Paging Junko to reception [private]

[Junan]

He had contacted the registry of shinobi to find out who this Junko was and how he could contact him. Being ANBU Sennin certainly helped him access shinobi profiles, but he didn't want someone elses opinion on the boy, if he'd wanted that he'd have asked Daisuke directly when he'd had a chance. But as Daisuke's understudy Akira couldn't help but assume the boy to be of good stock, perhaps a touch rough around the edges like his master. Daisuke certainly had that capability to snap, perhaps that was why he and Kushin had gotten along so well.

To contact the boy he'd ended up resorting to walking to the hospital, the letter sat held firmly between two fingers tapping lightly against his thigh as he walked, curious as to what the contents were, knowing he could read it but deciding that to do so would be disrespectful towards both Junko and the memory of Daisuke. He'd be entrusted this letter... and so he would hold up his end of that bargain.

Walking up to the reception desk he was fairly quickly recognised and the receptionist quizzed him with "I have no appointments booked for you Mr Saito, are you here to see someone?"

Akira nodded and replied with Yes I am, but not a patient. Do you know if a boy by the name of Tsuyoshi Junko is available? I need to have a word with him.

The lady let out a sound which made it seem like that was logical and as though she was amazed she hadn't realised that that was why he was there... when really she had no clue why he would want to speak with Junko. Looking around the building he wondered how much of the atmosphere had changed since Daisuke's parting, he assumed not much, it was too short a turnover for that to occur.

The receptionist broke Akira's train of thought and said "I'll call for him to come to reception, I believe he should be on break either now or soon depending on the last surgery he was booked in to take part in.

Thank you, I'll be sitting just over here. Akira said, nodding as he thanked her and moved to a spare seat to wait for Junko.

 

[Tsuyoshi Junko]

"I'll call for him to come to reception, I believe he should be on break either now or soon depending on the last surgery he was booked in to take part in."

"I'm actually going on brake now." Junko said walking up. His specialized Kunai was placed on the roof top, and that was the location he decided he'd spend his break time. "Hi, Tsuyoshi Junko. Please to meet you." Junko said making his way to the ANBU sennin. Giving eye contact, Junko eyes would seem cold with a blunt stare as he would hold out his hand for a handshake, if accepted, Junko would ensure it would be firm.

The medical shinobi had been meaning to meet with this man for quite sometime, but never gotten to it.Especially since the funeral. "You mentioned being a good friend of my Sensei at the funeral correct? Mind coming with me to where I'll be for my brake? There, we can discuss whatever you please." Junko would ask as they shook hands. If the sennin would agree, Junko would use his reality step jutsu to the roof where his kunai was located, taking the sennin with him in the process. It would probably surprise the old geezer, most defiantly a trick no one else knew to Junkos knowledge.

CRPJ

Spoiler

Name of Jutsu: Reality Step/seal

CRPJ's Effect: Allows Junko to reverse summon within a topic. by bending reality around him, creating a reality step. He's able to step through space in a mere instant, faster then normal. Warping energy releases from his pores, consuming him, giving off a flash. Then he'll reverse summon to his destination(Where a place formula must be located) Can take up to two people with him upon contact with their approval.

Jutsu Extension/Special action: User is able to place warping energy into a specialized seal and can place it upon a person(with consent) or object. The seal only remains on an object/person for thirty minutes. And can only be used within a single topic. Junko is able to use Reality step to reverse summon to or near the placed seal. Once used and if Junko wanted to use the Jutsu again, he must reverse summon to a different seal before returning to the previous one, within the 30 minute increment.

Example RP of how it will be used: A kunai placed with Junkos reality seal sat in the grass, stabbed into the ground near a tall tree. At the top of the tree, sat Junko comfortably relaxing. At the buzz of his pager, it was time to go. "Well, duty calls." Junko said as he used His new technique. With a flash, he stood by his kunai, picking it up as he begun making his way to the hospital.

Reason why it cannot be used in battle: It would be impossible to use the jutsu in the middle of battle. the focus required would be too hard to maintain in the middle of battle. Attempting to do so would cause a rip in reality itself, Junko would be lost forever.


Limitations:
*Only usable within single topics [Can not be used to enter a topic/switch topics]
*Cannot be used for things such as Forced Exit/Entry, Running/Fleeing, etc.
*If wishing to reverse summon with someone else requires their OOC permission and contact.
Happy to accept any extra limitations the team feels are necessary.

Topic Entered

 

[Junan]

It seemed Akira didn't even have time to seat himself, his lack of knowing what Junko looked like had meant his not seeing the boy approach.

He introduced himself to Akira and held his hand out, his eyes were blank though then again he likely knew little of Akira other than perhaps some stories... though that depended on the circles one travelled in. Akira met the others hand with his own, the massive hand attached to the nearly seven foot shinobi took Junko's firmly, the boy would feel the calluses and roughness of Akira's hand. A feel given due to hard labour as a blacksmith, Junko's blunt stare met with a more friendly look from Akira.

