The fountain of life(open to missing/akatsuki)

The night was young, the sun had been down maybe an hour, and there was a light wind blowing around. A simple glow of the moonlight shown on a minor village in the moon country. It was not a very big village, enough to house mabye three hundred people. It was remote and ruale, marked with dirt raods and thacthed roofs. But it was a lively village, full of life and entertainment, not a night went by where there was silence. This is where Maxtio found himself. Standing at the end of a paved round overlooking a vally. It was not much to be on a island, but a grandview over the sea. Maxtio had arrived for a little rest, a break from his days. He could smell the sweet smell of baked goods and steamy meat, but what caught his attention was the noise and excitment comeing from a bar just to his right.

It had been a while since he had been in a bar, missing ninja life did not provide much lesiure time and bars where places that could easily bring attention to some one who wanted to stay conceald. But the temptation was more that Maxtio could handle, for he quickly found himself walking under the sign of the tarvern. Being alone and drinking was not all that fun, and being a starnger to this town he was alone with no comrades or anything. But a drink was a drink, if alone. Sitting next to a lit fireplace and sitting comfotably in a padded soft chair, Maxtio glanced around at all the noise and ruggedness around the bar. Most of the population was male, with a burly looking female placed here and there. With a loud shot Maxtio motioned for a bar tender to come to the table. His order would be somthing strong and tough, to take his mind off of the work he would tend to in the later weeks. Now was his lay back time, he would get drunk and pass out on the floor maybe. Upon looks he would not seem like a drinker, with his slender llof, and his muscian garb on. A dark vest with a cloth rag in the breast pocket, and sleek slender pants. But all was fine as he sat his battle axe guitar down and waited for the bartender to return with his drink.

Ah, moon country, a nice pleasant country with no ninja or anything of the like around that could cause anyone harm. One couldn't ask for a nicer day either, sun shining, wind blowing a cool and calm breeze off the sea, clear sky with no signs of rain, waves calmly lapping against the shore, but it was not for the day that Drizzt was here, in fact he was sleeping during the day in a home of some older folk whom he did not know, on a makeshift cot of piled goods and blankets. By the time night fell, Drizzt was wide awake. He cracked a few joints in his neck, stretched his legs and gathered his things. After throwing his cloak on he left the room and continued on out of the home into the darkened streets, cloak covering his head and some of his face. No one to hunt yet.. what will i do. he thought to himself continuing down the street in the pitch black seeing perfectly, spotting a bar he decided to enter, maybe i'll hear something interesting. he thought smiling to himself as he made his way to the bar, upon entering he sat down at a table near the wall, and took off his hood, "Get me a beer." he told a server politely as he could with those words.

When the server returned, he took a sip of it and eyed over the crowd, looking for an interesting conversation, he spotted a small group of people conversing near the fire, he picked up his drink and moved over there, clapped one of the men on the back, "May I have a seat?" Drizzt asked with a smile on his face, the man looked somewhat bewildered as he looked at Drizzt, "S-sure." he said shaking his head, "I didn't think i drunk that much yet.." the man mumbled to himself so no one could hear, Drizzt smiled and sat down, "And then she slipped! Fell all the way down the set of stairs right on top of old gizmo!" The man burst with laughter, Drizzt smiled, wondering what exactly they were talking about and simply took another sip of his beer. He set it aside, and looked around, a strange man with an axe walked in, he ignored him for the time being and listened to the men talk, laughing with them, sighing with them, whatever they did he mimicked.

Always keeping his eye on the people around the room however, listening for anything more interesting. He heard something but didn't know what to make of it. "They say it was Omir..." someone said he couldn't tell where from though, it was in a dreaded tone, Omir. he took a mental note and continued talking amongst the men. "So where you from Stranger?" one of the men asked him, "Oh, the mountains." Drizzt responded cordially, the men laughed, "Sure are a lot of those around, what you pop out of a Rock?"one of the men said, They laughed harder at that, Drizzt even chuckled a little, "No, they are near Lightning country, the biggest Mountain Range in the world many say." The men nodded, "Ah." one of the men however shook his head and stood up about to leave.

"Where are you going?" a man asked, "Home." the man who got up responded, "Why? Whats wrong?" the man glanced over the table. "I don't drink with Drow." Drizzt stood up, "What?" he said, the man scowled at him, "I Don't Drink with DROW." He said mockingly. Drizzt reached over his back, ready to draw a sword. The man grabbed the edge of the table and flipped it up towards Drizzt and took off, Drizzt growled but let him go, then headed for the door, "Sorry boys, i no longer wish to drink." He said as he reached the door.

