Guard Duty

==Participants==
Uzumaki Ritsuka, Inuzuka Unaru
==Title: Guard Duty: Trespassers at the Gates 'C-Rank '9/8/14 ==
UnaruInuzuka: -He allowed a soft sigh to form on his lips as he had just locked up his apartment. He had been set on wandering to the training ground… one of the places that at least reminded him of the forests beyond the walls of the village, a place he could read a scroll and learn his skills. He turned around and glanced down at his two ninken who had settled to sit and wait for him there their heads tilted up and looking upon him with so much intelligence in those eyes of theirs. He patted himself down taking note of his items in his pouch and pockets along with the two scrolls at his side, he had all his weapons along with the rebreather he has been making a habit of hanging onto just in case. Fixing his new purple and blue bracers and stomping his feet to make sure his purple shin guards were secure he brushed a hand over his black sleeveless jacket and the warmer black shirt underneath, a small tug on his off white wrappings on his arms and a wiggle of fingers in his fingerless gloves made him know they were secure. His hands reached up tying the black long tailed bandana more securely around his head and soon let his fingers brush over the studded choker that showed off his affiliation to Amegakure on its plate. Recently he had been having the habit of wearing a simple necklace made of beads of black and white ending in a bone pendant and often found himself brushing his fingers over it. Blinking his eyes he let himself clear his mind, time to go train… Silver shards glanced around before he started heading towards those gates for a moment to look out at the scenery beyond them before heading into those training grounds of theirs. His feet took him quickly across the roof tiles his feel light on them barely making noise only the sound of his pups nails touching his ears. The scents and smells of the early morning of baked breads and of the simple smells of the fresh air blowing in front the west was almost a calming sensation in his senses. These moments of him running like this was the closest he gets to a freedom he is now denied by being bound here, a freedom he had willingly given up. A smirk graced the corner of his lips, barely seen but there, he… couldn’t help but be glad he had… he may still be a paranoid bastard to most people but he… he was starting to see this place as home… not just some place to stay… After a few minutes he had landed upon the outer wall and watched as the sun rose just under the cloud cover silver shards almost reflecting the light of the reds and oranges. He hadn’t slept much last night but he was wide awake, after all he never slept well those nightmares kept him up half the time, however seeing these mornings like this he figured it was worth being up for. That was the moment his mind had shifted to think of Ritsuka, almost thinking having him there to see this would have been the only thing that would have made this better…-
IlRitsuka: Ritsuka walked out of his house, Shouting a Goodbye to his Father and mother as he went. He had Border patrol today, He had dressed for his day in a Loose and slightly weathered Purple and Black Hakama. His chest covered by white bandages that covered his chest and arms. His Long dark red hair was pulled away from his face and held by a tie loosely, letting his bright blue eyes no longer be hidden by the thick red strands. His Amegakure Headband was tied loosely to hang off his neck , along with a spiked necklace. Along his belt line he had two small orange scrolls, were strapped to the side of his waist. He also had two purple pouches Strapped to the back of his belt line. His Uzumaki Clan Gunbai was strapped securely at his back. Within his pouches he had brought 6 Kunai, 10 Shuriken, 10 senbon, 1 smoke bomb, 1 flash bomb and his Rebreather. He also had 5 paper bombs, 1 flash bomb and a smoke bomb sealed within the two scroll at his waist. With a Nod he headed out on his way to the Gate, His feet almost dragged as he walked. Ritsuka despised being awake so early. Looking up hisblue eyes spotted the sunrise and settled on examining it as he walked. Only a few feet from the gate now, he looks over the area, spotting familiar face watching the sunrise as well. With a smirk his hand slammed into -Ram- He Used the Body Flicker technique to Appear to the left of the Older Inuzuka. His hand gently reaching out silently reaching to interlace his fingers with Unarus.*