The boy mentioned that he'd meant to talk to him since the funeral, Akira nodded and then accepted the invitation to accompany the boy during his break. It seemed he wouldn't simply be an errand boy today after all. Using a special technique the two were transported to the roof. His footing was suddenly different and his knees gave a little as a reaction, giving himself a lower center of gravity and allowing him to regain any lost balance. Also as a shinobi allowing him to retaliate, though this wasn't a combat situation.

Looking around him he was initially confused and then began to recognise different buildings, his consciousness figuring out where they were after a couple of moments.

Interesting technique. He said as he stood straight again, his footing once more sure.

I came seeing you out because Daisuke entrusted a letter to me to give to you should he pass on shortly after my last conversation. Akira held up the letter letting Junko take it at his leisure. I thought they were being silly. I had no idea how low Kumogakure had fallen. He said the last part almost to himself, looking out across the village with a slight frown on his face as he did so. It wasn't really his place to judge, he was part of it, had he been more aware then maybe things would be different.

 

[Tsuyoshi Junko]

"Interesting technique."

"Thank you sir. I actually was meaning to show my sensei the technique before his death." Junko said with a pause. "I call it, the reality step." Junko said smirking, his eyes now filling with a bit more life. His break was the time he had to get away from everything, to enjoy himself, and do whatever he pleased.

"I came seeing you out because Daisuke entrusted a letter to me to give to you should he pass on shortly after my last conversation."

"Really?" Junko responded as his hand shook as he took the letter. Junko still could pictured the slaughtered bodies on the floor of the conference room. Blood covering the floor with the smell of death in the air. Despite the image, Junko's unique smile seemed to glow as he simply starred at the envelope. "For my sensei to give you this, you two really must've been close. With that said, any friend of his is a friend of mines." Junko said with a nod.

"I thought they were being silly. I had no idea how low Kumogakure had fallen."

"This village may have fallen to a low, but as my sensei fought for certain aspects of the village, I shall do the same." Junko said in response, peeling open the envelope a bit. Stopping, Junko looked up at the ANBU sennin. "I planned on joining the Sentou Henka Division soon, working close with the Anbu corporation. I wanted to speak with you and actually get to know you and become acquainted. Between my sensei's death, my thoughts, my family, and my work, I haven't been blessed with the proper time." Junko said scratching the back of his head.

"Things been pretty busy, but now is a great opportunity to talk right? I have an hour break after all. And if I want, even more time then that." Junko said looking back at the envelope. Observing the society, and the information given to the public, Junko wasn't big on trust at the moment, but the individual before him could change things.

"Sensei..." Junko thought as he stared at the envelope. This could provide him with the proper closure he needed. If not, it was know telling what would happen.

 

[Junan]

The boys response was all Akira could ask from any shinobi of Cloud. Daisuke had died for his belief and for a cause he believed in. Akira was sure that it would have been his dream for his student to take that same approach to his own life and the way he lived it. If all Kumogakureans had been like Daisuke then Daisuke wouldn't have died that day. Of that Akira was sure. He was aware of the story that he'd been told of course, but there were too many holes, too many issues.

Shin had called a meeting that day, Daisuke, Keiji, Kitsune, were all there by request of the Raikage. The official word that went to everyone Hoshikata had been killed by the forces of Cloud after he had attacked Shin, Ai had been driven insane and was now placed in the mental asylum. Akira was aware of noted closeness between Hoshikata and Haruka, but that didn't mean anything, nor was there any evidence to support this, only observations which had been written on reports.

What didn't make sense to Akira was the victim choices.

Shin - Sure, made sense, Raikage, he was the target.
Daisuke - Sure, he would fight for Shin, medical sennin, if you're wanting to disrupt the villages leadership, if you need to take out a threat he was the next target, that makes sense.
Student - This was where the story unravelled for Akira. Why kill a student? Nothing is to be gained by this. You have Haruka, Keiji, and Kitsune around as targets, people who based on the lack of their punishments must have been fighting for the Raikage. Was it a desperate last move to take a last soul down, or was it something else? Akira believed it to be something else, exactly what that was he could only speculate on.

His investigation was in its infancy, and he was going to be careful about doing so. If it was a coverup it was done so at the highest level, only the people he could trust would be the ones he would bring into this. All of those people at this exact moment in time were dead or greeting those who'd died. Akira would need to start from the ground up, and there were a couple of people he hoped he could count on. One was someone who was out of reach right now, but perhaps on his return he'd be someone willing and able to do something. The others were the boy before him, a boy recently joined to ANBU and Diago. But these three were untested, and he needed to learn more about them and who they were before he could truly trust any of them. The other he could only trust because he knew that the man would want a say in something like this. If he was needed... Akira was sure people would die, and those who didn't would flee because they would know that that man hunted them.

It was amazing what someone who could cause real fear could accomplish.

Now is a good time to talk. He said though he wasn't sure what the boy meant by having more time, assuming that he meant he could simply radio down to say he was unavailable. After all he was with the ANBU Sennin. People made time when Akira wanted it made, it didn't matter what branch they sat in. He watched the boy staring at the envelope, the corner torn.

