Itsuki and Kazuki help a Distraught Artist - 1/27/16

== Participants: ==
Inkuato Itsuki, Geikami Kazuki
== Roleplay: ==
LightFang: -It was another dismal morning in Amegakure. It had been a while since the rains had stopped. So long now that Itsuki hardly noticed its absense anymore. This morning Itsuki was sitting on his bed strapping up his shinobi shoes on his feet before he stood up and walked over to the window in his bedroom. He would reach for the latch and unhook it before pushing the window open. He allowed the wind to blow into his room cooling down the interior slightly as he continued to get ready for the day. He already had a pair of shinobi pants pulled around his waist as he crossed his room toward the dresser. He would open the drawer and take out a dark blue sleeveless shirt throwing it over his torso in one swift motion. He would pull the tail down over his pants before grabbing the wrapping tape from atop the dresser. The tape was black in color and used to protect his skin while also increasing his grip. Itsuki, again, would sit at the foot of his bed and begin wrapping his arms with the tape. He started on his left arm traceing over his hands leaving the ends of his fingers uncovered. After wrapping the arm up to his bicep he would begin to work on the right arm. Once both were wrapped he would lace his metal bracers onto his forearms. He didn't like restricting to much mobility so having a metal plate on his forearms to catch a blade in worked great for him. So much so that he began to mimic the idea over his shins. These gaurds he kept hidden under his pants however. Once he had everything on he made his way over to a table near the door for his room. This table is where he kept the Ame protector that he firmly secured on his left arm. Along side it was another item. It was a katana, a gift from Itsuki's father. ITsuki had recently learned swordsmanship and so his father got him his very own katana. Itsuki took the katana and tied it to his waist. He then walked back over to his window before climbing out of it to quickly access the streets of ame. He would head down the streets pondering what today might have in store for him. Itsuki knew he had one more mission to complete before he could enter the chunin exams. With that in mind he was in search of an opportunity to find a mission. That told him he should head out toward the mission house and look for a good one he can complete quickly. That way he could spend the rest of his time training. Almost to answer his plea, as Itsuki was headed toward the mission house, he heard a loud commotion breaking out. This caused Itsuki to act. He quickly perked up and headed toward the scene of the commotion. Once he rounded the corner he knew he had found the scene. There was a man knocked over on the ground. His stand was flipped over next to him. The scene quickly made Itsuki mad. His eyes focused on an easel, broken in half, paint splattered all over the stones of the street around him. Brushes snapped in two and to top it off a canvas painting that appeared to be punched through. Itsuki wasn't happy.-
Kazukii: -Kazuki awaken from his slumber in the first night of their new yet old home depending who you asked seeing as Kazuki had lived there when he was very young with his parents. He rolled over to his side away from Kazuki and quietly sat up from their rolled out futon bed that they were using in place of their actual bed seeing as their sensei said he would help them get their things to their new place but much to his surprise as his amber eyes slowly opened his bed that was at the old apartment was already upstairs in the room amongst the other bigger furniture they had left behind like his close cabinet. Kazuki stretched his right and left arms over his cobalt blue hair covered head. Fro, the way he had been sleeping he had felt a bit stiff he wasn’t used to sleeping like this anymore ever since he had gotten his bed. Kazuki quietly and without a sound scooped up Kazuko without waking her up into his arms Her crimson hair flowing over the side of her face like a stationary water fall. Kazuki rocked his body back and forth until he was able to make it to his feet only to walk a few feet over to the bed with Kazuko still in his arms bridle style as one would call it and placed her in the bed gently so not to wake her from her slumber. Kazuki took the blue comforter from his bed and cover Kazuko up. Kazuki Then made his way over to the box which contained his clothes. The box already had been open from the night before seeing as they were trying to figure out was in what box as the content tags had been placed on the wrong boxes after the fall. Kazuki started to rummage through the box until his fingertips ran a crossed a black cloth tank top. He pulled the tank top up out of the box taking a grip on the bottom edge of the top he slipped his head through the top as well as quickly and effortlessly slipping his arms through the other two holes of the top. The tank top fit him snugly almost form fitting. Kazuki then started to rummage through the box once more until he found a pair of black thicker cloth like cargo pants that he normally wore on a day to day basis. Kazuki tugged at the shorts he had worn to bed down wards letting them slid off only to sept out of the one foot at a time before he took a grip if his pants with his right and left and just at the top and quickly pull them on stepping through them one leg at a