Escort Needed! [Mission/Keiji's Team]

To tell the truth the white-haired salamander had not been able to sleep for most of the night, when he fell asleep which was very early he was awaken by a dream and his pillow, blanket and bed were all drenched from the massive amount of sweat that he had produced. Ever since he was awoken by the dream he sat on his chair and read a book about a famous ninja that went by the name of Kawai, she was a prodigy of medical ninjutsu like his beloved sister and she proved her worth on the frontlines of the battlefield, ultimately leading her village to a great win in one of the Shinobi Wars. When it had reached around six in the morning his sister simply knocked on his door and requested him to wake up probably inferring that he was sleeping but the young shinobi simply ignored the request and continued to read about the intriguing biography of the ninja. It was not until his sister returned with a loud bang on the door and a terrifying request to wake up which forced him to jump out of fear from his chair and fall splat onto the ground. Usually Ryuza would get mad but he knew that she did that because she truly cared for him.

Ryuza did not feel like moving until he heard the word ‘mission’ echo in his mind which Haruna had talked about in her earlier request. Ryuza had totally forgot that he had a mission assigned for today’s date and he was also placed in a new squad with his sister, the man named Keiji he had gone on a mission with two weeks prior to the date and a vacant position. He jolted up from his current position on the floor and headed for the closet to get dressed. After undressing he quickly got into his casual shinobi attire.

Despite being a loud and flashy individual, Ryūza’s choice of attire was relatively simple. The most distinguishable part of his clothing is the hood he stitched on to his the back of his vest. The rest of his attire was symbolic of his warrior heritage. A black vest being the only cloth to cover his torso, the bulk of his chest is exposed revealing a toned physique. His pant legs were tucked nicely into his sandals, generating a billowing effect at his ankles while his arms were protected beneath steel forearm guards. A black sash usually spending a blade is always present while a thick wrap rests around his forehead as a headband. Sunagakure’s insignia was embroidered along such a headband in the form of a hitai-ate. Lastly, draped loosely, though affectionately around his neck, Ryūza donned a sallow white scarf.

If he were to walk around Sunagakure shirtless one could read his body like a well written fairytale which was packed with detail and was riddled with tales from his previous battles. Once he had finished dressing up he slammed his room’s door shut and jolted outside without eating anything at all. As always, Ryuza was late, whenever it came to a scheduled event of any sort his sense of direction and timing really didn’t come in handy. It must have been a trait passed down from one of his parents and he had noticed that his sister had a pretty bad sense of direction too. Her timing was pretty spot on though since she was always early compared to Ryuza.

Once he started getting closer to the assigned meeting point of the group he could almost feel the aura of his two new squadmates and he was almost sure this would be a good pair. From what he had been told by the Kazekage herself a royal lady from Kumogakure that went by the name of Tsubaki was requesting the help of shinobi from Sunagakure to aid her in her walk back home. They had to protect her with all their lives but Ryuza was not going to do that of course, he wasn’t going to die for a person that really didn’t mean anything to him but he did want to complete the mission.

It wasn’t long before his fellow squad-mates were in his line of vision and he decided he was going to make an awesome entrance by jumping off one of the village’s roofs and then rolling to the position but all did not go as planned. When he took off from the roof his foot got slightly stuck in a small hole and he lost his balance and went tumbling down into the stone beside Sunagakure’s gates and right beside his sister Haruna. Coughing, he quickly raised his hand and then shouted a few words.

“Present!”

He really didn’t pay attention to Haruna’s fight, his attention was with something else and really the only thing that distracted him from the thoughts running around in his head was the large winds gusts that were produced by his sister. His sister’s battle with her opponent surely did take a longer time than Ryuza but he always thought he was better than her at fighting in his small brain. She surely was more intelligent, less arrogant and more loving than he was. The thing he was actually thinking about though was the fact of why all these hired bandits or assassins were after the royal lady Tsubaki. Did she do something to earn her a bad reputation around the lands of Kumogakure? He almost knew that they were going to have to encounter many more of these bandits on their trip to the Land of Clouds.

