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    [Benihime x Youko Gaiden] The Crimson Kunoichi & The White Ronin




    The Chronicle which details how such a strange set of individuals became the pair to decide the fate of the Ninja World.

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    Approximately one decade prior to the current day and age, something was amiss in the Land of Silence - a samurai-led country on a distant continent. This country, while run by samurai, had a Daimyou of its own. The goings-on were directly connected to a conspiracy surrounding the Daimyou, his wife, and their daughter. Not only had samurai been affected, but also ninjas all across the globe. One particular samurai trained in the Land of Iron had very recently been appointed to be the personal guard of the Daimyou's daughter during this time.

    The guardian in question was no local, neither to here nor the Land of Iron. He was from a stranger land yet, where all inhabitants sported flowing white locks of hair, and odd markings on their bodies. His forehead bore a blue crescent moon mark, and there were two red hash marks on each of his cheeks below a pair of golden eyes. In the middle of the afternoon, he sat against the wall next to the mansion's front door. Unlike most samurai, he sported a white kimono with red cherry blossom flower crests on its sleeves and neckline, and a pair of sashinuki hakama tucked into ankle-high black boots. He had armor of his own, but he was currently without it. What he was not without, though, was a strange tuft of pure white fur on his right shoulder, long enough to drag the floor if he were standing at the time. All was silent for the time being, but that was sure to change eventually...

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    The Land of Silence was destined to have many visitors with varied concerns. One of whom was recently off a boat to this very place. 'I hate boats, my legs still don't feel right. Machi is going to get such an ear full about this later...' she thought frowning intently. This far away continent was somewhere this particular individual had never been before and she found herself walking towards the front of the Daimyo's Palace with nothing to her person apparently. She was dressed in fishnet shorts with frilly red cloth attached to either side. If one paid close enough attention they would see a few small scrolls attached to the inside of these frills. As well, the girl's village headband which was attached to her right thigh and worn like a garter. Additionally, fishnets covered her chest along with a bustier which matched the frilly bits attached to her bottoms. She eyed this entire place with narrowed crimson eyes, on the top of her right arm a figure eight like symbol with a single dark mark under it. The most startling feature of this young woman by far, was a mass of crimson locks, placed in a ponytail atop her head, but untamed by the holder, crimson locks escaped around her face and moved around her body as if bristling. The length of this hair was phenomenal by most standards hanging down far enough to reach the young woman's ankles, without the ponytail to keep it off the ground. As she took in the view she saw the young man posted up outside of the building and her face didn't seem to change very much. 'He's got a kind of girly face with all that hair,' she thought absently.

    But this wasn't what was important right now. No... she'd been sent here on a mission. Well, technically two, the first was of which was to be a guard to the Daimyo of the Land of Silence, which was hardly work by the young woman's standards. Her secondary mission was by far her most important, and it was to find out, what happened to several different groups of Shinobi from several villages sent to the area, as well as finding out if it had any connection to the problems being experienced by the Daimyo. Given this, she'd become a staple of the area, but that wouldn't stop her from taking in the sights, nor was she particularly rude so she spoke, coming to a stop before the entryway. "Ohayou gozaimasu."

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    The white-haired male was told to expect a shinobi some day soon, so it was no surprise to him that one appeared this day. The crimson mop upon this kunoichi's head was something to catch his eye the moment she came into view, but that was an aside. Perhaps he should have been disturbed by the sheer amount of hair this woman possessed, but he hardly had room to judge, considering. Whatever the case, the steadfast samurai stared blankly in the direction of this encroaching kunoichi, until he was inevitably greeted by her. "Ohayou gozaimasu," he replied. Still, he had a job to do. If this woman wasn't the one intended to serve the Daimyou, she could potentially be a threat to the one he was sworn to serve. With that in mind, there was some information he needed to pry for. "Who might you be? What are you doing here?"

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    'Sou ka, I thought he looked like a guard. Pretty well dressed one... but,' whatever thought the redhead had coming she let pause. She knew for a fact that it would not be good to try entering a place such as this without getting someone to acknowledge what she was before hand. She expected this sort of thing, she could even understand it, she did similar things when she was at home in the Sunagakure. An exhale escaped her as she began speaking on her name and reason for appearing here. "Suzukou Benihime," she said letting her name leave her face with a gentle pause. "Jounin of the Sunagakure. I am meant to be on retainer to the Daimyou here. His new personal guard," she said monotonously. "Tell me this is the right place. I'm not getting back on that boat," she said with some extreme amount of distaste. She was no real threat to the family here, nor any of their personal servants, unless of course they crossed her on her secondary mission.

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    Following his questioning, this woman revealed herself using the identity Benihime. This introduction prompted the samurai to look her up and down a few times over with a stare that was almost to be considered glaring, but such was his natural expression. When his gaze met her face again, his eyes closed for a few seconds; he spoke again before they opened. "About time they sent a woman. Weird, though... No shinobi thus far has given their real name," he said. His eyes opened again after these words were shared, and a sigh accompanied his rise from the ground. A katana and a sheathless, double-edged jian that were previously propped up beside him were taken up and both slipped into the left side of his obi.

    "Guess I've been reduced to messenger/gatekeeper today. C'mon. I'll show you to the old man," he said while turning toward the building, intending to lead Benihime directly to the Daimyou's room. He moved with steps that were leagues lighter than even most ninja, despite visually being a seasoned enough samurai to forego their typical garbs and weaponry. The movements he made also caused the fur - which should have been made filthy via dragging the ground as he walked - billow through the air behind him, avoiding the ground as if it were doing so of its own volition.

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