time until he pulled them upward securing them into place with a quick zipper and snap sound. Kabuki then made his over to where he had placed his black and blue high collared hoodie like coat the other night. Kazuki picked up his hoodie like coat and slipped it over top of his head pulling it down from the bottom lining of the hoodie like coat until it was in place. The pouches he normally wore were on the floor just next to where he had placed his hoodie like coat. Kazuki bent down and picked them up with his right hand. There were four pouches in total yet all strung together on a belt. The pouches were blue with black trim at least the ones that hung on either side of his hips marked with the Blue rose of the Geikami clan. These two pouches closed with a zipper that was located on the top which these pouches were a bit larger than the ones that hung along his backside which opened and closed with a button. Kazuki strung the belt of pouches along his back snapping them quickly into place. Kazuki wanted to take a little stroll but wanted to do it alone which he didn’t feel comfortable leaving the house without his tools which were in his pouches. Kazuki them reached into the side pockets both with his right and left hands pulling out his metal plated black fingerless gloves and slipped his fingertips into position in them. His black finger nails and pale skinned finger tips were offset by the pure black tight leather like glove with a shiny metal that was embedded on the top that bore the Amegakure symbol. Kazuki reached once more into his right pocket and pulled out his dark blue metal like cloth re-breather mask that once placed on his face covered up from the middle of his nose and all of the lower half of his face. Kazuki quickly snapped the re-breather mask in place on his face and began to make his way down stairs only to hear Kazuko stirring slightly in their bed. Kabuki smiled lightly under his re-breather like mask at the sounds of the rustling, this was an all-new experience to him yet with every day that passed he grew fonder of his teammates being around him. Kazuki tip toed down the black and blue steps which were sixteen in total if you counted the landing in the middle. Kazuki without a sound made his way over to the door of their new home and quietly slipped his black toeless shoes one starting with his right foot then his left. His black metal shin guards that seemed to cling to the dim light of the house like a long lost friend as he pulled the straps that were in the back of the shin guards securing them in place with not a single gap between his shoe and metal shin guards. Kazuki then reached his right hand out wards to the door handle and quietly turned the nob with a subtle flick of his wrist. He quickly made his way out the door shutting it without a sound behind him placing him on the main street of Amegakure. There was a lot of Kazuki’s mind a lot of things were changing around him and doing so ever so quickly. He had friends and a girlfriend that he has grown quiet attached to not to mention a new home as well team and a sensei. In the back of his mind there was also thoughts about chunin exams which were soon to take place. Not that he was worried about the exams more or less he was excited that he was going to be a part of it and had no doubts in his mind that he would make chunin. The only unsettling thought Kazuki had was the rain that had always fallen in Amegakure had still yet to start falling again. The rain had a calming effect on him although must couldn’t say the same it was just something he found soothing yet this uneasiness with the rain being clearly absent was weighing heavily on him. As Kazuki made his way down the street he became even more so lost in thought until he heard the sounds of some kind of commotion near one of the stands. Kazuki’s Amber eyes jolted over towards the source of the sounds only to find that an artist stand looked as if a hurricane hit it with supplies and all kind of other thing scattered and broken laying on the wet stone street. There was a man which Kazuki assumed was the owner of the stand standing next to the mess that once was his stand as well as a younger male which seemed to be standing their looking over the scene. Kazuki slowly made his way over to the two males which both didn’t have a pleased vibe radiating from them. The younger of the two seemed to be focusing on an on an easel, that laid there broken in half, and the paint that was splattered all over the stones like someone through a ton of paint filled balloons and broke them on the street. Kazuki continued to make his way closer stopping only when he reached the younger of the two males. Kazuki’s lips parted slowly and the only words he could muster seeing what he seen laying before him fell from his lips. – “This is a true crime…one to waste art like this…Rather I know art to be best when it’s a quick explosion in a moment in time but this…” – Kazuki was at a loss of words after his statement he just stood there in awe at the art crime scene that now laid before three of them. -
