Sharingans & Shopping

Given that the Northwestern Gates lead directly into the Primary Market, it was near-impossible for them to be avoided as Diana & Hanabi made their way to the Uchiha clan district. For Diana it was a nice introduction to Konoha proper, especially given she was more a crafter at heart rather then a leader like many likely saw her. She was alredy feeling a lot more refreshed, though she would keep up her sensory like usual.

"Fascinating, I know this may come as a surprise, but I actually have never been to Konoha before. I have been through the Land of Fire, back in my youth when I was exploring the lands of Kishin." She'd look at the various goods and wares that people had on display, making note of how several people were pointing or looking at her. "I believe Konoha had only been around for a few years by that point and Shodai Hokage Kazuya Uchiha was still the Kage if my history is correct."

Diana would list to the side, looking at the various wares as they walked along. "But enough about history, I wish to hear about you. What is is like living in Konohagakure? Given that half of the leadership has been Uchiha, being in such a prestigious clan must make for an interesting life." While she was curious about all the clans, a genin's perspective was always a good one to hear, as some issues were not always noticeable from higher up in the ranks.

And like many thing in this market would seem to do, Diana's attention would be drawn elsewhere and she would slow down for a moment to stop and look at the selection of woods they had on sale, including the famous Senju wood of the Land of Fire. "Oh, so this is how Senju wood is supposed to look like while a raw material! To think a young Hyuga was able to make it look so lifelike once made into a puppet, even I would have troubles doing such a feat!" She'd turn back to Hanabi. "Ah, my apologies. I find it interesting to see the differences in cultures that other nations have, and a market such as this is just one of many facets that show such a difference."

---

185/185 CP
Negative Sensory; Passive
Sensing Technique; -0.5 CP
184.5/185 CP

Hanabi glanced to Diana’s way, watching her slowly relax and settle in within the market streets. She seemed to be almost at home within the market, making Hanabi smile just a bit. Hearing Diana explain that she had been through the land of fire when she was younger but never Konoha made Hanabi question just exactly where she had been and have not ran into Konoha. Her eyes widened a bit as her mouth opened just a bit due to shock. Diana didn’t look that old and if anything, she didn’t realize how soon Konoha came up to be. It was already a lively village in which she didn’t really question how long Konoha had been around for.


Watching the people around, stare and point at the tsuchikage made Hanabi’s blood boil just a bit, making her clench her fist before her attention was dragged to Diana once more. “Oh.. me?” She would ask quite confused. When Diana asked, saying it’d be interesting coming from a prestigious clan, Hanabi’s eyes would lower and she would give a sad smile. “Yes. Very interesting.” Hanabi spoke softly, almost whispering those words, the wind blowing softly, her hair flowing through the wind before coming back to her senses to see Diana checking out another place of interest, talking about Senju wood and a Hyuuga. “A Hyuga? Senju wood?” She would mutter before waving off Diana’s apology, cutting off her own though process. “It’s fine. I take it you’re a crafter?” She asked Diana, placing a hand on her own hip and leaning to the side while watching Diana’s eyes stay glued to the merchandise.

Anzo was walking through the marketplace himself, looking at the various wares and wondering just what sort of supplies he might need; most supplies he could make for himself with one of the Doton techniques he'd trained ages ago, although perhaps some steel wire would come in handy. With Anzo standing at a height of 6'5", he was able to practically tower over most of the other people in the marketplace, and his long red overcoat caused him to stand out, although most people didn't seem too interested in what he was doing or what he was looking at. That's when the Aburame notices a white-haired acquaintance with some brown-haired stranger. He'd saved her from being poisoned once, so perhaps she was more of a friend, but he didn't want to get too forward with her or assume a more cordial relationship than was proper. The blonde man walks through the crowd agilely, despite a frame that might have caused someone to assume he would move awkwardly. Once he reaches a couple of meters from Hanabi while he's approaching mostly from a blind spot, he lifts one black-gloved hand in a wave.

"Hello again, princess. Are you going to introduce me to your fr-"

His tone, while quite cordial, is cut short instantly as sunlight flashes across the jagged zig-zag brass frame of his sunglasses and the gold-tinted lenses, hiding his eyes completely from view thanks to the glare of sunlight reflected off of them. He's actually recognized the face of the women when both turn towards him, and he can feel his blonde hair going even more spiky than before as he can feel his hair stand on end. Even the Kikaichu in his gourd and on his body seem to react to his sudden nervousness.

"L-L-L-L-Lady Tsuchikage! I-it's a- d'uh, measure to pleat- pleasure to meet you. I- I am Anzo Aburame, of Kon- Y-you already know I'm from Konoha, of course..."

Anzo takes a moment to silence himself and then take a deep breath to calm both his nerves and his Kikaichu. He'd heard that after two vicious wars that Iwagakure was deeply aggressive with Konoha, and he couldn't really judge them too harshly for it, but now the Tsuchikage herself was there in front of him. She wasn't attacking, so perhaps her intentions were diplomatic, and so Anzo's body relaxed slightly as he reasons himself down to a more calm demeanor.

"Ahem. Welcome to Konoha."

Diana hadn't noticed Hanabi's shock at how old the Village was, honestly a lot of people didn't realize that the oldest village Kirigakure formed when she was 3, with Iwa shortly after when she was 5 years old. Diana had however noticed that Hanabi was rather shy when it came to words. She somewhat reminded Diana of her younger self, reflected within the Nihan Warmachina she made. It also helped that Diana was quite perceptive, and would hear the Uchiha's whisper.

"I am indeed a crafter, and you did hear me correctly. Cerise Hyuuga's adoptive father, the late clan leader Chikamatsu Hyuga used Senju Wood to make puppets that could move on their own and saw use during the Mejing invasion. Its a shame he was executed for treason during the war; I would have liked to meet him in person. Unfortunately policies must come first." Diana's face held a tinge of sadness. Cerise was still a sore spot, even tangentially for her. Their had been rumors as to why the Hyuga had preformed treason, but there was only so much that she could do.

"But back crafting. Before I became Tsuchikage I actually spent most of my time working on tools to improve the lives of people as a whole. Of course when the Great Shinobi War happened I had to turn to other means of production, but the war had us do a lot of things many of us are not proud of; at least after that I was able to go back to creating to help and not harm for a while longer." She really couldn't help it. So many people did not know the history of Kishin, and she had seen firsthand those who repeated the past because they did not learn from it.

