Akatsuki Rears Their Ugly Head

Saika took a deep waft of the crisp air that ran through the country that boasted the village known as Otogakure. Though the air was filled with the smell normally associated with spring, she knew that soon enough the air would be tainted with the copper smell of blood. Thus, she would enjoy the aroma before it was masked by the sometimes revolting smell of the dead, though she knew that dealing with such a scent would not last for long. A grin spread across her face as she ran her fingers through her hair, it flowing in the breeze as she walked to the meeting spot. It had been picked carefully, the tea shop of course, she having bought the place a couple weeks prior to the meeting. Thus, the tea shop was a business she owned, and would serve well as a private meeting point for no one was to come, the place being closed for the day.

Upon reaching the shop, she would not hesitate to waltz right in, expecting for her two lovely members that had been sent to the country a head of time were there, accompanied by the female she desired to have within her organization. Instead of sitting, she would stand, her back leaned up against the wall in a position that gave her full view of the room before her. And she would stand there and wait for her people to either take a seat or get into a comfortable position before she would finally spring the plan upon them. Her plan to takeover this minor country.

 

Soran was sitting in a rather uncomfortable seat that consisted of thin lists of wood, and bamboo limbs. He was in a rather small tea hut that was a good source of tea since it had little to no knowledge of the outside world. The huts building was built of bamboo, and a wood foundation to help support the roof stability. It was about a 12 ft. x 24 ft. room (not counting the kitchen).

He sat in his seat in his large black cloak that had red clouds on it, and was sipping his very strong, and herbal tea from a glossy white tea cup that was slowly heating up as the tea began to extrude heat. As the tea ran down his throat it felt like a fire was being set off in his stomach, and slowly soothed it of its pain. He lie with his head up, and kept a dead gaze with his intense white eyes at the wall. He continued drinking his tea, and then setting it down on a glass dish that was made of the same material, and used for many different reasons.

The table he sat at was a square, and looked like any other restaurant since he was rather tall there was limited space for his legs under the table. He would turn on his byakugan, and scan the area every ten minutes to check for any possible threats, though he was not sensible with his cloak. The tea owners were not aware of him being rogue, and he planned to keep it this way. He continued to sip his tea, and stare at the wall until his next scan.

They had arrived at their destination. Ichirou himself had only been to this land once before on a "mission" that no one but himself knows about. He was the first off of the boat after his sister. He walked next to her and pretended the other members of their party did not exist. It's not like he didn't care about what they had to say or anything like that; he just did not believe in how strong they were. Ichirou would slowly slide his hands into his pockets then back out pulling out a lighter and what looked like a cigarette. He would try to light it but as he did the wind would blow putting out the flame every time. Ichirou sighed heavily and shook his head. He flicked the tobacco filled paper and continued walking.

They neared a building and noticed a woman standing out in front of the building. He eyed her and grinned almost like a demon. No one would notice however because it would soon fade. They walked into the building and Ichirou stood up by the door and crossed his arms. He did not move just stood there and analysed the room. The woman who was standing in front of the building said something that made Ichirou laugh at her out loud. "Considering her confidence?" His laugh was loud and obnoxious. he truly found it hilarious. He wiped a tear from his eye and stood there laughing to himself. This man was actually looking for a fight, but he would restrain himself for now.

   

 

Saika Oshiro smiled as she heard the words spewed from the mouth of the woman that she had sent Kamina to retrieve for her, though she would not answer the woman until everyone filed into the shop owned by the Oshiro people. She was quite happy to see that Soran had made it to the destination safely, he having been the first amongst the group to arrive. Which made her happy because it meant he was punctual, a quality she liked in her members though it was not required. Reliability was required though, for the plans she had taken years to formulate would go underway with the takeover of Sound. And since she had a desire to capture the surrounding minor countries, Yu, Shimo, Taki, and Oto’s neighboring country, she would need to be able to rely on her group. She would ignore the foolish words spoken by Konto has he entered the scene, for such a question did not deserve her attention.

She continued to eye those who came into the shop, noting that Kamina had not shown up quite yet, though she expected this. She knew that it was in the personality of the previous Anbu Captain to not be on time, and thus she did not worry herself about it. Saika chuckled slightly as her brother said something to the Kurage, his insanity in full display of the occupants within the room. She needed to rein him in, for he needed to be sane during the meeting, she did not care how much he fell into insanity during the invasion. “Ichirou, be nice. Kurage was merely curious,” she said, head tilting to the side, “neh?” Her eyes stared at Kurage for a brief moment, she not really looking for the woman to answer the rhetorical question.

