"So…do you talk Kitty-san?" Yamato immediately feels ridiculous behind his cat shaped mask. The blonde woman seems extremely too relaxed for the situation, her aura much more upbeat than in the Hokage's office. "…guess not, what a drag."
I'm working Anbu right now; I shouldn't speak to anyone especially gorgeous, slightly intimidating captive women…Oh my god I can't believe I'm even thinking about it. "Are you like, afraid of me or something? You shouldn't be. You guys are pretty good. I mean, I knew you were there, but the wood style was surprising to say the least."
Yamato crosses his arms and sits up in his chair, which is placed next to the cell. I knew she noticed us; this isn't an ordinary girl at all.
Bri continues "That was you wasn't it Kitty-san? I thought that kekkei genkai was just a legend. A rare ability like that is pretty…hot."
With this the man's face turns full on fuchsia, and he thanks god for his ridiculous kitty mask, he breaks "You're really gonna need to shut up if you ever want to get out of here"
Bri stands up and skips over to the cell door placing her head between the iron bars, a huge smile across her face "HA! So you do talk! Now tell me, am I gonna get to meet my big brother?"
It's no use; the man can't restrain himself against the endearing, Naruto-like smile. "You're going to meet some men in a few minutes, they're friends of Iruka, and it's really up to them what happens from here."
The woman suddenly looks like a deflated balloon, she even sinks down and sits on the cell floor. "God, how many men am I gonna have to woo to get through this day? Ya know, that was really my mother's job, guys don't like me as much."
Yamato laughs and stands up "I really don't believe this. There is no way someone like you is related to Iruka."
The blonde is now laying down on the floor of the cell, he notices for the first time that she isn't wearing any shoes, she begins "Please, don't tell me he's lame".
Another Anbu shinobi appears at the entrance of the cell block to let Yamato know the guys are ready. "Oh boy, new friends" Bri says in the most annoying and sarcastic tone possible. Yamato unlocks the cell and the three of them descend down to the meeting room.
When the door opens Bri and the two men are met with three extremely unenthusiastic faces.Well actually, one seems to be a bit interested…maybe? Seriously, what is with this village and masks? Bri takes a seat at the head of the table, the two Anbu behind her; the boys are seated two on the left side of the table, one on the right. Alright, so my new friends are toothpick, eyebrows, and…oh my god even one of his eyes is covered…overly mysterious douche bag.
Bri is almost nauseous; this moment is her mother's dream come true. Flak jackets and headbands surround her. All that was missing was about 5 bottles of sake and some candles.
"Iruka's sister huh?" The overly mysterious douche bag sits back and places one arm up on the bench. After a sigh he continues "If this is a joke, it's pretty fucked up. Iruka thinks highly of his father, this could really mess him up."
Bri turns and shoots the man a looks that makes the other two men at the table tense up.
"This isn't a joke! Do you think I would look like this is this was a JOKE?!" Bri pulls a piece of paper out from the inside of her shirt and slams it on the table. The guys have all seen Iruka scold the academy students. Okay, maybe they are related after all.
Bri continues "Here's my birth certificate. See, my father is listed right there." The mysterious guy picks up the paper placing his elbows on the table "Okay, Umino Bri…oh, that's right, we never introduced ourselves." The man's smile is only visible through his one exposed eye "I'm Kakashi; my silent friends over here are Genma and Gai."
Bri turns to look at the silent partners and Genma gives her a nod of acknowledgment, she now turns to Gai. Whoa, what the hell? Is this dude about to…cry? As soon as their eyes connect Gai bursts into tears. He stands up and comes running around the table. Holy shit he's going to kill me! Bri reaches back for her katana. SHIT, it's not… Suddenly, she is embraced in a strong wet hug.
Gai begins "I can't believe it! Iruka's sister! This is so exciting; the fire of youth is burning bright!"
Oh my god, I can't breathe.
The embrace is quickly broken as the man in the cat mask pulls the hysterical Gai off. "Seriously Gai?! You need to control yourself!" The kitty man says in his ever so stern tone.