LightFang: -Itsuki was affected deeply by the scene laid out before him. If there was something that was precious to him it would be art. In its purist form, art has always been special. Itsuki's entire ninja repetiore was composed of art related jutsu infact. It was a symbol of him, his father, and his father's father before him. To see it easily destroyed in front of him was... was.. "This is a true crime..." a boy near Itsuki said. Itsuki would blink and turn to hear the boy out. He went on, "one to waste art like this.... Rather I know art to be best when it's a quick explosion in a moment in time but this..." Itsuki would turn back to the scene in front of him before replying, "This is wrong. Even if someone doesn't agree with another's art, it is still something you shouldn't openly destroy. Art is precious, to everyone." Itsuki would walk over to the knocked over table from the stand and pick it up placing it back on its legs. "Art is in everything aswell. To destroy it is destroying a part of someone." He spoke as he walked over to the man before extending a hand to help him up. The man thanked him as he got to his feet. Itsuki nodded and responded, "I am Itsuki Inkuato, I use art in my ninjutsu and hate to see it disrespected in such a way. Is there any way I can help." The man nodded and informed Itsuki that a large man, probably intoxicated, didn't take to kindly to his artwork. This large man started out shouting profanity and insults before kicking over the stand punching out every painting the artist had done today and snapping all of his tools in half. He even went so far as to pour out the artists paints and inks. As the artist explained, Itsuki's hands would be clentching up tightly. The story making him more and more upset as the man went on. Itsuki said sharply, "I will find this man, and teach him respect. In the meantime, I'll get you some replacement equipment. Art is sacred and you should get back to making yours quickly." Itsuki would turn on his heel toward the pale blue haired boy who talked pleasently about art earlier. "You," He called "Your an artist as well, the you understand how to respect art. How bout you help me get this man more equipment so he can get back to work."-
Kazukii: -Kazuki listened as the boy next to him went on to explain that this was a true crime which Kazuki could very well agree with to do something like this to someone’s hard work that they took time to make with their own skills was a crime that left a really bad taste in Kazuki’s mouth. Just after Kazuki had made his statement he heard the boy reply to it saying that this was wrong and went on to say that even if someone doesn't agree with another's art, it is still something you shouldn't openly destroy. As well as he said that Art is precious, to everyone. Which was another thing Kazuki could agree up on with this newly met boy. It had seemed so far they had their love of art in common at the very least which was something that Kazuki didn’t run a crossed very often which was someone who appreciated art like he did give that they might have different views on taste in art but that goes with everyone for art’s beauty is all depending on how one see’s its beauty with their own eyes. Kazuki watched as the boy helped the man up and listened carefully as the man thanked the boy for doing so the boy then stated his own name which was Itsuki Inkuato but what really peeked Kazuki’s interest that Itsuki used art in his ninjutsu. Using art in ones ninjutsu wasn’t a common thing Kazuki knowing this being one who uses it as well. Kazuki took his right hand and calmly brushed the blue strands away from his Amber like fire filled eyes as The artist that had his stand ransacked told his story that lead to the events of as to why his stand was now the way it was. It had seemed that the Artist thought the man that did this was intoxicated and didn’t take to kindly to his art work, which in normal cases Kazuki thought would be fine seeing as everyone views art differently but this man took it to far by wreaking havoc on this artist stand. Kazuki looked down towards Itsuki’s fists seeing as how the story went on it angered him even more so, granted Kazuki wasn’t too happy about the situation either but he wasn’t going to let his anger flow forth and obscure his judgement. Kazuki listened as Itsuki offered his help saying he would find the man that did this as well as turned to Kazuki and spoke to him about saying he was an artist as well and would he like to help him find the person respectable for this. Kazuki simply nodded his head slowly up and down in response to his question before parting his lips slowly to speak once again to Itsuki. – “I guess it’s only proper to give my name since you did as already…. - Kazuki paused for a moment seeing as he never really interacted with others other than Kazuko and Ryuu. His voice took a lower tone to it as his first name slipped passed his lips. - “The Name is Kazuki…. I am as well an artist of sorts but you have me intrigued about your ninjutsu…. seeing as its art biased…but that is neither here nor there at the moment…I’ll join you on this task…. lead the way….” – Kazuki’s eyes slowly closed as he took a deep breath in only to exhale slowly as he waited for Itsuki to set forth on their new mission of sorts. - 
