The sun now hung directly overhead with little room for shadow to foam in the village of Kumo. Such was the time of day with being so high in the mountains that escaping the suns rays was impossible. Yet with being too high up, it was easy for the villagers to keep track of time depending of the position of the sun and length of shadows. So from Kiyoshi’s judge of time, it was roughly midday. Now strolling out of the Raikage’s mansion and back into the streets, he saw that the town was filled with live once more. Everyone was awake and doing something being it there work or simply doing it for the sake of it. No one was standing still. However with all the fuss going on around him, Kiyoshi was last within his thoughts. So many questions that were left unanswered by the brief meeting with his father. He knew that he had to obey or hand his neck over as price to pay. Now brimming with thoughts and questions, his mind ached as he walked a long the streets still towards the training grounds.

The walk took no longer than five minutes and he was granted access to the compound with no questions asked. They knew him too well not to let him in yet as he walked through the training fields that were filled with shinobi practising techniques, he couldn’t help notice that a number of unwavering eyes followed him through. He counted ten people at least staring at him with eyes filled with something he couldn’t quite recognize. Was it fear? Love? Care? Hatred? He knew not. Yet for the first time ever he had noticed this or was it the first time it had happened. The thought that people found out about his past secret came to mind yet he dismissed the thought quickly. How could people find out about that? But still the idea lingered on within the crypt that was his mind and if he was right, how could he explain that brutality he had showed towards those ninjas when he himself couldn’t find an answer.

Now at the doors of the library of scrolls, he opened the doors to find a small group of shinobi discussing a subject that echoed through Kiyoshi. The only words he heard were ‘Did that freak really do that? And to think we trusted him’. If what he heard was true, then he was no longer welcome in his village. But he loved his village. He’d die for it. Now paranoia ran rampart through Kiyoshi as nervously walked up to the counter. Such pressurizing thoughts that would cause a normal man to break down into insanity yet Kiyoshi held his calm face in midst of things. So now facing one of those shinobi who were talking, he asked.

“I was instructed to come here by order of the Raikage. I believe you have something I must use for my mission.”

The man behide the desk looked at Kiyoshi carefully before he spoke, “Ah yes, your Kiyoshi Mayto if am I correct,” He reached under the table and pulled out a cross-section of scrolls. The man handed them over and said “All information regarding the scrolls you have been given and tasks you should do while on your mission are all here. Good luck.” With that, the man rather rudely walked off back to the other that were again busy gossiping about stuff. Such an insult that Kiyoshi should have repaid yet the mission came first. So now back outside in an open area, he unrolled the first scroll labelled tasks. These were again labelled in number order with dates of what they needed to be done by. Meet the Hokage and other top ninjas in Konoha. Explore landscape and town. Visit clan compounds. The list went on. Yet he knew encoded within this were his other tasks which he would not yet decipher until the time to do so was right.

The next scroll he read was labelled instructions. It covered all the necessary information on how he was getting to Konoha. Kiyoshi was pretty surprised when he read that he was going to fly there. Apparently one of the scrolls he had been given was a summoning one for the prince of eagles. So pulling out that scroll from his pouch, he bit his thumb, put his blood across the writing that was inscribed a long it and cast the scroll into the air. In a puff of smoke the huge eagle swoop down and bowed before its master. He was impressed that the bird treated him with a form of respect since this was the first time he had ever used a summoned creature. Still, he stroked it gently and climbed onto its back. With no need to kick its side or tell it what to do, it took off back into the skies where it flew at an amazing speed. The eagle dived down the mountain side like a falling comet while Kiyoshi clung on for dear life. Yet this was still the start of his four hour flight to the village of Konoha.