Keiko lies sprawled out on the sloping side of the waterfall's hill, her fuuma shuriken gleams in the orange glow of the late afternoon sun.
Having just reconciled an old man with his lost daugther, Yamamoto is exploring the town trailing the sound of a waterfall. Walking on top of the water to provide himself a small amount of training, he rounds the corner and finally approaches the waterfall.
Keiko opens her mouth and lets out a quiet yawn, then stretches out her limbs. After a few moments of lying still, she eventually pushes herself up onto her forearms, "Well, I can't laze around all day..."
In the distance at the slope of the waterfall, Yamamoto recognizes the minx-coloured hair of the girl who was just getting up. With the sun at his back, he jumps into air heading towards Keiko.
Glancing around herself slowly, without noticing the quickly approaching figure, Keiko claps her gloved hands together and brings them down into the sloped surface of the grassy hill side. With a gleeful smile upon her face, she presses forward and somersaults down the hill, leaving her giant weapon behind.
Orginally hoping that Keiko would have noticed him in the air, Yamamoto was disappointed to see her get up and leave. Landing, he notices that she has forgotten her weapon by the waterfall. Picking up fuuma shuriken, he picks up speed chasing after her. Catching sight of her, he opens the four-bladed shuriken...
Keiko releases a thrilled squeal as she reaches the base of the hill. With a slow smile curving her lips, she rises to her feet and dusts herself off, "I haven't done that in years..." Her smiles quickly vanishes as she finally hears the quickly approaching footsteps. Quickly, Keiko whips around to face him.
By the time Keiko turns around, the fuuma shuriken is already spinning full speed in Yamamoto's hand. Doing a quick turn to add extra speed and momentum to the shuriken, he throws it directly at Keiko.
Keiko swiftly dodges to the left of lethal weapon as she whirls by, keeping her attention half focused on it's pathway, she briefly flashes an amused smirk at Yamamoto, "It's nice to know that you've become a thief now!"
Laughing at Keiko's remark, Yamamoto tugs something strongly with his left arm. For a half-second, a thin ray of light is reflected at Keiko's eyes. Replying he says, "I see that absent-mindedness is already affecting at your tender age."
Keiko twitches her upper lip in slight amusement, catching the temporairy glint with keen observation, Keiko draws a kunai out and hurls it in the direction where she last saw it, hopefully severing the thread that lies in between Yamamoto and the fuuma shuriken.
With the kunai slicing through the metal wire, Yamamoto no longer had control of the fuuma shuriken. However he did have time to readjust the shuriken's flight path back towards the two. "You haven't won yet!" he exclaims.
With calculating eyes, Keiko momentarily follows the rapidly approaching weapon as it draws between the two and taking a leap back, the fuuma shuriken lodges itself into the earth.
Yamamoto says with a smile on his face, "I do believe that fuuma shuriken belongs to you. I found it by the waterfall and thought it was only right to return it to its owner."
Keiko chuckles softly and lifts her gaze up towards the hill, "You know, I didn't roll too far down. I would've came back for it." Giving Yamamoto a warm smile, she continues. "You're really starting to become a man, y'know?"
Taking a deep bow from his waist at Keiko's compliment Yamamoto asks, "You left there before even realizing I was going to say hello. Thought I'd guarantee you wouldn't lose your shuriken."
Keiko takes a single step forwards towards the uniquely flawed fuuma shuriken. Slipping her fingers through the curved hole, she yanks it from the ground, "Thank you, I appreciate your kindness. It's good to know -someone- won't try and steal my damned weapon." With two masterful swings of her arm, she encases the silver blades and swings the weapon over her shoulder, "What're you doing all the way out here?"
Yamamoto replies. "I had just reunited an old man with his lost daughter. I don't usually come to Hitokurou much and the winds picked up the sound of the small waterfall. I thought I would pass by before I headed back to Kouin, but lo and behold who did I find." Yamamoto smiles.
Keiko bobs her head softly, "Sounds like fun..." Biting her lower lip, she glances up at the steadily darkening sky, "I haven't been there every since I took the Chuunin exams. In fact, I've taken residence here. I just hope Sukotto-kun will be fine without me."
"Oh?" Yamamoto says with a hint of surprise. "I didn't know you moved to Hitokurou. Did you move out of the Tsurugami household?"
Keiko shakes her head briefly, her arms folding across her fish-netted belly, "Not exactly. I just spend most of my time here so I can keep a close eye on the Riyoku."
Yamamoto replies, "They seem to get bolder and more aggressive with each passing day. I hear they are planning for an attack soon."
Keiko releases a soft grunt, "Yeah, I heard."
Yamamoto continues, "I've petitioned for an interrogation to be conducted on some Riyoku ninja to learn more about the attack, but I have yet to hear back from the Uchuukage. I'm sure he'll make a wise decision."
Keiko gently scratches the bridge of her nose with her finger, "Well, I wish you luck on that. I'm going to go ahead and go. Night'll be here soon and I promised Shiro I'd return home."
Looking up at the dusk sky, Yamamoto then nods at Keiko. "I'm heading back to Kouin as well, I'll come with, just in case we run into any pesky Riyoku ninjas looking for trouble."
