:x: Trust Is A {Hatake} .S.a.c.r.e.d. {Kakashi} Vow :x: .01. :x: Enter: Kobayashi, Sayomi

Name: Kobayashi, Sayomi
(Last Name First, as per Japanese Tradition)

Age: 25

Height: 5' 7"

Weight: 120 lbs.

Basics: I only talk about myself to the people who deserve to know it. Or if I trust the person, which has happened a few times, the most memorable being a girl named Yumi when I was about 18. Three years later, at 21, Yumi died on a mission raging against the Akatsuki. After that occurrence, I got the Kanji for 'Trust' tattooed into my pale shoulder blades, for my deceased friend. I'm an exceptional fighter, thus how I advanced so far in the ninja life. I am skilled in the ways of the Hunting, Tracking, and Medical Nin besides my already high ranking of the strongest Jounin in the Village of the Hidden Mist.

"Mizukage! You're ninja attacked a group of my Genin!" Sarutobi glares ferociously at the man in front of him, dramatically younger than himself. "I will not stand for this!"

The sneaky Kage of the Village of the Hidden Mists smiles nervously. He was a smart man, cunning and sly for someone so widely known. If there was one thing he knew better than to do it was get in a war with the Hidden Leaf Village right after a few of his best ninja were killed. Zabuza and Haku of the Mists, even if they were Nukenin and tried to kill him...

"We're both respectable men amongst our people, let's settle this as civilized rulers would," casually he sits down, leg crossed and fingertips touching, eyes never leaving the old and not-long-for-this-world man. "Surely you don't suggest a war amongst us. Besides they were Missing-Nin after all."

The Hokage Sarutobi stares at him warily. It was true; he hated to get his country in wars. He knew this man was a sneaky one, and in his book people like him was bad news. Besides, the Water Country was a very secretive place, hardly a thing was known about it besides that their ninja's were bloody warriors and that they were strong opponents.

Yes, the Fire Country was the largest of all the other countries, their ninja trained well, and their battles mostly victorious, but Sarutobi had never truly been in an all out war against the Water Country. Frankly, he didn't want to taste their strength firsthand. Finally he comes to his conclusion.

"In return for your rogue ninja's attacking my Genin and their sensei, I want retribution." He states firmly, pipe tightening between his lips.

"What do you suggest Hokage?" The man doesn't remove his hard, emotionless look from the elder before him.

No, the Mizukage was no idiot. The ninja of the Fire Country were strong, and there were many of them, but their skills were lacking when it came to the elite of the elite in his country. Zabuza had been a strong Jounin, and it hurt to lose him since a certain other Jounin had a good control over him. It hardly wasn't fair actually, this Kakashi, as he's called, and his students killing off both the man said before and Haku.

If they were to get in a war, the outcome would be hard to decide. A smart gambler would hold their bets on such a fight. After all, the legendary swordsman did originate from the Village of the Hidden Mist. Of course, this Mizukage still had his secret weapon. The orphan girl...

"I want your strongest Jounin sent to my village until I feel I'm done with him. Then he can return to your village after I think the debts repaid. That way you won't try to fight me."

The Mizukage gapes inwardly, his eyes glaring. "My strongest Jounin?"

"Yes. Is that a problem?" His voice was rough.

Glaring, he replies with his most unwanted answer. "No... it's not. She might enjoy Konohagakure."

"A woman? I require her file."

Mizukage's eye twitches wickedly. "Fine."

The file is immediately drawn up for Sarutobi, much to the dislike of the Mizukage. Skimming over the small packet of papers, the Hokage looks, his wisdom filled eyes locking onto the cocky, irritated Mizukage, his robes of blue askew around his sitting form.

"What a... small file."

"She can be a mystery all her own at times," he smirks. That was one thing he liked about Kobayashi Sayomi, she was a powerful, but all time unknown mystery. No one knew her parents, and her bloodline was a mystery. She was a really sweet girl at one moment, but when she fought... she was unstoppable.

"Alright fine, I want her here by the end of next week." Sarutobi was firm, serious. He was beyond mad that his young Genin had fallen prey to the demon Zabuza, but relieved they'd made it out alive. Kakashi had killed Zabuza for that.

"Yes Hokage." Mizukage doesn't even bow. He could easily have slaughtered the old man without remorse or even a pang of guilt. More like a satisfied smirk. Of course, that would have caused a war, and at the moment, with the death of Zabuza and Haku, he couldn't afford to have even a dozen of his ninja killed.

Leaving, he whisks back to his village...

My body moved lazily, yet swiftly to dodge my attackers barrage of jutsu's. The young Hidden Stone ninja had tried to jump me earlier, to kill off the strongest of the Village of the Hidden Mist. Mistake number one.

But it's what he had done that angered me. You see I was a fan of the well known perverted series known as Come Come Paradise, and it's violent counterpart, Come Come Violence. And this stupid fool had made the mistake of sending a few kunai through my book while I was off to use the bathroom in the woods.

I refused to stand for that. No one ruined my book and lived to tell the tale of it.

"You die now fool." I perform the sign of the tiger, blasting him away with a powerful fire jutsu, causing him to blow up, feeling every bit of the pain radiating through his body. My ocean blue eyes turn golden, like my hair, for the duration of my special jutsu.

I am and always will be a ninja of fire. I live in the Village of the Hidden Mist, yes, but is a traveler. The villages of the sand, stone, grass, and the leaf are my all-time favorites; my fire jutsu's more powerful there. Of course, I could easily wield my mist abilities in my home village, the jutsu's I learned there, along with the rain, waterfall, and cloud villages.

Golden locks swirl around my pale face, a mask covering my lower features. My Mizukage had sent an ANBU member out to find me. I, being ANBU, Jounin, and a Shinobi Hunter, knew the stress of having to search down a single ninja. Of course, being taught in the ways of the Medical, Hunting, and Tracking Nin gave me an advantage on finding who I needed to.

My life has been a mystery to me ever since I was born. Yes, I knew I lived in the Village of the Hidden Mist, buried deep within the Water Country, one of the most secretive of countries. I also knew I was the main fighting force for my wicked little country, and my ex-partner was killed, the one that I could make do practically anything for me. Zabuza, the demon, was one of my partners. He was, as I have to admit my old teammate when we were Genin. A lover, but a rival, we fought like dogs trying to outdo one another. I won every time...

The air thickens around me, and I smell the moisture. The Village of the Hidden Mist was nearby, where I was to meet my Mizukage for an important message. I yawn; having nothing to do since my book was now dead.

The gates to the village open to me, instantly knowing the familiar shining blonde hair. I don't even acknowledge the people that stare at me, used to this. Some kids wave happily, and I sweetly wave back. Children, I loved them, especially if I'd spent time with them like these children.

I see a bookstand, immediately buying the book I once owned. The man smirks at me, his best customer. I take the discount he gives me, leaving soon afterwards. I read the book as I walk, finally arriving at the building of my Mizukage.

What could he possibly want?