Bri brushes herself off and looks at the other two men still at the table, their once unenthused faces now blushing with awkward smiles.
"Uh wow, sorry about that." Kakashi's one eye narrows as it looks toward his black haired friend; he continues. "Unfortunately, I don't think this is enough, because of the weapons you had we're gonna need more to be able to trust you."
Bri closes her eyes and takes a deep breath before she starts "I'll tell you everything I know about Kinzoku."
Bri's story had a crappy beginning, one she doesn't like to think about. Her life before Kinzoku had been repetitive and depressing. Bri would spend her days at school and her nights cleaning up empty sake bottles left by her mother the night before. Bri's mother, Chisai, had been a high functioning alcoholic. She worked at the local inn, a perfect job for a woman obsessed with handsome traveling shinobi. As a result of this, Bri became accustomed to meeting all types of drunken men. Some she liked, these were the ones that would bring her candy and laugh at her jokes, they were also the ones with which Bri learned the art of flirting. Although she was a very young child, she soon figured out that with a smile, a complement, and an upbeat attitude she could acquire almost anything she wanted. (This was a trick she used almost daily, most recently on the man in the kitty mask).
But one night when Bri was seven years old her mother brought home the worst type of drunk, the kind which when they were surprised by a young child, would react with an outburst of anger. This one was particularly loud and destructive. All Chisai could do in her drunken state was look on in horror as the man destroyed the small home. Bri's usual reaction to this display was to run and hide under her bed until they both fell asleep.
Everything was going as expected until Bri heard the front door swing open and her mother scream. The blonde child closed her eyes tightly and curled up even deeper into her hiding spot. A loud hit was heard followed by a louder crash and her mother's distinctive sobbing. Her mother was saying something through her tears and a rough deep voice was conversing with her. Bri couldn't make out what they were saying, but she did hear the footsteps of a man approaching her hiding spot. As the footsteps came to a halt in front of her bed the small child opened one eye. The face of a man about fifty years old appeared.
He looked tired and stern, but when their eyes met Bri could feel the warmth radiating from his. "It's alright sweet heart; the bad man went to sleep. Please come out, we can go to my house and have some tea, your mother needs to rest."
When Bri stood up after emerging from under the bed she got a better look at the old man. She recognized him; he was her next door neighbor, a man who was always out in his yard constructing weird things she knew nothing about. She would often watch him from the tree in her own yard and the he would never fail to say good morning and give her a big happy wave. Bri didn't know much about him but she felt comfortable in his presence.
Now, Bri wasn't one to recite a sob story, especially one of her own life, so she started with "Kinzoku was my next door neighbor growing up. My mother wasn't around much and we both enjoyed each other's company"
Seemingly intrigued, the Anbu behind the blonde moved to face her. Bri blushed; she hated being the center of attention, she continued "He was always making weapons and building weird contraptions, and I was there to help him test them all. Eventually, I became proficient in using every ninja tool in his collection. Most of them you guys have probably never even heard of."
Never has Bri seen a group of men so intimidated by her words, she couldn't help but smile.
"Don't worry, I only carry two…or at least I did" The small woman turns her head and raises her eyebrows at the man in the cat mask "Anyway, a person with so many valuable things is bound to be a target. Kinzoku-sensei was a soft and gentle man, but he wasn't an idiot." Bri stopped and looked down at her lap. This memory always gave her anxiety; it marked a dark turning point in her life, but it was important, and she needed these men to trust her.
"I was 17 when Kinzoku-sensei was killed by the robbers. I went over to his place in the early evening; all of his most valuable tools were gone. He told me he sold them, so I had this extremely bad feeling in my stomach. He knew they were coming." The men whose faces she could see looked completely tuned in, their eye contact and serious looks forced the blonde to look back down at her lap. "That's when he gave me the gun." The two Anbu kept focused on Bri as the three other men all turned to look at each other in confusion.