A short intro((Hotaru v. Akumu))

The world wasn't quiet today, there was no stillness to it, there was no serene moments. It was just a normal day in the water country, just off the west coast of the Hidden Mist's main island. Hotaru stood beneath a pitch black umbrella, rain crashing against it, trying to break through and soak him to the bone; but he wouldn't have it. The rain was heavy, but it was also thin, so one could see fairly well, they would just get soaked without some form of protection. Hotaru's scarlet hair was elegantly dishevelled, falling over his forehead and half way over his eyes, the back spiking up a bit, though there was no sign of any supplements, meaning that he probably didn't style it like that. He didn't care enough about appearances for that kind of thing. A black long sleeved shirt clung to his body, an athletic fit that hugged his body without being uncomfortably tight. Over this he wore a light black hoodie, unzipped. He wore his usual pair of ratty grey jeans, with smoky colored sneakers upon his feet. At his waist hung a regular katana, nothing special, just something he had picked up on his way out of the Hidden Mist Village.

All around Hotaru were scatters of trees, not enough to be considered a forest or even a patch of trees, but just enough to be something of note. Littering the soggy, grass-filled field where he stood were various rocks and boulders, placed there over millions of years. The area was so large that Hotaru could only see the edge of the field to the west, which would be the coast. He could see the beginning of the sea again, though dimly because of the fact that there was little natural light in the area. His cat-like senses were the only real reason he could see quite that far without losing detail, something he was grateful for.

Well, this should a hell of a lot more fun than just sitting around in Kirigakure for the day... Hotaru thought to himself cheerfully, as he flexed his open hand, tightening the grip on his katana's handle and then releasing it repeatedly. He was about to take the life of a missing ninja, and maybe grow that much closer to his overall goal of taking over his father's old organization because of it. He would need to make himself familiar with the life of the missing ninja, who was a big face, all such things if he wanted to survive long enough to finish his task.

Akumu walked passed the area in which the waves where crashing. The sounds of waves, and slight raindrop was quite calming to him. He never really minded to realize how calming a place so wet, and flooded. Akumu really didn't care for the overencumbering amount of water that surrounded him, it sort of felt like a shower none the less. Which was great for Akumus constant movement from village to village. When he stepped into a puddle, he really didn't care he just had a drenched foot. He was walking through the drenched fields as he saw a patch of wooded area. Never the less it was just some trees Taking the impact of the rains wrath. He took a look to his right as something caught his eye, a glimmer of light through the clear rain. Akumu could tell it was a sword just by it's shine. Akumu was wearing his normal suit jacket, the color was black of course matching his unforgiveable tie that layed on his white under shirt. Akumu turned towards the gleaming light, and saw an object holding it. Of course it had to be someone, Akumu has never heard of a large rock holding a sword. Akumu's Black slacks swayed along with him as he turned to view the man holding the sword, his slacks going along with his shiny black leather shoes. His shoes getting shinier, and shinier with every step in the water, and with his feet swaying back, and forth in the unforgiving rain. Akumu didn't see anymovement from the object so he began having seconds thought on the whole ~Sword holding rock thing~ . Akumu knew he would have to test out what the object was, and if it was somebody there natural reaction would be to retaliate. Akumu looked up into the grey clouds, which was sorta hard to look at due to the pelting rain. But as he looked in to the sky he reached into his coat he searched his coats pocket, his hand pumeling through the vacant pockets of his suit jacket. "Where the hell is that stupid capsule" Akumu said as he stopped rumedging through his jacket pocket, and finnally decided to dig into his slacks deep pocket. When his hands finnally rested on a smooth glass object, "There it is" Akumu said as he pulled out a capsule/vial filled with a white milky substance. The liquid was a concentrated milk, milk usually contains a great amount of calcium, Akumu concentrated it to make sure there was only calcium, and nothing else. The calcium would make sure he would go without calcium deficiency for weeks. Making the liquid was the hard part though, many months of milk boiling, and straining. But that was besides the point he needed to drink the vial first before any effeect would kick in. Drinking the vial was also the hard part, the duisgusting taste would blow the nasty taste of car oil out of the water. But taking the vial was a must he needed to take it. He popped off the vials cap, and began downing the nasty liquid. After drinking it he made no Nasty face nor speech of duisgust. Akumu threw the vial on the ground as it began to be drenched in water akumu stomped on the glass as it shattered, it surprisingly made no sound or splash. Akumu thought it was very odd, but the noise was probably drowned out by the crashing waves, and the splash was masked by the pelting rain drops giving no mercy to the puddles. Akumu shook off an unexpecting shiver, his body moving oddly he began swaying his arms in a weird wave movement. At the end of a wave movement he would flick the end of his hand. Oddly Akumu has never done this, ~Must of been a side effect from the Calcium~ Akumu thought to him self as his left hand released a white object at the objects head that finnally was something that was familiar to him. A bone bullet was more fondly known instead of a weird white projectile. Well a weird white projectile is what he used to call it when he had no clue or idea what it was. Thats when someone told him of it being a bone bullet, which he was told by from some elder Kaguya researcher. Akumu perfected the skill of using the bullets but did not perfect the weird movement/dance that he was performing. Akumu actually did not perfect it but he never even did it before he just seemingly went along with it has his right hand began releasing the bullets at the objects mid section, and if this object was a man it would hit the heart. These movements continued with some shots at the throat and more at the heart. He actually began getting used to this swinging, and dancing types of movement weirdly he couldtn't stop, all of a sudden, he had a craving for water. The ocean looked beautiful, and delicious at the moment he almost began to drool looking at it. Akumu snapped back into sense knowing that drinking ocean water would kill him faster than drinking his own urine. When he thought of that he forgot he had to pee, all of the trickeling rain, the pounding waves, and everything around him water based ignited his urge to urinate. He wanted to find something quickly to urinate on, Thats when Akumu snapped out of his urinating urge. He knew that if he peed he would gain a urge to drink water. Then he would pee again starting the whole cycle again. Akumu snapped out of this weird craze he stopped, and stood straight without weird dances. He no more had a thirst or a urge to urinate he was now set, and focused. He was ready to make an attack but he did not know what to do. So he waited to see how the object would attack if it could.