Maxtio was sipping his beer solmenly. The warm liqued ran down his throat sfter it passed through his lips. It was a soft bubbly mixture of frementanted achole. But to him it was pure delight in a glass bottle that could not be seen through it. What a wonder full drink could make somenone so dumb, even the smartist man could go completly nuts over something like this. And here he was enjoying a tall glass of it. About half way through the bottle the bar tender walked by and asked if he needed anything. Yes please, lookes like i will be here awhile, bring me three beers please. Maxtio was in it for the long haul.

He wasnt paying much attention to the area, trying not to focus to much on the other people. All he wanted to do was drink. But voices arose a few tables over, and men began to jump up. At first Maxtio thaought a fight was to break out, but it was just a bunch of men screaming and yelling. about senselss things, drunkness had taken over. But something seemed admiss about this group, like somebody other than drunk workers was among the mess. And then it happened. A tall brute like man slammed on the table, the same group, And stormed off out the door of the tavern. He seemed annoyed and pissed. With his beers already palced on the table by the lovely bar tender maxtio felt he was going to check things out. Fastining his axe to his back he stood and walked over to the table. What seemes to be all the comotion about over here?

Near's day had been listless at best. For hour upon countless hour he had wandered around the Akatsuki base, unsuccesful in finding someone to spar with, or even have an intelligent conversation with. Throughout the day, Near had wandered to the look out tower to see the sun high in the sky amongst the cloudless atmosphere. He had walked around the base, placing many Transportation seals, in case he ever should need them. However, even through all of this, Near found his boredom creeping back to him like a spider, carrying a disease. Eventually, Near found himself laying on his bed, hands behind his head, legs stretched out, staring at the brown rock ceiling. How boring. It's cracks and malformities seemed to continue on forever, never ceasing, only growing or shrinking. Near sighed. Why was it so boring today? If only he could manage to shed his humanity, perhaps then, he would find peace. However, until that happened, he'd have to indulge in some all too human desires.

Near got up from his place on his bed, and walked to the doorway, with no expression on his face. Perhaps some alcohol would make this day a tad better? Near exited his room, climbing down the stairs into his main sitting area. He glanced at the emptiness that was everpresent throughout the room, minus his grand piano and violin. Perhaps Near would find some artwork while he was out? Something to liven up his room. Near continued on, climbing down another set of stairs, finding himself in the transition area between the akatsuki base, and his private sector. He walked through the hall, glancing at the empty holding cells, save for a skeleton or two. He continued on, until reaching the set of stairs that led to the entrance of the akatsuki base. Near walked up the stairs nonchalantly, until exiting a doorway, into the antechamber. There, he glanced around at the empty and silent room, and sighed. He walked forward, arriving at the entrance. Near walked through the sets of barriers, and exited the akatsuki base. Near found himself in front of one of his many transportation seals. Utilizing this seal as a gate, Near walked forward onto it, and made a handseal. up from the ground came a blue aura, shining in the pattern of the ornate circular design beneath him. After a few seconds, Near dissapeared in a puff of smoke, leaving nothing behind. The circle faded back, to a dull black on the ground.

Half a second later, Near reappeared about a tenth of a mile from a nearby Moon Country town. Near walked forward, eventually nearing the gate of the town. As it was not a shinobi village Near did not have to make any effort to hide his chakra or his stature as the Akatsuki Leader. Hell, most people here probably didn't even know what the akatsuki was, let alone why they were dangerous. To them, Near would be another outsider, strangely dressed in a robe of Black, with red clouds, his fingernails painted purple.

As Near walked through the town, he found himself a bar, booming with noise and excitement. A drink, exactly what Near needed. Before entering however, Near made three handseals, and placed his hand on the ground. It glowed blue momentarily, before dulling to invisibility. It never hurt to be cautious. As Near walked towards the entrance, a person came stumbling out, Near could here his words,

"Sorry boys, i no longer wish to drink."

Near simply walked forward, but then this drunk ran into Near. Near sighed, and attempted to appologize, as it was the right thing to do.

"I'm rather sorry, friend, I'll tr--"

However, Near was cut off mid sentence as this drunk shouted at him.

"You Ass hole! Watch where your going!"

After saying so, rage was shown in this person's eyes, and he took a drunken swing at Near. Near sighed, and with no emotion ducked. He then placed his hand on the ground, and did an upwards kick, hitting the person square in the jaw. The drunk flew, and landed several feet away. Near stood up and wiped the dust from his robe, before entering the bar.

Near walked through the cluttered sitting area, before coming to the bar itself. He sat down at the bar stool, and spoke to the bartender politely.

