust. He scratched the back of his head as he began to feel a bit perturbed by it once more. Taking in the last bit of his cigar, Kiri was thinking back on taking out another. It would just be a waste– he thought, especially since he’d be staying for a while and who knows when his chakra might go berserk for when he would truly need the medicinal effects of this cig that his adoptive father gave him. Speaking of which, perhaps he should find Junko, maybe then he’d be under better guidance.

It was at that thought when he saw a group of people coming his way. A blonde and a dark haired girl holding hands, and some old dude following just behind them. Kiri immediately recognised the old man as the one who was smoking just across the street from earlier. Strange. But as they entered, with a bit of the calming cig still in his system, the shinobi caught sight of the danger. He waved a hand before his shadow stretched out from underneath him to hold the old man in place, paralysed by shadow tendrils.

“Not today,” said Kiri, and just like the receptionist earlier, he would send forth a chakra pulse to strike the man that sends him unconscious, dropping to the ground gently as the shadow tendril retracts.

But that was it. The effects of the poison had returned and Kiri was all feverish once more. And it didn’t help that this blonde man who entered the building was rather….much his type. Thus, without further ado, he approached the man, grabbed him by the chin and kissed him. It was brief and he was still burning from within. “I swear… this isn’t me…” he managed to utter.

 

[Jiro]

Jiro noticed the strange man but made no mention of him. Instead, he kept focused on the blood that was pulsing through the man, getting familiar with it. He loved when people underestimated him. It amused him and made it easier to fall victim to him. But now, however, he kept himself close to Soku, leading her to his hotel, while listening for the man's blood flow.

At her questions, the blonde laughed a bit. She was quite talkative, wanted to know about him. Thankfully, the toxins were not affecting him bad enough to let his guard down. Or maybe the fear of Akkuma was stronger than the toxins were. Whatever the reason, his answers were calculated, almost carefully rehearsed.

"Sand," he answered. He had been in Sand before he had gotten roped into coming to Tea. Not that he needed much persausion to go back to the man he had originally fled. It was almost embarrassing, if he was honest.

When he moved slower as they got to the hotel, he looked back at her as he stopped in front of it. He shook his head. "No. I came with my..." He thought for a moment, trying to think of the right word. "Sensei."

Once they got by the hotel, he noticed the sickly man there. He was clearly more infected than they were, but that was just fine with Jiro. But things got a bit strange when he watched him unleash shadows onto the old man who had been stalking them and then knock him out with a muttered "not today." To add insult to injury, Jiro pulled a vial out of his pouch, pouring it onto the man. It was Lullaby Powder and was sure to keep the man unconscious for a while if not kill him.

If the stalker did die, the blonde would really not care. He was not one to take people trying to harm him lightly. So he turned back to the other man who had finished a cigarette. And soon the other was on him, grabbing his chin and kissing him. Jiro kissed him back, nipping at his lower lip slightly before he broke the kiss roughly. "I know...c'mon...we can stay in the hotel room I have." He then smirked. "Consider it my reward for you saving us." With a wink, he moved to walk into the hotel.

 

[Nanjirou Soku]

Soku gave a disdainful look to the man laying there spread - eagled the phial in his hand. He had gotten what he'd deserved. She averted her attention back to Jiro who was quite busy kissing another male and she was a bit taken aback but shrugged. Love came in any way, shape or form. They went up to his hotel room and entered and it was a sight to behold. Soku had to stop a bit as she took in the finer details of the room Jiro resided in.

"You have quite the place here Jiro-kun." The floorboards gleamed spotless and the walls had a fresh coat of paint. There was a nice scent in the room as well. This was nothing like her home back in the Leaf. It was like something out of a fantasy. It was well kept and organized as well, something most hotels lacked and was as common norm. He had defnitely impressed her or at least that's what the toxin wanted her to think.

Sokus crystal green eyes lit up brightly as they moved side to side taking in the scene. He'd won her heart quite simply and she was a difficult girl to impress having a short temper and all. The gas however had broken down her protective safeguards and here she was, with the most random yet handsome man of her life she'd possibly met.

 

[Kiri]

That was quite the unexpected occurence. Both men seemed to have agreed that this was not clearly them in control of their bodies. Their libido was far too aroused that hijacking the brain was so easy as counting. Still, something flashed in Kiri’s mind as they shared that brief moment of lips interlocking with each other. An image of a man in red hair riled up Kiri and so when they parted, he knew what to say.

