Guard the Gates [Mission | Nami]

A loud yawn could be heard from a misty hill that occupied one of the training fields of Kirigakure no Sato. Beneath a moisture covered tree was a taller, charming black haired youth, dressed in a rather exquisite kimono. The male was over six feet tall, about six foot five. He wore a flowing long white kimono that ran down to his ankles revealing his white tabi and waraji. Beneath the kimono, he wore white hakama pants. Running down from the sleeves of his kimono hanging off the wrists are two long silk strands of fabric that reach down to his knees. Etched onto the white strips of silk are twin cyan blue serpentine dragons. Wrapped around each sleeve of his kimono are chains of golden silk embroidered into the fabric. Hanging from his shoulders is a long white Haori, his arms were placed outside of the sleeves. Slid into a white obi sash around his waist was a pair of swords, a katana placed over the top of a wakizashi. Finally, the kirigakure headband he wore, was tied lazily around his sash with the symbol on display.

The tall man slowly stood up, standing in a slouched position. His eyes were half closed, looking like he could fall asleep at any moment, the clothing he wore was wrinkled like he had just gotten out of bed. The sword user bent his neck and walked down from the hill, heading in the direction of town. Tired eyes stared straight ahead not even acknowledging those around him like he was too lazy to be bothered with the world. This man of nineteen years was Yami Kaguya, the black sheep of the Kaguya clan, also known as the Lazy Genin. Yami had a notorious reputation for being lazy, especially in everyday life and his career. The Kaguya had graduated from the academy over six years ago and was still at the lowest rank, due to the fact he didn't apply himself and did missions once in a blue moon.

This was one of those once in a blue moon occasions. The Kaguya thought it was a good idea to earn a little money, mainly to assist in the upkeep of the apartment he rented so he could continue with his lazy ways. Yawning the sword user looked up spotting the kirigakure mission tower in the distance. "A mission.......damn" the swordsman spoke in a slow bored tone, even his voice sounded lazy, it was as if the Kaguya was the embodiment of sloth. Coming to a halt, the Kaguya stared blankly at the door contemplating whether to go in or not. Just standing there like the world didn't exist, too lazy to move out of the way.

Yami yawned loudly, regretting ever taking the mission to guard the village gates, but he needed money. So for once he was hanging up his lazy nature to get the job down. At least guarding the gates wasn't hard, it was relatively easy compared to other jobs. Yami remembered one where he had to clean up a beach, that was just to much physical exercise for one day. Maybe he could laze about and let the other guard do all the work while he slept. Then again they may report him and he wouldn't earn any money, what a complete pain in the ass. Giving another yawn, Yami tucked a scroll into his kimono and met up with the guards at the gates to relieve one of them while he waited for the other.

Yami didn't need to wait long as the other showed up, a girl with bright blue hair and brown eyes. The girl was only five foot one in height and looked like she was between the ages of sixteen to eighteen, a couple years younger than Yami was. The girl cast her gaze onto Yami and asked if he was the started guard or the switch in. Even commenting it looked like he could fit both of them. That raised a good point, he looked like he fit the bill of someone being on guard duty. Actually guard duty really wasn't that hard most of the time nothing happened and you just lazed about, maybe Yami should see about being assigned to only guard duties.

Yami looked towards the shorter figure with a lazy gaze as they began introducations saying their name was Nami Hozuki. A Hozuki, this was the first time Yami had met one if he had been anyone else they would surely be interested, but not Yami he was too lazy. But it would only be polite to introduce himself, "I'm a switch...." started the swordsman in a slow, drawn and lazy tone that sounded completely bored. He seems to suddenly stop before he could finish the word in, to say he was a switch in. Yami appeared to stare off into space, he remained with his mouth partially open as if he was about to say something for a good minute, "...In. Kaguya, Yami." finished the male after a good minute of just staring blankly.  Whether the girl recognised the name was another thing, but the name was pretty well known for belonging to the laziest genin in the village. Though what might surprise the girl was the fact Yami said he was a Kaguya, considering he didn't look like one.

The swordsman's mouth parted as he gave a loud drawn out yawn, not even bothering to cover up. The Kaguya leaned against a nearby wall, in a slouched lazy posed, looking like he was about to fall asleep any moment. The two swords he wore rustled against one another as the scabbards scraped against the concrete. His swords were sloppily inserted in the sash, looking like they might fall out any moment. Everything about Yami said he was a layabout. A clear contrast to Nami's zesty and upbeat appearance.