UnaruInuzuka: -His nose detected his crimson haired companion moments before he had appeared next to him. He never turned his head but there was a tension in his shoulders that seemed to relax almost instantly at that wild wind scent of him was inhaled and registered in his mind. He felt the touch and the only indication of him being one that never was fully off guard was the small twitch of his head as if he wanted to glance down and the small twitch of the hand. It was an automatic action that the other by now would know meant nothing when it came to that blue eyed chuunin, the moment it happened he had felt the fingers intertwine into his own and his scarred hand had relaxed to allow it then tightened to hold the hand that was placed there his form leaning slightly towards the other letting his shoulder lean against the others a moment continuing to watch the sunset a moment longer. A minute passed before he allowed himself to turn from the sight and let those eyes turn to look at the boy next to him and leaned over and brushing his lips lightly on his lips before finally speaking up.- “Ohaiyo Tsuka-kun, your up early.” –Over the time he had come to know the other teen he had found waking up in the morning like this was Not something he did normally. A rare treat but something he couldn’t help wonder about, was there something the other was doing or was this just a rare moment for him? No one can ever be sure even with his silver shards taking note of the weapons, after all he himself has all his items on him. Four kunai, six shuriken, two smoke bombs and five paper bombs spread out throughout his pockets and pouches, at his hip two scrolls holding onto four kunai, a flash bomb and one extra smoke bomb. Not to mention the wire string he always kept on hand in his hip pouch, he was always prepared for a fight even if he seamed unarmed. However even unarmed he would be considered quite deadly, that was the life of being a shinobi, you are a living weapon. So his questions within his mind was more from what his intelligence would have deducted more than the fact of what he could see at first.-
IlRitsuka: *Ritsuka frowned lightly at the Inuzukas question. A small pout forming on his lips, hidden beneath his Rebreather. “I Got stuck on Guard Duty, Hey, Why don’t you tag along who knows what kinda weirdo are going to wander in today” He Chuckled lightly, thinking to the other times people had entered the gates while he was on duty. That kiri ninja had been the intruder last time he and Una did Guard duty. He hoped it would be a bit more interesting than that this time. He didn’t await for his teammate to answer before he pulled down his Rebreather and placed a soft kiss on unas lips. And hopping up atop the gate, allowing una to watch from the ground. He knew that as Team Leader of Team 4 He would probably say yes. He glanced down at una once more letting a smirk form before he placed his Rebreather back on. Turning to look out toward the massive area outside of Amegakure. His left eye fading into its Deep red color, His Sharingan active now as he searched the area for any movement or suspicious happenings. A stray strand of his hair falling out of its tie to fall over his face partially covering his right eye. He blew at it moving it out of his eyesight boredly. About to call down touna and begin a conversation with him about the arc when he spot movement a few yards ahead of the village making way to the gate at idle pace. Behind them they pulled a cart. A Dirty beige tarp was laid over the top of the wooden tent shaped top. He let out a high whistle as he jumped down next to una, at the base of the gate. Nodding lightly in the direction of the incoming travelers. He knew Unaru had already picked up on their scent. He slowly stepped a few feet outside of the gate. His red eye staring at them as they approached as he scanned their exteriors in search of visible weapons or Headbands. “Smell anything out of the ordinary Ru? He called out to his teammate quietly. His hand stays ready at his pouch as they draw nearer only a few feet away.*
UnaruInuzuka: -He let his eyes look upon him a moment noting the pout and couldn’t help a little smirk feel like it would tug at the corner of his lips on it but then heard his words.- “Sure.” It was a short answer but it was enough, the other may be his boyfriend but he also was the leader of their team, a simple suggestion in this aspect of him being such and also being a chuunin at that can be also spoke as being a subtle order, one he wasn’t really bothered to take honestly. He felt the kiss and came to automatically kiss back before the teen leapt to the top of the gate.  He dropped to the ground and settled to lean against the wooden beam holding up the gate itself but clearly not in sight of the outside world his two pups settled comfortably on the side of him in the shadows. He had crossed his arms lightly and closed his eyes relaxing there for the long haul. He had no problem taking in the silence after the sun had fully rose knowing his Ritsuka was close by and that he was making at least a small… if not boring… difference in protecting what he was calling his home. He remembered that incident. The days rain had started falling a bit harder but nothing to ruin his scenting that he did every few moments, he already had shifted to stand more solidly arms slipping from their crossed position and his form turning just to glance past the gate from his shadowed spot. That was the moment he heard the whistle from Ritsuka and saw him drop down next to him. He shifted over and allowed himself to let one hand rest in his pocket, at first it wasn’t that he smelled something, it could have been his paranoia but he felt something wrong. That was the moment he smelt it, weapon oil not a type he was familiar with but one that spoke of no simple traders for it was simple, weapons weren’t sold by these people, only ninja from said villages restock the villages weapons from in border black smiths or a blacksmith that would reside inside the village itself. Knowing these two facts placed him on edge, most would think ‘well they are traders, they probably need to use it for protection’ not as much as he was noticing right now… so he spoke up as quietly as the other.- “Weapons, the weapon oil is strong meaning there are many… Don’t we have an inside source for such things?” –Ritsuka could see him shifting slightly on his feet, an action that he rarely noticed from him but it was clear to people that knew him that he was starting to feel on edge, even if to the untrained eye he didn’t look to be showing a single sign of such a thing with those almost unseen expressions of his.-
