The Sad Truth (Open)

[Ketsueki Satou]

The sound of people talking, conversing among one another. Traders and vendors selling their wares to passerby, the young run about laughing and playing. Haggling for herbs,spices and of course, tea. For the Tea Country was known for this commodity, more so people would refer to this city, Kurosawa as it was called.


Kaza spoke at length how lively and happy the people were in Kurosawa. And Satou was seeing that with his own eyes now as he sat waiting for Kaza to finish bartering with some of the merchants. He was here on business as usual, but Satou didn't mind that. Any time spent with Kaza was enthralling to him. His love for the Shinobi was rather deep now that they've spent such a vast amount of time together.


Now that Satou can confide in someone, to hold and to love again. He rarely thought about going back to Kumogakure. To be frank at times he simply forgets about the village, the people and his past living with the village hidden in the clouds. Yet there would always be a tinge of something that reminded him of Kahako or Keiji. People he relied on just as much as he relies on Kaza now.


Sitting there watching the people pass by, Satou himself dressed in a simple black suit and red tie, black suede dress shoes and a burning cigerrette hanging off his lips, inhaling the smoke to burn his hunger away. Smoking and drinking alcohol always helped the bloodlust. But as he stemmed away from Kahako's miracle blood, Satou has struggled with sustaining himself on Kaza.


The possessed man felt horrible for using Kaza like that, he would feet his chest tighten every time he saw Kaza's neck or wrists. the scaring of his bites and the cuts made were showing more pronounced now after repeated feedings. Worrying for his lovers health, Satou has held back from drinking blood too often, and has stuck to alcohol for the past couple months.


While waiting he was also sipping on a wine jug, the wine here was rather refreshing, though the looks he was getting for drinking in public were scrupulous at best. They judge you, they see you're not normal. They can tell you're not drunk even though you've already drank a liter of that wine. I don't give a shit, let them stare and judge.


Satou laughed quietly to himself. He was surprised the demon didn't try to torture him. In fact, the last couple weeks the monster inside of him has been disturbingly quiet. You haven't talked much to me in awhile, why is that? When asked Satou felt nothing inside. He tried concentrating and going inward to his mind space. The silence was almost enough to draw Satou into a panic.


On the outside it looked as if Satou zoned out while smoking his ciggerette.

The room was warm and well lit by the fireplace, the wood crackling in the flames. Satou glanced about the wide library like room. No sound, no voice, not even a glimpse of the being was here. Panic started to rise in him, the demon was never this withdrawn from him. It would usually make fun of him or torture him with memories from his long forgotten past.


Yet nothing greeted Satou as he sat down in the room alone. "Where are you?" He spoke aloud to the deafening silence. He heard it's voice not more then a moment ago, yet inside, it felt empty. Then something came to his realization, standing in a empty library room, with empty shelves. All the books that lined the walls were gone, it was empty. Satou took himself out of the room and back to reality that comes snapping back.

Shaking, disturbed he corked the wine and butted his ciggerette on the ground. He tried focusing his power, raising the demons cloak around him was simple enough, and it came to his beckoning mental whim. The power was still there, he could feel the energy flowing through him. He decided to test his power by simply cutting off the end off his ciggerette with kinetic energy. And doing so was easy as he focused on the tip of the burnt ciggerette and watched as small pinpoints of energy cut off the end to be a shortened unsmoked ciggerette.


"Still have it, but why is the demon being quiet." He whispered, as he was worried the demon was plotting something, or something was already going on somewhere. Where is Kaza? Satou looked about, and not a sight of his lover to be seen. @!#$ He bolted to his feet and began looking around in flitting motion, a blur to natural human eyes but to a Shinobi, they would see a well dressed young man looking frantically for someone.

 

[Miroku Akkuma]

Kaza had been enjoying his time with his love & found himself yet again stuck doing more work for the clan. Brokering trade deals with some of the local merchants. He'd grown weary of Satou's efforts to resist feeding upon him. For his lovers strain had not gone unnoticed by the Agent. Having kept a close watch over the being ever since his demon within told him what would happen if he didn't feed. The Merchant before him was intent on making his time difficult insisting on a most ridiculous cost. "No. That is simply too much. I'll offer no more then ten beasts for each cart of grain." he'd say with a tone of finality coating his words. The merchant would give a defeated sigh knowing that he was getting a fair trade. Handing him the order papers he would state. "I expect delivery of the first cart every week. Do we have an understanding?" he'd ask the trader. With a nod & a mumble about travel expenses he would wave a hand dismissively. An act silencing the man before him with that he would walk away with no further argument from the individual.

