Collecting the Hero's Water.

You have been assigned the Task of retrieving the Hero's Water from Takigakure, it is likely you will be faced with fights and Challenges on the way, but I have no doubt you are capable. Bring the water back safetly. Do NOT disappoint me.
 
S - Rank Mission.
 
Yusame Hoshigaki
Kenji Momochi
 
 
 
Collecting the Hero's Water
 
Yusame: -There it was or rather he was, standing on the outside of the gates posted against the wall. His arms out with his right leg’s foot on the wall behind him while the other stood firm on the ground below. This thing or this man wore black pants matched with a sleeveless black shirt that came up and stopped at his nose, covering his lower face. Above that was its small, round, white eyes with three gill-like facial markings under each eye on top of his blue-grey skin. He had a face only a mother could love, literally. The mask/shirt covered his mouth which housed rows of shark-like teeth giving him an overall shark appearance. Again, mothers love. Anyways, there he stood with both arms out holding on to the handle of his sword Samehada, which was on the ground near his foot. Samehada being his signature weapon and one of the most feared swords due to it being alive and its ability to absorb chakra. Needless to say this sword can be quite dangerous. Any who, there he stood all geared out and ready for anything. It wasn’t uncommon for him to be in this spot, it was one of his favorite spots. From here he could scan the horizon to see if anything was coming though in all of his time he has only seen a handful of people come and go. Not many people want to visit the Village Hidden in Mist for good reason. Most of the shinobi there show no remorse and will kill for no reason. It’s like who can catch the bigger fish but with humans and lives. So it’s not on your top ten vacation list. Tilting his head towards the sky he began to gaze at its emptiness. The sky itself was grey with no color or activity, only a thin veil on mist lingered in the sky as the rest situated on the ground, more dense. It was like the atmosphere was playing hide and seek. One moment you could see the grey sky the next you couldn’t due to the mist, same with the ground. One moment you could see your feet the next you can’t see your knees. Any one not comfortable or use to the mist could end up in a lot of trouble down the road. Taking wrong paths, forgetting where you are or even losing someone who was walking right beside you. All was common where dense mist lingered. But for Kiri-nin the mist was nothing more than the weather and was something they could handle, especially for this one individual. He was one of the Seven Ninja Swordsmen of the Mist, if you haven’t guessed by now. I mean the sword gives it away, come on get your Naruto knowledge up. This man if you haven’t guessed being a Hoshigaki. But to be anal, Yusame Hoshigaki. A man who doesn’t care for others lives or his own to be, a man who will lay his life down to complete his mission or protect something if it’s part of his task, a man who enjoys his profession, a man who has been waiting countless minutes for his partner to show up for the mission they were given.-
 
 
Kenji :His body was still as his eyes slowly opened blinking a few times he saw a wooden roof above his head. Slowly the man sat up to find out his body was naked, he was in the bed of some woman he’d met the night before. He glanced over to see a rather ugly chick asleep beside him.: “I need to go…” :He said to himself almost silently. As he stood from the bed he saw his pile of clothing and a large sword known as Kubikiribocho on the ground. First he grabbed his long pants, then his shirt. As he reached down for his shoes he heard something moving behind him, then a voice.: “Come back to bed honey, last night was great.” :The woman’s voice was shrill leaving his ears with an unpleasant feeling.: “Go back to bed.” :He said quietly. As he spoke he’d slipped on his last shoe and moved for his gloves. His shoes and gloves were the signature attire of the Momochi clan, white and black camouflage.: “But Hone--” :As the words left the woman’s mouth the man’s hand swiftly shot back, slamming down against her face.: “I am Kenji Momochi! One of the Seven Swordsmen of the Mist! When I tell you to go back to bed you GO BACK TO BED!” :Kenji’s temper always got the best of him after waking up, his slap landed across the woman’s face and was a knock out blow. He wondered if she’d ever wake up at all after that. Kenji stood and slipped on his robe and his cloak. Dressed in his normal attire he tied his headband across his nose. Now he was ready to go. Kenji reached down and took a hold of the fabled sword known as Kubikiribocho. As he lifted the massive weapon from the ground he heard a group of men making there way up the stairs. They were talking about things that seemed to do with killing some adulterating man. Those words were all too familiar to Kenji, when he drank, he fucked. He’d fuck anything that would give him little resistance. Kenji knew he’d woken up late and his partner was waiting for him. Instead of taking the door and fighting the men he glanced back at the window. It was large but sealed closed now way to open it.: “Here goes..” :Kenji jumped forward through the window the glass shattering on impact. As he landed on the ground beneath him he ran left. Luckily for him he wasn’t too far from the Village’s front gate. He’d dash past crowds of people which told him it was mid day now. The gates were opened as he began to slow down. Then he saw the man who was supposed to team with on this Mission. He walked over in his direction waving his hand. The wind blew off of the ocean and Kenji’s black Kirigakure cloak blew the mist design fluttering in the breeze.: “Yo, sorry I’m late. So, what is this mission we’re being sent on? I was just told to meet you here.”
 
