His umbrella remained steady above his head as he traveled through grass country. Only forty eight hours ago he was meeting up with Vice Nara, the Akatsuki leader. As they found a new recruit for the Akatsuki. An’barak Unthor, as interesting skinny man who was obsessed with demons. Kuro still didn't completely trust this man, but he was recruited for a reason obliviously, An’barak must be apart of Vice's plans. None the less it was none of Kuro's business, he now had his heart set on some other goals, first of which was some travel. He had his reasons but he kept them hidden until they were needed. He traveled for hours until it finally began to stop raining, he was approaching Grass Country.
As Kuro approached the mountains that were located on the border of the two countries of Grass and Rain, he closed his umbrella, carrying it in his left hand, they was no need for it now. The climate had changed over the last two hours, the rain had stopped and a nice warm breeze began touching Kuro's skin. It was rather pleasant, he knew he was almost there. He felt another presence approaching the mountain tops as Kuro sat down. The tracks of the cliff were rather unstable and steep, if needed Kuro would send the person approaching over the cliff side if they planned to bring danger to the tall man. He stood in a little gap of the mountain, waiting to see who passed. He was aware of many bounties that were placed among these lands for the akatsuki, they had large amounts of money on their heads and everybody crazy enough wanted a slice of that cash.
Through the years, Kuro was ambushed by many bounty hunters, a bunch of wannabes, they were so pathetic Kuro felt embarrassed to even take their lives, so he mainly just injured them severely to make sure they wouldn't bother him anymore. But as time went by, the started developing, now adays there are plenty of skilled bounty hunters, some even at the level to take down an akatsuki member. Kuro had to be safe and smart when these situation would occur.
Subject: Rain to Grass 