It was then he realized he could not see his love. He felt a pang of fear clutch at his heart as he felt his heart begin to quicken. Moving through the crowd his forest green eyes scanned the crowd around him. Through all the masses he was unable to see the man who'd stolen his heart. Turning around he began to feel a rush of fear as it crept further into his mind. Had the demon taken control of him yet again? Would this be the last time he saw him? These words flooded his mind as he moved through the crowd with an increasing sense of urgency with each step. After a few minutes had passed the young shinobi had begun to reach the point of despair. Thinking he'd lost his love in this unknown land, surrounded by strangers & those who had nothing but disdain for those like his lover.

With a quick flurry of handseals he activated his chakra tracker jutsu & proceeded to continue his search for the man he loved. Only being able to do so after remembering his training & focusing himself. If his lover had been accosted by these foreigners he'd ensure they came to remember the folly of their actions. Little did he know that his lover was searching for him & was going through a most agonizing realization. What pain Kaza would feel when he realized his lover had suffered while he'd not been close at hand to remedy such pain.

[Topic Entered with Clan NPC Kaza]

 

[Ketsueki Satou]

Darting to and fro between the bodies that crowded the streets. He wasn't stupid. His beloved was a businessman through and through. Where ever Kaza went it was not completely for pleasures. His clan had business here, Satou was sure of that much. Stall to stall, and vendors he spotted in running distance he rushed around breathable spaces between people. Being careful not to run headlong into anyone.

The sheer force of his body coming to impact with a civilian could probably gravely injure them. After hopping to several stalls, he stopped searching frantically and took his time more. There was something in the air near one of the food vendors, it could have been Kaza's cologne. He couldn't smell Kaza's blood among the sea of scents, human blood was one thing. Yet when faced with a crowd surrounding him. The smell of the cologne was masked by human blood. His throat had dried even more from all the running, giving him a slight coughing fit. And an agitated hunger running along his stomach.

He decided to approach the food vendor, questioning people may yield better results. Approaching the man with a calm smile and doing his best not to lose his temper.

"Excuse me, have you seen a young man here just awhile ago? about this height and-" He rattled off a closest description he could give for Kaza. The man pondered for a bit. Satou was losing his patience and got up close to the man, his voice a bit more rough, he could feel his eyes burning with demonic presence. "Has he been here or not?!" He didn't notice his hand had reached out and grabbed the man.

At which the vendor panicked and tried to get away, saying he didn't know if he saw someone that matched the description. Satou could see the fear on the mans face, see the veins throbbing on his neck, his hand tightened around the collar. He was slowly dragging the man closer as the overly large vendor struggled to get away, and soon enough would have shouted for help if Satou had not let him go to fall over into his stand of food.

Satou stood there, a bit blank faced as to what just happened, only to look around and see a large number of faces staring at the scene. He took this as a good time to leave and continue his search.

After calming down and having walked down the road from the incident, breathing and trying to focus, he thought of shouting or calling out. But would Kaza hear him? The crowd was bustling and loud, people were talking over each other. No, Kaza wouldn't be able to hear a normal shout. But what about calling on different senses? As a demon himself, he can exude an aura of ill feeling about himself. The same feeling when people feel danger is close by, something horrible stands among you. A natural demonic aura.

Satou hadn't let out the aura in some time. He had dropped the cloak awhile ago, raising his natural aura now among the crowd. A feeling of death surrounded him and many bodies parted ways, some people started complaining about feeling ill. Some even doubled over vomiting from sudden weakness.

Satou didn't feel for them, he merely moved through the crowd and they would part ways, weed out the humans among him to find the one that meant the world to him. "Kaza, where did you go?" He whispered dryly.

 

[Miroku Akkuma]

Kaza began to feel true fear as the time passed for each moment separated from his love caused his mind to consider all manner of ill fates for his lover. Moving through the crowd of strangers he felt a hand clasp around his wrist, with a tightness that made his head snap round thinking perhaps it would be Satou. But instead he saw the eyes of a gruff looking man who was accompanied by another trio of brutish looking men. "You're coming with us, Miroku. There's a debt to be paid..." he'd say with a murderous glare in his eyes. For the first time in his adult life Kaza froze, he knew that Akkuma would expect him to deal with this matter privately out of the eyes of the public. During that moment he felt a pain on the back of his head as his body fell slack & darkness engulfed him.

The young Aburame had been wrong there were five assailants much to his dismay, for he would soon find himself waking on the back of a cart. They'd bound him & gagged the shinobi. Fortunately for him neither of those things mattered for he had other means of getting attention. Swarms of kikaichu began to tunnel from his flesh assailing those who'd dared to harm their Hive. It was all Kaza could achieve through the thought stopping ache that kept splitting his head. It seemed he would have no choice but to use that move to try & draw out his lover. One of his swarms formed into a clone of the agent cutting free his bonds & turning to face one of the thugs moving to stop them. Before they could close the gap Kaza removed the rags gagging him & spewed fourth thousands of kikaichu.

