The past five days had been simultaneously tedious and utterly boring. Patrol for a Gobikagure Shinobi was somewhat pointless, Ryuu thought as he sped through the trees. Considering Gobikagure's status...it was not like the young man would detain any foreign shinobi from entering the borders. His only job was to observe, take out a bandit gang here or there, and make his route. 

Ever since he had activated his sharingan, it seemed that the only missions the Village Leader would assign to Ryuu were information gathering in nature. A scowl crossed Ryuu's face as he thought of the Jounin Hyuuga Hiroshi. Despite numerous attempts to gain information, the Village Leader would never give more information regarding his bloodline beyond that it was cursed and Ryuu was better off not knowing. Of course, the man would follow these simple statements with a new BINGO book for Ryuu to memorize. There were certain people that, should he see, Ryuu was to report back to base immediately. Though Gobigakure had open borders to shinobi, Hiroshi liked to know when S-Ranked ninja were in the borders. Ryuu did not mind the nature of the work, but he did long for combat. It was...stifling being a shinobi in a Village that did not even have a Kage. 

[i]"Such thinking will do me no good,"[/i] Ryuu thought with a sigh, [i]"I'm stuck here for now. I wonder what Myuubi has in store for dinner tonight. My paycheck from this patrol should be decent enough for us all to get some decent food. Plus the rabbits I caught."[/i]

Black, moppish hair was thrown back as Ryuu moved at inhuman speeds back to his village. The young man's form was lithe and almost graceful in his movements. Dual Wakizashi were strapped to his back and waist respectively, but a satchel of fresh, raw meat rested upon his back. A small smile crossed Ryuu's face as he exhilarated in the joy of the chakra flowing through his body as he ran. It was one of the few things that gave him joy in life. Noticing the road that lead to the village entrance, Ryuu slowed his speed to a simple walk as he approached.

His eyes turned to the guard and observed her for a moment. Though he recognized her from around the village, he could not recall the name. The first thing that stood out to him was her height. The girl was abnormally short and for a moment Ryuu wondered if she was perhaps eight or nine years old, but the bulging muscles and matured look in her eyes dispelled that notion. She was not unnattractive, Ryuu thought. Or perhaps she was attractive in an ugly way? He really could not tell. Being surrounded by prostitutes tended to give a child a skewed sense of what was beauty. No matter. The young man approached stoically and nodded at the lavender haired girl. He pulled a small package of papers from his belt and offered them.

"Myuubi Ryuu, back from patrol. Chuunin. ID Number 5040," He would state simply as he looked down to observe the girl. The young man could mentally hear Myuubi chiding him to be more sociable and so he asked awkwardly, "Um...many people entering the village today?"