LightFang: -Nodding to Kazuki's response Itsuki would give a slight smile to show his respect for the new boy. "Maybe one day you will get to see my jutsu." Itsuki said light heartedly as he turned back to the artist and asked,"What kind of supplies do you need to do your work?" The artist looked at the two boys and spoke in an appreciative tone. "Well.. uh. I need a new easel and some canvases. Obviously paint, blue, red, yellow, black, and white, I mix the rest of the colors as i need them. I will need ink, for bolder lines in my art. Brushes also, some for the ink and some for paint. Pens and pencils are nice as well. If you can get me all that I promise to reward you both for your kind gestures." Itsuki would nod as he had taken one of his small scrolls out and began writing on it with his ink brush. He was taking note and making a list of the items needed. He turned back to Kazuki and read off, "Easel, Canvas, Paint, Ink , Brushes, Pens, and Pencils. I'll get the Easel, Canvases, and Paint. I leave the brushes, pens, and pencils to you. There is a pretty nice shop on main street that sells exquisite inks. We can meet up there to get the last item after getting everything else. Sound good?" Itsuki would wait to hear Kazuki's response, noting that he just kinda took charge of the situation, something he doesn't normally do.-
Kazukii: - Kazuki watched as Itsuki nodded to Kazuki response but the slight smile kind of through him off it just wasn’t something he was used to from others, well besides the two he was closed to only to Itsuki say maybe one day Kazuki would see his jutsu which Kazuki chuckled slightly at this thought before parting his lips once more. – “Looking forward to it….” - Kazuki listened carefully to the questions about what the artist needed as far as new supplies as well as took a mental note of what the artists said as his answer. Which it had seemed the Artist was asking for a new easel and some canvases, paint, blue, red, yellow, black, and white seeing as he said he mixed the colors his self to get the ones he needed otherwise. He need ink brushes for both ink and paint as well as Pens and pencils Kazuki nodded slightly embedding it all to his memory only to hear Itsuki say that he will get the Easel, Canvases, and Paint which left Kazuki with Pens pencils and brushes. Kazuki also took a mental note of how Itsuki used a scroll and a brush to make a list which made him wonder if it was something he normally he used maybe in his art Jutsu’s. Kazuki brought his right hand up to where his chin would be if his re-breather like mask wouldn’t have been covering it and took a light grip of it with his thumb and index finger as if he was in deep thought contemplating the situation. Kazuki had an extremely good memory when it came to the things around him specially when it was tied to a sense the memory of which was a lot stronger in his mind if tied to one of them. Kazuki slightly nodded to the Artist when he was talking about rewarding them for their kind gesture. The task Itsuki wanted Kazuki to take on didn’t seem to difficult rather simple he just need some of the most basic supplies that an artist used but for some reason he wanted to meet back up with Kazuki collect the exquisite inks from a shop which made him even more curious about this. Kazuki then heard Itsuki ask if everything sounded good to Kazuki in which Kazuki nodded his head up and down slowly with slight movements of his neck. – “Well then Guess we best get started….” – Kazuki broke away from the group and started to make his way towards the two shops he knew that soled all three things that was on his list. There was a shop just around the corner Kazuki had visited a few times that carried a nice brand of Inking pens which thought would be perfect for the situation. This shop also sold books from local authors which was another reason why Kazuki visited this shop often seeing as he loved to read about all kinds of thing. Kazuki made his way over to the weather worn old metal red door the red was faded into a pinkish color in some area most likely because of how old the shop was. Kazuki pressed the palm of his right hand on the door and pushed inwards which caused the door to squeak slightly as it moved inward. Once in ide Kazuki turned to his left where he had last seen the inking pens he had in mind but much to his dismay they were not in the glass case. Kazuki took his right hand and placed it on the back of his head and rubbed it slightly moving his hand up and down slowly. Kazuki dropped his right hand back to his side and made his way over to the main counter where the store clerk was waiting to check people out. The clerk was a tall female with dark purple hair and a slender build. She was dressed in the normal work attire for the shape which consisted of a red apron a white short sleeved top and black cloth like pants. It was easy to tell this female had no Ninja training and just a normal every day villager and looked to be and her twenties. Kazuki slowly approached and began to part his lips slowly. - “Excuse me… I was wonder do you still carry those inking pens that was in the glass case over there. – Kazuki took his right and spun slightly and pointed over to the glass case he had just looked in with his right index finger. – Female Store Clerk: “One Moment.” – She said in aa pleasant sounding voice as she spun around and proceeded to make her way into the back room just a few steps away from the red glossy stone like counter in which she was standing behind disappearing for several minutes before reappearing once again. With a cherry like wooden case in her hand. – “Well I do have them but we have not been selling them and were going to just donate them, you are actually the first person to ever ask about them. – She smiled brightly her brown black toned eyes reflecting the light slightly giving them a shimmery look to them. – Kazuki: “Well you see this local artist ran into a bit of trouble and his stand and