After a moment or two, Ao managed to hide his grouchy old man emotions once more and gestured for them to follow him, "Please follow us, Mizukage-sama is expecting you." he said.

"Lead on." Daiki continued to give a blindingly bright and full of good intentions debonairly handsome inviting good guy smile.

'That doesn't even make sense.' Isobu snorted.

It did to him, which was all that really mattered in the end.

Ao nodded once, tersely before turning on his heel and walking away. What a testy old man.

Well, he could work with that.

"So Chojuro," Daiki casually fell in line with the older blue haired boy and struck up conversation, "You're a member of the Seven Ninja Swordsmen then, that's impressive."

"Eh…ah, n-no not really I still have a long way t-to go until I catch up to my predecessors." the older boy replied sheepishly, rubbing the back of his head nervously.

"You're pretty young though and already been chosen to wield Hiramekarei," Daiki pointed out, "That's pretty impressive." he praised.

"Ah-ha…you think?" the older boy flushed at the praise.

Somebody needed to get this guy laid. It would do wonders for that timid personality.

"Definitely," Daiki continued smiling, "I'm quite well aware how strong someone has to be to be, to be chosen to join the Seven Ninja Swordsmen, I actually fought a former member a few months ago, and a friend of mine fought another."

Chojuro's eyes widened in shock, but before he could stutter out a reply, Ao's head whipped around to stare right at him with a severe intensity burning in his one visible eye, "You what?!" he asked, "Who, and where might I ask? We've been trying to track a bunch of those fools down for a while now."

"Well my friend and his team fought Zabuza Momochi over in Wave, he attacked them during a mission," Daiki shrugged casually, like it was no big deal. It was time to apply the pressure already after all, "And I came across Raiga Kurosaki, he had teamed up with a few bastards from another village, he had big plans to attack Konoha in fact. So I killed him."

If possible Chojuro's eyes widened even further, "W-wait y-you were the one who k-k…killed Raiga?!" he gasped out in shock.

"Among a few others at the time." Daiki shrugged.

"I see," Ao's eye narrowed at him, "You wouldn't happen to know then what happened to our weapons that he absconded with when he betrayed us, would you?"

Daiki continued smiling pleasantly, "I might," he replied easily with another shrug, "But that isn't really here nor there right now, is it?"

Ao visibly bit the inside of his cheek to stop himself from snapping. After all, Daiki couldn't have been more obvious he was in possession of the Kiba Blades even if he just came out and said it.

Even so, his old man temper was easily frayed by young bucks like him. Daiki could see very minute little twitch in his skin with the Shinkugan, no matter the emotional control he had.

Daiki's smile widened, "That's a nice eye you've got under that eyepatch by the way," he cut him before he could say anything in reply, "I'm good friends with a few girls from a clan who all have eyes just like that one."

Ao froze.

The meaning behind what he said, pleasant and complimentary sounding as it was, couldn't be hidden at all.

'You can't say shit about me having those swords, you stole from us first fuck face.'

Ao forced a smile on his face, "I see, you have friends in high places I suppose," he 'chuckled', though to Daiki it sounded more teeth grinding, "And it's very impressive such a young lad managed to overcome Raiga, he was a very powerful shinobi."

"I wouldn't know," Daiki just shrugged, pleasant smile not twitching a fraction of an inch, "If I'm being honest, he didn't last very long, I killed him in one hit, I was actually quite disappointed. I guess the bounty on his head was nice at least I suppose, kinda cheap though for an A-rank."

A vein pulsed on Ao's neck.

Ao almost robotically turned back around and continued on, "Very…impressive." he bit out, not looking back at all.

If Daiki's pleasant smile flickered into a victorious smirk for a moment, then it was really just a trick of the light.

…Even though they were outside.

Totally.

"That's r-really incredible Daiki-san!" Chojuro was a lot different though, giving him a bit of an awed look, "I-I don't think I c-could beat Raiga-san in a fight, but you did it in one hit attack? I-I suppose it's no wonder you were chosen to be an envoy at so y-young if you're that s-strong!"

He fumbled his words a bit, but he was honest at least.