As she inspected some of the Bronze on sale, Diana had also been keeping a quiet eye on her sensory; the new possible clans she could sense as well as new chakra signatures fascinating. One of those signatures, one that had Doton seemed to stop next to Hanabi and spoke up. Curious as to who might be talking to the Uchiha, Diana turned around to see the tall blonde stop talking as he saw her. It was interesting seeing the man's hair react to the sight of her, an innate use of Lions Mane? She hadn't picked up any chakra movement, so she had to assume it was a minor bloodline mutation of some kind, one that wouldn't pick up on her sensory.

Still, the man managed to compose himself enough to introduce himself, and as she waited for him to fully calm down, she'd speak once he welcomed her. "Thank you for the warm welcome Mister Anzo; there is no need to be on guard. We are at peace after all." She probably should have pit on a different face for the occasion, but it was too late now; oh well. "I must say, your chakra feels quite unique with how your bugs react to sensory. It feels like I am looking at the very stars in the night sky!" Setting the bronze back down, she'd walk around the tall shinobi and inspect the gourd. "And an impressive gourd as well. Quite sturdy, clearly custom work, made of Senju wood and—" Realizing what she was doing, she'd move back to her original position with an apologetic grin. "Ah, my apologies. I've recently been working on gourds myself, so seeing one made for a different clan is fascinating."

Diana would move back to the vendo, who looked a little frazzled from Diana's antics, but recovered as she pulled out her purse while looking at Anzo. "Miss Hanabi was escorting me to the Uchiha Clan District, if you wish you may walk with us while we are on our way there." Diana would hand the vendor some ryo and purchase several goods, the man accepting the money and allowed Diana to use one of her medium scrolls to seal the goods & materials away; leaving only the soldier pills out, of which she'd pocket for now.

Turning back to the two genin, she'd give a warm smile. "Shall we?"

---

OOC Notes:

Hanabi smiled and nodded to Diana’s information of how she used to be before being Tsuchikage as well as Cerise Hyuga and Chikamatsu Hyuga. This perked Hanabi’s interest in which she’d place a hand on her hip and her other hand on her chin, pondering for a bit before glancing to Diana. “Airi, the red head girl from before. She’s a hyuuga and a crafter. I’m sure maybe she could talk to you about it. She may have used Senju wood in her crafts.” She suggested while glancing to Diana before her attention was pulled to a taller man that walked towards the two woman. “Yo.” As soon as Anzo got close, she’d raise her late and kick behind his knees at B coord, attempting to make him fold. If Anzo were to fall or stagger to his knees, Hanabi would cross her arms and lean to on side, a hip popping out while her head leaned to the same side, her hair falling off her shoulder. “And don’t call me princess. What made you think I was one in the first place?”


She’d cock an attitude about the nickname. Hanabi didn’t like formalities much like Diana and hated the hierarchy of clans, much like Peragus and her had previously talked about. Assuming Anzo would get back up and do his botched introduction, Hanabi would shake her head and judge him a bit yet she had a similar response. A small smile would appear, her eyes moving to Diana as she spoke after Anzo. Seeing Diana’s eyes practically light up much like what she felt from the bugs, Hanabi just saw a regular person, none of nobility, at least not accepting the nobility part of the position. A regular woman who enjoyed her hobby of crafting. Diana would pull herself together and offer the walk with Anzo in which Hanabi nodded to agree with her, not minding his company. “Say, Diana..” Her eyes glanced down to her as they began walking; her head remaining straight forward.

Anzo, though a bit surprised by seeing the Tsuchikage, here, in Konoha, a village that he was almost certain was not on friendly, amicable, or even cordial terms with Iwagakure due in part to two back-to-back wars, was not totally unaware of Hanabi's movements or how angry the expression on her face is. Anzo can at least see her move beside him, and the last thing he can see clearly is that she's moved; the kick to the back of his knees would have likely sent most people to the ground, but with the weight of the gourd on his back pulling him backwards, the Aburame is able to at least redirect the force to his legs. Instead of simply falling backwards, he turns the momentum given to his lower half by Hanabi's kick into a spinning momentum that sends his legs skywards, while his hands make contact with the ground to turn the kick to the back of his knees into the momentum needed to push him into a back cartwheel.

Anzo lands kneeling and rapidly grabs hold of the Uchiha's left hand with both of his, like a servant to royalty.

"My sincerest apologies, O Fiery Princess; I was unaware that royalty such as yourself disliked the reminder of your station."

Anzo gets back to his feet fully, though he feels a bit shaky from the pain of having his legs kicked, even if most of the energy was dispersed by the flip. Regardless, he doesn't retaliate; he's become skilled enough with healing techniques that he's already started the healing process on his legs until he's well enough to walk again without limping. Diana seems quite interested in his gourd, and Anzo is taken aback that the Tsuchikage herself instantly knows about his insects as well as the Senju wood used in the construction of his gourd. He strictly doesn't respond, keeping his face as stony as possible so as to not give away too much information about how uncomfortable it makes him that someone outside the village has learned potentially more than she should know about his clan just from a simple look. Instead, he becomes more interactive again when Diana brings up the chance to join them on the way to the Uchiha Clan district, and Anzo becomes even more curious about what the Tsuchikage might do to the Uchiha, a clan that he knew had some large part in at least the second war with Iwagakure.

"Yes, I'd certainly enjoy escorting two lovely ladies to the Uchiha Clan district, if I may be so bold. And both ladies with such esteemed positions, I'm a very lucky man indeed."

As Anzo follows slightly behind both women, he pretends to take little interest in their conversation, but the remark about her constructing a gourd for someone in another clan had also intrigued him. The Aburame clan terrarium wasn't particularly well known outside of the clan, but it could certainly be a case of convergent inventions.

Seeing Hanabi open up a little more, Diana was pleased to see that she was making progress, though the appearance of the Aburame and their greeting seemed to make it a little worse. Sensing some of the tension in the air alongside the negative emotions Hanabi had for the man, she'd watch as he'd be tripped by her and his subsequent roll-recovery.

