More sources of chakra could be picked up on, and after a few moments pass, a man he recognized as the Hidden Grass village's leader appears, coming to a stop right under the very tree he was concealing himself in. Flanking him were six shinobi, no doubt Anbu level, or at least Jonin. Deactivating his Byakugan, he switches over to Sharingan, his eyes narrowed, a frown on his lips. Silently he unsheathes one of the swords he was carrying, firmly holding it in the palm of his hand. His breathing was silent, and he conceals his chakra, so it would be impossible to detect. He couldn't help but wonder what in the world was going on.<br/><br/>However, it wasn't long before his questions were to be answered. This was the big break they were searching for during this mission. What everything that was going on meant. The two sources of chakra emerge, showing the male and female from the night before, the red headed female in which they had gotten intelligence from seeming a bit more confident in the way she walked, and the appearance in her eyes. It was a good thing he'd taken precautions and moved up further in the tree to avoid notice, because he could feel the tension from where he was, and no doubt something was going to happen, and not in the favor of the Grass Shinobi.<br/><br/>The two individuals approach the group, and the male greets the leader. There...there was the answer. So, the hidden grass were supporting Orochimaru. But the way that the male was talking...it seemed like he was hiding some sort of threat in those non-lethal words. Silently, he observed, not really taking sides in the matter, content with sitting back and letting the ones on the ground continue. Just what was going to happen?<br/><br/>A big smile forms on Sen's face, her eyes lighting up when Arashi spoke to her, saying that he would hold her to her word, a light and warm feeling forming in her chest when he told her that he knew she wouldn't let him down. "Right!" She could almost jump for joy after seeing that small smile, her heart flip flopping in her chest, but she keeps her composure, not wanting to appear as an idiot. That would just be embarrassing. Exiting the village, they walk through the forest, and it wasn't long before they arrive at the spot from the other night, where a group of men were standing, waiting for them. Her face had already set to a blank expression, and she comes to a stop as Arashi did too.<br/><br/>Sen stood by Arashi's side as they were in front of the men of the hidden grass, silent, but observing what was going on. There was something lethal about her presence, like a snake in the grass, hidden from view but ready to strike at a moment's notice. Though the greeting was short, and the appearance that Arashi gave off at that point, she could tell that he was dead serious.<br/><br/>The leader gets a cocky grin, and shakes his head, his hands out to his sides, palms up. "You see, that's what I'm afraid of. I'm going to have to say that the risk of being flushed out by any REAL shinobi villages is far greater the risk than I'm willing to take. You'll have to give Orochimaru my apologies, because it's not worth-" He wasn't able to finish his sentence because in the blink of an eye Sen had slipped past the guards, and was right up close to him, one of her fans open and the edge placed against the underside of his chin. The fan actually had a blade on the outer edge of it, and this razor thin sharpness cut the skin of the man slightly, so that a line of red could be seen forming, a drop of blood slipping down on to the fan.<br/><br/>There was a darkened look to her face, and her eyes were deadly. No sense of uneasiness could be felt from her like all the other times, she was steadfast. "Are you trying to say you're defecting? Do you know what happens to people who defy Lord Orochimaru?" She slowly draws the blade along his skin, pushing deeper, cutting more. "They get erased." Her voice did not hold any fear, in fact it was cold, unfeeling, and had a slight sound of venom to it. "Arashi...what should we do? Give him a chance to redeem himself...or annihilate the contract?"