Anko he saw in his peripheral, had raised her eyebrow at him. He flashed the finger at her.


They were led from the port into the main elevated paths of the village, towards the large spherical building he'd noticed at the very centre of the village.

Once they reached it, Ao bid them to wait outside the Mizukage's office while he went in to 'announce' their arrival.

Which was really just code for him to let her know what he'd gleamed from them on their little walk into the village, while Chojuro stood watch over them and made sure they didn't get up to anything funky.

Not that they would.

He and Anko hadn't spoken a word to each other since Ao and Chojuro appeared. There really wasn't any need.

Daiki relaxed in one of the chairs outside the Mizukage's office, casually leaning on his elbow after sitting it on the armrest and sweeping his gaze over the interior with his eyes.

Anbu littered the place.

Dozens of them spread out throughout the building. Which was to be expected.

The only place he hadn't checked, was the Mizukage's office. After all the hype and crap Anko and the old man were giving him about how hot she was, he wanted to see her face to face when he saw her for the first time, see if that wow factor was real or not.

In the meantime, he made some small talk with Chojuro and probed him about Mei Terumi.

But, beyond having nothing but praise for her, he didn't really let anything slip. A Jonin was a jonin he supposed, even if they were timid and shy.

Finally, after a few minutes, Ao returned, stepping out of the office and closing the door behind him quickly, "Ahem," he coughed, standing in front of the door, "Mizukage-sama will see you now." he said directly to him.

Finally.

"Sounds good." Daiki replied and stood up, but as Anko made to the same from the other chair she was lounging in, Ao shook his head.

"Mizukage-sama will only see the boy, no bodyguard allowed," he stated, "As a show of good faith, she has dismissed her anbu guard as well."

"You're kidding right?" Anko scowled, crossing her arms, yet her shoulders were tense, "You can't believe we're that stupid can you?"

"And just what are you implying?" Ao narrowed his singular eye at her, "Are you, the ones who brought up the talk of a possible alliance in the first place, making allegations against us?"

Anko growled, eyes narrowing angrily at his tone. She'd saw right through the game already, as had he. Separating him from his bodyguard, and putting the pressure on him of dealing with a Kage face to face, all alone.

Daiki didn't say a thing and merely flicked his fingers towards Anko. And a quick pulse of chakra left him.

'Don't get baited, it's fine. They're just trying to get an edge now after I dabbed on them on the way here.' Daiki transmitted a message to her with his chakra.

Her eyes flickered to him, before she huffed into a smirk, "Nothing like that, calm down grouchy," she shrugged in reply, "Man, reaching aren't you? Nah, it's just the kid is a bit of a playboy, trust me he doesn't need bodyguard for anything fighting related, it's to keep him getting lured in by a nice set of tits, and I hear your Mizukage has got a sweet set on her."

"W-watch what you say woman!" Ao's eye widened at her statement, "How indecent! Back in my day woman had class!"

Chojuro wasn't really any better his face beat red.

"Eh, I'm not that bad," Daiki's pleasant debonairly handsome smile, turned into a smirk full of ill intentions, "But alone time with Mei Terumi? Sign me up. We can speak Kage to Kage."

"Wait, what?" Ao's head whipped around to stare at him, "What do you mean Kage to Kage?" he demanded, Anko's words being completely forgotten about.

"He means just that grouchy," Anko gave him a shit eating smirk, "This kid is the next in line to be Hokage, why do you think someone so young was chosen as the envoy? Hokage-sama chose him specifically for this mission, because he has the strength needed for the position. This is just him getting his feet wet with his future duties."

Ao's face fell completely.

"Thanks for the escort buddy." Daiki flashed the man a thumbs up as he swaggered his way over and motioned for him to open the door.

And like a robot that had lost all conscious thought, Ao did just that, opening the door for him to enter and standing aside. And shutting it closed as soon as he stepped in.

Once inside, Daiki's eyes immediately took note of the space within almost unconsciously. It was a wide open spherical room with dark blue flooring and dark grey walls, it was sparsely decorated with a few pictures, but otherwise the only thing of note within the large spherical room, was the large desk at the other side of the room and the oval curving window panels that gave a full view out over the village.