Read that before we continue. I promise I've not looked. He had another letter to deliver after this as well on Daisuke's behalf. To Diago, his cousin.


Edit: Edited thoughts as they were incorrect.

 

[Tsuyoshi Junko]

Nodding, Junko opened the envelope. Pulling out a parchment, it filled with words that seemed to paint the paper. Just from a glance, it was obvious that Daisuke had a lot on his mind. "Thank you." Junko said looking up at Saito. Clearing his throat, Junko began to read

Dear Tsuyoshi Junko,

I hope you and your family are well. If you are reading this letter then it means I am no longer of this world. I dare not speculate as to how I passed on. Perhaps I fell in battle, died from an incurable illness, or somehow managed the impossible and died of old age. Regardless of the circumstances, I know you will continue to keep the hospital in good standing s well as take my teachings to a whole new level, to the best of your ability. As these are my last requests as your sensei and sennin, I ask that you please consider them wholeheartedly.

First, I’ve made arrangements for you to be promoted to a full fledged med-nin and receive my old office to do with as you see fit, in remembrance of me. I trust that you will keep it in fine condition. Second, I requested for you, Tsuyoshi Junko, to become a division head in whatever department you choose. I assured the new sennin that you are a capable young man and can handle the task. Should my request be approved and you become head of a division, I’ve asked that you be allow to recruit and manage your division as you see fit. I believed we’ve discussed this already. Third, I ask that you keep an eye on and possibly tutor my two other recruits, if they so desire it. Their names are Hyuuga Mirame and Sadoku Akuma. I recruited them both prior to my passing, but they chose other divisions so they never really learned from me with the exception at the time of recruitment. They are young and corrigible individuals as you can imagine. Keep alive their desire to become mednin.

Fourth, I understand that my body will be harvested because of the kinjutsu that I possess. I have, however, made a last will and testament where I have expressed a desire that my body be released to my cousin, Kaguya Daigo, in the event of my death. I hereby request that he be given my rinnegan eyes in a kinjutsu surgery and I hereby inform only you, my pupil, that I desire my body be used as a path so that I, in essence, may continue to serve Cloud village long after my death. This is not up for debate, my pupil. I apologize for failing to live another day. I have failed you in that aspect, but you are more important than any other in my eyes. You are the hope this village needs; the younger generation who crave knowledge; that walks their own path; that will eventually lead a new generation and preserve the kumogakurian ways.

Now that we’ve gotten all that business out of the way, we can get to the real letter. As we are ninjas, we know that we might one day meet our end up by traps, ambushes, groups of missing nin, or even by missions gone bad. My branch of the kaguya clan holds no grudges and only seek a glorious death among their slain enemies if possible. So long as I died loyal to my ideals (standing up for what I believe in), and attempted to wound at least one enemy if not kill said enemy in battle, then I am at peace with that and I ask that you be as well. I know what I ask of you is difficult, but please Junko, do not allow it to break, corrupt, harden, nor cast your heart into darkness. You are above that base desires for self destruction. Instead, live your life to the fullest as we our only here for a brief amount of time. Take the gifts I have bestowed upon you (feline contract, kinjutsu, and medical knowledge) and master them. Be a symbol of what a cloud shinobi should aspire to become. For a long time you have looked up to me and called me sensei, but you had it wrong the whole time. I admit that in all my time in this world, you have been my greatest teacher. I have taught students before, but none like you. You taught me a lot about myself, pushed my limitations, and just your presence made me want to be a better man than I was before, for your sake as well as my own.

Well, now I pass on the torch to you, Junko. The student has become the master! Love, teach, and respect others as I have done for you, but most importantly...Live Junko. Live for another day. See the world, find love, settle down and have a family of your own. For a life with no purpose or a life with aimless anger and self destructive behavior is not life at all. Live, my brother, and guide the next generation into a marvelous new future...for the glory of kumogakure! Become a pillar of the new generation; make our name legend...as it should be. I have faith in you, my student...no! The term ‘Student’ is too tiny, too insignificant, too meaningless a word to use in reference to you. My beloved family member is much more fitting. May both the old gods and the new, both protect and guide you onto a righteous path. May lord raiden blanket you and yours with a blessing forever lasting. May your family and friends continue to expand and flourish for an eternity. May you remain protected and should you meet your end earlier than expected, then make sure you die as I have...for the sake of a loved one and/or in service to this village following your beliefs and ideals to the grave as I have. Farewell, my relative; my feline brethren; my greatest mentor; my master...Tsuyoshi Junko-sama!

Thank you for taking time out of your busy schedule to read what are to be my last words. I thank you for all you have done and for being so loyal to me through this transition. I have never trusted many people, but you are one of a select few. I wish you the best of luck in all your servitude to Kumogakure.

P.S. Anything further, such as your inheritance, will be handled by my cousin, Daigo, at a later time.

