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| - "Its such a good day and lover boy has given me plenty to spend so what should I buy first?" Shirabe said as she skipped merrily down the dock to the shops. Further down the docks a young girl, with a patch over her right eye, strolls aimlessly with a discourage looked upon her face. "Even after I spent all that time convincing that old man to take me along on this mission, he leaves me behind the first chance he gets" she thinks to herself, letting out a sigh of annoyance, "I bet he's meeting with his super-secret contact by now, and I'm missing the whole thing. To make matters worse, I haven't seen Tokino all morning. I bet she found something more fun to do than wander around all day." As she carried on down the path, Tomoe took care to ignore the plentiful merchandise all around her, knowing that her father only had given her enough money to eat. Walking by the crowded booths, Shirabe was happily shopping, carrying several bags of clothes, or different exotic items, however he reached a clearing in the mesa and noticed something that was out of place. A Girl, with a single active Sharingan, mysteriously in the exact eye that was stolen from her. Dropping her bags she dashed towards this young girl, prepared to demand answers. Grimacing, Tomoe moves down dock only to startled by a woman rushing up before her. Despite her surprise at the out of place behavior of the newcomer, the young girl notices that the woman's gaze is fixed on her left eye. "Oh no!" she thinks aloud, realizing that she had activated her dōjutsu accidentally, "I ended up doing exactly what that old man told me to avoid at all costs." Glancing around nervously, Tomoe spots an alley off the main path and makes a break for it. "You didn't see anything!" she shouts back at the woman as she darts off, maneuvering around the crowd before slipping into the narrow passageway. "If I end up causing trouble for him, he'll never bring me along again," she thinks to herself as she dashes deeper into the maze of buildings. Activating her remaining Dōjutsu, Shirabe followed the girl, tracking her movements. "Where did you get that eye!?" she shouted frantically as her dress blew in the winds and several shoppers heard her cries. Molding her chakra in her feet, Shirabe started running on the wall using the Tree Climbing Practice to do so. Reaching the rooftops she continued to follow the girl, demanding to know how she had that Sharingan. "Tch...It looks like I really screwed up here," Tomoe murmurs to herself, glancing back to notice her pursuer had ascended to the rooftops. Not only did she inadvertently reveal her dōjutsu, she had garnered the attention of a kunoichi who was willing to follow her because of it. "Not that it's any of your concern, lady, but gifts between a father and daughter aren't worth all this trouble," she shouts back without breaking pace, hoping her offhand quip would serve as discouragement before taking a quick turn around a corner. Hearing the word father made Shirabe's skin crawl. Had Jones given her the eye he stole from her. Was it such a thing to blind her all for giving another individual her property? She was even more furious as she jumped down to cut off the girl only to be stopped by Naoto. "Wheres the fire?" He asked playfully. "That girl has my eye! " Shirabe said as she ground her teeth in anger. "'Another one?" Tomoe thinks to herself as she continues deeper into the village, not willing to wait around for the situation to escalate further. Picking up her pace, she ascends from the narrow alleyways to the rooftops and leaps from building to building, hoping that the newcomer was delaying her pursuer. Taking her by the hand, Naoto teleported Shirabe away using his Light Speed Dash Technique and attempts to calm her down. "What do you mean that girl had your eye?" he asked as he sat in a chair within his personal chambers. "She has a Sharingan that she obtained from her FATHER, and its in her left eye....... she only has one...... she has to be Jones' daughter or something..... I have to get my eye back!" Shirabe said as she tried to run out the room, but was cut off by Naoto again who flashed across the room. "No," he said sternly. "You will just cause a scene, I'll go." A few minutes later, Tomoe stops beneath the shadow of a water tower on top of a building. "I guess I lost them," she murmurs to herself, after surveying her surroundings in various manners, "I'll just catch my breath for a moment, then head back down to the docks. I think I've had enough excitement for the day." Sitting back, Tomoe deactivates