They flew out in a spiraling vortex smashing apart the cart with the force of their sheer numbers & soaring higher. It would be a sight visible from a great distance. While Kaza had been concealing just how vast the effects of his lovers hunger had been on his body he knew if this didn't get his attention he may not see the being again. Rolling to the ground in a heap of debris from the cart he tried to push himself up, only to find a boot swiftly ready to greet his face. Such was the impact of the blow that it sent him rolling across the ground again. He felt the warmth of his blood trickling down his forehead as he slowly began to fade out of consciousness again. There was a cry of horror from a nearby woman one of the other thugs proceeded to boot Kaza in the torso. His ribs could be heard breaking from those nearby.

He still hadn't learned why these men had taken him. Were they disgruntled old customers? Little did he know that his Master & one of his new pets that had been unleashed upon society had essentially waged a small gang war only weeks before. These were some of the stragglers who'd come seeking revenge. Knowing the Miroku would never miss an Event such as this. It was just Kaza's poor luck that it was he they found instead of Akkuma. "God....damned....bastard! You scared off the damn horse!" the man roared as he continued to kick Kaza, a sickening thud & crack heard with each blow. Bruising had already begun to show, his face was swollen & his head dripped blood from the blows. He tried to call out for Satou but the pain & injuries denied him even that now.

Hopelessness had begun to set over the Agent, his Lord had warned him to be on his guard. He'd been foolish to unaware of everything going on around him. His mistake had cost him his life & most importantly to the young man his lover. In that moment it sunk in he may never see Satou again & tears began to stream down his face. Would the Fates truly be so cruel? The next thoughts that ran through his head were of his lover & the suffering such loss would bring to him. Kaza knew it would be a pain that he'd never wished to put his lover through.

[Kaza NPC Victim of Kidnapping Gone Very Wrong]

 

[Ketsueki Satou]

How many seconds did it take for his body to react? One? Maybe two? The moment those burning eyes caught sight of the cloud of bugs just heading out the city, not more then a few minutes away. Only one being he knew had such an ability. His name fall from Satou's lips. "Kaza." The air around him flickered and shimmered, as if some unforeseen force was pushing around Satou, stretching and pulling at the air, crackling and sparking.

The change in gravity did'nt effect just him, several objects and individuals could feel the sudden change in the air. Weightlessness. A Gravitational Distortion on masterful level. I have to be quick. Next came the blast that sounded like lightning exploded down the road of Kurosawa.

Satou had blasted himself with more then enough kinetic energy to cause his body to hurtle through the air like a massive projectile shot from a cannon. As he flew through the air all color and images blurred for a few seconds till his body slowed down enough for his unnatural eyes to catch the images hurtling towards him. He had to alter his bodies trajectory mid hurtle to avoid civilians and clear overheads. It's was'nt far, a few breaths when going at this speed. But would it be enough?

The sight before his eyes made his speed escalate at the last moment to sheer bodily damaging speeds. Seeing someone stomping down on Kaza's skull. The man barely had time to react before Satou collided with his body at bone shattering speeds. On impact Satou added more kinetic energy into the tackle, not only to hit the kinapper, but to bolt himself to the spot on impact so he stood a foot or two where the kidnapper was moments ago. Looking down at his bruised and bloody lover.

The other bodies, he did'nt even have to look up or focus. Kinetic Blast tore their bodies apart one after the other. Those who did this. They did not get mercy, they did not get to beg for their lives or were given trial for their crimes. Satou was their judge, jury and exectutioner in the matter of seconds when looking at his battered and beaten lover on the ground.

A wave of Satou's hand severed the bindings with minor kinesis as he knelt by his love. Doing his best to tend to Kaza's face and head trauma. "Don't move to suddenly. I don't know how bad the head injury is or the rest of your body. Lay still my love." He got in closer and gave Kaza a soft kiss. "I'm going to slowly transport you, don't worry. I'm here love, stay with me." He spoke clearly but calmly. He had to try to appear calm. Inside a storm was boiling, raging like a malstrom just begging to be let out. Satou quelled the sudden adrenaline and rage, to clear his mind.

The pitch black Elemental Cloak that enveloped him wrapped gently around Kaza like a massive blanket of darkness. He could feel the cool, countless tiny fingers lifting each individual spot of his body. The force was gentle as it lifted Kaza's body as if he weighed a feather. "Come on, lets go get you fixed up." He slowly walked with arms carrying Kaza's along with the dark force that surrounds them.