Yami lazily eyed the Hozuki female as she fiddled and played with a ball of clay moulding it into a male like shape. The Kaguya seemed half interested in what they were doing but it was hidden behind a layer of laziness that formed a kind of fog in those grey hues of his. Raising a hand, he lazily began to point at the rat's nest that was his hair, "Natural..." spoke the Kaguya in a slow tone. That was the only word he spoke in regards to his hair, but it would be enough to convey what the swordsman meant. Yami's hair wasn't a new look or dyed, it was natural, that he had been born with it.

The Kaguya seemed to stare at the Hozuki, but at the same time he wasn't, as if he was simply looking at the space she was standing in. The gaze held no sign of lust or emotion, only a glean of boredom and sloth. The Kaguya's mouth began to part slowly seeming to say something, "Half blood. Impure. Kaguya purists hate." The male, only said six words each spoken so slowly that just waiting for him to say them would make one want to bash their head against something hard. Those five words would convey enough though to say Yami was a half-blood Kaguya, an impure in the Kaguya's eyes, especially those who followed the purist doctrine as such was hated. Though as he said the word hate, his eyes reflected a lazy expression as if he was just too lazy to care about it.

Raising a right hand, agonisingly slowly, the Kaguya pointed it half-assedly at Nami. "Hozuki Clan. Purist. Bigot. Half-Blood?" The words had a question for them, but they weren't forcing an objective view onto the girl. Each word was spoken with a slight curiosity asking if the Hozuki Clan preached the aspect of blood purity and if so were they bigotted to those of 'impure' blood. "Your view." Against he said, speaking very few words asking what the girl's views on blood purity and impurity were. It was his strange way of initiating some kind of conversation. Perhaps so as not to appear rude, but one couldn't really tell what Yami was thinking from his expression. Though it was clear by how the Kaguya spoke, using very little words, that he wasn't much of a conversationalist, preferring to say few words.

Yami nodded his head slowly to the girl's response to his question. At least she nor the clan didn't push the purest propaganda that other clans did. But the point about as long as someone could use a kekkei genkai they were still considered part of the clan. Then what happened if that person couldn't use the clan's bloodline, would they still be accepted? "What. If. Can't. Use. Bloodline?" questioned the Kaguya with a singular gaze, casting it down to the clay figurine that they were playing with. The Kaguya's eyes flashed with a hint of curiosity before it faded away back into nothing. The swordsman closed his eyes and leaned against the wall, pressing his body against it and allowed the world to pass by around him, uninterested in it.

As long as nothing eventful happened during this guard mission, Yami would be content. He didn't want to have to exert himself to do any sort of physical labour. The Genin, folded his arms over his chest, adopting a relaxing posture, making full use of the wall that stood behind him, using it as a support. The Kaguya's body slid down the wall, where it landed on the ground in a seated yet relaxed position. "Hope. Boring." Said the Kaguya, voicing out his inner concerns, hoping the task today would be boring.

Yami looked up to the Hozuki raising a lone eye in confusion. What had happened weeks back? The Kaguya didn't really keep up with the world, spending most days sleeping. Half the time he didn't even know what day it was or even the month sometimes. Life was like a giant blur for him. The Kaguya lazily raised a hand to scratch his head in mild confusion. "Something. Happened?" asked the swordsman in his usual bland tone.

"What. Happened. Week. Ago?" enquired the Kaguya slightly curious about what happened. Perhaps it would be a good idea for him to catch up on what exactly was happening in the village. But at the same time, he felt like he couldn't be bothered. The Kaguya released a long deep sigh, contemplating what he should do. At least this guard job was going seemingly well.

Yami accepted the gift from Nami that was to be given to Tsubaki, apparently thanks for showing up to some party. "I. Will. Try. Don't. Live. Kaguya. Compound." The Lazy Kaguya carefully handled the item making sure not to damage it while reflecting over what he had been told. Some guy had attacked the village causing some explosion, but Yami was too lazy to really care about it and pushed it to the back of his mind.

The day would pass on relatively carefree without any incidents, that when their shift came to an end, Yami gave a loud yawn and stretch. Cracking his neck and limbs, the swordsman picked up his katana and wakizashi, slipping them into his sash, before grabbing the little statue. The Shinobi bowed his head lazily to Nami, "Good. Work. Together. Bye." Would be all he said before turning on his heels and appearing to walk away, but he walked so slow, at times it made people wonder if he had even moved.

[EXIT]