all of his supplies we ruined by some man that he believed to be intoxicated I was looking to replace some of his supplies for him. – Female Store Clerk: “Oh My “ – The look on her face was on of concern she didn’t like hearing these type of stores seeing as she enjoyed all kinds of art from the written type or the things like painting drawling and the sort. - “well here take these I hope your friend can make good use of them. “– She handed over the cherry wood case to the blue haired boy and waited for him to take a hold of it. – Kazuki: - Kazuki nodded up and down slightly pleasantly surprised on her generosity. – “Thank you” – Kazuki took hold of the case with his right hand carefully placing it into the right pocket of his hoodie like coat. * Well that’s one thing off the list now for the other two * Kazuki thought to his self as he made his way over towards the door he used to enter the place pulling it open and making his way back to the main street. * I wonder how Itsuki is fairing. * Kazuki thought to his self. -
LightFang: -Itsuki noticed that kazuki seemed to be fine with the arrangement since he took off to find the items he was told. With that settled Itsuki was free to set off on his own hunt for supplies. Thinking over the shops he knew, he knew there was a art supply store on the edge of town that sold easels and canvases, but didnt carry paints. How ever weird that may be, the man that ran the shop always said that there was no point competing in the paint department since everyone just went to Ms. Summers shop down the way for top quality paints. Taking note of the locations Itsuki figured he would start at the art supply shop since it was further and work inward toward the ink shop. He would make his way across roof tops, leaping small gaps and ducking under air ducts. He even used a pip to swing off onto a lower roof safely. His ninja training helped him be able to traverse this layout pretty easily. He crossed roughly five streets by roof top before he finally dropped down into the streets of Amegakure. A couple of villagers looked oddly at Itsuki as he dropped from the roof tops, as if it were strange to see people using roof tops as a faster way to travel. He didn't really notice their stares and instead made his way up to the art supply shop. He swung the glass door framed in a green wood, always freshly painted, inward as it slipped past a bell. The bell chimed and instantly Itsuki was greeted warmly by an elder gentleman, "Ah Itsuki, returning again, need more scrolls or just stopping in to see how this old timer is doing." The gentleman was Mr. Takashi who ran this little shop. Itsuki knew him for a long time. It seemed that ever since Itsuki had started purchasing art equipment it was from Mr. Takashi. Itsuki started down the first isle calling back, "Not this time Mr. Takashi. I'm on a mission." Itsuki quickly made his way to the canvas isle and grabbed up two or three of them before heading down to grab an easel the could suitably hold canvases of their size. Mr. Takashi was still making conversation with him calling back, "A mission eh? And what kind of mission requires you to come to my shop?" Itsuki would take the Easel and canvases up to the counter placing them for the elder to ring up before he responded, "The art vender over just off the main street was attacked, his stand destroyed and his art was ruined. Im on a mission to get him more supplies and teach the man who did it to him a lesson." "Thats aweful." Mr. Takashi said, "What kind of person could do such a thing. Tell ya what take those supplies on the house. Tell the vender that Old Mr. Takashi wants him to keep at the art and never give up." Itsuki would grin and nod at the old man's words. He would wait as Mr. Takashi bagged the items before taking them and heading out of the shop. He gave a wave and a "thanks" as he bolted toward Ms. Summers shop down the way. When he got there the mood was totally different. Ms. Summers shop was all business. It was the type of shop where you walked up to the counter placed an order and waited for it to be filled. Almost like an armory or the pharmacy. Itsuki took a number and waited his turn. Once called he approached the counter and ordered the paints. Red, Blue, Yellow, White and Black. There was no idle chit chat or anything of the sort. The order was filled. Itsuki payed the lady and was sent on his way. It was a cold transaction all the way around. Itsuki thought to himself, 'This paint must be great cause people sure dont come here for the atmosphere or customer service'. Placing the paint into the bag Itsuki then set out back toward main street, suppies in tow. He would make his way down toawrd the Ink shop poking his head in to see if Kazuki had beet him there. Noticing he hadnt Itsuki decided to stand outside the door and wait for him there.-