Unfortunately for the Aburame, Diana was well versed in reading other people's emotions even without her negative sensory powers from Nue. Before she became a Kage she knew of Senju Wood & the Aburame Clan's bugs from her travels and research into other clans outside of Iwa. She was curious how an Aburame and a Kamizuru's insects would interact, and was curious to see one of their bugs in action, but now was clearly not the time and as such she'd turn back to Hanabi as they walked along.

"Airi Hyuuga, yes I remember her. While I was not aware of her exploits in the crafting realms, the Carmine Hyuuga recently entered my own radar due to her shinobi accomplishments , and I am curious to see just how high she can reach in both areas of expertise." It seems that her desired meeting with the Hyuuga had even more behind it then just the curious jutsu she could do with her dojutsu.

"I have also made a few different styles of gourds; the most recent type I have made are for Kazehana use, but I have recently been working on a way to replicate Benihisago's strange interactions with a person's 'word soul'. I cannot be too specific about that specific piece of work since a lady needs to have some secrets, but suffice to say trying to replicate a legendary sage tool such as the crimson gourd is not an easy task, let alone trying to make a replica that is not made for war or combat." Diana didn't want to say it out loud, but she wasn't actually sure she could make a replica of the Sage tool. She was a skilled crafter sure, but even she had her limits.

"But like I said earlier, I have only just recently delved into the world of gourds, so I've only made a few of them. Personally I enjoy working on fuinjutsu and how it can be applied to everyday items."

---

183/185 CP
Negative Sensory; Passive
Sensing Technique; -0.5 CP
182.5/185 CP

Hanabi was taken aback by how Anzo was able to completely change the outcome of her kick. Maybe he was a bit smarter than she thought. He would go on to call her a princess, a fiery one at that, which made her cross her arms once again. “Look, I’m not princess of the Uchiha.” Her eyes went to the side, avoiding eye contact with Diana and Anzo. “I wasn’t even seen as an Uchiha until recently, alright?” Among her outfit, her abdomen had been in the public’s eye, being exposed and what not. Individual scars laid around her stomach, waist, and lower back, all traveling to what seemed to be around her whole body. While Diana spoke about Airi, her focus went in an out of the conversation Hanabi had originally stated, but still caught on to key details like how she made a Kazehana Gourd recently and something about a word soul. Anything after that, she tend to miss until she tried to recollect it later on. Her attention would be brought back when Diana had finished up with her talk of crafting being only just diving into the realm of gourds and preferring to use Fuuinjutsu in general with her crafts.


Her amber eyes would look to Diana, her face becoming soft with guilt before sighing. “You wanted to know the Uchiha Clan right?” She asked while beginning to walk towards the compound, staying by Diana within hearing proximity. “It’s best to learn from the lowest Uchiha I suppose.” She chuckled before looking back at Diana and Anzo. “You listen up too, bug boy.” Hanabi gave a grin to him while beginning to explain her childhood and the Uchiha Clan itself. From the story of how her father was driven to suicide, her family being driven to the edge of the compound and her mother leaving her for something better. Hanabi had only been 16 when she left but it was still traumatizing.


“The Uchiha Clan is a prestigious clan in which they care more about pure blood than their own kind. Like me. I’m an Inuzuka and Uchiha yet I’ve only claimed the Uchiha name just recently.” Hanabi’s hand would make a fist before continuing on with her story. “They don’t take too kinda to people who aren’t pure and so they used me for their daily chores, like a maid. Even as a training dummy. I wasn’t supposed to fight back most of the time…” Her eyes would move forward, now getting out of the street markets and coming up upon the Uchiha Clan Compound. “That was then now. There’s a new Clan leader, her name is Kimiko Uchiha. She isn’t here at the moment but she should be returning sometime soon. Worst case scenario, you’ll be here for a few nights but I do hope we can show you the better side of Konoha.” At the end of her sentence, she would turn around and look at Diana, giving her a cheerful smile. Hanabi had changed quite a bit since graduating the Academy at such a late age. She wasn’t permitted to do so until she was 17, allowing her to complete the academy in 3 years. Her entire existence was under wraps within the clan. It was easy to hide her as a Uchiha due to the skin complexity and hair color.

Anzo watches Hanabi from the side of his eyes, leaving his blue eyes visible from behind the yellow sunglasses when she states that she wasn't even an Uchiha until recently, and he realizes that he'd actually never heard of her before being assigned as her partner for a few missions. Such a thing wasn't exactly common with the Uchiha, as they typically try to make a name for themselves rather quickly if possible. While he's following behind both women, he hears from Diana about how she'd worked most recently on a gourd for a member of the Kazehana clan, and it took quite a lot of thought to remember that Kazehana was one of the clans that had historically kept an iron grip of control over Sunagakure, a village that had suddenly gone extremely quiet just a year ago. He wasn't sure what to make of that, but he filed away the information that Iwagakure had some form of access to the Kazehana clan currently, and likely someone of some reputation if they had received a craft personally from the Tsuchikage. He similarly kept in mind that Diana had mentioned her attempt to work on the Benihisago, one of only a few treasured artifacts that were said to have been lost.

Being called bug boy no longer bothered Anzo the way that calling Hanabi a princess seemed to bother her. He listens as she describes her relationship with her own clan, and he does finally frown when he hears how she'd been mistreated. Even with both of his parents involving themselves in the short-lived Uchiha and Hyuuga war against the wishes of the Aburame clan, and then shortly dying and leaving Anzo to be raised by the Aburame clan as well, the Aburame clan never mistreated him to the measure that they'd done to Hanabi. Regardless, Anzo doesn't say anything right away, though with Diana able to read his emotions somewhat without his knowledge, she can likely feel the frustration pouring out of Anzo as he struggles to rid his face of his own frown. Hanabi at least reminds them both that Kimiko is the new clan leader for the Uchiha, though the Aburame stumbles a bit when he hears the name of a woman he'd been told all his life to run like hell from, as she was supposedly a deadly traitor. He'd heard that Kimiko Uchiha had been made the Uchiha Clan leader, but he'd assumed it was a silly rumor, like a kind of "secret leader" conspiracy.

"Ah, yes. That's right. We'll be happy to show you around Konoha, Lady Tsuchikage, though I hope you understand that we cannot escort you to any location which any other foreigner would not be allowed in. Would you excuse us a moment?"

