The Gay/happy Ninjas

Oc: Mizu

Mizu had came from a very poor family that died from starvation. He blames his home village, the mist. Mizu has very dark blue eyes and short brown hair and is 6.4 ft. Mizu's favorite colour is light blue and in his free time he likes to daydream or train with his black steel sword that his past lover had made for him. He doesn't talk much but loves to be around people and that leads to part of the reason that he joined the akatsuki besides wanting revenge on his village.

Oc:Shugana

Shugana is a mysterious travelling merchant. He utilizes his charismatic flair to avoid fights as much as possible- due to his kekkei genkai, anyone he feels empathy for will suddenly gain a boost of power. While this can be an advantage to allies, it is also an advantage to opponents. One last thing: Even though he sells a variety of decent weaponry, this man is a junk collector. If he tries to sell that junk to you at an abnormally high price, you should save your money for something else. But who can resist that goatee. 

  Snowflakes drifted about in a calm flurry. It was a lovely December evening, everything was just perfect that day.Mizu stood looking up into the white winter sky. He let out a breath of warm air and exchanged it for the cold crisp air that surrounded him. " Mizu nice to see you here." someone called out from behind him.

It was Deidara. He gazed at Mizu as the wind began to howl telling the two that a storm was approaching. "Hmp. I didn't expect to see you here." said as Mizu looked away from his old friend to stare off into the snowy wind.

Deidara came closer, strolling through piles of snow. Snowflakes decorated his wavy blonde hair. "Is that so? Well I guess you do know that I don't like the cold. Anyway leader Pain sent me to help you capture the 3 tails." Deidara then picked up a pile of snow to form it into a snowball. "Yes... In the heat of battle, I shall display the beauty of magnificent destruction...!"

Mizu looked over at Deidara and raised an eyebrow. "Still in to the art stuff hmm." Mizu queried as he quickly made a giant snowball over the top of Deidara's head without him noticing before dropping it on top of him.

"ACK!!" He shrieked upon having all that snow fall on him. He remained somewhat immobile. His head only sticking out from under the snow. But continued their conversation as if nothing has happened, as if he wasn't under a big pile of snow. "Of course, Mizu. Art is the air that I breathe!"

"Yes yes I know you gave me your speech a hundred times, art is an explosion." Mizu chuckled to himself.

A deep voice came out "I don't think so art is eternal something that lasts forever." Said none other than Sasori.

"Good your here too. Deidara and me would have had trouble with the 3 tails, if it were just us two." Miuz muttered as Deidara had a fit behind them.

Deidara pouted. "Art is only beautiful when you are able to experience it once! Don't tell me a boring, still painting is more elegant than the dazzling fires of chaos!" He babbled for a few minutes before asking. "... Can someone get me out of here?"

Mizu made a quick hand sign that pushed the snow away from Deidara making a path towards the other two men. "Alright where is this 3 tales at." Deidara huffed, while trying to pretend that he was not just suck in a pile of snow.

Deidara stood up from the ground and stretched. "And is it just us three ambushing it?"

"Yep! The 3 tailed jinchuuriki lives in the village before us." Mizu said as he pointed to the direction of the village with his black steel sword.

"Then let's go claim ourselves a beast, eh?" He said as he playfully kicked some snow in Sasori's direction.

   Sasori just made a grunt in response to Deidara act. The 3 men then started to walk towards the village. Soon, the flurries evolved into a blizzard, but the men just continued to track through the snow. It was easy for the men to find the jinchuuriki because of Deidara's clay bird. But it did take them a while to capcher the jinchuuriki and once they had him all that was left of the once beautiful village was now lost in a fire. Deidara held the jinchuuriki in one of his clay birds as they walked back to the akatsuki hideout.