Much more interesting though, and the thing or rather person that took up his conscious gaze though, was the woman leaning against the desk, arms crossed and a pleasant smile across her plump, shiny pink lips.

And what a woman she was.

She was tall for a woman, her stature a few inches above the average height of women he was used to, with eyes a mesmerizing and piercing shade of emerald green.

Fair skinned and beautiful, she was clad in a figure accenting blue battle dress that hung from her chest and didn't cover her shoulders at all, dangling to just passed her knees, with her feet clad in sturdy blue toeless ninja boots.

And left plenty of cleavage to his gaze.

Like god damn. Her breasts were massive, bigger even than Anko's. Yet, despite their size hung high, proud and perky on her chest.

But, yet despite the temptingly deep valley of cleavage she displayed, Daiki's attention was more focused on her hair, and her face. Her face was sharp, yet beautiful, with thin almost dainty cheek bones that curved in at an angle that made her face look incredibly feminine and beautiful. An eye catching curtain of wavy auburn absolutely gorgeous hair, tied at the top with a topknot reached down passed her backside, nearly to her ankles. While her bangs curved around her face, hiding one from view and framing only shimmering emerald green eye, giving her an almost ethereal mysterious look.

'Oh no, she's stupid hot.' Daiki thought in that moment.

Anko and the old man might have been hyping it up a bit more than necessary, but they weren't exactly lying.
Mei Terumi was stupid gorgeous.

Beyond gorgeous even. Those looks, those eyes, that hair. And those god damn curves.

He had to admit, Mei was definitely the most beautiful women he'd ever seen.

…Except maybe Naruko, but she didn't count.

On account of not really existing.

Shame that.

"Hello there, Yurei Daiki-dono is it not?" Mei Terumi spoke, her voice throaty, dare he say almost sultry, "You know, when Ao informed me of how young you apparently were, I was quite shocked. You're quite the impressive young man."

Thank god for Anko…and Kurenai he guessed.

If not for grinding with them, he may have been stunned silent by her beauty. Alas for her, the grind never failed to provide for those truly loyal to its holy scripture.

"Well, like I told Ao a bit ago," Daiki began with a shrug as he approached her, the casual, confident smile as always a staple on his face, "We at the Leaf Village are quite known for our young, handsome and incredibly skilled prodigies."

"Hoho, quite the confidence too," Mei laughed lightly, her single shown green eye idly roving over him, lingering on his arms and collarbone for just a tiny microsecond before returning to meet his gaze, "Well, I suppose you're not wrong at all, you're quite the fine looking young man, very handsome. I'm curious what you'll be like in a few years."

"Taller, with even bigger muscles and and even more handsome no doubt," Daiki's smile widened as he curled his arm and flexed his bicep, "I'd ask if the same would be true for you, but it might be impossible for a woman like you to get even more beautiful."

Her single shown green eye blinked slowly, before her pink lips curved up into a wide smile of their own, "Well now, aren't you just a delightful young man," she noted, "Dangerous too." her eye flickered to his bicep and back to his eyes so fast, he wouldn't even been able to notice without his Shinkugan.

"Well I am a shinobi," Daiki shrugged, before making a show of looking around, "Though I should probably be careful not to step on anyone's toes like that."

Time to start the game.

"In what way, I'm afraid I don't follow." the Mizukage arched an eyebrow.

"Just what I said," he shrugged, "A woman as gorgeous, strong and accomplished as you? If you were single you'd have people beating on the doors trying to ask you out. Hell I'd be first in line. But I'm here for negotiations above all else, so I don't really want to step on the toes of your boyfriend or husband, or whatever significant other you have and piss them off and make things go sour."

Beyond anything physical, the one central weakness Mei Terumi had, was a complex over her age and single status. To some, that might seem very silly for a person as monstrously powerful as her. She was the Mizukage, Kage were thought to be the pinnacle of all people, thee strongest, thee fastest, three most powerful bar none and a reputation had been cultivated over the period the hidden villages had existed.

That a kage was undefeatable, they were unstoppable, unsurmountable titans. Almost deity like figures to the common masses.