With the group so close to the Uchiha Clan compound, he felt that the Tsuchikage likely wouldn't try anything too brash, so he gently leads Hanabi a couple meters away from Diana so he can whisper to her, trying to keep his voice down low enough that Diana might not hear.

"Lady Hanabi, I apologize. I had no idea you had suffered at the hands of your own clan."

Diana would note the strange guilt form on Hanabi's face as she prepared to qxplain her history with the Uchiha, and as such she quietly listened, making small mental notes to discuss with the Uchiha clan leader regarding Hanabi's treatment. Once Hanabi was done, only then would Diana speak up.

"...I would not have pegged you for an Inuzuka, though you are certainly not the first of the sage descended to call that clan their own." She'd chuckle, recalling Ashitaka Inuzuka and his connection to the Senju bloodline. "It is a little funny and sad that you mention their desire for blood purity, as even if you do not believe the Uchiha clan's power is one of many derived from The Lunar Sage Hamura, the Uchiha are a splinter clan of the Hyuuga. It sort of makes me wonder if the two dojutsu used to be one and the same, a 'Byaku-Sharingan' if you will."

"Kimiko Uchiha being the new clan leader is quite a surprise to hear." Diana had not met the Uchiha personally, but she knew how the Uchiha had turned the battle of Mejing around in Konoha's favor, and then the resulting news of her departure from the village, killing several strong shinobi on her own. She was a scary woman, but now that Diana knew this information, she could prepare. "Hopefully she is receptive to my request; and I do look forward to seeing the lighter sides of Konoha."

Seeing Anzo was a bit antsy about something as he spoke about escorting her around, she'd give a quick nod to his request. "Of course Anzo. Just do not keep her for long, Hanabi is my official escort after all." Diana would move over to one of the benches and began drawing up several designs for the goggles she wished to work on as she half-listened to Anzo apologizing. She didn't quite get why they felt it important to be secretive about it, but Diana wasn't concerned, instead focused on her work while she waited.

---

182.5/185 CP
Negative Sensory; Passive
Sensing Technique; -0.5 CP
182/185 CP

Hanabi’s eyebrow raised for a moment when Diana said she didn’t take Hanabi for being an Inuzuka, in which she’d give a simple shrug of her shoulders and waved it off before her eyes darted to her. “Sage..? Descended..?”


Hanabi would regain her composure, having to ask Diana about what she meant later or unless she would explain later. She’d wave off the original comment like she intended to and spoke softly. “ ‘S fine. My fathers genes were stronger in regards to abilities apparently. Truth be told I didn’t think I’d ever unlock my sharingan…” She would looked down for a moment and stare at her hand, flexing it a few times by opening and closing and looking back to Diana. Hearing her out about where they came from and the purity of the bloodline being a sad rep, she’d scoff, not really believing they came from such power. However the idea of a Byaku-Sharingan made her blush, laughing nervously as her heart began to race. “Ahaha~ yeaaah…” hanabi scratched the back of her head and looked around, avoiding eye contact. Of course, she would bring it up. Unknown to Diana, Hanabi had been previously engaged to a Hyuuga, so this was a bit of a sensitive topic, rather a topic that was thought about in other ways. As Diana would continue to speak about Kimiko, Anzo would chirp in and pull her aside, her eyes a bit wide from shock but alas following him along.


Once they got far enough, she’d keep a distance yet place her hands on her hips and cock her head to once side. Her Amber Eyes shined a bit as Anzo apologized, taken a bit back. “It’s… not your fault? You had no say in it.” Hanabi sighed, moving A strand of hair that fell in front of her face behind her ear and glancing up to him. “Look-..” She’d take off the jacket that she had been wearing, revealing a bandage around her chest. Her arms exposed to show the scars that wrapped nicely along, the scars that went down her curves and chest. “This is the past. I can’t do anything to change that.” The wind would pick up within the streets, the tree’s rustling as leaves fell. “But I can change how things are in the future. Don’t apologize for something you didn’t know, let alone weren’t involved with.” She’d place her jacket back on and fix her attire before nudging to return to Diana. “Also you didn’t have to pull me aside for this.” Hanabi smiled while looking down to the floor then glancing back up to the tree man.

Anzo doesn't verbally respond at first when Hanabi reveals the scars that cover her skin in a criss-cross hashing of healed-over pain and abuse, unsure of what to say to her insistence that this is the past and there's nothing to change the past. In reality, he's thinking of his parents that died during a brutal war they really had no reason to participate in, and he considers how such a philosophy of not being able to change the past should apply to him. In some sense, both he and Hanabi had, in some way, been damaged by the Uchiha and their ideals, and he wonders if his feelings for her are changing just a bit. In any case, if his feelings towards her have changed, he's resolved not to treat her much differently based on this new knowledge of her history within the Uchiha clan. He does have to interject when she states that he didn't have to pull her aside for it.

"For one: on the contrary, it was important to pull you away from others to have this rather personal conversation. For two: I've fully resolved to call you Princess now, if only to rub it in the Uchiha clan's faces that you're now definitively one of them."

Afterwards, he follows her back to Diana, having ensured that his feelings are made known to Hanabi with that. He pushes his gold-lens sunglasses up the bridge of his nose again before giving Diana a somewhat friendly smile, having apparently warmed to her a little.

"Now Hanabi, where should we show our esteemed guest to first? I believe Lady Tsuchikage expressed some level of interest in our own Airi Hyuuga, and I know her shop is nearby; I'm sure she'd enjoy having such a guest to visit her and perhaps see some of her wares."

As she worked on her chicken scratch of blueprints, she'd wonder why Hanabi had blushed at the comment of a Byaku-Sharingan. It wasn't the strangest of ideas, There had always been talk of how a Sharingan could evolve and gain power, let alone the rumored Mangekyou Sharingan that was unique to it's user. Even Airi and their unique form of Byakugan usage reinforced this notion as a possibility. In the meantime while shed continue to half-listen to Hanabi & Anzo, she would also listen to the rumors of the land, catching her up with what she had missed during her travels.

Some of it she'd have to ask Kimiko and this 'Peragus Hyuga' about later.

As she began work on another idea, it appeared that whatever the two's conversation was about regarding Hanabi was over, and she'd put away her work before standing back up. Whatever it was that they needed to work out seemed to have been figured out smoothly enough given their body language, but she could only assume so much.

