The boy let the wind sway his ambition as the world changed around him. His subtle hits of obscurity made his ambitious attitude all the more likeable. His eyes made the ocean seem like mere puddles in the vastness of the world. His golden hair like autumn grass that has yet to turn it's fullest colors. His mindset was always for justice, and never had a vengeful thought crossed his mind more that twice. He now sat at the edge of an immeasurable void between what he knew to be right, and what he felt in his heart, was truth.

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Tempest let the air play off her sunlit locks as it ran its fingers over her skin. She was lightly tanned and had deep pink eyes that swam with tears during every happy ending. Barely 15, she was already a Jonin, and considered the brightest of her generation. Overall she was irreplaceable and honored as being the sole representative from the Village Hidden in the Sun.

Her life consisted of work and training, even though she was considered very beautiful, and well endowed, she was often overlooked personally. Her warm smile only came under the brief instances of freedom she had to herself, more commonly she wore her mask of solemn servitude to her country. Being of the Ninja Elite she had met many who wished to end her life, but had found none that were skilled enough to do so.

She had several who could be considered her followers, children who had adopted her likeness as a symbol for strength. She paid little attention to their deeds, good and bad alike, she seldom roamed outside the walls and doors that she considered a lasting prison.

Recently she had been told she would be traveling. Her journey would cross the lands and eventually reach the boundaries of Kohana. Her objective was simple, she was to attend the ceremony held as the next Hokage was christened. The rumors of the 3rd Hokage's death were that Orochimaru had risen once again. And so the young Jonin awaited her traveling companions as she considered her dreams.

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Strapping on her black vest and gloves, Tempest adjusted the headband that lay tightly fastened around her neck. She wore deep orange inset with gold trim as her pants and undershirt; she was the color of a setting sun. Her hair hung loose near her waist and clung to the set of kunai she wore as a belt.

The two who traveled with her were considered her equal only in rank. Majion was 34, a tall, dark haired man with bulging muscles and fierce eyes. He was skilled in guarding precious items and was often matched with Tempest as a bodyguard. The other man was much more sleek, his body was toned only to the point of physical health. His eyes reflected a deep green and his soft features caught many off guard when he was fully prepared to kill. Raiu was in his early twenties and was the youngest Jonin second only to Tempest herself.

The two approached her as she left her room. Raiu gave her a quick smile and nodded towards the open gate. Tempest nodded and gave both men a simple 'hello'.

"Shall we leave then?" Raiu took his most official tone as he swept his arm towards the exit.

"We should have left hours ago, at this pace we might as well not leave at all." Majion grimaced and heaved the larger portion of their traveling gear onto his back. He looked back at Tempest, "Come on, you act as if we have time to throw away. Get a move on!"

Tempest nodded, "Of course sir," he hated when she called him anything but sir, it made him feel more important than the girl half his age with twice his skill.

"Oh come on Maji-ji, don't be all worried. Worse come to worse we'll at least get to see the town." Raiu sidestepped a swipe from his friends fist.

"You quiet down, I get enough crap about being here without any help from you."

"Tsk tsk, you're so crabby today… and yesterday… and the day before that… an-"

"Can… we leave yet?" Tempest asked, her voice barely audible above the men's squabble.

"Of course, right Maji-ji?"

Majion simply rolled his eye, "Whatever, let's just get a move on it."

The three of them left the village and headed towards the woods that bordered the country. Met with no attacks they traveled well into sundown, only stopping when light was no longer available above the horizon. Majion sat himself on the ground and started to light a fire, Raiu collected the firewood from the trees just off the road, and Tempest started to unload the dried foods they had packed for the journey ahead.

It was quiet as they sat and ate next to the flickering light of the fire, Raiu started up a conversation in hopes of breaking the tension, "So… how have you been lately Tempi? It's been a few months since we've got to travel together."

Tempest shrugged, "I write a lot… I don't get to do much else. Yesterday I actually got to see the sun rise… even if the window doesn't give me the best view."

"What do you write about?"

"Mostly about people dying… I write about my dreams too… but it's really all the same."

"Oh…" Raiu looked to Majion, desperate for something positive to talk about. "Maji… what about that girl you were dating? She didn't die or anything… right?"

Majion growled, "No… I caught her with my sister, in bed, after she stood me up for our last date."

Raiu slapped himself on the forehead; this was getting nowhere fast, "Wanna hear what's been going on in my life?"

"No…" Majion answered quickly, avoiding any chance the younger man could have to show off his amazing love life.

"Aww… but I had a good story too!" He looked pleadingly at the older man, "Pweeeeze?"

"Fine… just don't gloat."

"When have I ever gloated?"

"Yesterday."

"Oh…. Yeah that- ha… I guess I forgot." Majion didn't seem amused so Raiu continued, "Anyways, I was going out for a quick dip in the hot springs, when all of a sudden this girl jumps out of the water and starts grabbing at me! I mean she wanted something, and it was not my hand."

"I said no gloating!"

"I'm not gloating! I'm just saying I've had a lot of encounters where hot, young, horny, naked, women jump at me and let me have my way with them. If that gloating I don't know what the world's come to."

"Alright, well for further reference, you overly hormonal sex machine, anything that involves you enjoying getting laid is gloating."

"But then what should I talk about?"

"You shouldn't!"

"I have a story…" Tempest reemerged into the conversation, shutting the others up in the process. "I had this dream where I met this boy with pretty blue eyes and he was always smiling. Then he would complement me and tell me how pretty he thought I was. It was such a strange dream… it made me feel… so… so…"

"Horny?" Raiu suggested, getting a firm punch from his college.

"Not everyone's as perverted as you!" Majion barked out.

"No…" Tempest continued, "I just felt really… nice. Kinda warm and… happy. The thing is, I can't remember what his name was."

"Probably something exotic like Raul… or Bill." Raiu looked at Majion's skeptical looks, "What?"

Majion raised an eyebrow, "Bill's exotic?"

"Sure, why not?"

"Because it sounds like you're pulling this out of your ass."

"Wouldn't be the first time."

Majion hesitated, ready to shoot out another wiseass comment, but instead gave up and lay down to sleep. "We can argue in the morning."

Tempest nodded, "Of course." She tucked herself in and closed her eyes.

"I'll put dreamland off for awhile, I'll keep watch for now." Raiu stretched out as he leaned against a tree, "I'll wake you up when I get tired."

Alright, I know it's nothing much yet, but I'm actually inspired to continue with this one. Wish me luck