“Sorry. I’ll have to catch you later,” said the white-haired shinobi before brushing past the two and out the lobby.

[Topic Exit]

 

[Jiro]

Jiro broke the kiss and watched the male make his way out of the lobby, saying something about having to leave. He shrugged and looked at Soku again. Leading her up to the room, he closed and locked the door behind them. He knew his roommate would be gone for quite some time, probably the whole day. And he was confident that he could get the woman out before the Kitsune came back.

When the Leaf Kunoichi stopped and looked around, clearly impressed, Jiro felt an odd wave of relief wash over him. Damn Toxin... He did not need this woman's approval, yet whatever was slowly poisoning him made him desperately seek it, even if it was irrational. "Thanks. Glad you like it."

The blonde Shinobi sat on the bed and looked up at the woman. Now that they were alone, he was feeling a bit self-conscious. Which was completely and utterly ridiculous. He had done worse with people, but again it was probably traced back to the toxin that seemed to be affecting them, clouding their judgement. "You can come here, Soku-Chan..." His voice was soft, gentle, almost a whisper.

He found himself more attracted to men than women but he could not deny that she was downright beautiful. He had fallen for her hard, in a way he never should have been able to fall for anyone. If he had been in his right mind, there would have been nothing gentle about him, but something in his mind was telling him to take it slow with her, that she was special.

 

[Chigokai Yuna]

Ziren had seen the two walk in, holding hands and whatnot. Ziren knew that it was the poison in the air, but he couldn't help but feel really angry. Rage running through his veins. The white of his eyes turned crimson red. A guy walked out, who seemed to be blushing. But Ziren wasn't paying attention to him. Luckily for Ziren. He was already given the antidote a couple weeks ago. And it seems to be more than doing the job. It is fighting the poison. He grabbed two vials of antidote from a guy with a gas mask, and he said to the dude, "Your late!"

He rushed to the hotel, knowing that his cousin was too old for Soku. Someone he treats like his younger sister. Stupid love poison, always making me have to run around the place! He thought to himself.

He walked by the receptionist.

"Where the hell did the couple that was just here go!" After the receptionist gave him directions to where he needed to go. He handed her a handful of Yen. "Payment for a new door."

He walked down the hallway and found the door that was the room to the poisoned lovers. Blood formed around his fists, making blood gauntlets, he then easily punched the door open, off its hinges.

Ziren seen his cousin smiling at Soku. Ziren let his anguish take over just this once and punched his cousin right in the mouth, knocking him down. Ziren pulled out the antidote and stuck the needle into him, injecting the cure.

He turned to Soku. She was going to be more of a handful. And he wasn't going to hurt her. Instead, he put her under a Genjustu, and then stuck the other antidote into her, and injecting the cure into her as well.

Ziren looked over at his cousin. "Sorry about that. She's too young for you man. I'd rather have you not explain to any of the town's ANBU of what happened. Just be glad I stopped you and not them."

He turned to Soku. "Now.
Let's get out of here."

 

[Nanjirou Soku]

They were chatting and having a good time blissfully when there seemed to be a commotion in the front lobby area, Curious, Soku got up to see exactly what or who was causing this and saw Ziren whom upon locating them seized a syringe from a staff member, rushed over to them talking to, it seemed to be his cousin from the looks of it and quickly pumped the antidote into their blood. The countertoxins began to do their work, forcing the poison out of their system as their blissful dream came to a end. Soku looked around bewildered at where she was recgonizing only one person in that room."Ziren?! What happened here?! Who is this?!She had been just having a little walk then bam..she was here or at least thats what Soku thought. She had no recollection of the events that had transpired after the gas plauge had hit them and that was probably a good thing for someone of her age.

There was a high pitched tone and a alarm stating that the gas problem was now resolved and everyone may return to their daily duties which confused Soku even more."Gas?What gas?"she asked Ziren who was proceeding to escort her out of the table far, far away from the prying eyes of the public. The local shinobi were beginning to swarm the city detaining anyone who looked like they still had any remants of the toxin in them. One such shinobi stood in their path in a flowing green cloak with a brown beard and a tan face."Please hold a moment. I need to make sure you two are free of any poison or you will have to be quarantined for the safety of the city." He said pulling out a long metal rod with a screen attached to it that beeped every 2 or 3 seconds.

