By the time Aana was done at Lord Hokage's office, it was near midnight, there were a lot of things to discus about both new homes and Shade. It seemed that Lord Hokage was slightly unpleased by the concept of Aana allowing Shade access to and use of forbidden jutsu.

"What were you thinking," he asked, "letting Shade use jutsu that have been labled either too cruel or too risky to use for over a hundred years?"

"Lord Hokage," Aana replied, "I understand your concern, but the truth is, Shade can handle the strain and responsibility. Also, do not forget our treaty. Our politics and laws are to be independent from yours in return for our allied state."

"Yes, I remember. But it is still risky for him to use these jutsu, look at what has happened to him, due to the shock of losing his village and the massive chakra usage, he's completely changed. I never knew him to seal his emotions."

"I know sir, and that is my fault for allowing him to use the teieportation jutsu before he could rest."

"He should have known when to stop."

"I don't think even he realized how badly he was effected. Remember, he only revealed the damage the next morning."

"Yes, yes. Just remember your priorities now, young Aana, your duty is to Shade now."

"I know, I'll do ail I can to bring the real Sha'den back." "Very good. Dismissed."

Aana recalled her conversation with Lord Hokage and closed her eyes as she and Shade walked to a "Spec. Ops" department store. Only ANBU, people of high regard, sennin, the Hokage or people of an advanced bloodline were allowed.

"Halt," the guard said, "State your name, rank, and bloodline."

"Kokaji Aana, of the clan Kokaji. Bloodline, Kagehenshin. Rank, Hokage of Kagegakure. These are my ANBU escorts and brother, Urase Sha'den Kokaji of the clan Drase, healer and Sennin."

"Very well, welcome back, Aana Hokage," the guard said, allowing them passage.

Aana went straight for the clothes area and Shade went for the weapons, 3 of the ANBU following Aana and one following Shade.

"Shade?" the famale ANBU asked.

Shade just blinked in response and looked at her.

"Are...-are you okay?" she asked. Normally, ANBU never showed emotions, but she couldn't help but be concerned for her ally. No, her friend.

"I'm fine, Kiri," he said.

"I'll take your word for it," Kiri sighed.

Kiri and Shade reached the weapons stand and looked at the extensive selection. Kiri's eyes sparkled under her mask as she jumped from one display to the next in awe and Shade just stood and browsed with his eyes. Normally, Shade would have been gawking at the weapons along with her, but the recent trauma had him completely different.

Shade walked over to the desk after a long while of looking and asked for a scroll off the wail.

"Number twenty-two," he said, pointing at the respective scroll. "Here you go," the clerk said, handing him the scroll.

Shade, having studied it from afar, pressed a button on one end of the case, unlocking it and allowing the bulk to fall to the ground. Normally, the portion of the scroll that the user wrote on was paper, but this was more of a fabric canvas. These scrolls were high-quality, built to last. He red the information on it and pressed the other end, which was the other half of the toggle, and allowed the small motor inside to wind the scroll back into its case. A heavy-duty scroll built for endurance and convenience, they just kept coming up with new ideas. He set it back on the counter. As the clerk grabbed it, Shade covered the man's hand with his own and shook his head. He then pointed to another, saying, "Sixty-three," taking his hand off the clerk's. Shade continued to look at two more after this and decided to buy them all.

After he gathered the scrolls, Shade also decided to buy some weapons as well. Be looked at some silver kunai and pointed. The clerk handed them to him and began to explain.

"These are top-of-the-line solid steel, polished dagger-kunai, built for melee weapons or rope-and-blade tools or weapons rather than throwing," he said.

"I'll take them as well," Shade said, setting them down and heading for a large, folded Fuuma Shuriken on the nearby wall to the right. He picked it off the wail and sent a chakra signal to it, fanning it out. He began to spin it with one hand at a speed that made it sound like a helicopter blade. He began to swiftly, yet skillfully swing it around in an advanced kata.

The clerk was going to stop him but Kiri just held him backwith one arm, saying that it was better to let him test it out than to attempt to stop him.

Shade finished the kata and stopped the oversized shuriken instantly by gripping it hard, causing it to snap closed.

"I'll take this too," he said, setting the large weapon on the table also.

THe clerk, relieved that Shade finally stopped "playing with the merchandise," sighed and followed him to a vest that hung on the wall, with it were two snou icier- strap scroll pockets and two leg-strap kunai pouches, inside were two more places to hold scrolls as well as pockets in whicn to put either normal kunai or shuriken. It was made of a navy-blue material that appeared to be soft but was very sturdy. Its strength was very similar to that of an American fiakjacket, as it was made to shield the wearer from shrapnel and low-power weapons such as arcnery and throwing items, not western guns. It also came with finger-less, metal-backed gloves made of the same material.

Shade decided that he wanted this as well, but instead of placing it with the rest of his items, he gave it to a man to have a metal emblem plate attached to the collar and have it and the gloves engraved with the emblem for his home village, Kagegakure. He then walked over to a glass cabinet that contained all sorts of bells from weak, copper bells to elegant brass bells.

"Let me see," he said.

The clerk, watching him to make sure he didn't try anything, opened the cabinet door and continued watching.

Shade rang each bell by tapping it on the side until he found the one with the clearest, most beautiful sound.

"How many to a box?" he asked.

"Six," the clerk replied.

"I'll take ten."

"Ten? Wow. What are you going to use them for?"

"Ninjutsu."

"I'd like to see that one of these days, a man using bells to do ninjutsu."

"You may if you wait until I'm training. I never use anything but the clearest, sweetest sounding bells for my ninjutsu, otherwise, I'd fail the jutsu."

"I see," the clerk said, signalling another to go to the back to get the specified amount of the specified bell design, "I always wondered why they were back here with the weapons.'' Shade paid the man and went back to find Aana, who wasn't very hard to find, seeing as how she was surrounded by ever watchful ANBU warriors.

"Shade," she said, "I found some clothes for you since you don't have anything but what, you have on."

She handed him a black shirt that would likely be skin-tight on him and a pair of pants of the same color which appeared as if they would be somewhat baggy. Ana tney both were, the shirr huggea his body revealing nearly every muscle he had to show and the pants were baggy only to the point where he could easily move in them.

After searching for, and finding, various other things, they paid for everything and left.