"I'd like a scotch please, no ice."

Near waited for a few seconds, and then saw the largish bartender arrive with his drink. Near smiled half heartedly and took the drink, sipping at it.

Drizzt watched as the Akatsuki man headed towards the bar, in the doorway Drizzt stood for a moment waiting a moment before exiting, flipped his hood up and stepped outside, the akatsuki man kicked some drunk no one payed much attention to it though, Drizzt watched, Just here for a drink, no need to get caught up with the big fish. But something told him to go back inside, he knew what it was but he didn't, he resisted his urge to go in, and thought about what had just happened. "Where did that racist jerk go.." Drizzt said quietly looking for the man who insulted his race, spotting a man a good distance away at a walk, Drizzt continued to lean. damn.. he thought unsure of what to do at the moment. He went back in, pulled his hood back off, the man with the axe was now conversing with the people he was sitting with, he entered at a good time too, they seemed distracted so they wouldn't notice if he entered again.

He sat down in a seat next to the man in the red clouded shirt, Akatsuki, he thought, as the man asked for a scotch, the bar tender looked at Drizzt and he just shook his head, informing him that he did not want anything. Perhaps he knows who this Omir is., "does the name Omir, ring any bells? Know anything about the name at all?" Drizzt asked the Akatsuki man sitting next to him, Maybe Omir's an Akatsuki member, that could be screwing me over, oh well, it never hurt to try. Drizzt contemplated, he had foolishly acted before he thought like he usually ended up doing. He glanced at the man, but made no eye contact, he would let further questions be directed at himself, pressing a man to reveal things is always a way to get their temper going. And so he waited a moment for the man to respond to his question, thinking to himself.

That might have just been the losing move.

Maxtio was a bit confused. the men sitting at the table were going insane. yelling and screaming filled his ears as men pushed each other and a table fell over, spilling good beer all over the floor. All he wanted was to help, to calm these men down, and they were attacking him now. They acted like it was all his fault for disturbing them, when the real culprit seemed ot have left the scene. Men were runnin gout of the bar, some yelling, but one in particular ran up to maxtio and pushed him what the hell do you think your doing...comein gin here and starting fights you little punk ass kid. Maxtio was a little afended. He was just trying to keep peace and now they were targeting him. Look mister i was only seeing what was going on over here. But they beer filled head of the brute wouldl not listen. He took a dipsy dive at maxtio and swung his big burly fist. In a instant maxtio;s left hand went up and caught the meaty fist, it spun snapping the wrist and sending the man onto his knees. sobing like a baby he sat on the floor whining. Wanting nothing to do with these thungs maxtio turned.

His attention was drawn to two men sitting at the bar. One was a starnge looking man, and the other an akatsuki member. Maxtio had never met one in real life before, but heard of the awsome power as shinobi. These guys were the real deal. But maxtio was not going to pass up the chance to interact with a real akatsuki member. So he silently approched the bar and took a seat on the side of the akatsuki member, while th eother man sat on his oppisite side. The starnge man was talking about somebody, but the name was not familiar to maxtio, so he paid no attention to it. however a silent moment soon pressed agisnt the three siting at the bar. Not wanting to just barge in on the man maxtio motioned for the bartender to bring him three cold beers, flowing with foam. He was going to hand a beer to both men, and drink one himself, as a way of offering friendship. So you fellas gonna drink your beers? dont want them to get cold do ya? He said with a bit of humor in his voice. He would try to start a conversation with these men and maybe get a little drunk.

Near sighed, as he continued to sip his drink. He looked around and found that the bar scene was kind of erupting with violence. how sad, that older men couldn't behave themselves very well in a simple, public setting. Near noticed them blindly throwing punches at each other, and this was something Near couldn't allow. Without making any handseals, Near turned around and held his hands out. 3 chakra strings jutted from each of his hands, and each warpped around one of the main 6 combatant's neck. Near gave them a slight tug, and those 6 collapsed to the ground. Near released the strings, though they were invisible anyways. The rest of those involved in the fight just turned and stared, before returning to their drinks, knowing that Near was not one they wanted to mess with. Near then turned around, and downed the rest of his scotch. he raised his hand in the air, and the bartender nodded, bringing him another.

Just then, a strange looking figure sat beside Near. he was a missing ninja from what Near could tell, as he wore no headband, yet had a large chakra signature. However, beyond that, Near felt a strange presence from this creature, somewhat of a nonhuman presence that made him uneasy. It was then that this creature spoke-

"does the name Omir, ring any bells? Know anything about the name at all?"

