Kuronotsurugi wanted to put as much space as possible between them and the area in which they’d just left. He knew that no doubt now the targets in their mission would be keeping a close eye on the spot after finding the girl laying there apparently asleep, he and Hikari would have to keep their own eyes open and watching for enemies, and to find a new spot to set up their rest spot. Hopefully she too thought now that they had the girl taking orders from them, and a source of valuable information coming through, that the mission they were on would indeed much shorter.<br/><br/>As he bound from one tree branch to another, his eyes focused ahead, his face entirely blank, it hid the fact that his mind was reeling. He’d seen her eyes that split second when they’d passed mid –air, with him coming down from the branch to place the Genjutsu on the girl, and her taking up his post in the tree. They were different, unlike any Dojutsu he’d ever seen before. Was it some new kind of ocular jutsu? Something unique? The only one’s he’d the knowledge of were the main ones, Sharingan, Byakugan, and Rinnegan. So…what was up with that purple glow? It was indeed rather interesting, and something about it bugged him…he didn’t know the story of it, the powers it held, and from what he’d gathered before hand, from taking glances at her while she’d dealt with the girl, was that it was capable of obtaining information from another person without physically harming them. But there had to be more than that to it…<br/><br/>Which made him think…had she seen anything from him? If so, what had she seen? He couldn’t afford for the female Shinobi to be seeing in to any of his plans, that wouldn’t be good at all. He’d have to start maintaining a wall around his mind, something he’d been taught to do by his old sensei when he was younger, and had been picked on for being different. He’d been taught to block out the words, to withdraw in to his mind, and create a wall around himself, not a physical one, but a mental one. And even then, the words shouted at him would not penetrate, and no one could get in. If he were to make it strong enough, not even the most powerful mental intrusions could penetrate, and he’d be safe. He hoped she wasn’t going to think of picking his brain when he wasn’t aware, but to be on the safe side, for a moment, he takes a deep breath, and wills the steel wall he’d forged over the years to create a sort of ‘mental barrier’ around his mind, no one could get in, ocular or not.<br/><br/>They keep going for another twenty minutes, though not as fast as they were before. When he comes to a stop, this time it was in an extremely large tree that was at least the width combining of five of the normal sized ones, and even those were mammoths. Some spots in the branches were wide enough to lay on, and there was a medium sized hole that led into a emptied out section of the trunk, perfect for hiding inside of. Looking around, he knew they were even farther from the village than before, but that was for the best. They didn’t want anyone catching sight of them.<br/><br/>~<br/><br/>Why did it feel like she was swaying in a boat down a stream? What was going on? Her consciousness slowly began to surface, and she realized that what she was being held in wasn’t a boat, but someone’s arms. But who’s arms? Her brows press together, and a certain scent reaches her nose…wait…this was…Slowly opening her eyes, she was shocked to see that it was Arashi carrying her through the trees. A faint pale red forms on her cheeks, matching the color of her hair. Arashi…was carrying her…this was like a dream come true…Ever since he’d come to the village those years ago, she’d admired him, watching him from the distance, staying to the shadows, too shy to say anything, afraid he’d push her away like everyone else had. But the day came, not too long ago, when he chose for her to be on his team with him, along with Moguzo. She’d yet to ask him why, why he chose her, and not someone stronger? Those few years, had he noticed her?<br/><br/>As much as she wanted to remain in his arms, she knew it would be rude to make him carry her now that she was awake. “Arashi. I’m okay, I can stand…” She says, looking at his face. To be honest, all she wanted to do was to be carried by him always, the only person whom she truly cared what they thought of her. Second to that was Orochimaru, who had given her a second chance at life, and made her feel like she was useful.