A Simple Day in the Park ((open))

Kayn turned to the newly frosty ninja. He nodded to her and took out a small scroll. "Open that when you think the time is right, when you need help." He tossed her the scroll and nodded to her. He had a feeling it had something to do with why he was here. So he decided to try and cheeer her up witht the scroll. "I will be there when you need it" he said and turned to the sanin. "So, what is your answere" he said. He was back to buisness and ready to go.

With complete disregaed for the anbu, he looked at kiri and smiled."on second thought, i think ill talk to you later. " He turned and glared at the anbus back, haveing the sense to get out of that area. He did not want to affiliate himself with this man and was afraid. so he turned and began to walk quickly out of the park, taking big strides. He was headed for the gates. but first he needed to talk with someone.

Okashii shook his head for a second with a disinterested look on his face. He had no intention of helping someone that he didn't know, and unless it involvled Konoha it didn't really matter to him. He tooked over at the many with eyes of fire, he was displeased. "I don't know who you are exactly, but unless your little plan has something to do with someone I know, or Konohagakure, then get lost." he said, just standing there waiting for a reaction. A small smirk went over his face, he didn't know exactly who this fool was that attempted such a thing but if the man made any specific moves Okashii planned to kill him quickly. He didn't want someone like him to just be roaming around Konoha.

"I'll give you one chance, Leave this village now, you weren't invited, and for all I know you could really be here to cause trouble." he stated, his hand was on the handle of his Katana, he was ready to unshealth it and cut the man's head off right there.

Kiriyomi looked over at Korak, then at the Sannin, then her eyes traveled to the scroll. She let it fall limply to the ground, it didn't concern her. Click. She quickly unsnapped the manual wheelchair from her back, and let loose of her krutches. Focusing her attention, the wheelchair was quickly unfolded and set up. Although, calming down, her dark aura never faded as she calmly made her way, and sat in the chair.

The woman seemingly ignored Korak's presence, her clouded orbs locked on the Sannin. " Now, now..Before doing anything rash, Sannin-sempai, give Korak-san a chance to explain himself." she suggested cooly. Kiri hadn't used Okashii's name because, she didn't want to seem rude, using familiar terms. Her eyes then traveled to the kanata, the man's intentions were clear. Hands formed tight fists in her lap as she remembered her vow to her mother at her funeral. She had vowed to keep death from occuring around her, though she had let her mother die, no one else was to lose their life around Kiri.

Keisai walked through the village a little slowly, taking in all that was around him. He hadnt been here in awhile, and a few things had indeed changed. But most of the things he was concerned about were pretty much the same. He never really had any friends, so that wasnt an issue. He was still looking for Okashii however. He sighed, thinking about the man. It was awhile since he had seen him, and he was indeed restless to do so. He was just worried that it would take such a long time to find him. With his luck, he was probably on a mission or something.

As if thinking about Okashii had suddenly summoned him, he started to hear some threatening words. He looked over absentmindedly to see what was going on, and a wide grin spread across his face. There he was. He noticed some tension in the air from over there, a great thing about being a peep, he could feel things from a very long distance away. He started walking over there, and noticed how Okashii had his hand on his katana. His grin dropped for a moment, and was replaced with a smile. When he got close enough, he put a hand on his left shoulder. "Hey Okashii, long time no see." He said happily. He looked around him at everyone near. "I dunno whats going on, but maybe you should calm down a bit, eh?" He asked nicely. His gaze rested on a female in a wheelchair, who was emitting a strange aura. This strange aura was very alluring to him, but why he did not know. "Ah, I see we have a beautiful young lady in our presence" He bowed to her in a way that wasnt exactly formal, but more comforting, the kind of bow that would probably make someone blush. "It is a pleasure to meet you"

Kayn nodded and sighed, he had expected more from a sanin. The war had changed people for the worse. He walked over and picked up the scroll he threw. He turned and began to walk away. He sighed as his shoulders drooped. But it wasn't over, he would complete his mission. But for now he needed a break. Maybe he would go rest through a forest. He glanced back just once and shook his head. Thing's would need to change throughout the land, and he intended to be apart of it. He shook his head one last time and jumped off through the park.

Kiri snapped out of her -trip down memory lane moment,- to find yet another person had made an appearance. She looked him over and noticed, he too was on familiar terms with the aroused Sannin infront of her. She made a noise, at his comment and politeness. It had the likeness of both a sigh and a laugh, it couldn't be determined which.

