Clash of clans[Hyuuga clan head and Uchiha Clan head, other clan heads]

It was Sunday, Janaury 23rd, with the temperature halting in the mid sixties making tonight's weather nippy. At 6:30 pm as usual.

Hazama’s visage was in an amalgam with a pile of pillows, and buried under the snow of blankets that hovered above his mass of flesh. The Anbu Captains eyes were shield from the flames of the sun that seeped through the window. As he laid upon his cot seven demons watched over him. They began to flood over him with their tiny claws, and teeth. They called out to their clan elder without remorse as they made his temple their playground. Hazama had finally awoken from the various children around him, if anyone else saw this they may have assumed that he was a pedophile.

“Wake up, Hazama-san!”

They all alerted together as the slumbering giant still pretended to be sleep hoping the embers of the future would subside to his feign, however they were well acquainted with their leader enough to know when he was false.

The small quad of seven would labor enough water to purge the Kageken from his repose. The water felt very chilly, and he gotten up to congratulate them on their success. He gave each one a small amount of ryo to go fetch themselves some sweets for their own desires.  The underlings smiled, and giggled as they bowed swiftly to their lord before fleeing from his presence to go do more childish things.

Hazama arose to become fully erect, and functional. He migrated his posture to be one foot from the mirror his head was bowed before the mirror with his bangs covering his face. He took a small white cloth that was draped over the right side of his sink. He began to saturate the item only to filter out majority of the moisture that seemed to deposit itself inside of the cloth. As he moved withdrew the locks from covering his mug he saw something that made his acumen a bit more without question. They had drawn upon his face once again. He had a mustache, an eye patch and lipstick they had even done his eye lashes. The Hyuuga began to stroke his face sweeping away the paint from his portrait as a knock came upon his door.

“Lord Hyuuga you have a meeting with the Leader of the Uchiha Clan.”

Hazama had completely forgotten about the meeting. He turned off his faucet to address his clan member.

“Do you want to take my place and go to the meeting? I really want to go back to sleep.”

Hazama said as he placed his Anbu garbs over his body. The mask filtering his true persona from the spectators ,who would also be attending the meeting.  The Kageken had begun his slight as his locks traveled slowly behind him. The attendant would begin to tie his hair with a small string as they responded to his questionnaire.

“No thanks, I’m going to go to sleep, and I don’t think anyone would be willing to listen to me.”

Hazama smiled lightly as he began his expedition with his dynasty. There were a total of eight beings to his pack.  Hazama had arrived behind a group with who had also been making their way upstairs to the top of twelve lakes tea house. Hazama approached the room taking up a small area between himself, and the Uchiha Head. Hazama undoubtedly towered over every individual within the realm. The eight foot six inch shinobi elongated his left palm towards, Garuda. He waited to see, if he would take his palm. If he didn’t the meeting would immediately be cut short as there was no reason to work with someone who was unceremonious

“Hello Lord Uchiha. Congratulations to you, and your people.”

Hazama stated, as his solar plexus began to grumble loudly. Time had elapsed them upon their way towards the twelve lakes leaving only making the time about 8:00 pm sharp. Hazama picked up a menu to browse it's contents as he spoke to Garuda.

"Are you hungry? I know I am."

he said as he removed the bottom portion of his mask beginning his preparations so that he would engage in a feast.

Hazama felt the grasp of the unfamiliar slip into his own palm. He gave a firm collaboration showing that the young leader was a man. As the two clan head disconnected they began to descend towards a non-stand into a chair. The Uchiha corrected the Hazama giving him leeway to escape such formality of calling him Lord. Hazama immediately was under the impression that this kid was very relaxed, and unrestrictive. As the two began to talk entrees were walked in by several servants of the tea shop. Hazama eyes glazed over grand festive of proteins while he fixed his bowl.

“Very well, and thank you, Uchiha Garuda. My name is Hyuuga Hazama.”
He stated as he and Garuda began to depart upon his meal. The Hyuuga observed the Uchiha filter through the food, and began to reach for fried dumplings with beef and rice. As Hazama used to his closest hand to grasp his beverage he smiled.