As they began walking again and Anzo would address Hanabi, Diana would speak up. "As much as I would like to make such a detour Anzo, I believe it would be prudent that I at least try to respect Miss Airi's request to take care of Uchiha matters first. I doubt any of us would want to get on her bad side, let alone the higher ups."

As they continued to walk, Diana would pose a question to them.

"Before we do eventually part ways at the Clan District Anzo, I would like to make a request of both of you. While I may be the Tsuchikage, I am also a historian, and part of being the latter is making sure that the mundanity of today is not lost to those of the future. If you would permit me to, I would like to make a record of one day from your memories that you feel willing to share. Any day will do really."

"I fully understand if you do not wish to take me up on this offer, but if you do I will provide you a memory of about equal value from my own life, of which you may do with whatever you wish; and also some ration pills." She'd give a neutral chuckle. "Seriously, why do most shinobi not carry those pills on their person?"

---

182/185 CP
Negative Sensory; Passive
Sensing Technique; -0.5 CP
181.5/185 CP

Hanabi’s eyes would roll with the decision from Anzo of calling her princess, yet it didn’t necessarily bother her now that he knew. Especially for his reasoning, she would let him slide with the name, and only him as nobody had ever called her a princess before. They’d walk back with Anzo suggesting a detour but Diana had already rejected the offer, wanting to follow Airi’s concerns and not wanting to get on her bad side. A chill sent up her spine, causing her body to shiver, remembering their spar from when she was promoted to Chunin. Scary indeed. Airi was a woman with a powerful Dojutsu and even excelled at it, making her own derivatives of their techniques and applying them to her known Jutsu’s.


Her mind would be brought back as Diana would ask to take a piece of their mind for historical purposes, her eyes lookin to Anzo and then back to Diana. “I don’t mind. My memory is a bit hazy from my childhood, however if you need more information on the Uchiha, feel free to dig through and get as much info as you need.” She’d start to say, looking between the both of them and then turning around. “My apartment is on the edge of the compound, we can do it there in a comfortable home if you’d like.” She’d suggest while looking back but already making her way to her home, the Uchiha clan not far from them now. It was only another 5-10 minutes at a reasonable pace.

Anzo isn't all that hurt when Diana dismisses the idea of stopping to visit Airi, as she was also likely to be quite busy in any case, and having her meet with Diana would have likely caused the Hyuuga some discomfort in having such an esteemed guest while she was probably being swamped with work, and would have had to set aside all that work just to fuss over the Tsuchikage. He is, however, quite surprised, and more than a little suspicious of Diana's sudden offer to record a day from their memories, apparently for historical perpetuity, although he's not sure that it would be prudent to be so instantly trusting of someone from a village that Anzo knew was, until recently, quite opposed to the continued existence of the village, and especially with Diana's predecessor having been rumored to be quite eager to decimate the Uchiha clan.

Hanabi surprises Anzo by almost immediately agreeing with her offer to dig through her memories as much as she likes, considering someone like Hanabi could possibly have training information on several Uchiha in her memories as a literal human training dummy for the clan. Despite Anzo's misgivings, he supposed that if Diana had wanted to instead take their memories, she likely could do so instead of asking their permission, and so in asking, it was more likely that her intentions were not so underhanded. By the time Hanabi had made the offer to have them use her apartment for the sharing of their memories, Anzo had his mind made up that he would, in fact, be willing to share at least one day of his memory with the Tsuchikage: the day that he'd learned that his parents had not just perished a few days after he was born, but that they had actually been hired by the Hyuuga or the Uchiha for their war of the clans, early in Konoha's history.

He at least has an answer for why the Tri-Colored Pills aren't carried by most shinobi, with his medical knowledge playing a part in his answer.

"They're not used by most shinobi due to their dangerous side effects. Taking them outside of their established order causes those pills to become highly toxic and even possibly deadly for the one taking them. In addition, as the pills convert fat directly into chakra, without the appropriate level of fat to burn, the side effects of taking the pills can result in emaciation unless they have a great deal of fat stored in the body."

Anzo stops for a moment, realizing he may have said too much about what is usually not a widely understood or easily accessible item for villages outside of Konoha, but he decides that at least telling the Tsuchikage that the pills are dangerous for the one taking them wouldn't hurt too much.

"In any case, Lady Tsuchikage, the pills would not do you much good without a drastic dietary change."

"I see. I appreciate your willingness to allow me to look through your memories Miss Hanabi, and I will treat them with the care they deserve." She was a little surprised to be given an open book like this, but she knew she couldn't exactly pass up this sort of thing as a Kage and historian. "I will think on what I wish to preserve as we walk."

Continuing on, she'd address Hanabi's other concern. "While I appreciate the offer, there is no need, I can give a quick demonstration right now to show how simple it is." Her eye's would activate for a few seconds, she'd touch her left wrist with her right hand, and about three seconds in two crystal icosahedron dice would form in her left hand. Both crystals held the same memory of a static aerial shot of the Heavenly Emporium in its prime, before the Idaina Kujira attacked.

"As I know my own memories I do not need to do much to locate what I wish, but if I wish to look for something specific in another; it requires contact, concentration, and knowledge of what I wish to search for." Technically true enough. No need for them to know the full extent of what it could do, she was well aware of how the Uchiha could do a similar thing to her own Dojutsu. "Otherwise I would need to use the Saiko Denshin, and using that would be against the spirit of my request."

Finally, she'd address Anzo and his comment. "Not the Three-Colored pills Anzo, I am well aware of what they can do to a shinobi's body if they are not careful as well as their possible benefits, alongside how to mitigate their detrimental effects. No, what I am referring to is the military ration pills." She'd pull out one of the two pouches containing some pills inside, shaking it a little to make it clear what she was referring to. "While certainly not as powerful, these can be a lifesaver to even a Kage, and all they really do is invigorate the body's ability to produce a little more chakra. Every little bit counts after all."

"Anyways, do you have the specific date in mind Anzo? I can not exactly focus in on the specific date without knowledge of what I am looking for." She'd offer her left hand to him, one of the dice in her palm while the other having been moved to her right hand. "Once I know the date and you are ready, take my hand."