IlRitsuka: *Ritsuka observed the oncoming cart, a look or worry crossing his usually calm demeanor. The truth being Ame did have their own contact for that. It was unusual for people to be entering their village with Weapons of any kind. And it was generally always the same man and his son. This was not them . They were to middle aged men. One of them work dark gray clothes that hung baggily off his thin and lanky body. His hair was a Greasy brown mess of a oblong head. His brown eyes seemed to be spaced abit tofar apart in Ritsuka’s opinion. His mouth also was odd as his lips seemed to stick out too far making him resemble a duck. The other was a shorter man more broad and built but his body looked like it was mushed together, his arms were quite long hanging below his waist which looked hilarious. He had black beady eyes. And slightly balding blonde hair, He was grateful to the facemask due to his shiteating grin he was fighting to calm at the moment. Quite the odd pair to be quite honest. He Cleared his throat and held his hand up motioning for the travelers to stop, his other hand that was hanging at his side motioned for unaru to advance with him as he slowly began stapping forward toward the left side of the pair and their cart. He glanced at Unaru as he tilted his head at the cart, Before speaking to the men. When he spotted one of them looking quite antsy. He decided to begin questioning that one first. Sure to make his dark red eye seen by the men. “So what brings two travelers? Such as yourselves to Amegakure No sato? He was baiting to trip em up on their information. He walked up aloing the cart poking at the tarp atop of it lightly. “So whats the cargo for the..” He had been read to finish the sentence when one of the bandits shuffled toward him quickly, Ritsuka spotted something metallic in his grip. It was the taller lanky one who made the move. The bold attack had thrown Ritsuka off, He Reached quickly to his back defelecting the stab attempt With a quick draw of his Gunbai with his right hand. His Pushed the man back and jumped to the top of the gate now hoping unaru would follow to regroup. “Don’t Let them past the Gate Unaru.” With that Ritsuka started devising a plan as the two made Snooty remarks of being disappointed fighting a couple kids.They took the Tarp off the top of the cart revealing a magnitude of weapons which the pair semed to be grabbing from in an attempt to overpower the ninja pair. Ritsuka had a few other plans.*
UnaruInuzuka: -Blanking out his expression was second nature in him, especially when missions came up but even he couldn’t help the small bit of spark in his eyes to show he was amused at the look of the people who were walking up to them with the cart. A small glance at Ritsuka and he knew that the other was laughing under his mask. Having learnt to read peoples smallest details it wasn’t very hard to take note of his mirth, especially when it was coming from someone he has been watching features of for a while now. He had moved forward with Ritsu finding his right hand softly slip into a pocket and play with the handle of a kunai, thumb brushing over the wrapped handle as he followed along. His two ninken had woke from their nap the moment Unaru had moved and had chose to stick to the spot the two boys had previously been standing. The tilt of the head to the wagon was easily seen and he had shifted to the right to check it out, it hadn’t taken long for him to smell it quite clearly. There was definitely more weapons around along with the nervous tang in the air from the two men, the stench was a lot more than should be evident on being simply stopped to get information if they were legit. These were the signs that he picked up on, the shifting eyes, the sweat forming on their brows, the twitches most seasoned fighters probably didn’t quite notice but he did… They were rearing to do something but what he wasn’t quite sure of quite yet but also quite ready for something to go down as well. When Ritsuka had finally started speaking up he only took his eyes off them for a second trusting his nose to warn him as he came to shift farther to the back. That was the moment he heard Ritsuka stop in the middle of his sentence and the ruffle of clothing and the smack of weapons clashing. He turned those silver eyes to look upon them and that was the moment the other beady eyed guy was sending a curved knife in his direction in a swing. He ducked down the blade barely missing him as it had come to hit the cart itself as he gave off a snarl of his own. He could hear his pups starting to growl and no doubt considering coming to help but he allowed his mind to pay attention to his predicament for this was more important. The blade that he had been playing with in his jacket came out to slash up at the extended arm before he took to dive to the side and leap over to where his pups stood hearing the slight curse from him clearly the cut didn’t go deep for he seemed to almost shake it off. A second later he leapt high twisting and forcing chakra to his feet stuck himself in an upside down crouch just below his team leader silver eyes watching like a predator on the two in front and in his position above his head. Hearing the order to keep them outside the gate he gave nodded.