Forever a sincere and humble servant of Kumogakure,

Kaguya Daisuke

Tears had already began to drop on the paper. Lifting his head up, the medical shinobi smiled. Tilting his head back, Junko stared into the cloudy skies. Daisuke wasn't only his teacher, he was family. A individual he could always come to, for anything. Folding the letter, Junko put it in his inner coat pocket. Wiping away his tears, Junko shook his head.

"Justice must be found." Junko mumbled. His voice was low, and the sennin probably didn't even hear him. Looking at all the evidence, this wasn't a matter that could simply be swept under the carpet. Nor was this a matter that would simply be forgotten, especially not for Junko. Seeing the bodies himself changed everything. He was over the autopsy and inspected the bodies himself. Specifically, Junko remembered the lifelessness of his sensei's body. The picture tormented his mind. His sensei's death made no sense and the only thing Junko could think of was that his sensei's death was covered up.

In all honesty, that was the only explanation. Looking at the scenario, only a shinobi with elite skills in medical Jutsu could cover up a body without flaw, and from what's been told to Junko about the meeting, two medical shinobi was present. "Not revenge, but Justice." Junko thought before he looked back at saito.

"Thank you again." Junko said with a smile. "I can't help but think. Would things have been different if Kushin-sama was here. My sensei often spoke of him, giving him high praise. I've seen him a few times, and it's said that he's not one to play with. Back when he was medical sennin, no bull shit like this was happening." Junko said with a pause.

"I've heard stories about that man, and I'm sure he'd probably be disappointed, if not angry at the event that transpired." Junko said beginning a vast diverse amount of hand signs. "Saito sir. If you don't mind, could you come with me? I'd hate for time to be our enemy in our conversation. Like I said, we can have more time." Junko said as winds began to swirl beside them. Bending reality into a separate void, Junko created a small vortex the sennin and could step into. "The void's time greatly differs from normal reality. Hours of time can pass within the void while only minutes pass in the outside world." Junko said raising a hand for the sennin to enter first. If he was uncomfortable, Junko would surely enter first. Within the void, they'd have all the privacy they needed.

CRPJ:

Spoiler

Name Of Jutsu: Reality Void
Effect:
Allows the user to bend reality into a separate void, creating a small vortex the user and other people can step into. The void's time greatly differs from normal reality. Hours of time can pass within the void while only minutes have passed in the original reality. The user is able to create a duplicate of any 10x10x10 meter (after which the scenery fades to white) space from their memory to their best of their knowledge. Items or people (with their cooperation) currently being touched can also be brought into the void. Wherever the void was created for entering is the same place the void will reappear for the user's exit.

Specifications:
The dimension created gives the user a replica of a duplicate of any 10x10x10 (after which the scenery fades to white) meter space from their memory to the best of their knowledge. (For example, if he duplicates a library he visited the books' pages will be blank unless he read the books).
Time functions differently in the alternate dimension. At B-rank 2 hours in the dimension pass while 10 minutes pass in ours. At A-Rank, 8 hours for 10 minutes. A S-rank, 12 hours for 10 minutes.
The user can bring inanimate objects or people (with their permission, as dragging someone into another reality requires their full cooperation) they are touching at the time into the void with them. People can leave at any time, as they are drawn naturally to their home dimension unless they cooperate with the user.
The user can't just think up items to bring into existence inside. Only items and people brought via the method or items present in the user's memory will be present.
While in the void, time passes normally for the user so in the example given the user will age the specified hours when only 10 minutes have passed for everyone else.
Travelling to another dimension is a massive undertaking. After using this ability the user requires 3 days before they are able to do it again. (To prevent chaining together visits to extend total time.)
Requires a long chain of handseals resulting in a total prep time of 30 seconds to perform. If anything disrupts the user's concentration, the ability fails. (Preventing it from being used in battle.)

MFT
WC:452

 

[Junan]

Akira's eyes half watched the boy but half didn't. He listened to the words and though he was interested in the boy's reaction to the words he didn't want to encroach on his personal space. The message was one intended for him, and it seemed that Daisuke had done well by him. The boy was now a full Mednin and was to be in charge of his own department as well as take Daisuke's office. Both were great honours, Akira just wished that Daisuke could have been alive to do so.

Junko then looked at him after taking a few tentative breaths and pulling himself back together. He let out a question about whether things would have been different if Kushin had been around. Akira hadn't been aware of how high a praise Daisuke gave the man, but apparently he was well respected by his friend. And Junko was right. It did seem that nothing like this happened when he was around.

It would be hard to say whether this would have happened or not. Indeed for Akira the fact that he wasn't involved is why he felt the man might be an ally. Had he known about it, taken part in things then perhaps he'd have found the result fine. Akira was well aware of the rumours and the patterns in the mans missions. But without being consulted... perhaps he'd take offense to that and use it to build his credibility. That was the kind of man they were dealing with with Kushin, he was a wild card, not someone they could have relied on to stop this.

But then again he wouldn't dash the thoughts of a boy trying to grasp at the idea of someone who his master had told him about, so that was all he would say about it.