---

181.5/185 CP
Negative Sensory; Passive
Sensing Technique; -0.5 CP
181/185 CP

185/185 CP - Hyperion Battery (1/20)
Volens Memoria x2; -30 CP (Crystal Dice)
155/185 CP

Hanabi would look to the two, the terms they would use would be out of her knowledge and so she would formally take a step back, allowing Diana to focus on Anzo, considering that she had given Diana explicit access to her mind, she would wait for her turn, unaware of how long it would take. Her eyes would occasionally fall on Anzo, her eyebrow lifting for a moment but then moving her head away, avoiding eye contact, primarily looking about the streets and the compound that remained close by. Hanabi would take the crystal if offered however and kinda look at it, wondering how something like this was possible. Her mind would wander for a bit while Anzo and Diana would speak to each other, Hanabi waiting patiently for her turn.


As Hanabi drifted into her thoughts, a brief gust of wind picked up, her hair flowing a bit harshly in the same direction it blew. Her eyes turned back when they were finally done and when it was Hanabi’s turn, she’d cock her head. “Let me invite both of you to my home. It’s the least I can do for welcoming the Tsuchikage to Konoha. I’m only a mere clansmen of the Uchiha and a Chunin at that, but I’d like to pay my respects to you and offer something for your long travel.” She gave a vibrant smile and moved her head to the side while closing her eyes and handing her palms to Diana. “Please, feel free to take what information you need. I’m currently 20 but the situation didn’t get better until I was 17. So 17 and before should give you enough.” She opened her eyes that looked a bit sullen in which she looked to Anzo and then back to Diana. “However, if you’d like…—“ She would get close to Diana and whisper in her ear a particular date and then leaning back, giving her a nod of affirmation.

Anzo is actually quite taken aback that Diana had been referring to the simple military ration pills, a set of tools he himself did not find all that useful even compared to the remarkably more dangerous tri-colored pills that the Akimichi clan was known to be extremely proficient with in combat. In all honesty, he knew why the tri-color pills might not be used more often, but he had no basis for even knowing why the military ration pills weren't more widespread in their use, save for the reason he himself might give...

"I am afraid I don't know a reason why others don't use them... As for myself, I rarely use them because their price is quite high at 10,000 ryo for their effectiveness of only providing a comparatively minor return of chakra..."

In all honesty, Anzo is just a little distracted by Hanabi looking at him occasionally, and from the corner of his vision, he thinks he can see her making a somewhat odd face, but whenever one of his eyes flicks towards her from behind his sunglasses, she's already looking away from him again.

"In any case... Despite their damaging side effects, the tri-color pills of Konoha are rather more effective for their price. For 10,000 ryo for twenty military ration pills, you can regain some chakra back, or for 50,000 ryo you can have three pills that greatly improve your body's physical capabilities while also temporarily improving the chakra your body makes. At least in Konoha, where the tri-color pills are also available, there's little reason for purchasing the military ration pills... I cannot speak for any other villages, however."

In case Diana worries that this means he's going back on her offer of military ration pills in return for some of their memories, he makes his intentions clear.

"It's not for the ration pills I'm giving you access to my memory anyway. You stated it was for the purpose of the preservation of history for the future, and that is a noble enough goal for me, so long as I get a little bit of history, as well."

Now that they've reached Hanabi's home, he realizes for the first time that he's never been invited into where she lives. His step falters for a moment, but he follows Diana inside, anyways. He lets Hanabi go first, as she seemed interested in very nearly telling Diana her life story, and he notices her glancing at him, perking his interest as his eyes, behind his sunglasses, meet with hers straight through the golden lenses. She might have a bright and cherry smile, but her life has clearly been an overcast one, even more gloomy than his own. He'd never known his parents at all, but they hadn't abandoned him or left him to a den of snakes.

Diana would indeed offer one of the little crystal memory dice to Hanabi, who would feel the static memory inside just by holding it. Diana still only had a small idea as to how the whole process worked given under normal circumstances Korikane crystals couldn't hold energy, however she did understand a small bit of Onmyōton was involved, which make it tougher to parse the exact mechanics.

Hearing Anzo's thoughts on both types of pills was insightful, if a bit wrong given she had just bought two pack of 20 military pills for 10,000 (250 per pill, that's a steal of a deal!), not the 30,000 that they had just stated. It was tempting to correct, but she'd debate staying silent on it. Perhaps he was being cheated out of money, or maybe they just overpaid in the past.

No, she couldn't be silent on it. It was just to odd of a thing not to point out. "I do not know where you are buying the standard Military Ration pill Anzo, but the ones I just bought are 5,000 for a pack of twenty; the same price we have in Iwagakure."

Lowering her hand, it appeared to her Anzo didn't appear ready for her to look through his mind, at least out in the open seeing as he didn't take her hand nor tell her the specific date he wish for her to look at. "And do not worry Mister Anzo. The ration pills, alongside these crystal dice are just a bonus, separate from the memory preservation. You will have a memory of mine once I receive one of yours."

Perhaps Anzo needed a second demonstration through Hanabi. As Hanabi offered her hands, Diana would listen in to the date and give a nod in response to Hanabi's own. "Very well." Her dojutsu activating, Diana would take Hanabi's right hand and spend three seconds before two crystals that looked like golden 3 tomoe sharingan spheres would form in her left; the first one holding the memory of the date stated, and the second that of Hanabi's entire life story up to this point (Hanabi had offered, who was she to say no?). She'd take a moment to pocket the crystal not-sharingans and process what she had saw before preforming the same process of holding her right wrist to make a third crystal, this one a small clear sphere forming in Hanabi & Diana's clasped hand.

"And there is a piece of my memory. Please treat it well."

---

181/185 CP
Negative Sensory; Passive
Sensing Technique; -0.5 CP
180.5/185 CP

155/185 CP - Hyperion Battery (2/20)
Volens Memoria x3; -45 CP (Hanabi)
110/185 CP

(Holding off on stating what memory Diana gave Hanabi as I'm not sure what the date/memory Hanabi offered up in the whisper yet.)

