Kumori " Shadow " Bikou

:: Personal History ::

The gentle breeze would cascade over the grassy plains of the land of grass. Swaying at the mercy of the breeze the sound would echo about the plain till the tiny footsteps would be heard pounding against the wood floors of the humble home. Fields of wheat behind the home would resonate with the sounds of the grass as the tiny man's voice would cry out hands stretched towards a larger man sitting upon the edge of the decking. " PAPA!! " tears of joy would leave the little growing mans mouth as his father would turn slightly his stern gaze setting upon his son hidden behind the jet black bangs that hung down over his gaze he'd turn sharply dodging the hug from his son before simultaneously striking the kid in the back of the head with his closed fan as the child would stumble and fall to the grassy floor infront of his father he'd sniffle as if about to cry looking up to his father. " Don't you dare cry... Kumori. " the stern gaze glaring down upon his son as the young man would slowly stop his sniffling staring at his father. Footsteps slowly grow in the distance as men appear at the entrance of the compound " Hijikata-san. There are Shinobi entering the town. They don't have any visible markings on them. " nodding to the men as they quickly leap off dispersing their forumation as he'd stand Hijikata would look down to his son Kumori with a cold gaze before stepping off around him and slowly walking out of the compound. Kumori's gaze falling his fathers step as he walks away...As his father walked away Kumori would stand up huffing as he'd brush himself off a bit aggitated though was quick to remind himself of his silence and said nothing as he'd look around seeing his mother begin to step from behind the screen quietly. Without hesitation she'd hurry to Kumori and help brush himself off seeing a few tears that escaped his control as she'd smile to him the very ground they stood shuddered as the earth cried out from the explosion in the direction of the village. Looking up to the skies quickly to lay her gaze upon the smoke rising she'd reach behind her back pulling out a scroll and placing it into her sons hands. " Kumori-kun! Go into the hidden path. Hurry, hurry! " she'd push him towards the side of the house as she'd continue to push him looking over her shoulder towards the smoke explosions continuing to echo and force the ground to shudder from the force, stumbling towards the wooden decking she'd count in her head the planks of the home and lift the 56th plank on the row and pull a small draw rope opening the panel beneath it as she'd push her son down into the hole she'd close the panel quickly. All this time Kumori remained silent, having just been scolded for speaking moments earlier he did not verbally protest any of this though reluctantly his body did move before finding himself rolling down the sloped dirt beneath the house deep beneath the home were the structure of the tunnel was firm hardened by various support beams designed purely for the purpose of supporting the home above and protecting those that may rest below in this dwelling. Kumori would look to the scroll quietly for a moment as he'd see his family seal keeping the scroll closed. Looking about the area a moment as the room remained lit by the flickers of flames on the torches Kumori would hesitantly begin to walk down the single torch lit path deeper within the tunnel. The sounds of screams and explosions could be heard from above as the walls shook around Kumori leading him promptly to the small wooden door at the end of the path. Staying at the door Kumori would hug the scroll his mother gave him close to his chest and remained silent listening to the screams that'd only be cloaked by the echo of the explosions...Slowly the screams dwindled and the explosions stopped the sound of metal hitting metal could be heard as the battle had already passed its peak point of the conflict before suddenly a bright burst of sunlight shines into the tunnel as the small wooden door is ripped open as woman stood with an outstretched hand towards Kumori the Sunagakure Headband shimmering brightly as she'd swing her blade batting a few kunai away Kumori would take her hand and she'd jerk him from the ground into her arms holding him against her bossom she'd leap into the wheat fields and begin to dash away from the battle field heading back to Sunagakure... A Battle of resources, and at a cost of his mother and father the little man was taken to his new home in Sunagakure under the shelter of the woman closest to his family, Hinami Fumetsu.