Turning her back to the shinobi, she bent down to pick up the book she had been reading, but, dropped it. Her eyes went wide as she felt her muscles tightening in her legs, her breathing became heavy as she left the book alone, pushing herself upright again. Leaning foward, she didn't care that she couldn't see because of her pestering bangs, she just wanted the pain to subside. Feeling the Earth ninja's presence getting father away, she smiled as her eyes lightened and the dark aura faded. " E..Everything alright now, he's gone S-Sempai." she spoke, though, she didn't turn to them, she couldn't, it hurt too much to move.

Okashii sighed as he saw the man leave, he wasn't interested in something like that. Everyone knew, especially sense the war had just ended that you aren't allowed to enter another village without the permission of the Hokage, sense there was none that meant that he would need the permisssion of the village council and Okashii knew there was no way that those old bags let that man in the village, meaning he was an intruder. If the man wanted Okashii's attention it would have to be on professional standards, which wasn't what he was showing. The disrespect he showed made Okashii's teeth grind. His hand came off of his katana, he was at ease now.

Looking back at Keisai he made a grin and said "Hey." not too long after he then started a burst of laughter, he didn't explain why he was laughing because he didn't want to embaress his friend. He had never imagined Keisai to be the flirty kind of guy with women. He stopped himself and just sat down, tilting his head back and beginning to relax. He hated things like that, when he had to become hostile with people that only wanted his help however Okashii had felt insulted, and that wasn't a feeling that he liked. "Ahhhh, that's much better, I hate when my day off gets interupted." he stated as he looked straight up admiring the sunlight.

Keisai frowned as he lifted his body up so that he was standing straight up. "What?" He said, looking at Okashii with what looked like a hostile face, but was really a face that only the two of them knew its real intentions. He to was on the verge of laughing, but he still didnt, keeping the face. "Cant I be polite to a woman?" He asked with some false acid in his voice. Then, he was suddenly unable to hold it in any longer, and started laughing as well. His laughter ended in chuckled a few seconds later as he started to calm down. "I guess I came back at a good time then, it being your day off and everything" He said, getting down to friendly business. He smiled. "Thats a good thing, your probably deserve a day off." He started stretching his right arm a little. "I could probably use one too, after that mission. I swear Okashii, it really took a lot out of me. The only reason I'm not feeling to soar to move right now, is because I've been moving so much to get back here. I'm sure by tomorrow I wont even be able to get out of bed."

Then suddenly, something happened. His attention was taken elsewhere as some kind of feeling went of inside him. He turned around the face the woman he had addressed earlier. He felt extreme tension radiating off of her, not the kind that is created through fear of any kind, but the sort of tension thats created through pain. That worried him, and when she spoke, it worried him even more. He could tell from the very tone of her voice that she was in pain. All of a sudden, He raced over to her. He stopped right in front of her, and pushed the bangs that were blocking her vision out of her eyes. After just touching her skin, he could tell she couldnt move because of the pain. "Whats wrong?" He asked seriously, looking directly into her eyes. "And dont lie to me and say nothing is wrong, I know you cant move, and that your in pain, but you have to tell me why" His voice was commanding, but soft at the same time, soft and caring.

Her breath hitched in her throat as he touched her, he was so..warm. She was confused at his kindness, it scared her to say the least. Her nervous kind demeanor was returning. Closing her eyes, she couldn't help but frown at herself. Kiriyomi was truly pathetic. The woman had always been like this, always afraid of interacting with men, or people, for that matter.

Her eyes melted to a softer shade of blue, though, brimming with tears, were lit with sparkling admiration and kindness. She didn't understand it, but, she felt more at ease with the man infront of her. The woman soon found herself trying to avoid the gaze as he looked into her eyes, but, she couldn't break free, she found herself lost in his piercing sharp eyes.

Kiri's breathing became uneven. Each breath getting shorter and raspy as she tried to stop her legs from having a spasm, failing. Tears of pain traveled down her cheeks as her legs shook violently from the spasms. The tears ran faster as she continued to look in his eyes, she didnt want his help, she was becoming a burden again. These leg cramps hurt like hell. She knew the pain would subside, but it would get worse before it would get better, naturally.

As Keisai looked into the womans eyes, a strange yet faintly familiar feeling passed through him. As he looked, he felt the feeling getting stronger, but also felt that she was in extreme pain. When the knowledge of what that feeling really was, he suddenly became very scared. Last time this had happened, someone died, and he didnt want it to happen again. He moved his eyes to look over her shoulder, unable to bear the site of her crying. He took these moments to calm himself, and he could feel his main parasite squirming joyfully inside him, enjoying the fact that he was uncomfortable about this. He finally found the strength to look back in her eyes, and they were full of confidence and strength. "Alright then" He said, and heaved her off the ground so that he was holding her off the ground, her legs resting on his right arm, and her lower back on his left. The rest of her up was leaning on his left shoulder. He was very thankful for his peep body at that moment, otherwise he wouldnt be able to pick her up at all.