 
Yusame: -Growing Impatient Yusame leaned off the wall and sighed violently. Making this man wait was like throwing yourself in a shark tank covered in blood and guts. Get it, shark reference, ‘cause he is a Hoshigaki? Yes, yes. Yusame’s, small, round, white eyes glared back toward the village seeing nothing before turning back at the landscape. His eyes flickered from the trees, the grass to the various water sources before flickering down at his sword.- “He’s late. I outta skin him alive and use his bones as toothpicks”- he said lifting Samehada up, placing it on his right shoulder. Getting mad wasn’t gonna do him any good and he knew that. What would be the point of getting worked up over someone being a bit late. Well.. probably the fact where they are going could take days if not weeks! Closing his eyes he began concentrating to calm his self down, by listening to the land. Water swishing back and forth, leaves swaying aimlessly, and the chirp of birds that were nowhere in sight apparently. The man was calming his self down in simple terms, without all of the pointless details. Suddenly he opened his eyes as Samehada’s handle began to stretch and rub across his left cheek. He quickly turned around to see this man running towards him. Finally, his partner was here, but honestly he didn’t know what to do. Hug him, shake his hand, or kill him for making him wait. But as the man came closer he casually spoke which made Yusame’s left eye twitch. All he could do was pull down his mask with his left hand and throw a hideous smile towards him, showing his shark-like teeth.-“Well, well, look whos here. And oh? Don’t know the mission details you say? Well let me explain them to you. We are to go leave here and go to Village Hidden by Waterfalls to acquire a unique item. If we shall run into anything else of interest we are to snag it and bring it back for the Mizukage. But I doubt we’ll run into anything else, so why don’t you pick her up a snack or something.”- he spoke softly with an eerie voice while locking eye contact with the other male.-“Oh? I see you have a unique sword there. Kubikiribocho If I can recall. Try not to break it, ok?”- he said with a hiss and chuckle.-
 
 
Kenji: :As the Hoshigaki man spoke Kenji just continued walking passed him. Kenji was walking slow as he passed the man up as if insinuating that they should get started and not waist time standing and talking.: “You still blabbing on back there?” :Kenji said as he reached the beginning of the rows of trees that surrounded the path out of the village.: “I guess you can just point and I’ll kill okay? I’m not much for remembering details. That’ll just have to be your job.” :He said with a laugh. Kenji then quit talking all together. He didn’t look back to see if the Hoshigaki man was following him he just walked over towards the beach.: “The only thing I do want to know is do we have a boat? Or are we swimming? How are we getting to the main land?” :As Kenji spoke he felt his feet sink into the sand of the beach. A smile crossed over his face as his eyes got a good view of the ocean that surrounded Kirigakure. He glanced left and right seeing only fishing boats that were not made to carry passengers aside from their crew. His eyes moved back towards the water everything around him seeming to fade out. He began to have flashbacks of his former Sensei and himself training here. They had a fight not too long ago. Images from the battle moving through Kenji’s head. Kubikiribocho thrown at him, he barely escaped being decapitated by the massive blade. The images changed the Kenji stood over his defeated Sensei Kubikiribocho in hand. His Sensei had a defeated smile on his face as he extended his hand for an assist off of the ground. Instead of grasping his Sensei’s hand Kenji would thrust Kibikiribocho down into his Sensei’s throat severing his head. The blade sunk into the sand beneath him almost all the way to the guard. Kenji’s words echoed throughout his head.: “Goodbye, thanks for the sword old man.” :With that Kenji began to blink bringing him self out of his flash back. His head turned back to see if the Hoshigaki was even with him still at this point.: “Sorry, sometimes I tend to get carried away, lose my self in the memories of old battles.. “ :Kenji spoke before noticing if the man was behind him. His hands were clenched into fists the flashback excited his body and made him eager for a new fight to partake in.: “This is getting me all Giddy, lets hurry up okay? I want to fight.”