[center][h3]What's that moving through the crowds? Is it a gay bird? Is it a red thunder? NO! It is Mikoto![/h3][/center]

It was hard to believe a man as beautiful as Mikoto could do what he was doing. 

He moved through a line of confederate shinobi, jumping and dancing as he went through them. They tried to stop him, of course. 

One sought to stab him in the chest with a kunai. Eyes closed and with perfect tempo, Mikoto spun around the kunai effortlessly, keeping his left arm up and his right arm extended to his side. The confederate shinobi could not see what happened and it wasn't until his throat started bleeding that he realized that that gay guy dancing ballet through his enemies was not actually dancing. 

Just as he started dancing, Mikoto activated his [i]High Speed Jet[/i] jutsu. 

The next attack came from his left. A shuriken. Easy as pie. These small fries had not enough grace, intelligence or power to even think about hurting him. Such were the thoughts of the arrogant man known as Mikoto. 

He spun again, shook his hands to dispel his waterjet and them brought them at the center of his chest and moved them into the following seals; [i]Ram, Bird, Boar, Monkey, Ram[/i]. 

Mikoto planted his right leg on the ground and stopped spinning and brought both of his hands to his mouth. 

[color=ed1c24][b]"Water Release! Water Gun!"[/b][/color] He sung. 

A blob of water came out from his mouth at high speed, dragging both the shuriken and shinobi away. The ninja that had thrown the shuriken was on top of a rock formation, probably made by himself. The fall would be fatal, probably, but seeing as he knew Earth release, he expected him not to die that easily. 

Another man came from behind him and swung his fist against his back. A loud *thud* was heard and, despite the mask the enemy shinobi was wearing, it was clear that he was smirking. [i]"I got him!"[/i] He thought. 

[color=ed1c24][b]"Arara. Attacking from the back? Now, that IS slightly more intelligent."[/b][/color] Mikoto sung, turning his head to him. He was still smiling, despite what seemed to be potentially powerful blow he had just received. [color=ed1c24][b]"But if you don't aim for the kill it is pointless."[/b][/color]

Mikoto had stopped the man's fist with his hand. It wasn't until the man turned to see his fist that he noticed it was being cut by the waterjet surging from Mikoto's hands. 

He rushed to take his fist away, but Mikoto turned his whole body once he took his fist back, moving his hands quickly in preparation for his next jutsu. [i]Dragon, Horse, Ram, Dog, Tiger[/i]. 

[color=ed1c24][b]"You are not a worthy opponent. May you encounter peace in the afterlife. High Speed Jet, medium output."[/b][/color] His smile and gaze had turned cold. He swung his hand and cut the man's hand off. 

Before his enemy could shout, Mikoto supported himself on his left leg and spun one more time. With his right hand extended again, he then severed the man's head. 

His body fell to the ground and Mikoto sighed. 

[color=ed1c24][b]"I guess no one entertaining came this time. Wonder if Kanata-chan is around here? She always did have a talent of getting into trouble with powerful lads."[/b][/color] Mikoto sings as he turns around, both of his arms behind his head. 

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Kanata sneezed, [color=ec008c][i]"Ugh. Bet homo Mikoto is talking about me."[/i][/color] She thought to herself.

She had helped her mother escape, with whom she had come to the festival. Now, what was she going to do? She didn't particularly [i]like[/i] the confederation, but she definitely did not agree with the methods of the Red Sages. 

[color=ec008c][b]"Sages my ass. They should've named themselved the 'Red Shitheads', cause everything they do is pretty dumb."[/b][/color]

[b]"Do you happen to have a problem with us, little missy?"[/b] A hoarse, yet high-pitched voice says. 

[color=ec008c][b]"Ugh... just my luck. I happen to be talking to myself and one of the shitheads hears me."[/b][/color] She brings her right hand to her head and shakes it. 

A group of three Red Sages, by the looks of it. A classic combination of a short one, probably the brains, a big one with a big belly, and one of average height that looks like an all-rounder.

[b]"We are still here you know?"[/b]

[color=ec008c][b]"I know and I don't care, so-!"[/b][/color] Before Kanata can finish, the short one has already thrown a kunai at her. 

It seems to hit her right in the stomach, but soon enough the water clone disintegrates and the remaining water falls to the water. 

[color=ec008c][b]"So see ya, shitheads!"[/b][/color] She shouts as she runs away from the peculiar trio of Red Sages. 

[color=ec008c][i]"All right, I need to find someone of the confederation and get them to fight for me. I don't want those idiots coming after me because I beat their guys."[/i][/color] She thinks to herself. [color=ec008c][i]"Oooor I look for Mikoto he can probably get them off my back. Hm, what to do, what to do...."[/i][/color]