It then seemed that the boy had more surprises in store for him, he could create a separate void, plane, whatever anyone wanted to call it. Akira nodded and entered the place. The boy wasn't an enemy, and if he was he would have been biting off more than he could chew with Akira. But also, if the conversation did need to get on a topic of which Akira didn't want to be over heard then this would work to achieve that.

 

[Tsuyoshi Junko]

Entering the vortex, the portal closed behind them. They stepped into a blank environment, pure white with No sign of life besides them. Each step echoed and was heard with every thud. Looking into the eyes of the sennin, Junko began to smirk. "So, lets take a seat." Junko said putting his hands in his pockets.

In a matter of moments, the area around them began swirling in a variety of colors. A brown office table slowly faded into existence in between the individuals with a series of Walls, carpet, office chairs, and more. If the Sennin recognized, he'd notice that they'd be standing in one of the many conference rooms of the Torre Celeste. Surely as sennin, he'd visited these rooms a plethora of times.

Once the morph of the void was complete, Junko grabbed a chair. "The objects and everything in this room correlates to my memory. This void allows me to bring everything back based off my memory bank." Junko said placing a finger to his temple as he sat. "As long as I remember, objects, scenery, and more. I can interact with it." Junko said feeling a bit good about himself.

"Now, about my assistance in the Sentou Henka division. Since I'll be working directly with you and your personnel, I'd like to learn more about you. Aside from the job, it's to know the man my Sensei trusted and considered a valuable friend." Junko said with a pause. "Honestly, with how these chain of events have transpired, I don't trust many. Barely my own branch. The same branch Kushin and Daisuke pushed so hard to prosper. So, if you would, tell me about yourself and your bond with my sensei." Junko said with kindness. If the sennin didn't feel comfortable, Junko would surely go first if he needed to.

 

[Junan]

[OOC: Sorry for delay, been prepping for job interviews and the like]

The boy was confident in his abilities, Akira could see it in the smirk, but he wasn't threatened. The boy was skilled, and that was good for the future of the village and was not to be disheartened. If this boy had been involved in the fight at the tower and Kushin had been there Akira was certain that whoever attacked the boy would have found themselves destroyed. That was one thing Akira had been confident with his assessment of the man with regards to. Perhaps the only reason the two hadn't done battle in Akira's forge the day that the man had paid him a visit.

The shapes shifted and they stood in one of the conference rooms in the tower. The boy described the ability of the jutsu and Akira listened as he looked around. Activating Byakugan he found himself staring into nothingness outside of the surroundings, walls of chakra blocking his vision. Yes, it was limited to the boys memory.

Deactivating the eye technique he moved about the room carefully. There were imperfections with areas of the table and chairs. As was the issue with memory based techniques the memory often had to fill in the gaps. Where the table was detailed at one area it was plain in another, the right colour but that was about all. Still it was an effective technique.

So then questions came as he wandered carefully around the room.

Your sensei and I have known each other for the better part of three decades. We studied at the academy together, he was slightly older than I was and I felt he was stronger than I was for a long time, though recently I found that he felt the opposite to be true. But such was our skill that perhaps we were both correct but with regards to different areas.

His hands graced the walls as he continued his study of the technique, measuring its strengths and weaknesses. A thing his own sensei taught him to do long ago.

He was unsure of where he sat in the village and served the village as he felt best for a long time. It took Kushin to set him on the path that he eventually chose. Akira smiled at this and turned a look to the boy Seems strange to me that it would be the younger generations who would guide him and for me it was the older generations, Shinbatsu, Karubin, Masao were my guides. Shin, Kushin, and you were his.

Turning back to what he was doing he continued.

We have a friendship founded in trust and respect for each other. He knew that I would do what was requested of me, which was why he gave me several letters to deliver should his prediction come true. It's a bond that could only be truly created over the period of time that we served the same cause for. I was lucky that I had such close friends who had survived for so long, most my age are not so lucky. Now I am in the same boat, one of the few survivors of my generation, the only other of my friends who survives is Akuhei.

Having finished his check he turned to the boy again.

I hope you survive long enough to look back at your life and the lives of your friends so that you too can honour them with your actions.

 

[Tsuyoshi Junko]

Observing the ANBU sennin, he seemed to be observing things himself. He quickly realized that everything wasn't picture perfect, but was remarkable to some extent. Junko couldn't remember a few details, but he got the Just of things. Noticing the sennins eye make a transformation, Junko was surprised. "The legendary byakugan." Junko thought, instantly thinking about Karin.

Soon, the ANBU Sennin began to talk. His words made Junko reminisce, flashing back to his academy days and the individuals he grew up with. Haru was dead, and the others were missing in action, probably after giving up on the Shinobi life.


"We have a friendship founded in trust and respect for each other. He knew that I would do what was requested of me, which was why he gave me several letters to deliver should his prediction come true. It's a bond that could only be truly created over the period of time that we served the same cause for. I was lucky that I had such close friends who had survived for so long, most my age are not so lucky. Now I am in the same boat, one of the few survivors of my generation, the only other of my friends who survives is Akuhei."
"I hope you survive long enough to look back at your life and the lives of your friends so that you too can honour them with your actions."


