Darksider82
Winged Seer Wolf and anyone else

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XI

Arashi no Sunagakure= Storm of the Village Hidden in the Sand

Raiden turned around slowly to find himself looking at a pale, brown haired teen with blue eyes with the insignia of some aristocratic Royal House of Wind Nobility.

"Your grace?" He replied dryly tilting his head as a curt nod making sure he kept his family sigils hidden from view.

"Shouldn't you bow to your betters peasant?" Said the teen with arrogance that finally began grating on Harry's nerves.

"I have nothing to say to you or any reason to bow to you...I'm here on request of my kage." Raiden growled fighting back the urge to pull a kunai.

"What's your name peasant and maybe I won't have you lose your job." The boy ordered but Raiden had turned away.

"I demand your respect as your social better in everyway." By now a few more nobles were looking directly at them and Gaara was making a beeline for them Kankuro in tow, thankfully Temari and the other ladies who were being paraded hadn't made an appearance yet.

"You demand my attention boy. Which you now have and congratulations." Raiden growled revealing four family sigils and on his waist his katana clearly on display.

"I would like to warn you that his grace the Daimyo dislikes dueling inside." Another noble said calmly, Raiden nodded.

"I don't duel. I only fight." Raiden commented before bowing slightly and left.

"You have no honour! Your father was a drunk and your mother was whore!" Raiden stopped "Don't rise to the bait. Don't rise to the bait." He told himself as the words washed over him.

"He insulted your parents though. Spill his blood. Teach him a lesson in blood, tears and broken bones." His darker part of mind whispered to him.

Raiden vanished and reappeared in front of the boy, his arm lashed out quicker than anyone could track and his hand latched around the boys throat and he began to squeeze. "You say I have no honour that's fine. Insults to me are fine BUT NO-ONE and I say NO-ONE disgraces my parents or you pay the price. The currency of life that is."

The boy began to turn to blue, soon he would lose conciousness and if no treatment reached him, he would either die or become a vegetable. By the looks of him, he was the first born. "Oh well." Harry thought as he increased his grip on the boys throat.

"Raiden, release him." Gaara called out breaking Raiden from his reverie and slowly and unwillingly Raiden's hand retracted from the boys throat and he was dropped to the floor where he lay gasping for breathe.

Raiden turned and sharply walked away, the boy stood up as his father made his way over to him "What do you think you're doing? That man has managed to turn OUR Shinobi Village around with his money. Aside from that I know nothing about him, if he lives with shinobi he probably knows a few tricks. Just be greatful he chooses not to duel."

Unbeknownst to the family, Raiden overheard them whilst sipping sake and chatting with some of the more senior nobles who were their to advise relatives on the 'perfect' marriage "Pot-ta-san, what do you require in a good wife? Obedient? Stay at home? Beautiful?"

Raiden sighed and fought back another impulse to slaughter several nobles "Where I come from we do not have these functions to choose our brides or consorts. We would go out as a group of young men, chat with women and ask to court them and everything leads on. Some families are stricter than others, mine kami grace us with such leniency but curse us with short life spans are some of the more relaxed families. Our rule was full noble, noble lineage and then whoever we wished. A good wife for me is someone with fire; she has something about her. I'm prone to make rash actions, she needs to be able to stop me and help me rethink."

The other nobles nodded "You where your heart on your sleeve which is a strength and weakness. Because of that you act on your emotions which I predict will give you what you want in the future. So do you have an eye on anyone?"

Raiden nodded and said nothing the nobles could tell their was someone special in the haunting dark green eyes of the young shinobi noble with them.

Things took a turn for the worse when suddenly a kunai was sent launching towards the Wind Daimyo himself. Raiden replaced himself immediately with the lord and the kunai buried itself in the pulmonary vein in the left side of his body as the Samurai surged into the crowd.

Raiden snarled as he pushed himself up from the floor the kunai wasn't a hindrance but it was certaintly a nuisance. Gaara had found and trapped the attempted assassin who quickly turned out to be a missing-nin from Suna.

"Deal with him!" Screamed the father of the boy, Raiden had almost killed "Someone please send the body of the boy who saved our lord to his parents..."

Raiden groaned and staggered forwards blood pumping out around the kunai "No need sir."

The next few moments happened very quickly for all the curious ladies sans Temari who managed to watch with grim interest. Raiden extracted the information from the Suna nins head in the form of the memory rooting technique he had performed on her earlier on. She watched in fascination as he calmly declared the heir of the Takinawa family the employer of the missing-nin front of them when the heir struck.

Takinawa Shin unsheathed his blade and charged forwards and for once Raiden was too slow to react and the blade penetrated his chest punching through the kevlar breast plate sending him backwards blood gushing out of his arm and chest "I...should...have..." Raiden began as he collapsed to the floor his breath leaving his body rapidly.

Everyone started screaming for 'Security', 'Bodyguards', 'Physicians' and 'Protect the aristocracy.' Temari had rushed to her apprentice and secret crush's side and reached for his pulse; it was faint and weak but he was fighting for his life. "Don't let go Raiden-kun, I have so much to tell you. So much I should have told you earlier. Please don't die, whatever you don't die." She whispered forcing herself not to shed any tears as it was unprofessional as a shinobi and a lady.

The former sand-nin and Shin were hauled and forced to their knees in front of the Daimyo's feet "I find the pair of you guilty and I sentence you to death."

Gaara stepped forward "Daimyo-sama as Kazekage; I wish for the honour to do this deed. A Nuke-Suna nin is still a ninja of Suna and will be dealt with the Suna way."

The Daimyo nodded "What of your man? Did he leave a will? If not then as Daimyo..."

"As Daimyo you can claim upto 25% percent of everything he owns. He has made a will and because his fortune and lands are invested in Suna, the village claims them. He left a will stating that his armoury of kunai, shuriken, katana's and Muramasa blades to myself and my siblings and his estate to be used to advance Suna...My apologies for the loss of your man."

The lords and ladies had managed to calm down slightly and the executions were swiftly done. Takinawa Dan sighed as they prepared a hasty funeral "I wanted to know what he wanted to say before he died."

Temari smirked "Takinawa-sama I know Raiden and it would have been..."

"...Something completely inappropriate at the worst and distasteful at best." A voice called and everyone's jaw dropped including Gaara's, sitting upright; sword and kunai still in his body was Arashi Raiden.

"My last words Takinawa-Sama should have been I Should Have Worn The Red Outfit."

"Why red?"

"So my enemies can't see me bleed...Relax everyone yes I have some weapons in my body and don't worry, I've had worse." With that he wrenched the kunai out of his pulmonary vein and out of his stomach and then everyone watched with looks of disgust as Raiden's chakra surged and the holes rapidly vanished.

"Where were we Daimyo-sama?"