- “That shouldn’t be a problem… which one you want to take on?” –The tone of his comment shouldn’t surprise a shinobi, he was falling into a fighting personality, the kind where emotions are unwanted, after all having emotions in a fight only hinders you, and honestly for Unaru himself it was paramount to keep from loosing himself in the fight itself… It wasn’t much different from his stoic expression, but when one knows him well he always had a small inflection in his voice that said he did feel things. This time however it was completely absent. He had dropped to the ground once more and let himself lower into a deeper stance than the average ninja, feet were farther apart, his back straight but leaning forward at the hip, hands were almost knee level as those knees themselves were bend deeper than average. It spoke of his animalistic nature, and having his two pups next to him on either side fur bristled and snarling like they were he showed every sight of being intimidating even at his small size. He watched as the two removed the tarp and complained about dealing with children, he then took notice of the weapons in their possession, well at least they had come prepared… but he highly doubted they realize the danger simple shinobi children were to them… After all when one becomes Genin they are looked upon as not being children any longer but living weapons, to underestimate them is a death sentence.-
IlRitsuka: *Ritsuka’s mismatched gaze looked between the two boredly. He points at the Short muscular guy, Given Ritsukas age, They were not to far apart in height. He had been the one Ritsuka had assumed was the leader with the way he had talked with the other. Ritsuka observed them from the top of the gate as he watched them scrabble to the cart the thinner one appeared to be grabbing two weapons. These guys really didn’t know what was coming to them. He sighe lightly before glancing over to Una. A smirk forming underneath his Rebreather, before slipping his Gunbai back on his back his hands raising to sitin front of his chest as he begin forming a single handsign. –Bird- With a deep breath Ritsuka shot two basketball sized bullets of air directly at the middle of the cart, Using his Wind Release: Air Bullets. The attack connected with the cart Ritsuka watched as it went flying out away from the gate. The weapons within flying out of the cart as the wood frame shatters from the blow. He jumped down from the gate landing lightly as he watched the confused Bandits looked back at their destroyed cart a moment before they turned and rushed Ritsuka and Unaru. With a deep exhale Ritsuka quickly ran up toward the squat muscley guy, wanting to enjoy the fight he had decided to start it off slow. Play with guy for a bit. Its already sad these men were about to get their asses handed to them by a pair of 13 year olds. Glancing back to una with a chuckle he shouted over while dodging the poor man’s sad excuse of punches. “How about some cover Ru?” With that Ritsuka jumped backed quickly whipping his hand behind his hand back to his pouch withdrawling a smoke bomb from within. And throwing it at the ground ahead of them. Watching as it spreads smoke around the ground in front of the gate. Ritsuka knew this wouldn’t be a problem for Unaru or him. But he was quite curious about how the bandits would do.*
UnaruInuzuka: -Unaru had watched silently as he watched the attack upon the cart, he couldn’t help the small upward curve of the right corner of his mouth to form. The loud crash of metal and wood ringing down the road along with the looks upon the guys faces… now that was priceless. He shifted farther down so his hands almost brushed the damp stones below his feet fingertips caressing the cold unyielding material before Ritsu had come to land upon the ground. That was the time he saw the two look back and dash towards them, he couldn’t help the almost buzz when he was they rush him. Ironic… that was the first thought that had ran thru his mind when he had watched this. In his predator like mind the fact that the ones he was planning to keep away from his home and remove from existence, for to him at this point because of their intents of harming people here he saw no likeliness of them coming out of this alive, to rush him seemed almost comical. For a split second the thought came, but even so his hand had twisted the blade he had on hand to flip it to his left hand before letting chakra flow over him. It was like blue, almost black, wisps of chakra over his form, as he looked upon the one tall guy a grin slowly formed his right hand raised just close to his shoulder balm facing himself as he used his four legged technique onto his form. Claws grew fangs lengthened and his pupils dangerously contracted as if he had shown a slight bit of his feral mentality for a split moment in a physical form, fist clenching as a grin formed feeling the changes in himself. This was when the guy finally had swung a blade horizontally at his neck, once again he ducked and let his clawed right hand keep the fist and sent it careening into the guys gut just as he heard Ritsuka comment about getting some cover. He couldn’t help the small chuckle, almost more breath than sound come past his lips.