Mazen's Cocoa in Iwa [No Killing]

His left palm came upwards to brush back his snow white hair, a light yawn coming through his pale lips while his crimson hues stared outwards into the glory of the Iwagakure area, the snow drifting downwards from the white clouds all above him. Ah how he admired such beauty of nature, his right hand holding down on the wooden structure of the roof below him, a hot cup of cocoa on a level tray beside him. A cold day, as usual, here in Iwa, and yet Mazen had yet to do anything. His slim being, wearing just a vest that covered his torso, not his arms. It held more room for movement, a light yawn coming through his pale lips upon just leaning back upon the area in which he was at, being careful of his Cocoa. Something told him something was going on, due to random noises out in the distance, yet only when a few other people came before him with cloaks upon them. It irritated him to have people before him, invade his favorite spot for no reason, but it didn't matter, a wrong move and he was done for.

"What do you want?"

"What are you doing here?"

"Hm?"

"W-what?"

Within a few moments of time, while they all were baffled at his response, his being was trailing down slowly to the ground, his chakra wings floating for a moment before vanishing slowly. They looked back at him before their bodies were split into five pieces each, his blade neatly tucked into the sheath into his side, blood seeping down the side to drip down onto the frozen ground. It quickly coagulated down enough to just make him let off another sigh, staring back at the village of Iwa, far away from his current location, to see nothingness. He didn't particularly care in the least, he just wanted to get this over with. But seeing a blood stained paper fall from one of the parts of the people he killed, he tilted his head at the note, reading it over by the couple lines that were written on it from the distance. 'Something something, kill all that look suspicious, something something, code red.' He thought within his head a few times over. Man this guy had bad handwriting. He only shook his head enough to start to step up to the roof slowly past the bloody messes, dull eyes showing while his lids were halfway down over them. He took a grip of his cocoa and took a small sip, and then just another few to finish it off. Setting it gently back down along the tray that was previous holding it, he just started off towards elsewhere, intent on trying to get this over with as quickly as possible so he could relax once more.

Zen walked in the outer section of the village that lay outside the gates of the village hidden in the stone. He grinned to himself as he strolled not wearing the typical attire of a kage. Instead he sported casual pants and a v neck t-shirt with a jacket. As he walked he realized that many didn't recognize him outside his kage attire. Shadowing him from a distance in the shadows followed three ANBU, his personal guard. They never let him out of their site for too long as their mission was to protect him at all costs. It made it difficult at times due to Zen's desire to walk about freely when he felt like it.

As he proceeded he saw a crowd of people surrounding a diner of some kind in the distance. Looking to get a better look one of the ANBU members appeared behind him. Sir, it appears as if some cloaked men have been killed brutally. We'll secure the scene but please return to the village. Looking back at the crowd Zen wanted answers as to what exactly was going on but nodded as the masked shinobi vanished from sight. Zen turned as he looked at a rooftop a small distance away. It was clear to him that while one of the security squad went to get answers the other two was still going to be tailing him. He let out a sigh as he turned to return to the village.

Walking casually he left the shopping district they were in that lay outside the actual city walls of Iwagakure. The land outside was under the protection of the Daimyo of the land so Zen didn't think much about the scenario other than making sure he had a report ready for the leader of the land that housed the hidden stone village. Zen walked towards the border of the small town to a wide open area of land littered with hundreds of seals on the ground. There were various ones with different names on them. Each name corresponded with one of the five basic elemental properties of chakra as Zen could feel himself entering the protective barrier of his village.

The barrier wasn't meant to attack but more to notify the village that an intruder was approaching. Once entering the protective field of Iwa the defense squad could set off any of the seals to unleash mid level jutsu sealed within them. Zen made it through the field as the ANBU appeared next to him. It was no surprise that they made it through the field without incident being the kage and the trusted guard the defense squad would know exactly who they were. After entering the gates Zen stopped turning his head slightly. He spoke distinctly and with a somewhat serious tone to one of the masked shinobi. Put the ANBU and the defense squad on full alert. Don't alert the rest of the village however. Keep it quiet. And find out what happened today at that shop. He didn't wait for a response as he was sure his orders would be carried out. He heads back to his dwelling as the other guard follows from the shadows.

Only silent winds came past the entire area, a small yawn coming through his lips. Unknowingly, he was heading for Iwa, his eyes closed under his soft and lazy motions. Although his body didn't seem to have any of the aspects of 'lazy' written on it, the only thing he could say that the mechanisms being placed on his arms was not very comfortable. Taking his right mechanism onto it from his left hand, the pinch of the metal along his flesh causing little pain upon it. And as soon as he had the left mechanism on, both blades were set along his sides, swaying his neck from side to side to relieve stress in it. He was so bored, having barely a thing to do. Maybe something would interest him sooner or later on in his journey of hell. His right palm came upwards from his side and onto his neck, swaying it around the stressed flesh to try and relieve it.

But once he stepped out of the forest in which covered nearly a lot of the rocky landscape before him, his blank hues came to become more blank. Seeing the devilishly high rocky landscape, he really didn't want to walk across the entire thing. But setting his arms down along his sides, he kicked outwards from his spot and into the skies, chakra flourishing out of his back and into a bliss of six wings, almost like a faerie's. He swooped out of the forest and into the landscape of Iwagakure, looking around for any signs of life. Of course he could be spotted from miles away, specially because of something on his back.

Looking over the walls out in the distance one of the guards saw a man land from the forest into the land outside Iwa. The man appeared to have wings made of chakra. One of the guards called attention to the man approaching and two guards were sent into the field. They approached the man and running at full speed. One of the other guards ran to a cloaked shinobi. Sir, please notify the Tsuchikage. There's a suspicious looking man approaching the gates and i'm sure lord Zenaku would want to see this for himself. He hands the report to the ANBU which vanished with a wave of his hand and a spiraling of wind.

Zen was moving throughout the village moving towards kage manor. A hand ran through his hair as he sighed completely clueless to the danger approaching his village. The ANBU sped through the city heading towards the location of the kage. The two guard shinobi finally reach the odd looking man standing ten feet away from him in opposite directions appearing to surround the man. Attention intruder. Please state your intention in our village. You meet the profile of a report of several murders. Speak now please! They stand ready to attack at a moments notice. The ANBU in the city appears before Zenaku as he raised his eyes to the masked ninja. Speak! What's the matter? He waited for a response.

Upon being surrounded by the Iwa ninja that came around his being, he simply stopped so silently, allowing his feet to press hard against the ground, the Gheta on his feet making indentations into the dirt. His wings flourished outwards to expand, but just twist down and inject themselves back into the seal upon his back. A small sigh came through his pale lips, the mechanisms on his arms being hid from the darkness of the area. "I see. I may know of these murders, for if their names match the ones I have killed, I suppose It was me." He started on, looking around to see that they had a decent amount of chakra, only to nod so silently, but take his right palm to sway through his snow white hair. Flipping it out of his eyes, he let his sleeveless arms hook together in a light irritation.

"I do not seek to harm people here, only to relax after a hard journey." He had said aloud, trying to find who might be in charge of this place. Since he was a Kazura, it would be a very uncommon thing to have someone actually recognize one of his race. Maybe it would be a step closer to figuring out about his clan, maybe the previous leader. Staring at the closest masked figure, he only tilted his head. He was curious whether or not to kill them all or not, but it would only mean he'd have to clean his weapons.