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Hijikata Bikou, Age:

Shizune Bikou, Age:

Hinami Fumetsu, Age:

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:: Family History ::

[Chapter 1: The First Great Shinobi War - Bikou Clans First Breath]
CHING!CHING!CHING! The sounds of the kunai colliding in the air would echoe about the trees of the watery lands the battlefront has grown onto. The many shinobi would gather as small skirmishes continue to break out throughout this land, the Hourglass symboled headbands shimmering from what light reaches through the misty plains they traverse as the Water Symboled headbands would remain in silence in the wake of their victims. What these shinobi did not know was what terror was waiting in the shadows of their shadows. Watching them closely as his crystallized shimmering blue eyes resting upon the bodies he would carefully plan his attack his wavering blonde hair would flow as the man of your shadow rests blade drawn perched on the branches above, Daisuke Bikou... As the Mist Shinobi would surge from their hiding places the Sunagakure shinobi would be caught off guard. Sweeping down the Mist Shinobi would dive in towards the Suna Nin and as the blades met and the first sunagakure shinobi's eyes closed from the sparks that flew from metal meeting metal Daisuke appeared from the shadows appearing behind the Mist shinobi piercing his blade through the heart of the first mist shinobi, only a black streak could be seen as the Suna Nin opened his eyes and Daisuke had vanished once more into the trees. Shocked the Suna nin would confirm the kill with the mercilless laceration of the Mist Nins throat and go to quickly join another doubling on a single opponent the clashing of the metal drowning out the sound as Daisuke landed upon his branch turning suddenly as his shimmer crystal blue eyes would look from Mist Shinobi to Mist Shinobi as he'd calmly take in a silent breath raising his hands up he'd lock in a seal as all the Mist Shinobi leaped in to strike down at the Suna Nin their bodies would freeze in mid-motion and Daisuke would leap off keeping on his feet holding the seal to hold his concentration of the Genjutsu before releasing it as the screams of the Mist Shinobi getting cut down would echo through out the fog of this war. Leaping from branch to branch Daisuke would continue to regulate his breathing keeping light on his feet before suddenly coming to a stop just outside the encampment of the forward operating base of the Sunagakure Nin, laying back on the branch he'd relax back looking about the encampment as he'd pull out an onigiri and begin to eat his meal watching the shinobi dance about the camp preparing for the battle of the bridge, before glancing over his shoulder around the thick trunk of the tree he was leaned back against he'd watch the shinobi he had assisted earlier join the encampment as he'd smile a moment he'd mutter to himself, " Soo ka, reinforcements... Must be something big going on ... I wonder what .. " he'd chuckle quietly before leaping down from the branch of the tree landing in a bush just outside the encampment wall as he'd peer up along the branches he'd watch a Suna Nin slowl begin to walk past keeping a vigilant eye out for anyone that should approach from this side of the wall. As the Nin turned to continue down his path Daisuke would leap over the wall and landing down behind the tent he'd calmly smile turning as he'd almost seem as if he was using the shadows like it was toy to play with leaning back against the tent lightly he'd listen to the Commander of the FOB, Kitatsu Jikodo begin to discuss amongst his Platoon Leaders the plans. " Hitashi, and Juzo Im going to have you place pressure on the main frontlines at the bridge while I have Entatsu and Kira's platoons flank from either sides of the enemy encampment. Without this bridge supplies will be limited to be reached and our progression forward will be halted and it will only be a matter of time before we are overtaken as our forces dwindle from the daily skirmishes. " Nodding a moment the four platoon leaders would look to the map drawn out amongst the table placed in the center of the tent. Daisuke would nod a moment as he'd continue to eat his Onigiri calmly listening as Kira would raise her hand. " Do you have a picture and any additional information on the target enemy Commander "Frozen Blade" Kazuya-san ? " Daisuke's ear would perk slightly at the name before taking the final bite of his onigiri with a big smile as he'd slowly stand quietly brushing himself as Kitatsu would nod and begin to describe the man calmly Daisuke would suddenly leap over the wall without hesitation having already read the timing of the route the patrolling guards had made he'd land in a bush and turn about the tree he was once perched in taking out a small notebook he'd write down the description and the name of the target commander. Pushing off the tree he'd turn sharply and dance amongst the shadows moving back and forth assuring his protection from advantageous view points he'd quickly rush the treeline moving towards the bridge before leaping into the air handsealing suddenly and diving into the ground " Doton: Underground Projection Fish " calmly he would swim through the earth beneath the large running river above him as he'd resurface from the ground behind enemy lines in the hollow of a tree and begin his scan amongst the masses that surround him. Before slowly his eyes would befall the man standing with a noticable cold aura around him as the air would waver from the slow solidification of the moisture in the air Daisuke would sigh slightly at the sheer simplicity it had taken him to locate this very individual before simply sliding along his hiding spot and draw a small cloth over his body and closing his eyes for a moment with a yawn as the cloth changes image mixing him with the environment. Slowly his eyes would reopen as he'd look to the wall of the tree trunk his gaze locked onto the chakra signature of the man standing in the distance as Kazuya. Simply watching the man Daisuke's gaze wouldnt retreat for a moment before suddenly a large blast echoes outwards from the gate of the enemy encampment and Mist Shinobi would rush to their walls Daisuke would slowly stand from the hollow of the tree trunk and mutter to himself " Its go time ... " before he'd burst forth from the tree dashing quickly as his gaze remained pinned unpon the Commander and as he approached his katana drawn he'd pierce through the wall of the tent through Kazuya's heart as the tent collapses down on the frozen blade of Kirigakure Daisuke would stand above the body wrapped in the tent covers and slowly push the katana completely through the mans body and into the ground before twisting the blade at his wrist and slowly moving the blade back and forth to force it free from the ground shredding the muscles and tissue of the heart completely before ripping the katana free and leaping off slashing backwards to lacerate the juggular as he does so and lands in the distance as he'd lock in the handseals once more before slowly sinking down into the earth once more and disappearing from the sight completely and out of the enemies encampment. Resurfacing next to a large rock formation Daisuke would leap from rock to rock to reach the highest point and overlook the battle calmly watching the chaos unfold before turning and setting back off for home. " Mission... Successful. " ...