Kazukii: - Kazuki was making his way to the last shop the one he knew he could get the pencils and the brushes for both Ink and Paint. The little shop Kazuki had in mind for these items was actually not too far away from the ink shop that Itsuki had wanted to meet up at after each of them gathered the supplies he needed for the artist. This shop unlike the other one was a much newer then the one he was just at. After ten minutes Kazuki was standing before the door to the shop. This shop had a powder blue metal door which Kazuki placed his hand inside of a handle in which you pulled to the slide making the door slide into the wall towards the left in which Kazuki took a grip of his right hand and tugged it to the side with one quick fluid movement of his hand. Kazuki then made his way through the door pulling it shut behind him before making his way further into the shop. Kazuki Turned to his right this time making his way over to a display case of different types of pencils made out of different martials which some were made out of graphite others were made with charcoal Kazuki wasn’t sure which he needed so he grabbed a set of each out of the case. The graphite pencils had a dark blue casing whereas the charcoal pencils had a black casing. Kazuki thought so far so good this little mission of sorts was going smoothly now on to the next step the paint and ink brushes. Kazuki turned around and began to walk away from the case that held the pencils and turned left and started to head to the back left of the store. On the furthest wall where there were sets of brushes one side was for ink and the other was for paint. Kazuki first started to study the packs of paint brushes one at a time as they had different types of wood for their handles as well as different types of material for the bristles. Kazuki’s amber eyes fell upon a pack that had all different grades of bristles from small, medium and large grade bristles but the handles where made out of an oak type wood which seeing as he didn’t know the artists style he figured this pack would be best seeing as it had a wide range and large variety of brushes seeing as it was a pack of twenty. Kazuki took ahold of these brushes with his right hand shifting the pencils into his left hand and side stepping to the right to get a better look at the ink brushes which seemed like there were only one type of Ink brushes there was a standard this rounded ink brushes with a smooth black wood handle and these came in a pack of ten. Kazuki took hold of this pack with his right hand as well as holding the other brushes in his right hand and began to make his way over to the counter to pay for them. As He reached the counter and old gentleman that looked to be about in his eighty. He had a long flowing full grey and white mixed beard that had to be flow at least about two feet down from his face to his torso. He was dressed in a light brown T-shirt and gray baggy like cloth pants from what Kazuki could see anyway. Kazuki Amber eyes met the old man’s charcoal grey like eyes before his lips started to part slowly. – “I would like to buy these…” – Kazuki placed the sets of brushes and pencils on the black counter top brushing up against the cold counter top with his fingertips. – Grey Bearded Old Man: “Got a big project you woooorkin on sooonie?” – As he spoke the air passed through a slight gap in his teeth causing him to whistle slightly as he spoke. – Kazuki: “these aren’t for me see the arists with the stand down the street had his stand messed up and broken by some what was thought to be an intoxicated male and I was asked to help him get some new supplies. - Grey Bearded Old Man: “ Ooooooooooh I see that is truly a sad tail telllllll you what sooooonie these are on the house I hope your friend has betttttter luckkk.” – The old man placed all the supplies into a light blue plastic bag and handed It over to Kazuki. – Kazuki nodded up and down slowly and just as he had thanked the clerk in the other his lips parted slowly. – “Thank you it’s much appreciated. “- Kazuki took the light blue plastic bag for the man and made his way back out the door he had used to come in. there was only one thing to do for now which was to meet up with Itsuki at that ink shop. Kazuki made his way down the street much to his surprise he seen Itsuki had already arrived at the ink shop and was standing just outside it waiting on him. Within the matter of a few minutes Kazuki was now standing beside Itsuki. Kazuki took thinking pens out of his right pocket and placed it in the light blue bag so that all the supplies were together before he parted his lips slowly and began to speak to Itsuki. – “ Well I got my part done brushes, pens and pencils check….thing is I didn’t have to pay for them once I explained what had happened …How did it o on your end?” – Kazuki stood there next to Itsuki and waited to hear how things went on his end. - 
LightFang: -Itsuki didn't wait to long before he hear Kazuki speak to him, "Well I got my part done brushes, pens and pencils check….thing is I didn’t have to pay for them once I explained what had happened …How did it o on your end?" He said to Itsuki. Itsuki would repond solemly," Not to bad, an old family friend gifted the easel and canvases. I had to pay for the paint unfortunately. It wasn't to much but i cant help but feel the prices were inflated from what i could get anywhere else." Itsuki would stand up straight before streching out his arms and continueing,"Oh well.. such is life, Lets get that ink now." Itsuki would turn and push the door open. It had a similar set up as the first door. Glass framed in dark blackened wood that when pressed tripped a bell to alert the staff of a customer. The chime of the bell welcomed Itsuki and Kazuki if he followed entering the shop. There was another customer in the shop, bigger fellow, and the shop clerk, A young woman who actually wore a Ame protector on her forehead. This woman had long flowing hair, black in color with features almost similar to Itsuki's in a way. Her voice chimed out as she saw who entered