Near thought for a second, instantly recognizing who Omir was. he smirked, before speaking without emotion.

"Omir. Well, Omir has been of special interest to the akatsuki, very interesting indeed. Have you heard much of him? Last I knew, he had been rumored to be in the Rain country, under disguise."

Near took a sip of the new scotch that the bartender placed in front of him, savoring the taste. A few seconds later, before the creature had any chance to respond, another figure came up to Near, sitting down. it was getting a tad crowded up here at the Bar, it seemed. The figure spoke, attempting to add humor to his voice-

"So you fellas gonna drink your beers? dont want them to get cold do ya?"

Near let out a little fake laugh, before speaking.

"I think I'll manage, friend."

After saying such, Near took another sip from his drink, and wiped his mouth with a napkin.

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Drizzt smiled a bit, but said nothing in response. "I see, i'll have to check him out sometime. Maybe in a month or two." Drizzt said plainly, the man with the axe approached drizzt and the Akatsuki member, Drizzt looked him over, the man was just attempting to make idol conversation, "Ha, maybe i like my beer warm." he said sarcastically to the man, just as he completed the sentence, a scream was heard from outside, Drizzt glanced out the window, "Hmph, should be reported for making that much noise after such a late hour." He said rolling his eyes, the noise subsided quickly and a man walked in sweating, the bartender looked at him, "What happened out ther' Chief?" This 'chief' looked to be of the town watch. "Oh, just some girl having a nightmare, bloody woke up half the town!, get me something to drink.." The Chief said, and the bartender gladly handed him a cold mug. "Thanks." the Chief said, sipping on it then downing it and heading back outside. "Women." Drizzt said with a sly grin, laughing a bit.

"You, with the axe." Drizzt said, pointing at the man with the axe, "Whats your head worth?" He asked cordially like there was nothing wrong with the question at all. "I think i've got 20 on me right about now, but i don't know for sure, what about you?" he said, still talking to the man with the axe, "You seem pretty strong gotta be something like 15 huh?, maybe 20 even? Ha." He said tapping a finger on the table non-chalantly. These fellows, there is something about them. he thought, his finger tapping the same, duh, duhduh, duh, duhduh... over and over again, his bright red eyes looked over both of the men, and shook his head, Just my imagination. he thought, turning around in his chair so he could over-look the bar, and rested his back on the bar, his arms to the side of him holding him up, also resting on the bar.

Maxtio was a bit surprised, the reaction he got from both men was more than half of what he expected. He expected the akatsuki member to turn aroun and vaporize him with a jutsu that you could not evn see comeing, and the strange looking guy to get up and yell causing a great amount of comotion. But that as not the case as they both responded to him in a typical, sort of humors way. Suddenly a manwalked in as a scream took place. He seemed to be a chief of some sort o fpolice force. But maxtio was to bothered by it. Something about a woman haveing bad dreams and such, was more than he wanted to handle. For now he had four beers in his stomach and was on his way to happy town.

The akatsuki was a little quiet, just responding with a simple answer, but the other man contiued on and even asked maxtio a qustion. It was something that a missin ninja would be asked by a jounin to be checked, or another missing ninja to compare skill and bounty. This man seemed strong and even had a decent bounty on his head. Mayb ewoul dhave been a chuunin in the village or something. With a mixture of he beer and a little pride maxtio said it like it was a good thing. Well the last i checked i had thirty five on my head, but im not sure what that number is anymore! Maxtio was a bit louder now, and a more attention was being drawn to him than he was comfortable with. People dont like me much around konoha. Said maxtio in a sort of wisper. He woul dnot had said that in most situations, but he was with fellow criminals, so he didnt give a crap. You there...akatsuki man, Kill anybody lately? Thius was a more rude qustion but he was very curious to know just how much this ninja could do. Even though he was drunk he still had some sense, and was all the while learning who he was with.

Near sighed as he listened to the blunt and stupid conversations around him. It was then that he heard the scream of a woman, who had apparently had a nightmare. Hmm, I wonder why it was so loud? Just then, a police chief of sorts walked in. Near downed the rest of his scotch, but did not ask for another. Instead he spoke to the bartender, asking for another drink.

"Could I please have a coke? Nothin special."

A few seconds later, the bartender returned with his drink, sliding it across teh surface to Near. Near caught it with his left hand, and took a drink. It was then that the two missing ninja began discussing the prices on their head. Near noticed that one mentioned having a bounty of around 20, roughly meaning 20 million ryos. The other one, apparently had a bounty of around 35. Near laughed a little, and spoke nonchalantly.

"Oh the days when my bounty was in the double digits..."

