The sun cast its golden shadow down a small valley, approximately five kilometers southwest of the village. Despite its proximity, it was well hidden by a high ridge and a swarm of trees. Most ninja would pass over it without thinking and the Kaijin weren't interested in scouring the countryside just yet. So when Kijo broke the tree line and landed in its midst, he was sure no one would see him. Only one other person knew to meet him here and she wouldn't compromise it at all.

He wasn't alone today though, in a sense. On his shoulder, he carried the body of a dead Kaijin captain. Leaning over some, he let it slip down his arm to the ground. Dead weight was the worst. At least if he'd been alive, he might not have had to carry him the entire way. No matter, it'd be easier to get what he wanted from him this way. Taking a quick check around again, Kijo preformed the hand seals for his water clone jutsu. Combined with his doppleganger jutsu, the two made a semi-real body that could be used for a variety of things. However, more often than not, it ended up as a vessel for his "second personality".

"Okay, its clear..." he muttered, telling the other inhabitant of his body as he, himself, checked the area again. The clone body that rose from the nearby stream began to change, smoothing and curving itself to the right proportions. In a matter of minutes, it took the shape of a voluptuous woman in skimpy garb. As she put the finishing touches on her body, her arms stretched out as if they'd been tense for while. She laughed her usual " i'm free again" cackle before smirking at her host. She began to approach him when he glared at her and pointed at the body. " not now, him first." he demanded, ever so resistant to her feminine charms.

She sighed and shrugged with her eyes closed, replying "As you wish...". She approached the corpse leaning up against a particularly smooth boulder, kneeling when she was close enough. Her hand reached out and went into his mouth eerily. Her eyes closed and for a second, her watery body shimmered. A few moments of quiet and then she spoke " alright, i'm in...".

A strained hand placed itself on a rock outside of the enthrallment of folage. The slender finger pressing down on it as she had informed her commanders that she would be taking a time of training. She had worked beyond the normal training regiment of the Kaijin due to her talents so she was allowed seclusion within nature. He had tainted her hands to hide within the Kaijin and she had killed many that she shouldn't have. This had cut a deep gash in her psyche. The blood that drown her dreams seemed to course through her veins searing hot, for she had awoken many times to their screams in a moist cold sweat.

Her cousin Kijomaru was someone that she had sacrificed a lot to save. Her family knew that this would be the only proper way to guarantee survival. The girl of about 16 came from her perch and stood looking down on the woods. Her memories flashing frightening to the time just before re-entering the village. The one who had set them on their path now leaving them and Kijomaru to her still seemed unsettled.

The times before them were trying getting him into the Kaijin was a headache in itself, which Kijomaru was able to weather. They were split from each other but this had been a staging point set by the clanchildren long ago. Something that had not been used in centuries.

He long sable locks were adhered to the back of her head in a bun. This was something of her post as of now. She was a secretary of sorts. Insuring information was properly kept and with this she got to see many secrets. Kijomaru had explained to her that he had something to show him and she was rather precautious. Anything that he would have learned post his training would be something the Kaijin would have most likely found out about.

She made her way skillfully towards the greenery in an rather optimistic manner since she "had the day off". He position allowed her these privileges. When she came around the corner to find Kijomaru-kun with some... slut! How dare he bring someone outside the family to this place! Who was this person?

In reaction she drew her open, a tanto. Something she had gotten used to in her time of espionage within the Kaijin. SHe would strike her down if Kijomaru-kun did not produce a proper answer.

"Kijo-kun... Who is this...?"

If it weren't for his cousin's voice, Kijo would have thrown a pair of kunai into the trespasser's neck. Instead, he barely even looked up from where Nami was "working". She'd called him "Kijo-kun" and she was the only one left who called him that. She only called him that when it was only the two of them. He'd know in a heartbeat if she was an imposter or not, hence his lack of a reaction. If there were ever a time though, he wouldn't hesitate...

Hearing her question, it was Nami who spoke up first. " Please be quiet for a moment." she demanded, her forearm nearly down the guy's throat now. She seemed to ignore the fact that Kiyone was on the verge of stabbing her, as did Kijo.

Kijo then answered simply, " This is Nami, she's my....friend" He'd forgotten to explain to his cousin how he now was a body for two. How he now had a woman living with him in his own skin and he could conjure her out if he so pleased. Not that he enjoyed letting Nami out, but it was tough enough just being him. It didn't get any easier though as her advances were no longer mental, but physical at those times...Coming back to his main dilemna, Kiyone didn't know who or what Nami was, or that she'd been with Kijo the entire time they'd been back. He'd probably have to explain that to her in a few seconds.

Her fingers gripped the weapon more intensely but she did lower it. As her gait moved her slowly into where the other two were she found her face flushed red with aggravation. Who was this person and where did Kijo-kun become involved with such a precarious woman. There was a slight air around Kiyone that lingered with her anger. Her arms crossed under her breasts and were crossed tightly.

She did not like this woman and she had not noticed yet what she was doing. She would be in more shock if she noticed that she was infiltrating the corpse against the tree, which she had not noticed herself either due to the fact of her outrage at the woman Kijo-kun was spending time with.

"This is your friend? Where did you meet this woman?"

Kiyone snapped and hissed properly with the idea that her beloved cousin was spending time in the company of another. She didn't like it one bit. With mere seconds between her and attacking the woman if she should any aggressive tones. There was a lot of anger in the air between Kiyone and her. If Kijomaru did not cool the situation things could get bad.

It was lucky Nami's attention was elsewhere, otherwise the situation would have exploded by now. Instead of making her usual lewd advances on Kijo, she kept to what she was doing and only restated her earlier request " Please, stay quiet!". What she was doing required the utmost focus and outside noise threw it off, especially voices. As much as she liked to jump in and worsen Kijo's predicament, her duty was to the task at hand, first.

Even though he wasn't afraid, Kiyone's aura was beginning to overwhelm him. As a precaution, he took a step back, but positioned himself between her and the working Nami. " It's okay, i....met her in the forest, she's an ally." as he said it, his hands came up in a "calm down" gesture. He wasn't sure if what he said would persuade her, but he wasn't too good at negotiation. Especially this case, where his almost-jounin cousin was in a fit of female rage. He was hoping the situation didn't escalate, at least until Nami finished.

Speaking of which, Nami's arm was nearly all the way in the man's mouth. With her eyes closed continued to work her obscene technique. "quick, get me the map scroll..." prompting Kijo to get it.

Kiyone thoroughly frustrated, now forced to wait quietly for her cousin to finish with this... this whore! She was not going to have this, now with her involved she would have be silenced someway. Kill her? No, too risky, would leave a trail and piss Kijomaru-kun off. She didn't want him mad at her but she didn't want that woman around either. She was a nuisance, and being so rude to both her and Kijomaru-kun was unacceptable.

"Hmph"

Kiyone pursed her lips and blew out her cheeks in anger while crossing her arms. She wanted to know what this woman was good for anyways, and what the hell was she doing to that body. Kiyone ground her heels into the dirt while rocking back and forth slightly in an attempt to get a little better view without Kijomaru-kun noticing.

The body was another thing, it was Kaijin. It wouldn't go that unnoticed. Body counts were a common thing, if one of their shinobi's bodies were missing they would have people searching for it. This was still not a good situation for either of them at all.