“Let me ask you, how do you like being Clan Head?”

He took a faint sip of his tea allowing him some hiatus from speech as the latter began to tell his tale of how long he had been the Leader of his people, and the functionality of his clan. What intrigued him the most is that this man seemed to be unflinching at his appearance before his clansmen. There were a total of five Uchiha. He spoke boldly and admittedly asked for help in conducting his responsibility as clan head. However the young man, as full of surprises he even spoke about studying the Hyuuga clan.
Hazama face unhinged a little bit as he spoke towards the unfamiliar.

“Thank you my friend, but no need to be jealous. Our clans are distant relatives, and while I do believe we should work together. I do not know how much knowledge or wisdom I can bestow upon you as I have only been the new appointed bout eight months, but I will help you as much as I can. “
Hazama said as his stirred ramen hoping to release some of the heat from the soup.

“You said you studied my clan? Well please Garuda tell me what you know of the Hyuuga?”

He was very curious about what was being said about his people, his culture maybe it was good maybe it was bad. He waited patiently as he go to grab a dumpling similar to Garuda he let the item soak in the broth.

“My goals for my clan is to start my own family, lead the new generation into something great. I want equality to be grasped from within, and abolish the main, and branch house familiars. How can I lead, if I am not standing before them as a whole? Let me ask you, Gaurda. What are your goals for your people?”

Hazama asked as he took a bite out of his dumpling it felt moist against his tongue, flooding his sense of taste with flavor.

Hazama waited for the man to finish his speech. Boy was this guy gutsy, had just met someone for the very first time, and asked him to bow before him. Hazama continued eat while he got ready to address the Garuda's statements and proposal. As Hazama felt there was no need to get up at the moment even though the young boy flipped over the table, and appeared to be taking some what of a hostile approach while being aggressively friendly.

"Was it really necessary for you to waste good food, Garuda?"

Hazama stated as he peered at the bits of broken glass from dishes and the spilled contents merging together upon the floor.

"You're very charismatic, and you are very ambitious. That's always a plus, but the answer my friend will have to be a simple no. You have good ideals, but in order for my family to prosper I can't allow any man to interfere with how I lead my dynasty. You seek power, it's not about your wants Uchiha. It's about the need of the people. Can you tell me what your people need?"

Hazama quelled his clan with a single motion as they believed the peaceful meeting would turn into a fray. His right palm would begin to slumber once more upon his lap as he spoke a bit more.

"Come sit back down, and put that eye away it's not needed for a simple conversation."

