Akira breath in silently as he stared over the edge of the building. He had no fear of heights, but the sudden dropped over the edge made him think twice. Somehow he'd slipped, and fell. Thankfully he had quick reflexes. He'd caught the edge and pulled himself up. Now he sat looking over the edge for no apparent reason. There was things happening. Whatever Ziade had planned was probably going to become useless. Marut was now the Kage and on top of that, he could easily suspend their services. He turned back and looked over his shoulder. "Hello?"

Kyoushiro walked along the side of the building edge. Using his chakra so he wouldn't tip over and fall to his death. "Hey Akira." He said as he spotted his good ole friend. "Whatcha doin'?" He asked as he sat down indian style looking off the edge. "That sure is a long, long fall down." He then started to laugh. "I saw you slip!" Kyoushiro had tried not say anything about it, but this opportunity was too give to pass up.

Akira turned to look at Kyou. That child needed some discipline. "I am currently thinking about what will happen with the new Kage and our job." He said ignoring the boys laughing. Only did he become a bit embarrassed when the child brought up him slipping. "You have no sympathy do you?" He asked with a tiny smile. "I wasn't paying attention is all," Akira tried defending himself. He didn't do much arguing. And arguing against a ten year old was a bit immature. There was a ten year difference between the two of them and Akira was sure Kyou would not be pleased with Akira's easy submission.

Kyou frowned at Akira's easy giving in. "You're no fun." His frown didn't stay plastered to his face for long. "Why should I have sympathy. You think you're going to rule over me? Please, no one walks over Kyoushiro!" The child stopped his joking at the mention of the new kage. "That Marut guy. You think he's going to fire us? Ziade won't like that one bit. It's going to suck if we have to move again."

"I never said I would walk over you. Me and you are equals, are we not?" Akira could only be confused by Kyoushiro's defensiveness. He knew little of the younger member's history. "I don't know if he'll fire us. If he brings the village back up our services won't be needed and you know what goes from there." He wanted to add that Ziade didn't like anything that was outside of her plans, but he kept it to himself. He didn't like talking about Ziade behind her back. It was wrong and against his morals. "You don't like moving around?"

Kyou shook his head no like the stubborn child he was. "I'm stronger than you. I can prove it." He uncrossed his legs, scooted away from the edge and laid on his stomach. The view up here was awesome. "Yeah I know." He rolled his eyes. "We have to leave the village and find a new place to crash until our services are needed." He dangled his arms off the side of the building and kicked his legs up in the air. "Moving gets old. I want to settle down for a while. But I'd be glad to leave this place, it's so boring. I say we go to the Death and kick some Akatsuki butt!" He started to laugh at that. It sounded ridiculous to say such a thing when their were only five of them and a bunch of Akatsuki who'd taken down a whole village. Kyoushiro felt strong though, strong and invincible.

Akira didn't need for him to prove it. He was not going to fight a ten year old. "You'll have to take that up with Ziade if you want to stop moving so much. But we are Infamous and the villages don't exactly like us. I believe the Storm was desperate for help." He shrugged lightly and then started to laugh at Kyou's proposal to take on the Akatsuki in the Death Valley. "You are full of courage."

"And you're full of weirdness," Kyou blurted out. He got to his feet and started to walk the edge of the wall. His chakra keep him firmly attached to the bricks so he would not topple off and fall to his dead. "Desperate or not they needed us. Someone will always need us," he said. "With a name like Infamous, we're nothing but badass," boasted Kyoushiro. "That's why the villages are willing to take us in."

Akira saw no reason for reacting to Kyou's rude comment. The boy had no manners, but Akira was not quick to judge. The saying did say don't judge a book by it's cover. He did his best efforts to not do such a thing. From what he knew of Kyoushiro the boy was a great fighter and he had his points where he could be good. Akira smiled. "It's a good feeling to be wanted."