Kiyoko Kiyagame lounged lazily in a tree, looking over the rolling hills below her. In the distance, she could see her former homeland, the Village Hidden in the Smoke. In the 3 short years since her departure from that godforsaken village, Kiyoko had truly learned what the word suffer meant. She now donned the black and red robes that announced her as a member of the Akatsuki, with a cold and cruel personality to match. But now was no time for reminiscing, no, she had a mission in mind. One that didn't involve her twin from before. "Find the Rinnegan....All I know now is that it's a female. The only question is who? This is going to take some undercover work. Or some persuading..." Holding her head high, Kiyoko leapt down from the tree to another one, springing forward from branch to branch. Yes, she would find the Rinnegan.
Even if she had to kill anyone who crossed her path do to so, including her sister. "That power will be mine, I swear it!" Kiyoko made an especially powerful leap, landing a little too roughly on a weak branch, creating a splinter that split the wood in two. Within seconds, Kiyoko was falling, though not worried. With a quiet sigh, she unsheathed her Katana and struck out, digging it deep into the nearest tree trunk. A quiet hiss flew past her delicate lips as the motion jarred her arm, though she didn't let go. She simply swung herself around the trunk onto the nearest branch, fluidly pulling out her katana and landing. "Hmph. Seems like I'm out of touch with my old stomping ground." Kiyoko sheathed the katana once more and went back to her leaping, keeping her eyes out for any intrusion. "Biyakugan..." The whisper, accompanied with a handsign, activated the ages old power. "I don't see anyone." Though this relaxed her a little, she forced herself to remember that her Biyakugan could not see everything.
Everything had a blind spot.
"Keiko!" At the sound of her name, Keiko Kiyagame turned, a smile on her face. "Yes Mr. Masisho?" Mr. Masisho was her landlord, a nice elderly man. "Where are you off to this fine morning? More training to do?" "You got it!" "Well then could you do me a favor?" The old man offered a small smile. Keiko knew that he hated to ask for help. His arthritis must have really been bugging him, or he would have done whatever it was himself. "Sure Mr. Masisho, what is it?" Keiko strolled closer to the old man, her smile unphased. "Could you pick me up a few groceries on the way back this evening? Along with some paint for the house? I was planning on repainting it this weekend." "Of course. Don't worry about the paint though, I chipped it myself before during that fight with the rouge last week. I'll repaint it myself." "But Kei-" "No buts Sir. Can I have your list?" Defeated but grinning, the old man handed over his shopping list and gestured for Keiko to lean down to his height. She did so, so he ruffled her hair and laughed. "Don't hurt yourself little missy."
The thought brought a giggle from Keiko. "Don't worry Masisho! I'll be careful!" The girl set off down the street, the training field in her mind. It was time once again for her to train with Kage. True, she could always teleport to the training field, but walking was healthier, and she liked the chance to say hello to others. Her sister had never liked it. "Kiyoko...." Keiko whispered the lost teen's name as a gust of wind blew past her, feeling quiet suddenly. She missed her sister so much it hurt sometimes. For 14 years she had been a rolemodel, a best friend. She had hoped to someday become an Anbu with her. But now she was gone, now rumored to be a member of the Akatsuki. "But that's why I'm doing this. To bring her back. To make her a part of our family again." Keiko walked faster and faster, until she was sprinting down the street to drive the memories from her head, clearing it of everything but training things.
"Sama! I'm here!" Keiko ran onto the training field, practically skidding to a stop. She had been running nonstop since she had started, waving hellos as fast as she could to those who offered them. The fact that she had beaten Miu there surprised her greatly. After all, Miu was one of the fastest shinobi in the village, despite her age. But back to business. She needed to train. To reach Anbu, no matter how long it took. Then, only then, would she go after her sister.