"All the comrades I've been in the academy with are either dead, or gave up on the shinobi lifestyle." Junko said shaking his head. "Only people left from my time so far is me, and my brother. Prodigies of our time." Junko said with a nod.

"I would like to say thank you. It's nice to know that my Sensei had other extraordinary people in his corner." Junko said smiling. He once again envisioned the bodies in his mind. Despite his memory, he could always picture the bodies in full. After hours of doing that autopsy, he remembered every detail their was involving that conference room and the corpses.

"I must ask." Junko said face palming. After an extensive pause, he continued. "What do you think of this whole scenario involving the deaths of my sensei, my brothers sensei, and Ejji?" Junko asked starring in seriousness. "I honestly don't believe the word given to the public." Junko said. If this was to go wrong, the Anbu sennin could very well attempt to kill Junko, or turn him over for conspiracy against kumogakures government authority and village personnel. The Anbu sennin had Junkos trust, but his next words and actions would tell it all.

 

[Junan]

It would be hard to be the last of your class at that age. Junko mentioned his brother... Akira would bring up the thought that reminded him of later, when it was more appropriate, probably before he left.

Yet then he was asked about his thoughts on the deaths of his friends and the child. It was followed by Junko's own thoughts. Akira was beyond fear, it was something for those who were not at the top of the food chain, something for people who still had yet to prove their abilities and understand their limits. Akira had no limits anymore, one day he would fall, maybe his master would pull him from this earth, both were equally possible in Akira's mind, but if he should fall it would be in old age or against too many opponents for any shinobi to truly manage.

Still that wasn't the topic.

There are parts which create questions in my mind. The death of the child is at the front of my mind, also the number of records which are false or being withheld from me, the ANBU Sennin. A person who in Akira's mind should never have information withheld from. Even the Raikage had information which didn't reach his ears, but that was because the ANBU Sennin was dealing with the matter. Akira was the one who would stand in the mud and protect the village and the Raikage from being stained by it, that was his role. But this time, he was in the dark, being told things, shown things which had been created after the fact (of which he only knew because he was so familiar with Shin's handwriting that he knew it to be wrong).

Certainly to attack the Raikage and Medical Sennin is something we should expect to a degree. But then to target the child, it doesn't fit. Why kill the child, wouldn't his task have been over when he killed Shin and Daisuke? He could have left at that point, and if the others had arrived then surely he would have targeted them rather than the child. It had been on his mind for some time.

I was shown written descriptions of the autopsy... but I don't know how much of it to believe and how much has changed from the actual report. No images were enclosed and no-one has recorded the image using the snapshot jutsu.

 

[Tsuyoshi Junko]

"There are parts which create questions in my mind. The death of the child is at the front of my mind, also the number of records which are false or being withheld from me, the ANBU Sennin."

"Council.." Junko thought, thinking of the people that's really leading kumogakure from the shadows. It was quite odd, council keeping information from the ANBU sennin, of all people. At the same time, it was understandable. Council wouldn't want any leakage of information involving the possible things that transpired. Hell, After the autopsy, even Junko was left in the dark. More then likely for the same reason Saito was left in the dark.

"Certainly to attack the Raikage and Medical Sennin is something we should expect to a degree. But then to target the child, it doesn't fit. Why kill the child, wouldn't his task have been over when he killed Shin and Daisuke? He could have left at that point, and if the others had arrived then surely he would have targeted them rather than the child."

"I was shown written descriptions of the autopsy... but I don't know how much of it to believe and how much has changed from the actual report. No images were enclosed and no-one has recorded the image using the snapshot jutsu."

The sennins analytical skills were superb. It immediately let Junko know the sennin wasn't oblivious to the truth and it needed to be looked into even more. It was a good sign, one which insured trust, and much more in Junkos eyes. Junko sighed. "I'm actually the individual that did the autopsy the same day of the treacherous incident." Junko said after finding out that his information could've been altered. "I seen the horrible bodies first hand. I even formed my own hypothesis and presented it to a councilmen. A strong hypothesis that was enough to put everyone down." Junko said feeling his curse seals flare.

His body was becoming accustomed to the dark chakra, almost as if it was becoming one with his body and soul. "The truth is, that meeting held all the individuals at once. No one came and saved the day or any of that bull shit." Junko said bluntly. "I had a guard give me a rundown before I started my official work. I can't get the scene out of my head. Every detail, remembered, and constantly moving through my mind." Junko said with a smirk.

"What's my hypothesis?" Junko asked hypothetically as the room began to shift once more. The walls received cracks, the floor was painted in blood, the table fell from missing a leg, and the stench of death with acid grew around them. "I'll tell you what I told council. Hopefully, I can find justice, true justice." Junko said standing to his feet as he stared at the sennin. Behind him, the bodies of Shin, Daisuke, Ejji, and Hoshikata rested. Laying in the same position Junko saw them when he did the autopsy.