And while it could truly be likened to that physically at the very least, mentally even kage were still human. Mei Terumi was still a woman, with all the instincts and desires that came with being such.

And to be frank, her youth and best years as a woman was spent fighting against the regime of the mind controlled Yagura. She was twenty nine, approaching thirty years old, and she'd never had a lover to speak of despite her incredible beauty.

A true blue christmas cake in the flesh, left to rot on the shelf.

Mei twitched.

It was barely noticeable, and was covered up at such speeds Daiki and honestly most wouldn't have noticed normally. But the Shinkugan enhanced his analytical vision and mental prowess to the limit and allowed him to perceive the most minute changes in body language and chakra.

Even a kage could not hide their body language from him.

"Well, luckily for you, you don't have to worry about that, there's no significant other in my life," Mei's lips twisted into a slightly sour, expression but only for the briefest of moments, before being replaced with a pleasant smile, "So there's nothing for you to worry about. So you don't need to worry about complimenting me like that."

"Wait, what?" Daiki made a show of being surprised, eyebrows rising, eyes widening and mouth dropping though, before laughing and shaking his head, "Nah, there's no way." he waved off her words as if she were joking.

Her smile widened ever so slightly, "No I'm afraid not." she said, but she now looked very pleased.

Of course this wouldn't change anything about how negotiations would truly go, but he wasn't trying to with that. He was pursuing the option of having her gain the slightest fondness for him.

For instance, not wanting him to die by having a bijuu extracted. And making other options offered seem much more tempting than that prospect.

Not that it would ever come to that mind you, but it would make steering her towards other deals easier.

"…The hell is wrong with the guys in this village?" Daiki palmed his forehead, though this definitely wasn't a put upon act, he was being truthful with it, "Why aren't they lining up trying to put a ring on your finger and get you in a wedding dress?"

Honestly he'd love to see her in one. A lacy little white number, plunging neckline, garter and all.

A light laugh left her throat, "You're really quite the charming young man aren't you?" Mei tittered, "Personally I could not tell you, I've been wondering myself."

"Yeah I don't get it," Daiki shrugged, before smirking massively, "In that case, it's my lucky day then. Finders keepers loser weepers. How about we put this negotiation off for now and go on a date instead?"

"Oh?" Mei gave him a genuinely surprised look, "Just like that?"

"I mean have you looked in a mirror lately?" Daiki shrugged, "Hell yeah!" he pumped his fist into the air, before pointing a finger at her.

"You think I'd stroll passed a glimmering diamond that I just came across? Or what, step back and observe it for some reason instead?" he snorted, "No of course I'm gonna snatch it up for myself. This is practically the same thing."

"Ara ara, truly you are a silver tongued one aren't you?" Mei stood up from where she was leaning on the desk and casually invaded his personal space, trailing a finger up his cheek ever so gently, "Are all the young men of the leaf like you?" she wondered.

"Nah, I'm just built different," Daiki proudly boasted, "So how about that date? Maybe one at the beach? I'm sure you've got a few nice ones here in the Mist and I'd love to see you in a bikini."

"Well now, this is definitely a first for me Daiki-dono," Mei admitted, "I do have to admit though, given the choice I'd definitely take you up on that offer. I can't say I've ever had the chance to have a date on the beach."

"Just call me Daiki, Mizukage-sama, you don't need to be polite with me, I prefer casual," he grinned at her, and decided to be a little daring since she was already invading his own personal space and boldly placed his hand on her hip, and he felt her stiffen ever so slightly, "After the beach, we could hit up the movies, have dinner, make a whole day of it. Perhaps I can give you a massage if you're up for it, I've got it on good authority that woman can't get enough of my hands on them."

Or well, Kurenai at least couldn't get enough of it when he was testing it out with using his lightning affinity to stimulate her nerves while using his mythical palm jutsu to work her muscles.

Kurenai if nothing else, was a great test dummy.

"Oh my…" Mei almost looked a little overwhelmed at his offer, before shaking her head, "It's lamentable that these negotiations are quite important, otherwise I would definitely take you up on that offer." she pouted, almost disappointedly before stepping back out of his personal space, taking her hand off of his cheek.

