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G I I C H I
Giichi smiled at the news. Though he had just gotten out of that dreadful mission with impossibly strong ninjas, he was already finding his bones itching for more. He held his index finger up at the green-haired ninja, a warm grin on his face as he said.
“One moment.”
He dropped back down to the Uzumaki residence before performing two hand-seals. A dull, blue ring echoed in front of his tiger seal hands before locks and metal moved against each other inside of the large doors. When it opened to reveal the full, hill-top glory of their home, Giichi gestured for the ninja to follow him in.
“I gotta get dressed and stuff but you're free to wait inside if ya want. My mom should be reading in the front … I guess you can talk with her till I'm done.” He looked over his shoulder at the guy. “No worries, she may seem a bit stiff but she's the best woman in the world.”
The next second had passed and he was dashing towards the back of his large estate with speed. He got inside his room, washed himself, and returned to his room. He slid a door open before walking into his closet and heading straight to the back. He always made sure to keep his ninja attire separate from the rest of his clothes. He pulled his signature orange jacket from off its hanger and tied his snapped his head-band on.
Fifteen minutes later and he had returned to the front. He hated the feeling of his hair being moist, the blonde strands always hung heavily. Shaking his head and drying it with a towel, that he quickly tossed onto the porch, Giichi approached the green-haired ninja.
“Alright, I'm ready when you are, lead the way.”
D A I K I.
A fierce expression grounded his teeth together. He didn't know how to feel. Half of him wanted to accomplish the mission no matter the cost, the other was very concerned. He wasn't like most ninja, he didn't particular care for money. He was self-sufficient and did well with what he made on his missions. He didn't need extra.
He looked over towards Tsukkio, Miyaka had made sure that the Jounin would reinforce her orders. His stared at the jounin with defiance. He wasn't going to walk around like a goof because some actress wanted him too.
“Not going to happen, Ms. Phia. Captain, surely you can agree that I have the right to deny that request.” His hand fell out towards Tsukiko. He wasn't Takeshi, a blow swung his way would not be handled as poorly. “I'll meet you on the 50th floor. I'm taking the elevator.” He announced before starting towards the doors.
Wait, perhaps I'm not thinking this true. Ma, could use the extra cash. He sighed as he walked, debating on whether to go along or actually defend his pride.