Hanabi chuckled with Diana’s response to Anzo, still surprised that a Kage could act not so formal around mere lower ranked Shinobi. She’d allow Diana to take her memory, allowing her to process what Hanabi thought was the day she found out her father died. In Hanabi’s memory, she had put on a facade, her mother pulling her aside and letting her know her father had passed away, due to his selfish reasoning. Hanabi cried and cried throughout the night yet… her memory didn’t mesh together with the next thing that happened. As Diana would extract the memory, she would wince, grunting softly, flashes of her memory went by through her mind, warping away, echoes of screams playing through her head. When Diana was done, she’d exhale, faltering back, holding her head, breathing heavily. A gruesome memory had been pulled from her head in which Hanabi hadn’t seen or knew about, still only remembering the easier and nicer memory.


Hanabi would be given the memory and told you keep it safe, nodding softly, still confused as to what Diana had pulled. “Do we crush it or..?” She’d ask, simply looking at it before placing it in her pocket and glancing to Anzo before continuing to the door of her home. That’s where Diana would probably finish the memory swap with Anzo and herself, opening the door and inviting them in. A simple couch with a tv and dining room table within the living room. Hardwood floors covered the ground in a deep ebony color. The walls an almost bluish undertones off white with a sliding door in the middle of the wall at the opposite side of the room. On the right laid the couch, left being the tv and the middle being the coffee table. To the immediate left of them as they walked in would be the small yet spacious kitchen. Along the same wall the door is on, in order, left to right, would be the fridge, counters, a sink, stove and one more counter before a pantry that would sit at the end of the wall, touching the adjacent one. The adjacent wall would extend out before turning left, making a hall way to a room at the end and another on the right.

If Anzo is incensed at the correction, he doesn't show it, not even within his emotions. He didn't consider the fact that they were sold in bottles of 20 and he'd never had a need for them. It was likely an assumption he'd made, having heard that taking more than three in a short period was sure to cause serious damage, and had merely expected them to be sold in such quantities; it was a foolish assumption to make, and not one he'd make again. Regardless, it was still likely due to the fact that regaining such a small amount of chakra in the middle of a fight wasn't particularly effective. In any case, he wouldn't continue the conversation in that vein. Instead, he redirects to a topic he knows Diana is far more directly interested in.

"The date in memory is the 8th day of the 6th month of 930 AS."

He decides it would be a waste of time to tell her why he'd chosen that date in particular when she was going to be the one seeing that memory herself in only a few moments. Anzo pulls the glove off his left hand as they're ushered into Hanabi's room, led by the Uchiha herself. He feels a desire to comfort her after she seems to be reliving less of a memory and something more akin to a nightmare, until she perks right back up again, even giving them a smile and a drink. Anzo doesn't take his just yet, as he instead offers his hands for Diana to take; he's even careful to warn away his Kikaichu, and Diana can likely see the beetles moving up his arms, starting from his wrists and sliding all the way up to his shoulders, ensuring they won't interfere or interrupt, either intentionally or not, with the Tsuchikage delving into his memory.

Once she's in his memory, she'll be able to watch as he's prepared for his parasitic insect host ceremony, though the memory even instills the sensation that Anzo knows that the ceremony is a bit unorthodox, because normally the Aburame's own parents are involved, but Anzo has nobody to stand with him like the other children. It is revealed to Anzo in this very memory that his parents he thought he'd been growing up with were not in fact his birth parents. Neither were they directly related to him. It was on this date in Anzo's memory that he was told that his parents had died in a war between the fierce rival doujutsu clans of Konoha, the Hyuuga and the Uchiha, in 908 AS. They had been enticed by the promise of payment, so although the Aburame as a whole had not directly involved themselves in the clan war, both of his parents had, and so instead of dying in their old age surrounded by family and friends, they had died surrounded by the bodies of dead shinobi, none of them truly friends, but only fellow warriors, some fighting for vainglory, and some like them, fighting only to fill their pockets.

Thankfully, no further secrets of the Aburame clan would be revealed for that day, and certainly not for that clan specific ritual. Anzo had been put into an entirety unconscious state for the host ceremony that fused an Aburame with their insects, and so with no memory of the clan ritual to experience, the memory of that day would simply come to a close.

Even after experiencing that memory directly through proxy, Anzo recalled the sense of betrayal, and the burning need for revenge, but now both emotions were instantly snuffed, turned cold by Anzo's now more mature outlook on what had happened to his parents. Now he rolled around the crystal memory die in his hand, just a little. It somehow felt heavier to him, though to what degree, he couldn't say. Only now did he accept the offered drink, gulping it down rapidly before setting the glass back down on the table.

The air felt sombre to him, and so he gazes up at Hanabi and raises one of his eyebrows above his golden shades.

"Does that offer of a stay also extend to me, Princess? I must say, that is quite forward an offer after we'd only gone on a few missions together, but I'm not so foolish as to deny such an offer from such a lovely lady."

"I doubt you could crush them without assistance or jutsu Miss Hanabi, but the answer is no. You only need to hold and focus on the crystal and you will be able to view the memory."

Still pondering what she had seen within Hanabi's memories and the two memories she gave the Uchiha, she'd turn and grasp Anzo's hand, nodding as he spoke the date. Diana's dojutsu would seemingly give a soft glow once more as she would begin viewing the memory Anzo wished for her to see in its entirety. Knowing this took place the same year Iwa & Suna fell apart was interesting, but it didn't pull her away from her work. Like before, she'd produce two crystals; the first one was not made in her hand three seconds in, but instead made instantly the moment she made skin contact with Anzo. This one was a small, simple crystal marble that held all of Anzo's memories, hidden right in between her bosom. Diana's basic under armor, general clothing, and natural coordination would keep it's creation from being visible as she acted like nothing had happened, certain her creation would go unnoticed as she hadn't sensed either one's chakra dip down to indicate any forms of sensory. The second marble however, would appear like Hanabi's, a crystal in the shape of a Kikaichu in Diana's left hand forming after 3 seconds.

Once the crystal bug was formed, she couldn't help but chuckle. "Shishishi, you are a bold one Aburame Anzo, I will give you that. I would say it is a shame that I could not see the entire day, but I can assume why." She'd let go of his hand, making direct eye contact as she gave him a cheeky smile while mentally noting the brief flash of emotions Anzo had felt. "Though not needing to give up one of my own clan's jutsu is a boon."