Near took another sip of his drink when the axe wielding missing ninja asked him a question, bluntly-

You there...akatsuki man, Kill anybody lately?

Near smiled a little.

"You know, I can't say that I have. but then again, I've already taken down about 400 this year. So I can't say I'm displeased"

Near finished his drink, and raised his hand, orderring another simple Coke a cola. Near enjoyed coke. It was refreshing and crisp.

Drizzt chuckled at the man's response, We'll he's a goner. he thought, the Akatsuki member now had a coke instead of an alcoholic beverage, smart of him, he must be one of the more important Akatsuki member's, Leader or Co-leader I'm betting. Drizzt thought quietly to himself, The police chief left the bar, a soft chime of a bell as the door closed and Drizzt looked around, most of the men here were now completely drunk, fainted or on the verge of puking. That was everyone except him and this Akatsuki. "I am Drizzt Do'Urden," Drizzt said politely, "And you both are?" he asked, looking at each of them with his gleaming red eyes, equally watching them both, the drunken one had probably already forgot his name, the Akatsuki would probably not reveal it, but if he could get their names, they would be a helping hand if he ever got into real trouble, besides, the best way to make a friend is to hit up a bar with them.

"Three beers, On me." he told the bartender, the bartender brought each men a beer, Drizzt drank his in a few swallows then clenched his teeth and exhaled, "Ah." he stated, looking now at the various ales, wines, beers, scotches, and drinks lined up against the bartender's wall, then looked outside, pitch black it was besides for the small lantern light outside the bar so people knew where it was. He spotted someone outside, his brow rose as another few familar faces moved down the road. "I have to go." He said, jumping off his chair and walking in a quick pace out the door, "I'll talk to you soon, Ta-ta." he said leaving the bar.

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With a hint of wonder in his eye maxtio looked at the akatsuki in silence fo a few seconds. This man had just toldhim that he had killed about 400 people this year. maxtio was not new to killing, but this was a record to him, although 400 must be a normal number for a akatsuki member. Well that sa fine number you got undr your belt there. Must have been all over to world huh, doing secret things and being fucking awsome huh! He was in a bit of a fit now, laughing and chuckiling away with out a care in the world. He was five beers in and was haveing fun.

Then he man next to the akatsuki member spoke a bit, and asked what there names where. Maxtio was not one to go around giving out names and important information, and being with a group of strngers made it a little less tempting. But he figured what would these guys do, turn him in after wards. To maxtio he figured if these guys knew him, maybe it would add a little help to his life. Well mister man...He said puffin gout his cheast Mu name is Maxtio... At any moment he would fall over and crash, not even careing. But the axe on his back made it hard to fall off the chair, seeing as it was proped agaisnt th eback. So he wuld just hang in that cahir unconcios for a bit. after a few more drinks. The strnge looking man looked around thento the window, something seemed to distress him and in a instant he had to leave. Maxtio was a bit sadened but atleast he still had the cool akatsuki member with him.

Near sighed as the Bar scene around him dulled. The police chief left, leaving a dull ringing sound from the chime on the doorway. The Missing ninja to his left ordered him, Near, and the other missing ninja a beer, but Near did not drink it. instead, he continued to sip at his Coke. It was then that the missing ninja asked a question after stating his own name-

"I am Drizzt Do'Urden," Drizzt said politely, "And you both are?"

Near responded cordially, not caring to use his entire name. To do so would be foolish, Near figured.

"You may call me Near."

It was then that the other missing ninja responded, rashly and loudly. Something that Near did not like-

"Well mister man..."He said puffin gout his chest "My name is Maxtio..."

Near nodded, before speaking kindly.

"Well it's been nice drinking with the two of you. But I'm afraid I've got business to attend to. Perhaps we'll meet again.... Someday."

With that, Near stood from his bar stool, glancing around at the bar scene one last time. As he was a bit buzzed, he didn't feel like finding the seal he had set earlier. Instead, he made 3 handseals, and placed his hand on the ground. An ornate sealing pattern glowed blue, before fading away to invisibility. Near stepped on this invisible seal, making a single handseal.

"Have a nice night."

Near said with little emotion. After a few seconds, Near dissapeared in a puff of smoke, most likely startling those around him. About half a second later, Near reappeared in his room in the Akatsuki base. What an interesting night. It was pleasant to get out every now and then. He'd have to do it again sometime, and sometime soon.

Without bothering to undress, Near lay down on his bed, quickly fading into a deep sleep, most likely do to the alcohol in his system. He slept peacefully and dreamlessly, for the most part. However, that name kept coming into his head. Omir....

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