her shop, "Ah Itsuki, a pleasure to see another of my own clan come by. Please, please come here. Tell me what brings you and your friend in today." Itsuki would smile as he was greet and nod to Kazuki in a gesturing manner to say, come on. He would move to the counter then and return the conversation to the woman, "Hey cousin. Me and my friend here are kinda on a mission." The woman would respond with, "A mission, why does that bring you to my shop then boys." Itsuki would go on to explain,"You see an Art vender a few streets down got his stand destroyed by some drunk idiot and he asked us to retrieve some supplies for him." At this point the bigger man intrupted, "You two are helping that pathetic exuse of an artist?! psh... His art is nothing more than an infant could do if you put a crayon in his hand and put it near a wall." Itsuki's brow would raise to the man's outburst before he turned to ask, "So are you the one who destroyed his booth then?" The man responded, "Thas right, got a problem with it do ya?" Itsuki calmly took one of his scrolls into his left hand and said, "Im going to have to take you under custody so the higher ups can decide your fine, or punishment." The man did not take kindly to this comment and yelled, "Hey, FUCK YOU KID!" as he threw a haymaker punch to Itsuki's face. Itsuki, wrapped in the moment and anger of the situation did not react properly and had himself in a situation to where he would end up take the hit across his jaw knocking him a few feet back and onto the floor of the shop. That is if Kazuki didn't react better in the situation and help him before the punch landed.-
Kazukii: -Kazuki listened as Itsuki explained how it went on his end how his one family friend gave him the easel and canvases that he needed but couldn’t help feel the prices on some of things were way too high for what they were but to add in oh well such is life. Kazuki shrugged his shoulders slightly to this stamen seeing as he knew that art supplies were not cheap and he got lucky with not having to pay for them seeing as the people he had talked to sympathized with the story of the Artist. Itsuki Then stated they should head in to get the ink Kazuki watched Itsuki make his way to the door of the shop open the door and make his way in Kazuki waited a few moment s to make his way in only to end up right behind Itsuki only to hear the chime of a bell and hear him being greeted by a female with dark hair which had turned with listening to more of their conversation that she was of his clan and he explained what they were up to about being on a mission and motioned for the two to come closer only to be rudely interrupted only moments later by a loud rough voice that seemed to break through the air like a chain saw trying to cut through stone. Yelling about how they were helping what he called a pathetic excuse of an artist which again in his words His art is nothing more than an infant could do if you put a crayon in his hand and put it near a wall. Kazuki could see angered Itsuki only to add more fuel to the fire when he asked if they had a problem with him being the one that wrecked his stand. Kazuki watched as Itsuki reched for one of his scrolls yet seemed as if he was frozen there as the man got up and through a haymaker punch towards. With seeing the events unfoled before his very eyes Kazuki could only think of one thing which was to clap his hands together creating a thunderous sound that echoed through the shop like rolling thunder off the metal building of Amegakure. suddenly a gale of wind picked up and howled like a savage beast around the rather large male just as the punch was about to make contact with. The wind caught the large male just in time and had enough force to knock the very large male back into a nearby display of ink causing the stand to fall on top of the male with a loud crash and banging sound as the glass bottle of ink fell and broke some over top of the male’s head dying the skin of his face black in spots as his eyes slowly shut. Kazuki couldn’t help but chuckle at this sight but he knew that maybe using his gale palm was a bit much seeing as how tight of space it was but he didn’t want Itsuki to take a punch to the face either. Kazuki reached over towards Itsuki shoulder and shook it slightly -” You okay your kind of froze up there…” - Kazuki waited for him to reply before then parting his lips once more. – “I think we did caused enough trouble here don’t you? I think we should get what we came for and let the higher ups handle the likes of him the rest of the way…” - Kazuki looked around the shop and parted his lips once again and spoke in such a way that the whole shop could hear. - “I’m sorry for the trouble we have seemed to have caused…..I’ll pay for the broken ink bottle….” – Kazuki then turned to Itsuki and waited for him to see what they should do next. - 
