A gift from water to Stone

Wes showed up in the mist villge on request of the new mizukage

nozomu shuffled to the meeting place, burdennd by a duffle bag that pawned his scrawny body. " if the kids dont kill me, this bag will...." he mumbled under his breath.

from the east a low whistle could be heard, when all of a sudden, a katana pierced nozomu through the heart

Wes was shocked he ouldnt understand how that could happen

nozomus spine retracted, then relaxed. he turned around. "WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU AKATSUKIS!!?!?!??! KILLING A 17 YEAR OLD CRIPPLE???!?!!! NOW THATS JUST PATHETIC!!!!" he yelled at the cloaked man he knew to be kisho. he pulled the sword out of his chest and kept walking to the meeting place.

Wes stood there shocked he didnt understand what just happened

he threw the bag down and began to open it. he then saw wes mang through his glasses. "what? it looks like youve seen someone in a speedo....."

just giving up on what he saw "oh it was nothing, so why did you call me here."

"since your the most weak jounin ive ever seen. (and thats saying alot since i was a jounin once) ive made you some weapons from my 'other' personality. which was freaky."

(but im not weak) wes not sure how to take the insault stood there dazed and confused

nozomu pulled out a sword shaft, followed by the rest. it was embedded in emeralds and dimonds, creating a picture of ivy leavs along the cover. nozomu took the hilt and pulled out the sword. wit was made out of dimond with veins of titanium cytrate and co2 maximum steel alloy. it had small compartments strain on the handle and if you looked REALLY close, you could see it could reajust into almost any shape. " its not much of a masterpeice, i still havent carved a name. but thats what your job is. is to give it a name." he mumbled, avoiding eye contact.

"hmm okay thank you is there any speical abilty's?" wes asked while he thought of a name

"well, it absorbs most of the chakra around you and depending on how you turn this dial here. fire, earth, lighting, and water. it expells chakra into a deadly blow when you slash at the foe. oh god im turning into a poet...." he mumbled, mortified.

"Thank you it his strong like a rock and as powerful as a kage i shall name it after the lat kage of my village Shu!" wes said prodly trusting the blade in the air

" very nice, since you have your life changig moment; it expells poison so no cutting bread with it unless its a new generation way of saying 'kill me'." he grumbled sarcastically. " and can you babysit my ferret? since i get cut to peices all the time, i dont want him to become weasel sushi." he dropped the rodent on wes, mangs head and the animal curle around his neck like a mink scarf. " by the way, his name is memoirchi. say it right, and your ass'll be saved big time. his favorite food is pickled plum and shrimp." nozomu shuffled away with the still full bag.

Wes bewildered smiled and walked off with the weasel

(its a ferret)