" Based on the critical wounds and their accurate placements matched with the blood lost in this room, we're dealing with quite a marksmen. Even with that information, the wounds of Daisuke and Ejjis does not add up with their fatality. They should honestly still be alive, or someone should've been able to save them. After all, their was two medical shinobi right? Taking out these individuals couldn't have been a one man job. Even with that, If the former mizukage took out the Raikage, then why do they have the same wounds? I don't care what type of abilities you have, especially coming to the death of two fellow kumogakure shinobi and our beloved Raikage which we ALL suppose to put our lives on the line to protect. One man, killed three people while four other fellow kumogakure shinobi was in this room? Get the hell out of here. For a person to even be able to breath on the Raikage wrong means someone's not doing their job." Junko said as with a pause. "Two of these shinobi deaths has no real horrifying cause. Acid couldn't do all this. If so, wouldn't their be more blood?" Junko said pointing at the bodies. If the sennin wanted to, he could very well inspect them himself.

"What really happen to them is a mystery, but it's a possibility that things could've been covered. Meaning, a fine individual or individuals that are intelligent in the art of healing and/or covering things up." Junko said shaking his head. "That meeting contained Keiji, kitsune, Daisuke, Ejji, Haruka, Ai, Hoshikata, and the Raikage. What I found interesting was Haruka and Hoshikata being lovers. She could've very well assisted Hoshikata in a sinister plot." Junko added, looking at the Anbu sennin. What would be his new thoughts? Opinion? or Response?

Junko was well aware of Ai receiving psychology medical attention at the hospital, but even that didn't sit right. He had the rank of a full fledged chunnin. With that rank, it didn't come easy. Most people of that stature had already killed and witnessed thousands of deaths. So, why all of a sudden did he have a breakdown? Was that the way they had the boy keep quiet?

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>Autopsy Form/Notes

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Autopsy of former Raikage sensei Hayata Shin.
Past Mizukage Isaki Hoshikata
Former Medical Sennin Kaguya Daisuke
Genin of Kumogakure Raitoningu Ejji
Date: 13th December 1493
Autopsy performed by Tsuyoshi Junko


Hayata Shin
- Puncture Wounds (Beneath surface of skin) (was hidden, but found)
- Acid (covered entire body)
- Excessive loss of blood
-internal damage

Isaki Hoshikata
- Puncture Wounds(Beneath surface of skin) (Was hidden, but found)
- Acid (Covered entire body)
- internal damage

Kaguya Daisuke
- Puncture wounds (Altered greatly by extreme medical work) (Unfound)
- Acid (covered entire body)
- abnormal Cuts, scrapes, bruises,

Raitoningu Ejji
- Puncture Wounds (Altered greatly by extreme medical work) (Unfound)
-abnormal Cuts, scrapes, bruises,
- Acid (Covered Entire body)
-Excessive loss of blood

 

[Junan]

So he had been the one to perform the autopsy. It was amazing the types of mistakes being made by whoever was trying to keep this quiet. They had Daisuke's student perform the autopsy on his master. They had promoted Akira, Shin's best and most close ally to ANBU Sennin only to then raise his suspicions by withholding information. Everything Akira questioned were things which were based on loose ideas, assumptions that the person making the attack wasn't a complete coward which was based on his willingness to attack the Raikage and Medical Sennin in the Raikage Tower of all places. Stupid perhaps, but a coward didn't seem likely.

The boy had of course reached his own conclusions, but Akira would need to listen to them for he was in the unusual situation where a mednin held more information than he, the ANBU Sennin. The boy would have a better idea than he would and had more time to come to his conclusions.

Akira activated his snapshot jutsu to record the conversation and the location. He would need to review this conversation after he left. Make sure he had all the information being given, make sure he could investigate things with the knowledge and skill that he had.

Then he was told they were all in the room at once... a guard had mentioned it to Junko. He would need to get the mans description, the guards of the tower were usually ANBU, he would be able to get their record and speak to the man.

Then Junko said something which was said with a particular level of emphasis Akira was accustomed to. This is what he sought, true justice. Unfortunately Akira would have to try and find out what he meant by that. Eye for an eye? Or did he want to gather the facts and place them in front of a jury? If it was the latter Akira was beginning to doubt how much help he would be. If what he was hearing was true then the council knew about this and were covering it up, which meant that the council had deemed that the lives of the survivors were worth too much to lose, so no court would achieve anything. The other issue however was why did council value this small group so much. Only Kitsune was a Sennin and at the time she wasn't even that. The rest were replaceable as far as he could tell, Haruka and Kitsune were up for Raikage, both more interested than he himself was.

So perhaps that had been council's plan from the beginning, that these were two of the people who could take the position of Raikage.

He had to refocus from his mind wandering back to what Junko was saying and showing him, the bodies on the floor were those of Shin, Daisuke, Ejji and Hoshikata.

But it was the wounds that he was looking at most. All of them were the same. Shin and Daisuke had other additional damage taken but those were different from the damage sustained by Hoshikata, which meant that one person had attacked all four, he could only hope that the other damage sustained had been by Hoshikata, but this evidence meant that in reality Hoshikata could have been an ally of Shin, Daisuke and Ejji.

