That damned Bandit, Hunting a Raccon!

So Apparently the Ichibi was smarter then he looked, He had turned himself to sand when Kikato had attempted to Seal him earlier, and had drifted off into the distance, Kikato did not realize it cause he had been knocked out shortly after the battle with the Ichibi, damnable raccoon, well he would not get far away from Kikato, cause when Kikato awoke he could sense the Presence of the Ichibi inside of the sandstorm that he had helped to create, Kikato would dress himself in his Glass Armor, and his Weapons were all sealed inside of his 'Heart' a useful little space pocket that was his alone and was usable only for storage, he had mastered his ability to allow his additional weapons and not just his keyblades, Barefoot he set off into the sandstorm.

The Sandstorm was thicker today then usual, if it wasn't for the goggles he comminshined for his ninja....well not his ninja anymore, he was a free agent, he figured he may take a stroll around the world, but first to handle this pesky beast that got away, then as Kikato grew closer, he could sense it, the swirling mass that was the beast, and Kikato would grow ever closer to it, the time to finishing it was neigh, the yellow eye of Kikato's had yet to form its symbol but he was prepared to if needed.

Roran was unsure when he had wandered into a sandstorm, but apparently it was sometime between hiding from that ravenous bear, and punching that annoying eagle. Animals seemed to hate him, for some reason. Always had, ever since he was a child. In any case, as the storm got even thicker, Roran shielded his eyes from the sand with his forearm, only to unfortunately bump into Kikato, which was amusing in that Roran was a few inches shorter, much scrawnier, and much less healthy-looking. Not his fault, but still true. While Kikato was a full fledged fucking kage, Roran was just a gennin level wanderer, who doubted Kikato would even notice the 5'5" teen bump into him. More than that, he was a very physically weak person by nature, though his mind was sharp as one would imagine, as if some stereotype had suddenly been proven a rule, rather than a very rare example.

Roran was a scrawny boy, around seventeen in age, with... frankly, the weirdest hair anyone had ever seen. Black, red and yellow, all in different sections, all spiked in different ways. It was, to make a long description short, fucking weird. In any case, his choice of clothing was also odd, having a black sleeveless shirt, with a blue jean jacket hanging from his shoulders, giving it an incredible cape-like effect. His pants, however, were leather. Yes, leather fucking pants. Why? No one knew, but somehow he moved as easily in those tight blue pants as anyone did in normal pants. "Sorry, its a pain in the ass to see in this sandstorm."

Kikato had not notice this chakra signature in his sandstorm that bumped into him, but he came from the direction of the Ichibi's Signature, and as the kid spoke the wind carrying the Ichibi seemed to Follow the kid, Kikato would look down ever so slightly to look the kid in the eyes and he offered him a smile, pulling a pair of the Goggles for emergencies out of one of his pockets and hands them to the teen, and Kikato would speak to the boy "Here, these will help you to see, by the way since entering this sandstorm have you noticed anything weird...Possibly something following you?" Kikato did not know if this kid knew or not, but it appeared the Ichibi was picking this kid to be his next Jin, and if anyone knew the Ichibi and its wishes, that would be Kikato, and Kikato was not hurt by this one bit, as a matter a fact, Kikato sadly had no use for the Ichibi, and it was rude to hog the rascal to himself.

After the Teen spoke Kikato would fill him in on what he could sense within the Sandstorm, a massive power and responsibility was calling to this kid, Kikato gave the boy a soft Smirk, and after a moment looked out towards the winds and called out "Show yourself Shukaku, and stop scaring the young man, if your to partner with him, it is only right the two of you should meet".

At that moment the Sand would begin to gather, and stack, getting ever higher and higher, till a massive towering Raccoon, was standing about thirty meters in front of Roran and Kikato, it would be sitting down on its hind quarters, its single tail wagging back and forth almost, blue markings covering it in head to toe, and before he could speak, Kikato would look to the teen "This is Shukaku, The one tailed Beast, Also known as Ichibi, and he wishes for you to be his Jinchuriki, he senses something in you that appeases his nature, now the question lad, do you accept the Ichibi, do you want to be his Jinchuriki and he your Bijuu?" Kikato would tilt his head, sure he thought this may be rather unorthodox, but he was not going to keep the secrets of this beast from the potential Jinchuriki, Kikato would now give the lad Roran his chance to answer everything, and with the favorable answer, Kikato would prepare the sealing ritual.

Roran rubbed the sand out of his eyes, gladly accepting the wondrous goggles from Kikato, and placing them on. They were a big snug, but he would make due. Especially since he no longer needed to hold his arm above his eyes to see. He couldnt help but feel nervous around the man, who outmatched him so obviously. Although it wasnt what he would call fear, Roran would rather not get his ass kicked in the middle of the desert because someone thought it was funny. Roran shook his head of such things, before responding to the man. "I guess? It started just a bit ago and I seemed to be at the epicenter. This sandstorm I mean." 