- “Yes lets, wouldn’t do good for them to think they had any chance of getting into our village to make trouble can we? Let the hunt begin…” -The last part was said softly, darker than his usual voice but it was nothing compared to what it could have been. He didn’t want to show his dark side to Ritsuka, and he wasn’t even close to such a state, he was calm and collected in total control. A little fear hopefully being placed into the two that now found themselves deep in the smoke bomb with these four fighters… Now that there was cover he had dove back and with a quick sniff knew exactly their position before slipping back into range of this taller guy. With Unaru only being four foot ten this guy had a much farther reach meaning if he wanted to attack he had to get deep into danger to hit anything vital in his fighting style. He slashed up and the smell of blood told him he had hit the mans arm, but he found himself being kicked in the side from the guy before he could get out of the way. He had slid a bit of way taking note of the hit quickly, he may have gained a bruise, but that’s nothing compared to some simple friendly spars he has been within, he will be fine.-
IlRitsuka: *Ritsuka as he watched the men fumble in the smoke. For him and Unaru, This was easy. Ritsuka actually preferred the stealth aspect of battle. Not one to jump into thing without a plan. And a backup plan for that matter. He Tilted his head before sighing, Now he was wishing he was just chilling with his boyfriend again. Reaching into his pouch he withdrawls a kunai from the pouch on his back. Forming ram he used body flicker technique to disappear in a flash reappearing the smoke, within arms reach of Ritsuka’s opponent. His hand reaching out to swiftly swipe his opponent, his blade striking true leaving a Moderate cut on the mans arm. Suddenly ritsukas eye caught the mans movements, he was surprisingly fast. Ritsuka hadn’t factored that in as he watch the leg swipe toward him he put his arms up to attempt to block the blow, his arm crossed defensively over his chest at the kick landed. Ritsuka was launched to the side flying to slam into the street a few feet away. He bit his lip holding back any noise from escaping his lips. A small trail of blood dripping from his mouth where his tooth connected with his lips. He hadn’t sustained any serious injury but that hurt like a bitch. Pushing himself up he almost glared at the man. His stance much different at this point, A more relaxed calm look to him as his empty hand went back to the same pouch withdrawing another kunai. The man at this point was swinging around the smoke wildly hoping to get a hit in. Ritsuka slid in his movements loose and fluid. Reaching out he slice at the outreached arm, at the tendon in the arm, hoping to cut of the bandits control of that arm. His leg sliding under said arm aiming a good kick to his ribs. The man flying back, tumbling to the ground a few feet behind his previous position. Ritsuka sighed again as he watched the man rise to his feet and rush him again swinging a katana he had fumble into on the ground, This was not their lucky day Ritsuka threw thw rwo kunai, hitting the mans side but only ripping a bit of his shirt. And the other hit the katana but the man didn’t end up dropping the weapon. Ritsuka decided it was time to stop playing games and end this quickly. He jumped bsckwards getting ready for what he was hoping was a final attack then he could remove the smoke and assist unaru. With a nod Ritsuka began to initiate what he hoped would be the final plan*
UnaruInuzuka: -He waited for only a moment before having dived back into the fight, the smell of these guys were so easy to track it was sickening. He had ducked down under a randomized swing and twisting the kunai for an upward thrust having sent it at the mans abdomen and a stifled cry formed from the lanky guy he was fighting. He only had a moments though to take pride in his small victory before he felt the touch of a hand twist to grab him by the back of his jacket. Slamming his hands together he had formed the ram seal and before the guy got a good hold of him he had slipped from his fingers after using the body flicker to appear behind him. He shifted all his weight to his left leg and in a swift thrust kick to send his foot straight at the back of the others left knee to try to stumble him, if not knock him to the ground. It ended in a stumble with the man twisting around to try and face his, at this point, invisible opponent. Leaping he lashed out to with his claws, having memorized the mans height, at his face hoping to remove the others sight like he had been able to do with that