“So happy that everyone, minus Kamina, could join today.” Said Saika as she pushed herself off the wall, standing at her full height, a smile on her face and an evil glint in her eyes. She looked over the occupants within the room once again, “I know some of you are wondering why you have been call to this place known as Sound,” she began, “the reason is actually quite simple. Due to recent events, the major villages have begun to fear that we, the Akatsuki, have come back and not with any good intentions either. Thus, since we shall be discovered as something other than a myth soon enough, I have decided to put us in the limelight and takeover a minor country. It tells the world that they are indeed correct about our existence, whilst giving us a base of operations in the process.”

She paused, allowing her words to sink into the minds of those present. “And that’s why you have all been gathered in Sound. For this shall be the first minor country to be taken by the Akatsuki, and shall be our debut. Kurage and Konto are here as possible candidates for an Akatsuki position, though such a thing shall be determined by their usefulness during the invasion. Any question?”

 

Soran having his Byakugan activated watched as Saiki neared into the bar, and knowing her he just relaxed his eyes, and as time went on, and he sipped his tea, and went through jug after jug he realized that the Akautski has grown in size since recently known. He did not recognize most, but he definitely recognized Saiki who was now giving a short speech. He was aware that they had become high priority for countries, but he also knew that the countries limited the power to their shinobi, and this was shown to him by his own father.

He stared at all of the very odd looking people in the world that to him showed no potential threat if one or more was to turn on the group. Nevertheless if they were to remain an Akatsuki they would work as very great pons for Saiki's plans. Soran followed the rules, and stayed noble and could tell that he may be the only one in this room with those qualities. As he sipped his tea some more he began to think of these who he might end up, friends with.

He could not think right now, and instead continued to slurp down his tea, and keep watch of the outer perimeter for any intrusions. He used his Byakugan often, and wanted to keep training it to become stronger, and stronger. A strong Byakugan was the one thing that his father had that he did not have. Soran however still has astonishing sensory abilities.

Ichirou's gaze would be on Saika, but abruptly leave before looking through the room and each and every person. In all honesty he could care less about any of them. He actually wanted to just melt them away right there. He saw that the boy in the corner was eye baliing him, as a result Ichirou would look at him dead in the eyes as if telling the boy that he'd kill him without a moments hesitation. Icirou was not one to protect anyone. Not even his sister because he knew she could handle herself. His gaze became trained on his sister once again before seemingly beginning to glow due to the plan that Saika was concocting. If it meant Ichirou could blow somethings up then he was all in.

 

After watching Saiki give her speech, and plans, Soran began to wonder how these new recruits would hold up in this fight. Though he was sure one or more of them has a much greater power in store than Soran himself did, but little amounts of them probably came near to his superior sensing skills. He noticed that Saiki was begging to make way, and immediately threw over the table at which he sat calmly, and lashed out behind Saiki since he was not one to fall behind, being the sensory type he is was not the best fighter, though he was a very strong fighter there are those who are better.

He was now trailing behind Saiki, and turned on his Byakugan, and began to scan the area. He could not see anyone, but he knew he was on the verge of fighting, and he would need to rest up his chakra so he could use it when he is fighting. Plus he thought Saiki must know were she is going, and there is no need for me to do this. He watches as Kurage one of the new members was about side by side with him, and he glanced over, and spoke in a low deep tone "So what brings you to the Akautski?"

With the mission being set. Ichirou quickly turned from the room filled with the other Akatsuki members and left from the building. He walked quickly with a almost evil expression on his face. It was finally time fore him to have some fun and the Demon that was resting inside of him could not wait to get set loose. He passed by many innocents including children, the elderly and family pets until he stood in the middle of the village. He had his hands in his pocket before he opened his hands and held them in front of himself. "Shall we begin?" with those words his eyes became more demonic. Ichriou bald up his fist and jumped into the air towards on of the elderly people. His hand slammed into their face with a great amount of force. The punch broke the mans jaw. Various screams could be heard from the women that were around. Ichirou smiled maliciously and he grabbed one of the children who tried to run away from him by their hair and picked them up in the air. "It won't hurt for long." he said as the child began to cry. Just as he was about to harm the child a young chunin appeared before him. "Let the girl go!" Ichirou began to laugh a terrifying laugh. He quickly lifted his free hand and snapped the girls neck, as he dropped her. The look on the face of the chunin made Ichirou laugh even louder.