Disappointing, but expected.

Anticipated even.

"Personally I think they'd be much better to bring up as pillow talk, Mizukage-sama." he laughed.

Mei giggled lightly, "You're so bold Daiki-kun," she cupped her cheek, "Please, since you allowed me to call you by name, just call me Mei."

"I'll do that then, Mei," his grin never faded once as he shrugged, "So let's get these negotiations out of the way quickly then so we can talk about something much more interesting, like what kind of bikini would look best on you."

"Stop that," she laughed lightly again, before sighing, and a serious expression appearing on her face, as walked around her desk to sit at her chair, "So then, down to business. Sarutobi-dono brought up the possibility of an alliance between both the Mist Village and Leaf Village." she brought up, even as she gestured at one of the chairs in front of her desk for him to sit down on.

Alright then, time to get serious.

"That's right," Daiki nodded, taking the seat. He leaned back and lifted one leg to rest the foot of it over his knee, "I'm just going to be blunt if that's fine with you. I'm not a fan of dancing around things, as you can no doubt tell."

"I did notice that yes," she nodded, a flash of a smile appearing on her face before it vanished beneath her serious facade once more, "Feel free, I admit I find that kind of thing refreshing."

He nodded once.

"The Mist is at the weakest it's ever been," Daiki then bluntly said, "You yourself are powerful, but beyond you the Mist is lacking at the moment. You only have one of the seven swords and a single wielder. You were once known for being the village with the most bloodline limits, but now barely have any to speak of. The amount of battle ready ninja under your command is at an all time low and to top it all off, you've lost both the Sanbi and the Rokubi."

"This is all true yes. It hurt to hear it all said out loud though I have to admit," Mei stapled her fingers together atop her desk, a frown twisting across her pretty shiny pink lips, "We are weakened severely and still in the process of recovering our strength, though weakened I do have to point out, does not mean weak."

The last part was said quite firmly and he felt her chakra spike, making the air in the room press down on him heavily.

She didn't have anything on old man Sarutobi though. That was a trick he'd shown off quite a lot, a subset of killing intent apparently it was called. There wasn't actually a name for it according to the old man, just that it was something all kage tended to throw around for a variety of reasons, one of the main being the simple statement of:

I Am Strong!

A reminder, more than anything else on just what kind of beast a Kage truly was. Tobirama doing this, generated such force that Orochimaru, Sasuke, Jugo and Suigetsu were almost crushed by it on the spot.

"I never said you were, beautiful." Daiki grinned at her, not at all effected by it.

She cut off the pressure and looked away, hiding her face slightly by her wavy hair framing her face, a sigh left her mouth, "I see you didn't defeat Raiga for nothing," she mused, before turning back to face him, "Well then Daiki-kun, since you've listed our faults I have to ask the question then, why does the Leaf seek an alliance with the Mist. What do you hope to gain from it? While you have suffered substantial losses yourself, only a fool would not realise the Leaf are still the strongest of the five great villages, and is in alliance with the Sand. Even if Cloud and Stone formed an alliance, which is highly doubtful, you will still win."

"We would," Daiki agreed without a shadow of a doubt or a hint of shame, "Though you're a bit wrong on one take there. Our alliance with the Sand is on deaths door at this point, that clown they call a Kazekage has it out for us after all. Jealousy and incompetence tends to do that."


Alright here we be back again minions for another chapter, yay. That's what it's all about.

Well, not a whole lot to say about this chapter. It was just the start of the talk with Mei Terumi, and well I'll put it like this. Despite the hype around her from old man Sarutobi, he hasn't actually met her in person, only knows of her looks and reputation. She's actually just the same as her canon counterpart in her biggest regard. Being an absolute christmas cake. While she has all the looks, power and ability for it, she isn't actually a femme fatale. She's just a poor poor cake left to rot on the shelf, poor poor Mei-chan :( - or would that be-

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Welp, that'll do for now I guess. hope you enjoyed. As always if you wanna read ahead for this, Systematic Shinobi: Multiverse Mayhem, Jordinio Version, Stacking The Deck and a bunch of others you can do so on my Pa-atreon.

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