one that smelled like snakes in that b rank mission he had gone on with Akatori and the others. He had heard a cry from the guy but the way the hit landed he kind of knew the moment he had landed that it didn’t quite hit its mark. Whatever was done at least hurt the guy enough to actually make a sound, he couldn’t help feeling the thrill that ran up and down his spine at that sound. This was what he feared to show the people he was starting to care about, that sick twisted part of him that can’t help that feeling of enjoyment while he was in a fight. He wasn’t going to let this fight linger longer than needed, if he did there was always the chance he can loose himself in this and he didn’t at all want Ritsuka seeing this from him… He pulled out a bundle of ninja wire string from his pouch and without looking snagged the end of one side pulling it taunt. He could either keep diving in and out at the guy whittling away his life or finish it now with a few simple moves… Having slipped the kunai he had in his left hand into his mouth he snagged a shuriken and attaching the string flinging it towards the blinded man, slightly off center. He twitched his finger at a point that he knew gave him enough string and turned the weapon to twist around the mans middle hoping to grab his arms in the process. Leaping to the side, he had ran and leapt right at the guy from behind legs twisting around his form locking ankles at the guys chest around his elbow finding purchase to literally cling to the guy twisting that wire a couple of times around the others neck as he pulled tight. The guy struggled as he was working to reach back up to snag the kunai that he had in his mouth but got jerked forward and had to hold on to keep from being flung off. There was a smirk forming on his lips thou, it was slow to grow but it was more pronounced than normal, even an average person would see it. He was hoping to get this done with before the smoke disappeared but it was already starting to thin around him while he was concentrating on his actions.-
IlRitsuka: *Ritsuka heard Unaru’s opponent cry out. It broke him out of his thoughts as a smile formed on his lips. At least he didn’t have to worry to much about his teammate he supposed though. He silently observed his opponent fumble and feel across the ground in search of another weapon no doubt. “What a futile attempt.” Ritsuka called out to his opponent flatly. “You should just surrender and save some of that pride.” The man threw out some jarbled curses and complaints before whipping a small kunai like projectile. Ritsuka quickly side stepped letting it slice right by him harmlessly falling to the ground. With a chuckle, Slowly withdrew his gunbai from his back again. With a wave of it the smoke in the area around the young Uzumaki and his opponent slowly cleared of smoke. Ritsuka Slowly smirked as he came into view of the man He carefully re attached the gunbai. The man quickly regains his composure and trys to save face. His grip on the katana tightening as he slowly begin moving to his left. Ritsuka patiently awaited the mans attack. His hands only flying into handsigns when the man who had been a few feet from him had begun rushing him again with the katana. Ritsuka tsk’ed boredly “Not this nonsense again” Ritsukas tone was dark and flat. His eyes seemed dark besides the reddish glowing hue to the left one. He quickly slammed his hands into –Rat- before slithering them into –Snake- quickly shifting into –Horse- and ending in –Dog- . With that Ritsuka took a deep breathe, allowing himself to turn just as the man was withing reach. He was performing his Wind Release: Vacuum Wave, And allocating quite the amount of his chakra into it.He exhaled as he moved he compressed the exhaled breath into a solitary blade air. The man had raised his hands up for a downward slice at Ritsuka, but that was not gunna help him as the blade stuck him. A gory slice forming across his chest as he was blown upwards more slices opening along his arms and body, soiling the ground below him with blood. Finishing his movement, Ritsuka’s mismatched gaze watched as the mangled man landing onto the ground a few feet ahead of Ritsuka with a loud thump. Looking over to the man, Ritsuka knew he would not be getting up from an attack like that. His battle was done, And he was free to help Unaru if need be. With a Clap of his hands Ritsuka used Wind Release: Gale palm, clearing any of the lingering smoke from the battlegrounds. Ritsuka turned seeing what he assumed was unaru finishing up his own fight. He jumped onto the gate and let his teammate finish.*
