| abstract | - What a hot day, whined the man in his mind as he trudged through the deserted main roads of the Land of Iron; dressed in a long flowing brown robe which billowed as the hot winds whipped it. On his way back from a shinobi conference at the Samurai capital, Densetsu was now regretting not taking a horse drawn carriage back to Konoha; but it was too late at the moment, as there were no stations nearby. Sighing, he continued forward, subconsciously patting the sword that lay slung across his back. Waia hiding behind a tree says to himself "So this is Densetsu." "I can't wait to battle him." Well time to make my move." Waia jumps out from behind the tree landing in front of Densetsu. Waia says "My name is Waia Uchiha and I have come here to battle you." As the young boy leaped down from the trees, Densetsu first eyed him, then the leaves on top of them, and then the boy again. A spontaneous challenge. He'd known that someone or something had been lurking in the trees, but he certainly hadn't expected this. Quizzically, he raised his eyebrow as he addressed the young lad with a mild chuckle. "I'd give you a few good ryō for that entrance, but I'm sorry kid, I think I'll have to pass, especially since it's such a hot day...see you around." Whistling the tune of a childhood show, he politely moved around the boy and continued on his way as he enjoyed the shade provided by the trees along the path.
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