her dōjutsu and lets out a sigh of relief as a cool breeze blows across the city. Appearing before Tomoe in a space-time distortion, Naoto bowed in midair as he wasn't fully materialized. "Would you come with me? I need to ask you a few questions about that left eye of yours." he said calmly. Leaping to her feat, Tomoe instinctively takes a defensive stance and tries to make sense of the sudden appearance of man before her. "Tch...you really need to work on your pickup lines, old man," she defiantly responds, trying to buy herself a few moments to analyze the situation. "He's obviously a space—time user, so outrunning him isn't really an option. Though, with my back literally up against a wall, that doesn't really matter," the young girl quickly ponders, "Therefore, my only option in this kind of situation is..." Quickly revealing a kunai in her dominant hand, Tomoe spins around and slashes at the water tower. Despite such a simple blow from a normal weapon, the tower is miraculously delivered a deep gash that launches a considerable torrent of water towards the semi-materialized man. Not content with the force of the water alone, Tomoe weaves a quick set of hand seals and channels a current of lightning through the water, hoping to disable the opponent so that she could make a proper escape. Laughing, Naoto used his left eye in order to shift his teleportation ability into its intangibility variant allowing the attack to phase through him. As he did this he teleported behind her and grabbed her arm upon regaining corporal form. "You are coming with me," he explained as he attempted to teleport the girl for questioning. Suddenly, triggered from an unknown vantage point, the water the pair were standing instantly vaporizes, creating an explosive burst of steam. Using the confusion, Tomoe manages to pull her arm away from Naoto and leaps toward the sound of her voice being called out. Under the cover of the steam chakra sensory would show that the young girl's presence suddenly disappears after arriving at a second signature. Another gust of wind blows by and the steam is dispersed revealing that in place of a girl, a man in a dark coat stood on an adjacent building. "Trying to abduct young girls in middle of the day," the man sarcastically remarks, "You really need to find yourself a more appropriate hobby." Laughing again, Naoto looked at the newcomer. "Space-Time user?" he asked ignoring the quip trying to impose he was a pedophile. "I wasn't trying to abduct her, I am Naoto, Ninth Lord of the Jōnin Council here in Harōgakure, and I was taking her in for questioning a potential international incident." Naoto explained as the chakra in his left arm started to react to the newcomer in a way it hadn't before. "Who are you in relation to her? I will need you to come with me as well." "A council member at your age, not bad. Despite that, I'm afraid that girl is sorely beyond your reach," Kazuhide calmly explains, "As for myself, I'll pass on your interrogation invitation." In contrast to his unenthusiastic tone, the man's gaze was particularly intense. "Intangibility and teleporation with what appears to be minimal chakra expenditure," Kazuhide thinks to himself, manifesting a black sword in his hand. "I'll only ask this once, why do you seek that Sharingan?" Addressing the compliment. "It's not all that much of a great deed to be a member of the council, but on to other matters, and as to why, that is classified" Naoto said as he saw the sword materialize, thus breaking his calm and collected attitude. "......that that technique....... where did you learn my clan's Yin Release? I demand to know," Naoto said frantically as he extended the five blades attached to his left hand. "Are you of the Mikoto Clan as well?" he asked as his Reisei triggered itself due to the negative emotions he now felt towards this strange man. "A Mikoto...I'm afraid not," Kazuhide retorts as he holds up the blade at and angle, as if looking over the quality of the blade, "This is just something I managed to collect." Noticing both the change in his opponent's disposition and the azure gleam in his eyes, Kazuhide prepares himself accordingly. "While I may not be a Mikoto, I suppose you could say that we share a common ancestor," he explains, activating his own dōjutsu. Convinced that negotiations weren't going anywhere, Kazuhide manifests a jet black shuriken in his free hand and throws it in Naoto's direction. As the projectile closes in on the target it suddenly shatters into countless sharp fragments, expanding the potential area of effect.
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