Traveling towards the Land of Waves, his feet enveloped with bandages to provide support on his ankles were invisibly surrounded by blue chakra to help him walk and jump from trees. His glinting forehead protector that symbolizes where he was affiliated was wrapped around silky short hair which was pushed back by the wind from the opposite direction that went his way while black pair of eyes scan his surroundings, staying vigilant for the upcoming enemy.
He clicked his tongue as an irritation buildup. Frowning his eyebrows, his mind went to his earlier conversation with the Hokage - the leader of the Village of Leaf - ordered him to depart to the Village of Mist to retrieve a confidential document containing the message of the Mizukage and about a beast.
His frown deepened more at his mission, not only was it classified as S-rank but he was the only one who was tasked to get inside another village with no teammates at all.
'This better be worth it' he thought before kicking a branch with power exerted on his legs, using it as a leverage to push him up and step on another branch. The tree shook from the greater force before its thick branch snapped and fell down with thud. Shadows cover his face, eyebrows still meet halfway as the frown still etched on his face, soon his eyes glow red before a spiral of three commas surrounds his pupils.
Bidding them a goodbye, Kagome waves a hand towards Tsunami in which she returns. Bowing on her side, Tazuna stood with his eyeglasses dangling on the bridge of his nose, seizing her up before nodding. Exiting the house, she turns towards the road that she will embark towards her apartment.
Deciding to stop by a store to buy some books and check for newspapers, her azure eyes soaked up the headlines and articles about rogue ninjas seen lately, soon disappointment dawned on her at the lack of reports. Flipping a page, she saw a headline about the Village of Leaf when suddenly an explosion rang through the building, rubbles of cements fell down before the ground whilst some screaming was heard outside.
Rushing outside, she saw people begin to run for their life, bumping on her as she was pushed back and fell hard on the asphalt, groaning as she felt pain on her backside. Peeking on one eye, she saw from the distance, an orange headed man wearing a black cloak wrapping a hand on a civilian's neck, the civilian choking on his saliva before his throat was crushed before her eyes. Dropping the dead body on the ground, the man slowly shift on his feet before turning towards her, as soon as his eyes met her - purple ocular eyes met azure eyes - her body felt trapped as if someone chained her, trembling at the bloodlust she felt being projected from him, the slow steps on her way urge her heart to pump more blood as fear crept her mind.
'Mo-move…' she mused, trembling hands form in a fist. Her eyes narrowed.
'MOVE!' screaming internally, pushing herself on the ground before she ran away. Looking back, her fringe was move to the side of her face whilst her ink tresses swayed behind her, behind the figure were a small light that glows, this light forms a transparent figure - just like the man before her - as if it was his double, locking her eyes towards it, she saw its forlorn expression before fading.