The young Uzumaki Alder at the time only 22 years of age but already he had made remarkable progress.  Many clans had suffered tragic histories some of which had started who envious or scarred at the talents blessed to them by the Great Sage and other clans had caused their own premature destruction.  For the Uzumaki it had been a mixture of both their tragedy dated back before the persecution of those with bloodline limits in the Land of Water. The Uzumaki were one of the only clans that had their own hidden village.  After it had been destroyed the clan was broken apart and scattered across the world.  Now most of them lived without ever knowing the family which they came from the rich history.  If there was any type of structure set among the Uzumaki it was in Konoha long time ‘friend’ to the Uzumaki they had excepted Alder’s family when he was young.  Alder’s father was looking to live close to the Eddy’s village and their shrine he wished to spend his remaining years making it inhabitable once more.  This was not an endeavourer he could achieve in his life time but he had raised Alder to carry on this dream of his.  In the spirit of revitalizing the clans esteem Alder’s father Calico, the clan head sent his son in his stead so that he would be the one to form relationships with other clans.  However Calico would not go to meeting because if he was there then the attention would be away from his son.
Immaculate dressed in yellow robes with green orient trim and the Uzumaki clans crest in the center he headed out for the meeting.  Hearing his name he stopped and turned around it was his mother and the servant boy.  They had come to see him off his mother of course wanted to join her son but Calico had forbid it.  Caleb, the boy, also wanted to come but Alder was against it.  If Caleb was no more than a servant in Alder’s eyes then he would have thought differently but although he was hopping for the best he was prepared for the worst.  
Kissing him lightly on the forehead she embraced her son wishing him a safe passage.  Underneath she could feel the armor underneath his robe.  “Do be careful my not so little boy”
Meerly responding with a nod he turned to Caleb smiling a smile full of love.  Looking down the boy bowed.  “I still can escort you Lord-Alder if you wish.”
“I told you I am no lord I am just another guy no different than any other pick your head up.”  And when he did Alder kneeled down so that they were on the same level.  “Your job is to look after mother while I’m gone that is your mission.
Alone Alder traveled to the meeting spot typically he would have shown up early.  But it was just like his father to tell him things last minute this was probably because Alder would have hassled about being on time.  But since it was sprung on him last minute there was no time to hassle him.  Looking at the letter of invitation and breathing in deeply Alder wasn’t sure what to expect he wasn’t sure how many clans had been invited and who had shown up.  As he entered the Tea house he was ushered the stairs where the meeting was to be held.  On the other side of the door he could hear the commotion something had obviously not gone over well.  But it would be rude to set here at listen he had come all this way to build relationships and stronger bonds then quelling tensions between clans?  Bracing himself he opened the door.
There had not been as many clans presents as he expected but it just it made Alder’s entrance all the more apparent.  Maybe they would excuse the lateness because other had not bothered to show?  But then when it became clear he was not Calico any cushion he had would have been gone.  Bowing just slightly, after all he still was still his clans representative, he acknowledged both clans.  Seeing the mess and the posture of both parties it was clear the Uchiha had been the aggressors.  He looked to the tall person who sat in the head spot for the Hyuuga it was un mistakable, even if he wasn’t wearing the mask, his size made him noticeable.  They had not formally met yet but Alder was being groomed to enter ANBU so perhaps the captain had already heard of him
“Pardon my lateness Honored Clans please don’t let it be a reflection on the Uzumaki.  You gave us plenty notice but I failed to show myself on time.” Again Alder extended a slight bow first to the Uchiha who had extended the invitation then to the other guest. “I am the Uzumaki clan head but a member sent as a representative, Uzumaki Alder.”  He would not ask their names or to be caught up on what happened prior to his arrival.  Because he came late Alder would expect to have to fill in the pieces himself instead of wasting further time.  Hopefully they would at least repeat their names.  Taking a seat next to one Guarda’s non elder party members, instead of more honorary seat he awaited their response.

WC 901

"You still didn't tell me how you know about my clan history"

Hazama stated as he had grown tired of the boys attitude. His words, his attitude, and his belief had crossed the line.

"Your vision is obscured with wants instead of needs. You claim your eyes show you the path that everyone must follow then why don't you teach me this path? My clan will never become part of YOUR family. I am a witness to your delusions look at how they cower in fear, and hang their head in shame because of you. You have no insight to your own people, yet your eyes are supposed to be superior. No, Garuda you aren't a father, you are a newborn who is crying because you can't have something."

Hazama stated as he arose to his feet, his shadow began to devour the illumination of the room giving it a dark hue from with in. Hazama noticed that Garuda seemed to be growing more intense as he had clutched his left and right palm into a fist.

"You want to fight me, Uchiha?"

Hazama asked as his White eye became vigilant to the malice that began to flow from the opposer.
The Uchiha had threatened the himself, and the Hyuuga. Hazama opened his right palm extending it outward, as he pulled his left closer to his body but left an open palm. Hazama could see everything with in his view 359 degrees. The Uzumaki who had arrived was now in the wrong place and it wasn't the right time for him to be in the quarters. Hazama waited for the slightest ignition of Garuda's chakra or even the first battle action, and he would attempt to put him through a wall. The distance was no more than sixteen meters apart but the urge to fight was a bit closer.