"Stay still." He ran the rod over Ziren and the screen beeped and flashed green indicating Ziren was scot-free of anything. He then moved on to Soku passing the rod over her and the device began to sound a alert tone. The man quickly pulled out a pair of handcuffs."Im sorry but this has alerted me you have about 2.7 percent remaining in your system which may not seem like a lot but is dangerous. Youll have to come with me, ma'am.'As the man advanced towards her as Soku took a few steps back not wanting to be touched by anyone,, shaking her head in a dangerous fashion.

 

[Jiro]

When they got to the room, everything seemed fine, but a bit weird. Jiro was trying to keep the toxin from influencing him and thankfully, Ziren came in at the right time. When he was punched, he fell off the bed and spit out a bit of blood, looking up at his cousin. At the words, he nodded. "Thanks," he said with a small smirk. The injection calmed him and he sat up. He wiped the blood from his chin and licked it off his hand as he stood up.

At her question, Jiro ran a hand through his hair. "I'm Jiro, Ziren's cousin...who now owes him a huge favor for helping me get that damn toxin outta our system..." He left out what had happened. Upon getting the toxin out of his system and hearing his cousin's words, it all clicked that this kunoichi was way too young and relief spread over him when he realized nothing had happened or would happen.

The blonde Chigokai followed Ziren and Soku out of the hotel room. Maintanance was already working on putting a new door on, thankfully. If Akkuma had come and found the hotel room missing a door, he was sure he would be missing a limb as punishment. The thought made him shudder. But at least the Kitsune would never find out and he was going to, hopefully, keep it that way.

As they walked, the local shinobi were walking with scanners, scanning everyone who approached to make sure they were 'safe.' Ziren's beeped and flashed green. His flashed green as well, but Soku's flashed red. Blue eyes narrowed when they pulled out handcuffs. He could feel the girl's blood racing and he stepped in between her and the other shinobi. He shook his head. "She said no," he said, voice dangerously quiet. "She's young and she's scared..."

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[Chigokai Yuna]

Ziren looked at Jiro. He had actually acknowledge that Ziren was his cousin. He kind of smiled. It appears as if the kid was growing finally. But maybe he has more room to grow.

"You don't owe me anything Jiro. I just want you to accept that we are family. And for you to realize that not all family members are bad. We will get through this, together. Alright?"

Ziren felt the blood go back into his hand as the blood gauntlet disappeared. And it seemed the receptionist took what Ziren said seriously for they were already getting a new door replacement. He sighed. "Sorry about that. I knew it was the poison making you both do that,
but. I couldn't help it. Soku is like a little sister to me, and I'll be damned if my cousin gets into trouble, no matter how stubborn he is to say that he has no family."

With that said, they left the building, but Ziren knew something was up. He listened to the blood flows. He seen the hand cuffs come out. He listened to their blood flows. These were not the people who want to get rid of the poisons. No. These were those scientists that have been giving Soku troubles. He could tell from their own blood lust of the blood flow.

From his previous experience with having a needle stuck into his neck, he knows that these are not the normal people that are trying to get rid of the poison.

Why do these freaks have to show up now! Of all the times and places! And if they kill, even if it was for self defense, things won't sit right for any of them.

He made his hand seals and blood came out of him, and then there were four Zirens, altogether. The real Ziren made more hand symbols and released his chakra, a water whip appeared in his hands, his chakra quickly turning it to blood. He lashed it around, his clones going to detain these evil lackeys.

"Jiro, whatever you do, do not kill! This is international lands, we could all get into big trouble with spilt blood. Just capture them and make sure we take them alive!
And yes, me and Soku know these people. Long story short, they are bad people who experiment on others. Killing people in the process!"

Ziren stood his ground with his friend and cousin as their adversaries surrounded them.

 

[Nanjirou Soku]

The shinobi threw down the scanner smashing it on the ground and displayed a blade dripping with venom. "You try anything funny,I'll cut her, I swear I will." He had handcuffed Soku to himself retreating into the midst of the shinobi who advanced upon them. One charged forth waving a chakra sword wildy swinging it in a arc at the Chigokai cousins. The water whip for the meantime kept them at bay but it would not last long, their numbers were growing now. Ten ninja surrounded them. Soku and her kidnapper were nowhere to be seen which was concerning.

Being handcuffed, Soku felt different. Her chakra had been suppressed rendering her unable to fight back. "Why do this? I don't want anything to do with you! Where are we going?!" She spoke these questions harshly clearly ticked off at the fact the gas had dulled her reflexes. In response the man smacked her and pinned her against the wall."What a pretty little face, I suggest you keep quiet or I'll have redecorate it."With that, he seized her by the hair and dragged her off away from the conflict to a hooded man that waited in the shadows.