The trip to Konohagakure no Sato was pretty bland and not very lively, all one could hear was the footsteps of the horses partially silenced by the desert sand that was moving very slowly in the slight breeze and the sound of Ryuza’s very loud footsteps. Not much socializing was done during their trip, all Ryuza did was really play with his fingers and listen intently to any suspicions noises. When you were traveling in the desert of Sunagakure you always had to be cautious due to the fact it was home to many horrid creatures and lost missing nins, however, Ryuza was sure that Keiji and Haruna would do the cautious part of the mission. Once they had gotten to Konoha, he wasn’t very surprised since he had been here for the festival around two weeks ago. It had the same warm and welcoming aura surrounding it but he felt a bit weird since he knew he could have been being watched at anytime.

He simply ignored Keiji’s words except for the part where the salamander and Haruna were instructed to take Tsubaki to a restaurant of some royalty and as he heard that his stomach grumbled like thunder. He hadn’t eaten breakfast but he was alright, however, if Tsubaki wanted to go to a royal restaurant then let it be, what was the worst that could happen? Perhaps an underground fight club? As Keiji left with ‘Mr Grumpy’ to go take some shots, Ryuza simply took Tsubaki by the hand and escorted her through the gates of Konoha and into the heart.

Konoha was in full bloom, it was the middle of summer and Ryuza had dragged his ass all the way across the burning hot desert to the calm and collected village of Konoha. From the various signs and banners waving slowly in the summer breeze to the decorations and tender feeling of love radiating from every citizen. It was nothing akin to what Sunagakure was and looked way cooler to Ryuza, Sunagakure consisted of boring sand buildings and everyone was real covered up, even the women, but here everything was quite the opposite. A duo of young partners in crime ran past Ryuza and one of them bumped into his side which made her giggle as she chased her friend. Usually Ryuza hated when people bumped into him which was pretty awkward but since it was a kid and he didn't want to start anything in another village he held his katon to himself. As he saw all the joy in people's faces and the love that was being radiated from each person, he decided he would enjoy himself today, he would not quarrel with anybody nor would he get on anybody's nerves, that promise would certainly be broken soon. As he walked through the streets he started to feel awfully thirsty and opened his backpack, he then grabbed a bottle of water from it and devoured it within seconds. He threw the tiny bottle of water onto the ground and continued to walk forwards. As he walked he was also taking in his surroundings and studying the various architecture and styles of Konoha. Most of the houses were very spaced out and their locations were planned very carefully, the houses were made of wood with glass windows and a splash of colours painted all over them which was very different from the buildings in Sunagakure which were all in a cluster and made of sand which was easily penetrable. Ryuza would love to move to Konohagakure but he was so used to the Sunagakure lifestyle he didn’t want to abandon it.

It was minutes before he saw a very nice looking restaurant, it was at least a four and a half star, it had various decorations with very fancy windows and two bodyguards in the front. Usually they would have to pay to enter but as they saw Tsubaki they instantly recognized her and they let the trio in. All the salamander could think about was food and he really didn’t care about Haruna nor did he care about Tsubaki. He could see all the people enjoying their food and he instantly started running up to the counter where you had to order but he bumped into another bodyguard who was guarding a staircase to a basement of some sort.

“You wanna’ start something, shrimp?”

Ryuza instantly turned around and then got up into the man’s turf.

“Acting all big now? Down there, there’s tonnes of people stronger than you, don’t think about going down there though because you’re not even stronger than me.”

Smoke started to emit from his nostrils and with a quick wind up of his right hand he drove it into the bodyguard’s mouth, instantly knocking him out, he didn’t care about food, his testosterone levels were skyrocketing and now he could only think about fighting. The other bodyguard on the other side simply backed away in fear and let Ryuza run down the staircase.

[OOC: It’s an entrance to a fightclub and Keiji, the building you’re at also has a passage, we can eat after.]