A slight nod and a smile was all Alder do in response to Garuda’s acceptance of his apology.
The Uzumaki were perhaps to the Senju what the Hyuuga were to the Uchiha.  All four families were connected probably more than any other clan.  The only difference was that the other three had joined the hidden villages of the great nations.  The Uzumaki however had kept to themselves and built their own nation.  While it stood it was strong pillar of what the family had accomplished.  Had they joined with other clans be subservient to their elected leader maybe they would have still been together.  This was something that Alder had already figured out himself that is why he had joined Konoha. They could indeed accomplish a lot if they joined houses.  But what Garuda had in mind was not what Alder sought for his clan.  Charisma poured out as well as passion, but the danger that Alder saw was rashness and a lack of compassion.   Garudo wanted to change the world, while Alder had only been focused with own family.  Taking a clean empty plate there was still plenty of food leftover that had not been knocked to the floor.  It would be a shame it looked as if Alder would not get to eat as tensions were rising.  Calmly Alder spoke “You want to change the world, a great task you have given yourself.  But change starts locally.  Kumogakure has clans of notable history and many fine shinobi.  Their lack of presence gives the impression that you are alone in your vision. These people are scared of you. If your pillars tremble eventually you will fall.”  Alder would not refuse the Uchiha out right but instead try to get him to understand part of why his vision didn’t go over well.  In response to the Uzumaki and Senju not possceing the vision and that they should allow Garuda to lead Alder took great offense and stood up as well.  “You openly insult my house, my brothers, and I in the same breath you ask us to take your hand!” Alders voice rose not because he was losing his composure but to emphasize his point and the position he was there to uphold.  For Alder there was great meaning behind the Uchiha’s words and he genuinely desired to inquire more but the conversation had made turn for the worst.  Alder had taken him to be speaking of more than just the doujutsu but instead worthwhile ideals of the future and how to achieve them.  This had not been the first insult either Alder had also taken notice when he remarked the Hyuga to be pivotal so the Uzumaki would just be nice to have, in order to convince others.
Hazama had also not been accepting the words of the young Uchiha head although in the village he was Alder’s superior here they were on equal footing.  But just in case he rage would not quell Alder picking up a kabob just encase the next exchange would result in the food being wasted. “Lord-Hazama surely we can end this without an exchange.  While we come here to speak of our clans, let us not cause war to our villages because of what has occurred here today.”
WC 545

Normally the Uzumaki would thank the host and give them a proper good bye as they parted ways. But it was best just to let the situation dissolve without any more exchanging of words. Instead he gave a slot nod of the head. More comments might be what sets things of off. This was surely not going to be the last he heard from the man. Even though things didn’t go the Uchiha’s way Alder could tell he wasn’t the type to just give up. There was alyways another plan brewing and nothing relied solely on any particular piece of the plant
The worst case scenario of blood bath had been avoided. Alder looked pleased as the last Uchiha walked out the room. Sitting on the floor he had began making a plate taking only items he knew would still taste good cold. Relieved Alder exhaled smiling he looked over the Hyuuga. “Well that wasn’t so bad was it now? Theres plenty of food left will I be dining alone? You probably had enough or perhaps your appetite was spoiled.” Picking up a large shrimp he dipped in an unknown sauce he was careful so that his sleeves didn’t touch the other food. After eating Alder would pick up the thrown furniture but not the food and apologize to the staff. He knew the Uchiha paid for space and food but Alder paid them for the added unnecessary work of picking up the fallen food. And with that he took his leave to Konoha.
WC total 1700
exit

Hazama's words were not met with hostility of the physical nature. Garuada had gained no allies here today. He only gained a foe, as for today he would be blessed to leave without an incident. Hazama wouldn't feel anything but disbelief. Hazama eyes continued to watch his foe, Garuda had ambition but it defintely took the boy down the wrong path, he was blind, and even though he hadn't been head of the Uchiha very long he had already shown how black his heart was. This boy was corrupt, and a sociopath.

"Garuda. I will bury you, and anyone who threatens my family. You will be cleansed of your sins by my hands."

Hazama stated as he reconnected the bottom portion of his Anbu Mask. He was getting ready for the trip home as Alder asked him to join.

"I'm sorry, my friend. I must be going I can't sit here waiting for that fool to breath life into his threats. I must prepare my clan for war. It was a pleasure, but I am sorry we had to meet under these terms and conditions. Safe travel to you and your dynasty."

Hazama said as he made his way downstairs.

[exit]