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[center][h1][color=black]Ayame Choko, “the Sewstress”[/color][/h1]
[url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AiYeO6_oqhg]A moonlit night[/url][/center]


Several high pitched, long screams had alarmed Ayame during her moonlit nightwalk. She had been up all night so far, worried about Sentou and her being at the party. She was aware of.. the amount of boys at that party, and Sentou's somewhat annoying habit to strip down randomly. And what if there was alcohol? Maybe the screams came from a drunk girl. But as Ayame knew, a party wasn't a party unless there was screaming, so she hadn't thought much of the screaming. Perhaps there was just some funny guy throwing water on a girl.. matter of factly, that was probably Jaakuna. She smiled as she thought of the class of Sentou. She had met many of them during their genin years, recounting to herself the countless amounts of laughs she had had at each of them. Aoi the clown.. Jaakuna the sundance kid. Even kids like Takeshi who had a few tricks up their sleeves had managed to make Ayame smile. And that boy Shin, too. They were individuals with a unique personality, each and every one of them, these chunin. She didn't believe that the next generation always surpassed the old generation, but this was the case that made her doubt her beliefs.

She was broken from her peaceful thoughts when a young girl, not from Sentou's class but from the same year, ran up to her and yelled at her. Her eyes widened and shook a bit as she heard what had happened at the lake. [color=black]“W-what?”[/color] Before waiting for an answer from the girl she jumped off, into a tree, and headed for the lake. An attack.. if only Sentou was alright. As she jumpe down from a branch, her cloak and long sleeves rising somewhat due to the wind, she noticed that other jonin had also arrived at the same time. Being the current highest ranking shinobi in the vicinity, she started barking orders at those around her. The first thing she noticed as she arrived was Shin who was attempting to rescue the girl with his crystal, which had several swords and sharp objects sticking out of it. [color=black]“Shin! Drop the girl!”[/color] Her voice was hard and direct, not what Ayame was like in casual situations. Much like her brother, she changed 100% during missions or on-duty situations. It may seem counter productive to [i]not[/i] help her. But in reality Ayame had to make a split second judgement, and the choice she made was a hard one to make. 

[i]Don't waste resources on someone you can't save.[/i] The words of her own sensei milled around in her head. It seemed that the old man was right, in the end. Taking the girl away to a hospital, knowing she would die, would mean.. the evidence, and the potential clues to who had done this.. they'd all go missing. Instead, it was a better choice to leave her here and to ease her suffering as best as the medical nin could while having a Uchiha specialized in these kind of cases do his work. [color=black]“She will die. You're only making her suffer more, Shin. You know this.”[/color] Meanwhile medical nin dropped in, although they were not the hospital medical shinobi, but combat medics. They'd get on the girl to attempt to heal her, knowing it was practically futile, as soon as Jaakuna would free the girl. 

Knowing that the girl was now going to be handled by the others she looked at a jonin and told him his orders. [color=black]“Fetch Fujitora, the jonin commander. I feel like this is more serious than a spat between chunin, or even a rogue nin. This is too gruesome for that.”[/color] The jonin nodded and dissapeared in an instant. Meanwhile Ayame would look at the group of chunin that had gathered. [color=black]“It's probably best if you go home - looking at the damage that was done to this poor girl.. you'd just get in our way if there was a fight.”[/color] She'd look at everyone individually with a serious look in her eyes - one that said 'listen to me, I'm not joking'. This was a serious threat, one that could rip apart any of these chunin from the look of things. [color=black]“Go straight home and don't talk to anyone about what you saw. If there is any information you need to tell us, such as suspicious people or fights that happened that are of influence on the investigation, talk to either me or Fujitora. Please, go home.”[/color]

Ayame wasn't dumb however. She was a chunin at one point to, eager to prove yourself to the jonin and to earn that promotion. There was a big fat chance that they'd not go home. Feeling helpless and unsure of what to do, she looked at Sentou. [i]Don't do anything stupid.[/i] Looking around the group once more, she raised her voice one last time. [color=black]“By the way, where is Yamato? Isn't this his house?”[/color] She'd raise her shoulders after that, making it seem like she didn't care much. For one she knew Yamato could save himself - he might have some personality issues, but he was strong on his own. There were many like him in history and they usually ended up straightening themselves out. So why did she ask where he was? [i]Well, if his home is nearby, perhaps the group would go take refuge there for the time being.[/i] Such was her reasoning. Besides it'd be easier to aid them if there was a remnant rogue nin in the area if they were all still together. Ayame glanced at a jonin. [color=black]“Where's Fujitora, I asked for him 5 minutes ago!”[/color]

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[center][h3]Meanwhile, at Yamato's house..[/h3][/center]
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[center][url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WsTs1cht7s4]In the backyard.[/url][/center]

[color=darkgreen]“Baaaakaa...”[/color] a man said with a deep and heavy voice, his face covered with a half-mask, which covered his mouth and nose, leaving only his eyes exposed. He looked mean, deadly and had a set of two large curved swords on his back. He was looking at a man who had an antenna coming from his head, who was forming the tiger seal. [color=darkred]“Shut up, Urobaru.. I'm listening to their radio communications. Seems they found the bodies.”[/color] Both of them didn't look to happy, facing towards the last final member of the trio. An imposing man, though not as big and muscled as the first man nor as slender and tiny as the antenna man. He had an eye patch on, with a summoning mark placed over that eye patch. It didn't seem like he'd be able to summon eyes into his eyesocket, but it looked dangerous. 

[color=8dc73f]“Shut up you two.. Yotsu, are they going to search for us?”[/color] The man said to his colleagues Urobaru and Yotsu. Yotsu shook his head, indicating that the investigators would probably only deal with the investigation right now. In return the supposed leader of the trio looked at Yamato's house. [color=8dc73f]“How annoying. Why did Jashin's reincarnation order us to do this anyway.”[/color] Urobaru raised his shoulders and looked at Yamato's house as well, while Yotsu opened his mouth again. [color=darkred]“I heard radio chatter while I was spying on lord Jashin's reincarnate. Something about orders from a Yakuza boss called Reijo Minamoru to kill people. I don't know much but I guess the Yakuza boss Minamoru man paid lord Jashin's reincarnate in either money or blood. After all, we need blood for the upcoming ritual, master Bubusho.”[/color]

Bubusho, the leader, crossed his arms and looked around the house. [color=8dc73f]“Well, next time they need to relay our orders better. I think we killed the right people and harvested their blood, but I don't know. Didn't Rumiko say to meet her here? What's taking her so long.”[/color] The other two raised their shoulders again. They didn't seem too bright.