He was looking at her eyes again, and a mixture of a grin and a smile appeared on his face as he did so. Everything around him seemed to just melt away as he looked at her. He thought he could Okashii laughing, but it could have just been his imagination. "If you think you can tell me, where should I put you down?" He asked, his voice still soft and warm

Kiriyomi's eyes widened twice their size as he picked her up, she shook her head. She didn't need to rely on anyone, she couldn't be weak anymore. Taking a deep breath, it was wavered by her emotions. Her father always told her emotions were weak, but she saw them as support to lean on. But, they could be a distraction for her.

Her mouth opened, and then closed as she found herself not wanting to let him go. Color faded from her face as it returned with a deep shade of red. The woman mentally cursed herself, but cringed on the outside. It could have been much worse.

Nodding her head lightly, she mustered up the ability to speak once again. " G-Gomenasai.." she whispered. " I'm always troubling someone." The woman turned her gaze to her chair, which she had fallen out of. " There..i-in the chair, i-if you would.." she whispered softly to him.

Busy muttering apologies, she had failed to notice that her ribbon had been untied from her hair. Her soft light brunette hair was still, brushing against his arm from the occasional breeze that flowed through the park and into the trees.

Kiesai smiled softly at her words. He shook his head lightly as well. "Nonsense" He said a little playfully. "Your no trouble at all." as he said those words, what was once melting away, immediately disappeared completely. He found that he couldnt move them, dumbstruck at her blushing face and shining eyes. He started to feel his own cheeks getting warm, when something horrific happened. All of a sudden, the black curtain that had covered everything around him, besides her, and made it look like she was the only thing in existence, shattered around him in small pieces like exploding glass as he suddenly hunched over, his eyes wide. He felt them moving. The parasites were moving towards the exits in his body. They were going to do it again, they were going to kill her.

He was hunched over, his eyes wide as they crawled. He did everything in his power to stop them from moving while he was in that position. Finally, after much effort which left him almost exhausted, he convinced the Plagas to spare her, but only this once. "I-I'm sorry" he whispered to her, his voice lined with fear. He started moving towards the chair she had pointed to, and slowly let her down in the seat, his head bowed the whole time. When she was put down, he faced away from her, his face twisted up in a grimace. "Are you okay now?" He asked, still not facing her, trying to keep the anger and fear out of his voice.

Kiriyomi looked over him, worry inscribed in her eyes, and aura. She unlocked the brakes from her wheels, rolling closer to him. Hesitantly, she reached a slender arm out, touching the middle of his rib cage softly, with the tips of her fingers. Her attention was drawn to it for some reason, it was causing him discomfort. She retracted her hand back a bit as it moved, this reminded her of something, but what?

The woman eyes hardened. " Aburame...A..bura..." That explained it, his pain and jitters. She knew this would hurt, but it was worth it to help him. Removing herself from her chair again, she landed with a hiss of pain on her knees, face-to-face with his abdomen. " Forgive me for bothering your container, parasite-kun." she spoke politely but, firmly. " But, despite my physical challenges..Im tougher than I seem." she said, looking up to the man's pained face. Without any assistance, she pushed up off her knees, and standing firmly on her own to feet. " I-I would be willing to help you and Abura-kun in anyway I can." she spoke, as she fell to one knee, but, pushed back up. Her tone was of absolute seriousness, she may look small and shy, but she's identical to that of an Anbu Leader at times, and willing to go to any lengths to help the man. " J-Just..don't cause Abura-kun pain because of me."

In that moment, something that has never happened before took place. Because of Keisai's pain, and weakened state, the Plagas was able to completely take control of him. It was able to at least, but what it actually did was attach itself to his vocal cords, vibrating it to make him speak its words. "And how could you possibly be able to do this" it asked with Keisai's voice, hissing at every 'S'. "You are merely a distraction, and I do not need my little puppet to have any distractions so that it might falter him from m-our goals. How could you possibly be of any use?" The Plagas forced Keisai to grin wickedly and sickeningly. "Perhaps you could become a container, another host to house my minions. You would be able to use your legs again if you did." it took a pause to think things over. "Yessss, that would be perfect. Unless you can come up with some other kind of way that would be equally helpful to me, that is your only other option. If you decline both, this will have to be the last time you ever step in the path of my intentions. If you do again, you WILL die." Then the parasite was silent.