UnaruInuzuka: -He had felt the wind blow over him the moment that Ritsuka had used the gale but his eyes had been trained upon the guy he was upon. He couldn’t help the soft animalistic growl from forming past his lips as the guy twisted around trying to dislodge him from his form. Of course that only made the wire around the mans neck bite harder into the flesh already a trail of blood leaking from the thin cuts. He finally had enough of a balance for a second to swipe the blade from his mouth unable to help the small lick of his tongue on his dry lips as he raised the blade silver shards calculating before plunging it into the mans right artery. And knowing how this can be Unaru himself ducked to the left still holding on for a moment as the man who had been having his heart beating hard to remove him got struck in spot no one is likely to survive long without help, and it being in this place no one is about to help enemies… the spray missed Unaru but it did its work both the scent of the blood in the air and him watching the man crumple in less than ten seconds sent a wave of satisfaction thru him. He landed on his feet and looked at the body laying there for a moment as if not really paying attention to anything else around as it finally stilled. Then he let the four legged jutsu drop from his form and his eyes came to trail up knowing Ritsukas exact position. A smirk was on his lips, deeper than usual, dark. His pupils also were thin and contracted but also dilating slowly as if feeling a buzz from his actions. It didn’t quite have the kind feel to it like it should thou, more like a predator that had just taken down its prey. Then just as suddenly it was over, his expression was fallen into a normal state and his expressive eyes seemed to show a slight embarrassment as a hand scrubbed at the back of his head eyes shifting to the side as a bit of worry leaked in replacing his weapons. He had kept the impulses under control, he can be thankful for this… but still something had leaked out. He didn’t know if Ritsuka really caught it or if he can possibly mistake it for simple actions any shinobi had in the heat of battle... He kind of hoped, and if he took in the scene from his perspective, it may be the later actually which was a good thing in his mind... He wasn’t sure if he was ready to try explaining to someone his darker side… He also didn’t want to find himself loosing people because of it once again… After all his father of all people essentially threw him away because of it… Forcing his thoughts away from that line he whipped the wire lightly to loosen it and then retracted it back into its holder before putting the shuriken and wire back into his pouch in a simple action that took less than a few seconds to do. His form shifted and moved to just below the gate, He took note of his two ninken who had by clearly learnt to just sit back and wait for orders rather than rushing into things thankfully before allowing his eyes to trail back up to Ritsuka a small smirk forming but even that looked a little nervous in appearance.-  “Well, at least this wasn’t a boring mission hnn?”
IlRitsuka: *Ritsuka grinned over at his teammate as he watched him fight his opponent. He leapt onto the gate for a better view. There was a sort of satisfaction watching his boyfriend destroy another person. With a content sigh he plopped down into a sitting position. He quietly used the long and dark sleeve of his hakama to wipe blood from his face. His left eye changes back into its normal Uzumaki blue. He watched as the battle came to an end before he pushed himself lightly off the gate. He landed on the ground below carefully, Brushing a stray stand of his dark red hair from his eyes before looking up blankly from Unaru to his slaughtered opponent. He does his best to hold back the shiver threatening to crawl down his spine as he takes the scene. Being it was the first time he had actually used Vacuum wave on an actual opponent it had been a tad harder than he had expected. He stared at the mangled corpse again, letting his gaze blur on the gory scene before he calls out, “Good job. Guess that takes care of that.” His tone quiet and shaky. He turned on his heel walking back through the gate in the direction of his fathers tower. He had to report back to him on what had happened. He listened behind him for Unarus footsteps. Making sure he was following, he slowed down so Unaru could catch up to stand at his side as they walked through the village together. He finally answered back to una. “ I don’t know if its better. But defiantly not boring.” He slowly turned to observe the many buildings of the village as they walked down the main street of Ame. His feet dragged slowly as they approached the tower. He turned back to look at una once more before leaning in to give him a light kiss and walking into the door, and up the stairs. There was no doubt his father was at the top of the tower standing in the rain like he did often. As they reached the door Ritsuka pushed it open allowing una to enter first after which Ritsuka followed close behind him as the approached his father to turn in the mission.*
UnaruInuzuka: -His head had lifted to look upon Ritsuka’s features the moment he had heard the tone and the waver within it. At first the thought that it was pointed right at him as if the others thoughts had been upon him and his actions and he couldn’t help the first instinct of a twist inside but then realized a look wasn’t being directed to him but at the whole scene in general. He could also see from his spot the dilated eyes of his team leader, unfocused and clearly not really looking at the stuff all around but knew he should. At this moment he wasn’t quite sure if it was from him being tired or that he was thinking about something that happened. That was when he watched him turn and head back thru the gates… He lingered a moment, he was intelligent… but he still was a young teen