Board Thread:Kirigakure Missions/@comment-27975781-20160327022512/@comment-24955808-20160327062432

He could already tell where this was heading – One person referring to him as “bubble boy”, and an old associate traveling up using his barrier technique coming to up this his altitude for some sort of conversation that Juubei wasn’t all too  up for. “I recommended you because I thought you could be useful to the cause, that’s all. You have one of the most proficient clone techniques, or at least training one of the most proficient ones, meaning that you’re able to do more than most of the Gennin your age. With you being of use to the cause, I don’t see why I wouldn’t recommend you.”  The male said in that of a dark, dry, and careless tone. Something inside him sort of altered though – him being called Bubble boy rather than “The Black Demon of the Hidden Mist” or “Monster” made him smile on the inside, him refusing to let it show externally. For some reason, it made him feel human, only for the white haired Demon Prince to force him to recall the past, reminding him of the death streak that those two held. “Yeah, you had a few more than I did, Princess.”  He said in reference to the male’s feminine attributes – such as his flowing hair that, with the added necessity of the wind, assisted in its flowing mannerisms that caused it to be so unique, and envious to most, even some women – And to the fact that the male was trying to “egg” him on.

Although Juubei himself didn’t feel that way about the male, he could recall other people with those negative feelings towards the male due to his abilities and growing power at such a young age. Even though Juubei was younger than Ren, Ren was seen as the more talented of the two when the two went out of missions, or did things in a collaborative manner. Although now it didn’t matter much to him now, back then it made Juubei push himself even more, in order to pass his elder comrade. Others showed up as well – One consisting of a male who’s face was that of gods – Adonis. A Searing Eminence that women melted for, and men envied, another rather attractive male within Kirigakure. It was not until a few seconds later that something within himself caused his heart to rush; beating faster as he held onto his abdomen. His eyes opened wide as the stirring within his body commenced.

“Tch…”  He said silently as he winced, noticing the male from afar, holding a head of what seemed to be a peasant – maybe even an orphan due to his/her’s dirty face. The lifeless head with eyes wandering off to skies of Kiri was held within the sadistic man’s hand. This cannibalistic barbarian that forced it’s will upon others – even as far as to death. It was no other than the Crimson Tyrant of the Hidden Mist – due to solely the amount of blood he harvested to consume. Floating within his bubble, he took his hand clenching his stomach as he could feel the negative emotion, this dark energy just radiating from this male. “I don’t know if I can even carry on…”  He said as he then looked over at Kirahime, and then focused on the smaller things that happened … the bubble boy comment.. The training and the progression of Kirigakure … even the death of the leader that he knew the dark secrets of. Sweat dripped down his forehead as he finally was able to calm down. “Damn you, Nidaime.”  He said underneath his breathe, him knowing the exact reason why the Crimson Tyrant came.

As he floated within his bubble, something was amidst, him lowering his bubble slightly to make his way over to the blood puddle in which he had noticed only for him to notice pieces of brains moving about slowly. “Blood? Brain chunk matter… ”  He thought as he looked back at the group. “There’s fresh blood here. I don’t know how long it’s been here, but I’d think that the blood would have evaporated, sucked in within the ground, or at the very least, an animal would have had it’s fill of the pieces of meat floating around.”  He said in an emotionless tone. As he then closed his eyes. He sort of felt something around him, he could pick up heavily on Kaito, his presence alone being overwhelming, but he felt something else. “I shouldn’t’ have to say this, but be on your guard, there’s something wrong with this picture. I’ll be going up higher to scout out the area.” Juubei said, himself floating upwards  towards the sky.