LightFang: -Itsuki could only watch as a gust of wind pushed past him and flattened the man into a nearby display stand. Itsuki put his scroll back to his side as he saw the woman from his clan form the seal of confrontation. The loose ink that had been spilled over the man soon came to life and ensnared the man like a bunch of snakes freely twining around his body. The binding would be tight and not allow the man to move at all. The woman of the Inkuato clan then looked over to Itsuki and tossed him a vial. Itsuki quickly caught it and look back to her. She would inform him, "That's a special ink I have been working on, water resistant, and binds to the Ikitato easily. It should work well for your vender buddy, and dont be afraid to come get your own supply some time.Trust me it's better than what you lug around now." Itsuki would nod and respond, "I'll keep that in mind. Can you make sure this guy is put in custody?" She would nod saying, "Of course, he did kinda wreck my shop after all." She said the last part with a wink to the pale blue haired boy, Kazuki. Itsuki would turn back to Kazuki holding out the Ink, "Looks like we got everything. Let's get back to the vendor then." Itsuki would wave to his cousin before stuffing the ink into his bag and heading out of the shop into the main street of ame. The bell would ring again as he passed the threshold of the doorway. Quickly Itsuki followed the road down to another and cornered the block making his way roughly three streets over before they were back where they started. Just at the other end of this street was where the vendor's stand was. Making their way down the road Itsuki would reach the vendor and place his bag down on the artist's table. "Here you go, everything you asked for." Itsuki would move out of the way to allow Kazuki to place the supplies he gathered onto the table aswell. The vender would quickly sort through the supplies and store it apropriatly around his stand. He thanked the two boys for their help and Itsuki informed him that the man who assaulted his stand had been dealt with aswell. The artist took out a couple of sacks each containing 30,000 ryo. He handed them off to the two shinobi and then slid a paper over to the two of them. "While you guys were off helping me I registered this errand as a mission so you two will be credited for the service. All you gotta do is sign of for the mission and I'll turn it in for you." The artist said. Itsuki was grining brightly knowing that after all that he could now register for the chunin exams. He quickly signed the document and accepted the reward. He began to turn and walk away as the artist called out to him. "Hey Itsuki, Inkuato was it. Your of the ink using clan right. Here, you can have this." The man would hand over the ink that the two had collected. "I actually didn't need any ink after all, and i think you could put it to better use anyway." Itsuki would nod accepting the gift before heading on his way whispering, "Five, im ellidgable now.."-
Kazukii: : - Kazuki’s interest was captured for the moment with the seemingly ink that had seemed to come alive and wrap itself around the man like a bunch of anaconda’s coiling their around their victim which lead Kazuki to only stop and stare at the male even further. Kazuki caught out of the corner of his eyes the woman that seemed to be of Itsuki’s clan toss him a vail of ink only to have him successfully catch it. Kazuki raised his eyebrow as the woman form Itsuki winked at him and just after she explained that she would make sure that the male was take care of with the proper authorities seeing as it was the male that wrecked the shop. Not long after this Itsuki made a comment about them having all they needed holding out the ink for Kazuki to see. Kazuki slowly nodded his head up and down before his lips parted every so carefully and slowly. – “It would seem so…” – Kazuki watched as Itsuki made his way to the door having the same ball go off as he made his way through the door which Kazuki followed only a few seconds behind him. followed the road down to another and cornered the block making his way roughly three streets over before they were back where they started. Just at the other end of this street was where the vendor's stand which is where they stopped once again. Kazuki watched as Itsuki set his bag on the vender’s table only to move as if to say without words for Kazuki to do the same in which he did move slowly setting the bag down ever so carefully on the counter so not damage the contents of his bag. Kazuki watched as the artist went through the bags and sorted them out soon after this he thanked the pair. Kazuki simply nodded his head up and down slowly and parted his lips in the same fashion as he always did in these situations. – You’re welcome” – Kazuki then listened as Itsuki talked about how the man that had wrecked that artist shop had been dealt with. Kazuki then also watched The artist took out a couple of sacks each containing 30,000 ryo in which he handed them off one to each of them. Only to find out the artist found out that he actually went through the proper channels to make this mission as a mission to be able to give them credit for it. Kazuki noticed that Itsuki was grinning brightly at what the artist said most likely had to do with the missions required to join in on the exams this year. As soon as Itsuki was done signing off on it Kazuki followed suit and did the same but what happened next caught him a bit off guard it had seemed that Itsuki was a part of an ink user clan and as such the artist gave Itsuki the ink and said he really didn’t need it after all. Kazuki shook his head slightly and nodded slightly to both the artist and Itsuki before turning around and slowly walking off into the direction of his home. Kazuko and Ryuu were most likely up by now wondering where he had been. - 
== Results: ==
* Itsuki and Kazuki completed the Distraught Artist mission
* Itsuki and Kazuki made 30,000 ryo on their mission
* Itsuki obtained his clan special ink
* completed 1/27/16