[center][h1][color=Gold]Akio Tendou[/color][/h1][/center]

Akio face was stuck in a very displeased frown until Tsukiko said the name of their prey. Now she couldn't stop the rain of drool coming from her own mouth, the over salivation coming from the thought of eating her favorite meal of all time. She quickly shook her head and wiped her mouth clean as she saw Tsukiko walking off without her, not wanting to be left behind by the wild huntress.

"If Giant Tiger is what we're after, I don't care what weather's like. Such a delicous delicacy, and there's always so much of it. I'll have to try and take some back to Aoi later, give her a taste of some real game meat." As she spoke, Akio began to drool again, but quickly got a handle of herself before it could get out of hand. "Anyway, the pack just has some spare clothes, extra ninja wire, kunai, shuriken, and a few storage scrolls to preserve what we catch until we get back. Have more faith in me, Tsuki-nee, I learned from the best after all."

Akio said with a grin, giggling a little at the expressions of the guards at Tsukiko's actions. She was tempted to do the same, but figured that level of sass didn't suit her, so she simply gave them a mocking wave as she passed.

"And yeah, everything's been taken care of, so let's hurry up and get some Giant Tigers already."

As they walked, Akio suddenly let out a loud sneeze, and as she wiped her nose, she felt like she needed to find a certain someone. "Aoi better not be talking about me behind my back about that stupid water temple again."

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[center][h1][color=DarkOrange]Tatsuya Kajiya-Terumi[/color][/h1][/center]

Tatsuya was walking through the Konoha with a slight air of melancholy, protected from the rain by a hooded macjet as he carried in his hands a long, rectangular box, wrapped in a layer of water-repellant cloth to protect it from the rain. As he mace his way to hus destination, Tatsuya cursed himself for the thousandth time for his stupidity. If the two had been more bloodthirsty or more open to stamping out resistance, he'd be dead right now. His parents had to come and get him from the square after everything happened, as the stress of the day on his already weakened body and mind left him in a state where he could barely move. Home hadn't been much better, as he'd bern bombarded by lecture by his mother, and worse, met with only stony silence from his father. 

After that, he'd simply rested, awoken this morning to put the finishing touches on the custom order blade, then went out to deliver it to the customer. His mom had on the roof of the house, enjoying the feeling of the rain while his father was busy in the workshop. 

Shaking his head of such thoughts, he approached the door of the Uzumaki Compound, giving a few sharp raps to the door. To his surprise, the door was open almost immediately as a woman answered, one he realized to be the clan matriarch. Before he could say a word, however, he was ushered in and passed on to a grey haired man, who took him to another room despite his attempts to protest. Before he knew it, he was dropped of in a room with Giichi Uzumaki, who he'd had a few conversations with but didn't know well, and some othergirk that seemed vaguely familiar. He stared at her for awhile, trying to figure out where, when it struck him.

"You're that angry chick that was yelling at her phone yesterday. I almost didn't recognize you with clothes on."

Shrugging at the strange coincidence of meeting this girl in the Uzumaki household, he turned to the fairly depressed looking teen, coughing a little as he held out the box to him. He'd unwrapped it on the way in, showing off the deep brown of the lacquered wood, the spiral of the Uzumaki clan shining brightly in the center like an red star. Opening the box, there would be a sheathed blade inside, navy blue in coloration with orange lines flowing downmthe length of it. Picking it up, he drew the blade out slightly, showing off the glistening steel of the blade, which held a double edged western design rather than the more standard single edge. Near the base was the Uzumaki spiral again, which appeared to take on a slight glow. Tatsuya then resheathed the blade and placed it back into the box, then proceeded to turn towards Giichi, giving him a respectful bow.

"Greetings, Uzumaki-san, I'm Tatsuya Kajiya-Terumi and I've come to deliver a blade ordered by your father, custom-designed according to his preferences by myself. Unfortunately, as a matter of policy, I'll have to impose on you until he can return to pay the rest of the money for the blade, unless you can raise the funds yourself, as immediate family may also provide payment. We accept both cash and credit, though cash is prefered." After he finished speaking, Tatsuya would stand up with the box in hand, his eyes turning to Momoi as he tried tp figure what she was doung here. "Beg my pardon, but am I intruding on anything here?"

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