He made quick hast to find a hospital when returning into the city. He went about asking anyone for help, even shouting for a medic.

mft

 

[Miroku Akkuma]

All Kaza heard was what sounded like the very world being torn apart as his lover exploded towards him. He could hear the bloody rasp of each strained breath he took & knew he didn't have long. More explosions as those around him were destroyed in seconds & before he knew it he was in the arms of his lover. He didn't know if he felt so cold because of his wounds or the cold touch of the being he loved as he closed his eyes & darkness engulfed him. They flew through the sky above hurtled by kinetic forces as his lover Satou screamed for aid from anyone who would help them. If Kaza didn't receive medical attention soon he'd die. Fortunately for the two the young Agents Lord was on his way out of Kurosawa when he heard the desperate screams from the being requesting aid. With a few handseals a massive 60ft skeletal being was summoned & reached out towards the two. Standing atop it's shoulders was Akkuma Lord of the Miroku. "Give him to me!" the shinobi would roar at the demon. Within moments Jinkotsu was using a variety of Medical jutsu to stabilize & heal the young Aburame. Akkuma would look different to the being that Satou would have heard about.

While Jinkotsu worked upon Kaza there was a chorus of angry shouting heading their way. It seemed there were more to those that had harmed his kin. Leaping down from the demon he stepped towards the group that approached. One man would step forward his face red with exhaustion & anger. "I...I told you not...to screw me on...this deal." shouted the man between struggling breaths. It made the shinobi disgusted that such a being thought they possessed such power that they could harm one of his own. With a few handseals a particle cube appeared before him spinning in his right hand. "If those beasts died it's because your men didn't follow the instructions given for their care..." the cube would shoot forward with terrifying speed engulfing the man. His men proceeded to beat upon the cube but they would be unable to release him. "I cannot forgive what you have done to my kin..." with those words he performed a final seal & the space within the cube erupted with flames destroying the man within while containing the blast.

His gaze now shifted over those who had dared to stand with this man against his kin due to his false claims or authority over them. "You now have no reason to continue down this path...leave or you will learn just how terrible my wrath can truly be." he would say to the mob who for the briefest of moments thought of challenging the demon. That was until it's members began spontaneously erupting in flames. Just another technique from the demons repertoire. Before long the group was fleeing as fast as their feet would take them. He was in foreign lands & as such needed to keep the deaths to a minimum. It was at that moment that Jinkotsu would lower his hand & place a stable yet still unconscious Kaza before Satou. Akkuma's gaze would linger on the being before him as Akkuma watched how he worried over the Agent. "Where were you?" he asked the being before him, for clearly if he'd been by Kaza's side such incident would not have occurred.

There would be something odd about the being before Satou. Almost as if he possessed the life force of multiple beings. His gaze piercing as it beheld Satou before him. After all Akkuma was no fool knew how he could use such a situation to his advantage.

 

[Ketsueki Satou]

The sudden appearance of the skeletal figure looming above gave Satou only a moments pause for his eyes to spot the figure standing on the giant, not knowing immediately that it was Akkuma, Satou did not hesitate. Any who would help he'd accept it. All to save Kaza, he would give his trust to anyone at this moment. Soon enough another was healing Kaza, as Satou stayed kneeling by his side. His eyes fixated on Kaza's health and nothing else. The world was ever dark to him. The noise of humans screaming to the eruption of explosions in the background muffled by the sound of his pounding heart in his chest, his mind only focusing on Kaza.

Trying his best to filter out the noise and smell of human death, trying to listen to Kaza's breathing. To see his lover's eyes open again with renewed life. The shinobi attending to Kaza stopped his healing jutsu and handed Kaza over to him. Satou gently picked Kaza up and held him in his arms. Tears wishing to well up in his eyes, but he held them back when hearing Akkuma's voice and being asked what had happened.

Satou's voice was shaking as he let Kaza's head rest on his left arm as his right hand fixed Kaza's hair a bit. "He was doing business for his clan. He was not more then a couple feet away. He said I could rest at the bench nearby while he did business, and when done he'd come wake me up and we'd go get some tea and something to eat. See some sights" He kept his eyes on Kaza as he continued talking. "Will he be alright?" He could not care to look at either of them, all he cared for in this world was his love for Kaza, that he wanted Kaza to be safe and happy, and to live in peace.

But that was never the case when it came to Kaza's "Family". His clan. "The ones I killed, the ones you killed." Speaking to Akkuma, but his eyes never leaving Kaza. "Those people tried to kidnap him. To kill him or ransom him, because of you. Mirouku Akkuma." His hand pulling away from Kaza's face, fist clenched so tightly that bones cracked in his hand. There was a slight tinge of anger in his tone as it dropped near the end. The air itself, maybe Akkuma could see it just as much feel it, maybe as well the shinobi right across from Satou. The air was becoming more heavy, little small particles of kinetic energy was scraping against each other. Causing small sparks of lightning to lap through the air.

Slowly he unclenched his fist, his right hand continued to stroke Kaza's hair that got ruffled a bit from the static energy in the air. It dissipated as quickly as the energy started to become erratic. His attention was back to Kaza's health and wellbeing. He was sure Kaza would have to be taken from this place. It was too dangerous to keep him here.


( Yay emotional tension)