[i]Tink. Tink. Tink.[/i]

[indent]The bells were ringing. Hayato had released the small, metallic balls into the air and allowed them to float there on chakra threads. He only needed a few, and he let their light chirp echo only thrice before he moved. As if bending the air around him, his body seemed to glow like a mirage. It was his White Jacket Insanity. Faster than her chuunin eyes could process and fast enough to give the Legend himself Kirugetsu a challenge, Hayato grabbed at the girl's throat and slammed her into the wall behind them - making any agility she might have with taijutsu absolutely moot. It was no jutsu he used before, simply scare tactics he learned in the deserts of Sunagakure, but it had now developed into far more.[/indent]

[i]"In my hands,mon cheri, are three metal pipes. With dem, I shoot jutsu dat can topple buildings. Try an' move now, an' you won't have a head,"[/i] Hayato warned her. He was not playing. Not anymore. True, Hayato was not one to abide by the normal social convenes of Konohagakure - or anywhere for that fact - but blatant disrespect to him was not something he would allow. At least, not from someone under him. Damn the consequences as well; he never did care for reprimand, and the Hokage himself hated to even attempt such with Hayato... mostly for the same reason Kirugetsu hated even talking to the man. [i]"I will do what I wan', an' no man here - not even Hosuka-san himself - will stop me. Not without'a catchin' first, an' even if'e does, I don' fear death. I cain't,"[/i] he told her. He spoke words that within the village sounded like blasphemy. Speaking out against the Hokage, Hosuka, was insanity. Hitori, his brother, sacrificed his life to use the Reaper Death Seal on Sai himself - an act of valor that made every single man in the world respect Hitori and thus his brother. Almost everyone one, at least.

[i]"I hunt men dat even Hosuka fears. In teh war, Sai had dese guards, you see. Teh last shinobi he evah trained. Dey had seals of unholy power, girl. Dey did grotesque t'ings to teh body. Dey could use teh power of teh Uchiha... teh Hyuuga... teh Senju... an' so many more. Any clan you can t'ink of girl. Sai had'm all, and made'm into beasts of men. Soldiers at'is will. Dey killed more people den Sai himself an' from what I take enjoyed it far more..."[/i] There was a look in his eyes. Of horror. Not of fear. But of a disgusting horror. Some of those with Sage Seals were abominations. Experiments gone awry, men after power or sometimes men so twisted they were beasts to begin with. The Sage Seals were not just a threat because of their threat of Sai, but because of their instability and raw power. Any one of them could have the power of a Kage, although few did. To encounter one was suicide.

[i]"I read yer profile, girl. You may've seen twisted bodies, but chu ain't seen teh twisted minds. You ain't seen how dat nature chakra ain't really natural at all. How it affects dose who cain't handle it, girl. I've seen dem stop othah hunters like me by grabbin' children. I've seen some dat acted like your brother, an' made you feel a world a' guilt for what chu had to do. But what dey all had in common girl was powah... no remorse... no guilt. No humanity left in'm, for teh most part. Dat's what I'm used to, girl. Dat's what I fight. What I see. Even among shinobi, teh t'ings I see - not just broken bodies, girl - are horrific. But chu know what?"[/i] he asked her, as if she could answer him with him holding her throat as tightly as he did. He then loosened up and tossed her on the ground. It was made plain: his question was rhetorical.

[i]"I always come back wit'a smile on mah face, actin' like it don't bothah me a bit. I seen my best friends die, girl. I watched my home burn. I hid in deserts for years... not one've you lil kids got shit on dat. If you t'ink you deserve what I got - where I am - and teh treatment I get... then you t'ink of everyt'ing you love - these people in dis building, helpin' dem, healin' teh sick, savin' the hurt... burnt to the groun' 'cause've of a war dat never needed fought. Gone. Den, when you felt teh loneliest in teh world, you had to hide in a place dat might'a been Hell on Earth just teh live. You a medic nin, girl. You do nothin' but save lives. Imagine not wantin' yer own. Den, den at t'at moment, you might get a sliver of respec' from me. Until den, you on my team, you my subordinate an you gone listen to what I say. If you don' like how I ac', I don't give a damn. But, mon cheri, I'mma tell ya, I really don' wanna have to beat respec' into ya...

...but I will if I have'ta."[/i]