As Kikato spoke about Ichibi, Roran was tempted to start pounding his head into a wall. Thankfully for his skull, there was no wall nearby. Not only did animals seem to hate his guts, but now he had a bijuu stalker? He was unsure whether that was awesome, hilarious, or creepy. Probably some strange mix of all three. While most would assume Roran was a fearful brat, he really didnt fear much, but the idea of a stalker bigger than any building he had ever seen was not a good feeling. In any case, he had mixed feelings towards his stalker bijuu. What did he want?

Oh. He wanted him to be his jinchuuriki? But... why? Roran was hardly anything special, in his own mind. He was merely a kid who wanted to live. Nothing special. He just did what came naturally, and even then he failed often. Why would anyone, let alone a bijuu, want him as a partner, or whatever? It made no sense to the socially inept Roran. He finally spoke, after Kikato spoke the not-marriage vows. "Sure, but Im not kissing the bride." He was tempted to shout out "FUCK YES", but decided that might not be a good idea, with the bijuu being big enough to step on him and not even notice.

Kikato would motion the teen to get closer to the Ichibi, and once the Teen, Roran, had gotten in range, sand began to build up like a pyramid around Ichibi and Roran, almost as if locking him in a cage with no way out, once the pyramid Finished building around the teen and Shukaku, Seals would begin to form on the outside of the Pyramid and even on the inside, then the Pyramid would begin to shrink, pushing the Ichibi down and closer to the teen, till eventually the Ichibi was being pushed inside of Roran, and the Pyramid Seals would appear on Roran,(Roran's Choice of location) the Layered Imperial Desert Temple jutsu he had only thanks to the kindness of the Ichibi was the very jutsu used to make this union possible, upon the completion of the Seal, the sand Pyramid, now only just big enough to be around Roran would fall apart, rolling down the sides as not to get any more sand then what was on the teen to begin with, as none of His own personal sand was used, none would have to return to the gourd.

Kikato would give the teen a bow and would tell him "Thank you, Shukaku has been a pain in my side ever since he was my bijuu, when he had the opportunity to flee he took it, and to choose someone, well I will be keeping my eye on you for greatness, Shukaku does not choose lightly, this will be a heavy burden, but as long as you take care of him, he will be your best friend, even when your lonely"

In the back of Kikato's head he could hear Lust jumping around and yelling for joy, with the monstrosity out of his head she had plenty of room to stretch and no one to stop her from her endless flirting with Kikato whenever he would pay the inner depths of his mind a visit, but until he would go there, she would now be lonely and Kikato could not help but to chuckle at that, he would then begin to talk to the teen "So Young one, Do you mind telling your name to Kikato who is myself?" Kikato smirked, and would continue "Also where you might be going, so as I could help you on your way through, one could say I know this sandstorm rather well" Kikato would give another chuckled as he waited for the answers to his questions.

Roran followed the instructions given to him by Kikato, being too lazy to type it all out. Roran was surprised at the lack of pain, given he had just had a giant raccoon... thing shoved into his body, the seal appearing on his neck, as if barbed wire had been wrapped around it. "Im Roran Rhys" Although his full title was infinitely longer, he always preferred informality. Being formal was boring and distant, neither of which he enjoyed. While he was seemingly distant from people, it was mostly due to his inability to act socially normal, which isolated him from his peers. In any case, Roran shrugged at the last question. "I was just wandering, hoping to come into a town or something. Couldve sworn I was in a forest a moment ago..." Which was odd, considering the nearest forest was at least fifteen miles away. "Anyway, I was thinking of heading towards Tanzaku Town, in Fire Country." He had planned to take a small semi-vacation there, after all.

Kikato would lead the teen out of the Sandstorm and closest to the forest as possible and told him "That way is to the Land of Fire, but last I heard Tanzaku was abandoned and Konoha was formed, but who knows the goodies you may find" Kikato would step back into the sand waving "It was nice to meet you Roran, I hope we meet again some day, have a safe journey" and with that he would turn around after the kid was out of site and took off for the village , returning there once more, the worries of Shukaku off his chest

(Attempted exit, claiming wc, im sure Roran would like his wc, also his new friend Ichibi)

Roran was thankful for both the new voice in his head, and the directions the man, Kikato had given him. Hopefully he could find his way now. Still, why had Tanzaku Town shut down? That made little sense. Oh well, he could always visit Kiri once he found a boat. With that in mind, he walked through the forest, in the exact opposite direction of Kiri, heading unknowingly towards Kumo. Damn Hibiki syndrome.

{Exit}

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