Letting go of Anzo's hand, Diana would produce a new marble in the same manner she had shown the two Konoha Shinobi, this one containing her perspective of when she had taken up the position of Rokudaime Tsuchikage. The only part of the memory that was not included was inside Iwagakure's Vault; the memory instead cutting to a static memory of Diana in a mirror shaking her finger in a 'no no' position for a second, then cutting back to when she had left the vault, the remainder of the memory being her talking with Iwagakure's citizens on where the most critical work needed to be directed to first to rebuild Iwa. She'd then hand the crystal marble of her coronation to Anzo before following Hanabi inside.

Once inside Diana would take several seconds to look around before locking her sight to the two sheathed swords. "Miss Hanabi, are these what I believe they are, and if so, how did you manage to get them..?"

---

180.5/185 CP
Negative Sensory; Passive
Sensing Technique; -0.5 CP
180/185 CP

110/185 CP - Hyperion Battery (3/20)
Volens Memoria x3; -45 CP (Anzo)
65/185 CP

Hanabi would raise an eyebrow to Diana and then glance back to the swords while simultaneously grabbing an apple off of her counter and chucking it to Anzo at B coordination, all while keeping her eyes upon Diana. “Not like that. However, the swords in question, a…” Her eyebrow would raise as her eyes would roll to the side and then up as she thought about it. “Someone close and personal to me had retrieved them from a mission and so he gave them to me as a gift. I am the only Kenjutsu user besides our Hokage and I believe Kimiko.” She would state, trying not to give much information out as she didn’t know if it was confidential or not. “Why do you ask?” She’d ask while picking up an apple and taking a bite out of it, it’s skin breaking and a satisfying crunch would be heard as she bit down, signifying a ripe and juicy apple. Hanabi would excuse herself momentarily to leave the room and get changed, leaving the two alone for a few good minutes before returning, and looking between the two. She had changed into some spandex shorts and a tank top that would have a low arm hole, accompanied under with a sports bra so nothing too revealing was given to the two. Her hair was placed in a messy bun and she would yawn to signify a tiring day in which she may need to retire soon.


“Like I said, you are more than welcomed to stay within my home until you have your own residence to stay in.” She would give a smile before walking over to the table and picking up the swords and handing them to Diana. “Here. If you’d like, you can take a look at them as well. Just place them back down when you’re done.” She would have picked up the swords with gentle care, obviously careful and almost fearful of breaking them. They were strong but because of how she came in possession of them made it even more sincere to her.

Anzo is almost a bit worried when the Tsuchikage calls him "bold"; that was usually something of a precursor for a charge of contempt, and although he wasn't a citizen of Iwagakure, it might be very bad for political diplomacy. Still, he wasn't about to give any huge secrets to a foreign national, even and maybe especially if that foreign national was a kage. Still, when she was giving him a memory of her own coronation, he's not surprised that she leaves out some of her memory in order to hide Iwagakure's secrets. But... there's a pretty big difference in the way that their memories are exchanged, in that the memory he's given her legitimately lacks any possibility of knowing how to create an Aburame host. Her memory, however, did in fact include the secrets of Iwagakure, she'd simply replaced that memory with an odd sight of her wagging her finger, as though he'd been a bad boy for expecting to just receive such secrets. Thus were the memories exchanged somewhat close to being even.

Anzo quickly pockets the crystal, but is already thinking about methods he might try to use in order to circumvent the changed memory, perhaps moving the figure of her chastisement to another part of the memory. He didn't know if it would work, but he would put those thoughts aside for now. He could do that on his own time, when Hanabi isn't having her own conversation with the Tsuchikage.

The Aburame is almost a little hurt when Hanabi reacts to his completely innocent flirting by throwing an apple at him with the intention of causing some pain. Luckily, his own masterful Coordination is capable of reacting almost faster than his own eye can track, catching the apple before it can reach his face. He takes a bite of the apple while he keeps a very close eye on Diana when Hanabi offers the two treasures to the Tsuchikage, however. He doesn't focus too much on Hanabi's wardrobe change when she returns, either. Although more of her skin is exposed, he's already seen the scars covering her body, and so he has no inclination to stare, despite some less civilized part of his brain is demanding that he at least glance over at her hazel-colored skin. In the back of his mind, he wondered if the darker pigmentation was maybe due to her supposed dual heritage with the Inuzuka clan- and the focus shifts instantly back to Diana before parts of his body besides his eyes could react to Hanabi's clothing. She's clearly getting ready for bed, which is a sign for them to leave or invoke their decision to stay the night.

Diana did not break eye contact with the swords as she listened to Hanabi's explanation. She hadn't taken a deep look into Hanabi's memories at the time outside of what she might expect from the Uchiha, but now...well seeing Kumogakure's Weaknessless Soaring Shortswords was a concern for her. Before, she had felt a little guilty in pulling all of Anzo's memories instead of just the one she asked for (how could she pass up an opportunity to learn something that could defend herself from Tadara Kamizuru if he were to get uppity?), but now that lingering feeling was gone. Kumogakure, even after Raijin's attacks were still allies with Iwagakure in her mind. Hanabi didn't seem to know their history, but it was something she'd need to talk to the Hokage about.

"I am aware of one of the previous holders of these swords were and the legacy they have attached to them; rumor has it that if you combine these with a few other artifacts, you may be able to gain great power." She'd shake her head. "But I can tell you more about what I know of their history at a later date."

Still looking at the swords, she'd sense Hanabi step into the other room, leaving her with Anzo for a few minutes where she'd mutter under her breath during the interim. "At least they are in the care of someone who has a good nature." Once Hanabi returned and handed her the swords, she'd take a moment to get a feel for them. She could just abandon her goal to look through Nyguyen Uchiha's memories and learn why he had done what he did, but she was already walking on thin ice by coming unannounced. No, she didn't need a third Konohagakure takeover occur to Iwagakure. Looking into the Farfour Accords, the Kage Summit, & The Society came first.

Setting the swords back after admiring their craftsmanship, she'd turn to look at the two. "I should probably get some rest. Traveling can take a lot out of a person, and I would like to make sure I am prepared for the coming days ahead."

{Attempted Exit}

---

180/185 CP
Negative Sensory; Passive
Sensing Technique; -0.5 CP
179.5/185 CP

65/185 CP - Hyperion Battery (3/20, Idle)