Chapter 34: Distortion
Akatsuki stood outside their hideout.
"Where do you think he could've gone, Rokubi?"
Asked Sunamoto.
"Not very far, remember he's only thirteen."
They stood before a shadowy forest.
Rokubi looked at Sunamoto.
"Right..."
He whispered back.
Sunamoto made, at least, twenty hand-signs and held out his palm.
"Forbidden Jutsu: Distortion!"
A small black ball came from his palm. He focused it at the trees and shot it into the forest.
He held up the Ram hand seal. The trees were being ripped out of their roots, a black hole was sucking in everything.
The Black Hole started sucking in itself, getting gradually smaller by the second until it was completely gone.
Nothing was left except for many holes in the ground; there was no sign of Iwayajū anywhere.
"Hmmm...'guess we'll have to keep looking."
BACK TO KOKUKOZU
Kokukozu, Kumichi, and Shimokaton sat on a large boulder, eating some bread.
"Thish ish great, Mishukage! Where'd ya' get thish?"
Asked Shimokaton, his mouth full of bread.
"Don't talk with your mouth full, dimwit!"
Reminded Kumichi, smacking the back of his head.
He swallowed the bread and gave Kumichi a nasty look.
"From the Grass Village. Their wheat is the finest of all."
"Nice!"
It was humid, luckily the wind blew it's cold, nightfall breeze.
"Hey, Mizukage, do you know the Tale of the Mizukouken?"
Asked Kumichi.
Kokukozu blinked.
"The who now?"
"The Tale of the Great Museidenkou! Don't you know?"
Kokukozu shook his head,
"I'm afraid I don't..."
Shimokaton smiled.
"You'll love it!"
Next time: The Soul of the Mist