Before the chunin could do anything Ichriou rushed him and grabbed his face. He clenched tight causing the chunin boy to yell out in pain. "Melt away young one." A light began to glow in the palm of Ichriou has a single beam of condensed electrons that not only melted away the chunin but all those that were behind him. From this single attack Ichirou has completely obliterated a section of the village. He laughed maniacally and stood there taking in all the screams of the frightened villagers. He stood there waiting for more shinobi to appear before him so he could have more fun. Ichirou placed his hand on his face and wiped away some blood that had found a resting spot on his cheek.

 

Saika had found herself amused by the antics of her members as she walked down the streets of the Sound village. Destruction was happening all around her, and the cries of the people rang in her ear, but she did not care nor did she seem to care. To be honest, the youthful woman did not seem to be bothered by the destruction happening around her. It was something she had factor in, not going far enough to fool herself into thinking that her members would be focused on a single target when there were people to terrorize. It was to expected since the only rule she had given was for the group to not kill each other. For if they attempted to do so, she would not be pleased. And if they attempted to lie about the action, she would be even less pleased. Good help was hard to find, and with bigger fish to fry within the major villages, she did not believe the death of her members should be at the hands of those who are meant to be comrades. No matter how much that person may loathe another within the organization, killing would not be condoned.

The corner of her mouth quirked up into a devious smirk as she continued down the road, ignoring the destruction going on around her. She would not prevent the fun of her members though she desired for them to focus on the target. Nor would she take part in their antics, being the kind of person to avoid needless and she did not see the reason behind terrorizing the citizens of Sound. They were helpless, weak against the manpower that Akatsuki possessed. They would soon own the country, thus why instill fear into the heart of their citizens? Fear only brewed hatred, and that hatred could cause people to do some very irrational things. Like, attempting to usurp themselves from the rule of Akatsuki, which would result in the death of many, many citizens. No. She would not rule by fear, for she would need them later on. And if they were called to serve the Akatsuki, she would rather them be willing. Therefor, this was not a very good first impression amongst the masses. But hopefully, later on, the people would change their views on the group. Yet that was something to be seen, and something that would require her members to not be so violent.

Anyways, her journey down the streets ended upon arriving at the remains of the Sound Daimyo’s office. She had seen the wooden hands that had demolished the building, sure to have killed anyone who had not high-tailed it out of the building. There was enough time for people to leave the premises, but sometimes people ignored screams of their citizens. From what she had heard of Tsubasa, the woman was certainly not an ideal Daimyo. A woman that could careless rather or not her people starved to death as long as she held onto her throne. A woman she doubt the people would mind being replaced. But despite the selfishness of the woman, she would be a woman difficult to tango with. Saika had knew it from the start that going up against an Uchiha would be harder than going against anyone who did not hail from a clan. Yet that was of no matter, so long as her cards were played right.

Spike them poke them
Taunt and provoke them
Laugh and tease them
Mess with their heads

Score them, gore them
Skin them and wear them
Burn them grill them
Rattle their bones

Bite them eat them
Torture and beat them
Maim them kill them
Cut of their heads

Slay them play them
Kick them and roll them
Dance on their graves
Cos now they're dead!!

Saika would sing, finishing off the song as she arrived by the side of Saito Senju, one of her most trusted members and someone she desired to reward with a country for his troubles. “How quick you are to draw out your target,” Saika would say, flicking her hair before briefly glancing at Saito. A grin spread on her face, “I like that.” Her attention turned from the man back to the rubble he had created, awaiting for the dust to settle so that she could see if the body of Tsubasa Uchiha was amongst the mangled bodies. It was wishful thinking, believing that the woman would be taken out by such an attack, but it would certainly make things easier.

She sighed deeply as she folded her arms, waiting for the woman to make the first move. Saika eyebrow quirked up in amusement as a red light bloomed. She did not know what it was, but it was something she knew that she did not want to be in the middle of. Without confirming what she believed the light to be, she quickly formed hand seals. “Air Lens!” Saika would shout, after performing the ram seal. At that moment, the air would be super heated, an the defensive barrier would form around herself and Saito. The fire would come crashing upon the barrier, attempting to break through, albeit it would be forced behind herself, the barrier superior to the fire that tried to get through.

"Tch. It would had been better if she had simply died when you struck," Saika would say, as the fire roared on. She folded her arms across her chest, cocking her head to the left as she waited for the woman to let up on her assault. For until the fire was gone, there was no way Saika would be moving, and no way she would be releasing the barrier.