Bakuton no Yumi closed her eyes and grinned, letting Kaede embrace her as they walked, "I already told you." She said, her voice husky and tomboyish, "I'm not really one for relaxing." The would-be defector watched them with interest, and then soon enough they were leaving. The two made a provocative pair, both dressed quite scantily. Yumi brought both her hands up to her face as she walked, biting the fingertips of her gloves. She slipped them off, and Kaede paid no mind, until she saw that the woman had...<em>mouths</em>on her palms. She rubbed them together with a wicked grin on her face.<br/><br/>When they turned a corner, the two had only made it a few steps into the alleyway when Yumi slithered out from Kaede's arm, turned, and put her hand upon the Kumo-nin's shoulder, urging her against the wall. She slid her other hand down the top of Kaede's skirt and under her undergarments. Her fingers went for Kaede's balls again, the tongue in her palm flicking and slathering the base of her cock. Yumi's orange eyes flashed upon Kaede's, "You're not the only one with<em>surprises</em>in store." Her other hand lifted up off of the shorter woman's shoulder and went down to her skirt, pulling it down and revealing her cock. It bounced up as soon as the hem slid down her tip, the head poking at Yumi's belly.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>All the names Kakumei wrote down for the known allies in the Bingo Book made sense; other members of the Seven swordsmen- some Jounin of the village. One stood out in particular, a name he did not recognize. Shiro Mengichii, described with only the two words 'Wandering Nin.' In his apartment, he slept peacefully enough. It cleared his mind, but there were still so many unanswered questions... It was no secret that the Seven Swordsmen had a history of... uneasiness with the Mizukage. Hell, with the village at large. The group tended to be divided into some of the most stalwart and honorable men and woman of Kiri... and also some of its more heinous and bloodthristy villains. There were two ways to become a member; to prove yourself in combat by winning the sword of a member or proving the worth of your own blade by defeating a member. The other way was much less self-destructive- by being given the sword of an existing member. Often, the gift-swords would face a number of challengers immediately upon being given the position. It seemed with each generation, the amount of battle-tested swords steadily outnumbered their more peaceful brothers.<br/><br/>He didn't know much about Kitano, or how he earned his place in the enigmatic group. In fact, he was much less of a celebrity than the others... like he was deliberately keeping a low profile. But perhaps it was all just connecting the dots to make for a convenient answer to his conundrum. Given the nature of the swordsmen, they were not often trusted to be a part of the Mizukage's inner circle... But what information could be worth breaking into the Mizukage's residence for? Everyone already had some idea of his plans out at sea. It must have been in the minutia.<br/><br/>Kakumei was greeted at the door by a pleasant Tsukire as usual, "Busy, are we?" She said with a smile, "I didn't expect you back so soon... Come in."