with his own inner fears…. So he was almost scared inside still that it might be him that he was avoiding. One with such a bad case of paranoia was just asking to worry about the smallest things and seeing things that may or may not actually be there. He soon enough did follow after him, his ninken on his heels his feet light like any ninja but the soft brush of feet on the ground could be heard enough by Ritsuka. His silver shards lingered from the ground to the back of Ritsuka’s shoulders, he watched him turn towards him letting him catch up at his own pace, all his fears hidden inside compressed and tight inside dulling slightly but not leaving yet. The comment about the mission only gained a nod of his head the tightness easing a bit more, maybe he only imagined it? They had walked and he had let his mind wander in their traveling almost ignoring anything else around him but them. He did notice that the other was walking slowly and kind of wondered why but hoped the guess of him being tired might be the reason for it… They had done a good job, they kept two people who would have harmed people inside their home from surviving to do such a thing to the people here ever. Wasn’t it normal to kill as a shinobi? To him it felt natural… it felt right to do it and never felt the need for chasing off people for after all they can return if they let them leave… and what if they did find a way in..? Wouldn’t the people who got hurt be their fault? He was rubbing his right hand lightly on his black clothing removing the last bit of the blood that lingered on that hand of his. He didn’t regret it and it showed in his head never lowering even if his eyes seemed to be running thoughts a mile a minute inside. He never really did get to go deep into his thoughts to beyond these for that was when Ritsuka had turned and kissed him. The action had made his mind suddenly stop along with his feet and automatically shift his lips kissing back before the other boy had turned from him and entered the building he hadnt realized they had approtched. He had a small memory of entering this place once before but let it slip away as he walked into the place following Ritsuka once again. It wasn’t hard to guess where they were going, he could smell the Amekage in this place, a scent he had come to understand by now over the year of being here. He moved up the stairs the scent getting stronger, and soon found Ritsuka opening the door for him. He walked into the office a quick flick of his eyes around before letting his eyes zero upon the man there who was the leader of this village. He may be Ristuka’s boyfriend but still he felt the intimidation factor of the man in front of him deep inside even if it barely showed it outside. His pups settled to sit just inside the door near the wall, he waited on Ritsuka to proceeded him, the crimson haired boy being a chuunin… ranked higher than himself and he knew he wasn’t exactly the one who had been given the mission itself having been asked by the other to join him. With all these factors he knew when it came to missions and anything that involved duty as a shinobi he wasn’t to be the one to give this report, the higher ranking one did this. So as they had come close to the desk he settled his feet near each other and let his hands loose to his sides as his head tilted down just a bit showing his respect to the man expression blank no doubt the fact of a slight bit of red staining his arm guards and fingers in general spoke of a fight.-
IlRitsuka: *Ritsuka walked into the door, nodding lightly to his father as he approached him. His blue eyes still slightly blank, along his walk here he could almost feel the stare of Unaru, he knew the boy had been worrying about him. But hopefully with Ritsukas gaze it was mislead as he wanted it to be. He Loved battling. Watching the blood of his enemy dripping to the ground was almost beautiful to him, Like paint on a canvas. His father was the one he really had to attempt to convince. He didn’t want them to see him as unstable. He wasn’t in his mind. He just enjoyed destroying things that threatened to harm his village, He loved it in fact. He loved the rush he felt knowing their were people counting on him to defend them. He wanted to make sure no one got through those gates and anyone who tried was turned into a message for any others who might want to try. This was his home and he would be damned if he let some scum sneak in. He coughed lightly before going in to a detailed explanation of his mission and giving the details of the enemies. He informed his father that he didn’t think these guys were working alone as they were both fairly weak as well as unintelligent. There had to be some sort of crime boss or something in charge of this attempt. When he got to the bit about him finishing off his opponent he had fought back a smirk from forming. After everything was done his father went back to his work as Unaru and he walked backed down the staircase and out the door. Ritsuka again moved in and kissed him lightly before informing him he had a idea and dragged him down the streets to the ramen shop so he could buy Una dinner, His hand reaching down to intertwine with Unarus as they walked together.*
==End Results:==
Mission acomplished, Bandits removed.