That the damage sustained by Daisuke and Ejji shouldn't have put them out of commission, which meant that they must have been two of the last to be taken down, the target was Shin. But what of Hoshikata, it was an important part of the puzzle, it changed how much the others participated, whether they could have simply stood by and watched or whether they did this and used Hoshikata as a scapegoat. And if it was the latter then it meant that Keiji, Kitsune, Haruka and Ai were allies, and Ai was in the medical branch for his imprisonment.

Shit.

He took a look himself at the wounds. The acid seemed clumsy and unnecessary. Were the attacks perhaps acid tipped arrows? It was the closest thing he could think of that would cause this type of wound, but even that didn't make sense, the wounds were rounded from causes other than the acid, not deep enough to have been an arrow shot at short range.

There were two medical shinobi there though. One now the Sennin the other Kushin's student. This could have been their doing. Which showed deliberate intervention on their behalf to cover up what happened. Perhaps to save the fourth of their number, the archer.

Akira had to voice his deepest concern.

Or she used him as a decoy, a scapegoat, someone they all could blame so that they could kill a Raikage and a Sennin and get away with it. Which would explain the death of the child. He decided not to co-operate, wrong place, wrong time.

 

[Tsuyoshi Junko]

"Or she used him as a decoy, a scapegoat, someone they all could blame so that they could kill a Raikage and a Sennin and get away with it. Which would explain the death of the child. He decided not to co-operate, wrong place, wrong time."

"Another possibility." Junko responded, not even considering that possibility. It was a lot to analyze and even more to deal with considering the people assumed to be involved. "Justice must be served and the truth must be clarified. Meaning, Punishment must be given, but this can't be done through the courts. Not yet." Junko said with a pause.

"Simply due to council, I have a strong hunch that they're on this as well. My sensei nor the Raikage would want revenge, but they would want justice. So, if all else fail and the council isn't brung down. As shinobi, we are suppose to have the heart and soul for the protection of what's right, we must take matters into our own hands. For the village. This corruption must be put to an end." Junko said extending his hand for a handshake.

This time, Junko no longer had that blunt stare. His eyes filled with passion, hope, and kindness. "Despite these elections, I know and feel as if you're what this village needs. If you're striving to shed light on the darkness within the village, consider me and my brother an ally, and I hope you win."

 

[Junan]

Yes, I would assume the council have attempted to cover this up as well. Otherwise the reports I'd have received would have been more substantial and not hidden this much information. The courts are out of the question, and I am the ANBU Sennin. It is my job to protect this village from any threat, internal or external.

His hand met Junko's shaking it, there was an amount of trust which had been built here. But it was still only new and Akira had been given much information which he had only barely been able to begin to put together into some kind of sense. He would need more time to analyse what was going on.

As they shook hands Junko said his piece about the elections, to which Akira responded with Thank you, but I don't have the drive to win that either of the other two have. I can serve my village from the Sennin position. If I had known of this information before the elections began I might have put more energy into it, but I didn't.

Their hands separated and he continued We need to be certain of our actions. Acting on possibilities could result in our reputations and lives in Kumogakure being put on the line. It would also mean that we could be completely wrong.

Before leaving Akira had one last thing.

Pulling out another letter he held it out for Junko to take.

This is for your brother from Shin. I trust that you will see that he gets it.

 

[Tsuyoshi Junko]

"We need to be certain of our actions. Acting on possibilities could result in our reputations and lives in Kumogakure being put on the line. It would also mean that we could be completely wrong."

"Agreed. It'll be best to clarify the truth. then, we take action." Junko said in response.

It would seem that the meeting was nearing an end. A simple delivery turned into much more. Before leaving, the sennin had something else. "Something more?" Junko thought as the sennin pulled out another envelope.

"This is for your brother from Shin. I trust that you will see that he gets it."

Smiling, Junko nodded. It was obvious that even the Raikage was prepared for this catastrophe. The Prodigy brothers was already preparing for the roads ahead. It was only a matter of time. Junko awaited Mazoku's return, and Aiko awaited a surgery. The last steps to their Enlightenment training to reach new heights.

"Thank you, I'll be sure to get this to my brother." Junko said taking the letter. In a matter of moments, the void faded back to white. Once again, emptiness filled the area. Blank, like a white sheet of paper. A swirl of chakra appeared once more. "I've Enjoyed our meeting. I'll be sure to keep in contact." Junko would say as they would make their exit. Now, Junko could enjoy the rest of his break before returning to work.

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Note: Letter Taken

 

[Junan]

Yes. Do keep in contact. If you find anything else out let me know, I too will keep you in the loop.

He would have to go away and look at the records of who was on duty during the time of the murders. It seemed that the guards at least had some information, and they might have heard the sounds of the fighting even if they didn't arrive on time to end it themselves. If this is the case then perhaps he could be given a run down of the sounds... sometimes those alone could herald clues as to what has happened.

With the official medical report in his pocket he left.

Despite all this in mind, there were others he had promised to meet as well.

Daigo was the next on his list.

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