Ziren and Jiro were quickly reinforced by the local defense force who came to assist forcing the crowd of attackers back using a variety of ninjutsu. Soon, the street laid littered with men groaning in pain, some of them knocked out. In all the chaos, it seemed someone had snatched Soku and disappeared.

 

[Jiro]

Jiro had thought a lot about what Ziren had said recently. It made sense to him. They were family and family looked out for each other. He knew it was true and he had been thinking about their conversation a lot lately. He gave a small nod at the smile and smirked back at him.

"I can accept it," he said. Soon, they were walking out of the room. His head was clearer and he felt a lot better. He was in control of himself again. And ashamed that he had almost made such a horrendous mistake.

At the apology, he shook his head. He spun to face Ziren, forgetting to stop the first time and finally stopping after the second try. He let out a laugh, one finger almost touching Ziren's face as he moved closer. "Don't apologize. You saved me, Little One." He smirked, back to his usual wild self now that the toxins had fully worn off by that point.

As they walked out of the hotel and onto the street, he could feel something was off. The blood flow around him had him on high alert. He grabbed his kunai, slitting his hand open, letting the blood form his signature Tiger Claws. He could feel Ziren tense next to him so he did as well. They were not normal scientists, it seemed. But then things were happening so fast.

As they were attacked, Jiro fought with reckless abandon. When the blood whip was formed, Jiro smirked. He did not bother to stop himself from killing. He had been so wrapped up in the fight and his bloodlust that he had not seen Soku vanish until later. The words for not killing made him stop in his tracks. He rolled his eyes.

"I'm not gonna play nice with them! They'll kill us if they had the chance. This is self-defense. I'm sure ANBU'll understand" Those words were followed by a long string of swear words that would have offended most people as he felt his leg getting cut open by a sword. "Shit!"

Blue eyes narrowed and he growled, landing on the ground. His leg was slowly healing as he let his blood Claws vanish. He did a few quick hand signals and formed a tendril of water. The water soon turned to blood and began to spiral towards the man who was currently trying to kill him, piercing straight through him like a drill. Jiro licked the blood off his palm as he stood back up.

"Ziren! Where the hell's Soku?!"

 

[Chigokai Yuna]

Ziren lashed his crimson whip around, knocking some people out. He then noticed that Soku's blood flow was all over the place, when it came to anger and frustration. Ziren jumped out of the fight and went to chase down this guy. He made a throwing motion, and blood instinctively came out of his hands in a form of a kunai, which flew towards the guy who had Soku.

The Ziren clones stuck by Jiro and was knocking the bad guys out. Then came the help of the local Tea task force. And soon, the guys were all beat. One clone noticed that there was a dead body. He sighed. Jiro is going to have a talk with his real self when this is done. But for right now, he needed to assess the damages.

It seemed that he had been cut on his leg. The clone looked at him. "I would help you, but considering how my abilities as a clone are for hurting, it would do you no good. Like to even physically touch you I could accidentally steal your blood from you."

Another Ziren clone came up and said, "We don't have time to waste.
The real me is hot on their trail. You know my blood flow. Listen for it and follow it."

Then the three blood clones went poof, with their usual blood mist, well away from other people so that it wouldn't hurt them.

The real Ziren at least made the guy stop. He looked at the dude dead in the eyes. His own eyes, the white around them, turning crimson red.

 

[Nanjirou Soku]

Soku in a last ditch attempt to free herself head butted the man. He staggered backwards swearing a D found himself facing a very angry Ziren. The kunoichi rubbed her throat where he had her in a choke hold and stepped forward in front of the blood user."No, Ziren, let me have this one." She then drew back her fist and slammed it straight into his stomach feeling the satisfaction as the male shouted in pain before his eyes rolled back in his hand and he face planted on the ground. Soku glared down at him kicking the beeping scanner aside."Damn goons."

It seemed Jiro and Ziren had taken care of the others and they lay sprawled or unconscious in the street. One was dead, it seemed and the local ninja had cordoned off the area evacuating everyone. Her neck still hurt and she didn't even know how she had ended up here. First thing, she'd been in some strangers hotel room and now here, beating up on some random goon. The girl knelt down beside the passed out man picking up a headband that had fell out of his pocket. It was not a shinobi headband, it was a simple white band with a metal protector in the center."Interesting."Soku murmured as she pocketed the strange jtem. This could mean something or be a wild goose chase.