Days pass as his trip back to wind country was long and treacherous as he returned home from the frontlines his body tired and his soul tired Daisuke had no time for this though as he had to file his report. The only thing that kept him around Sunagakure, the receptionist.. Asuka Al'akir her long flowing black hair simply captivated his mind while her cheerful smile captivated his soul. Awaiting his return Asuka sat at the desk fiddling her thumbs nervously as it was the day he promised to return back to Sunagakure. Worried about what may have gone wrong as she was not oblivious to the existance of the war front and what horrors that unfold her hand would slowly lower to her stomach a moment with a smile as she'd look down before looking up and Daisuke stood infront of her desk with a big smile she'd sudden jump at the shock as she'd grasp her chest staring at him wide eyed Daisuke would laugh as he'd hold out the folder to the woman waiting for him to return. " Daisuke-kun! What the hell! You scared me! " she'd snatch the folder from him and would puff her cheeks out at him frustrated as he'd wavers a hand " Gomen, Gomen, Asuka-chan. " before chuckling again as she'd smirk slightly as place her hand on her stomach with a deivous grin. " Well, for his health your going to have to stop doing that. " Stopping his chuckle he'd blinking slightly for a moment looking to Asuka with a bit of bewilderment upon his face. " Huh? What do you mean Asuka-chan ? " Her grin would shift to an innocent smile as she'd tilt her head to the side and simply state. " Im pregnant. " As that faithful word leaves her lips the Shadow of the Kazekage, would hit the ground stone cold as Asuka would giggle for a moment she'd blink as he doesnt return too. " Uh ... Daisuke-kun ... Daisuke-kun ... Wake up Daisuke-kun! ... DAISUKE~KUUUUUN~! " ...

Though the birth of that child was only the beginning as two more had came to admist the continuation of his missions and his time with, and without his family as it grew was hard on Daisuke as time had passed rather quickly it seemed and his two sons, Akira and Kazuya Bikou, and his daughter Kusakuroe Bikou had quickly grown within the walls of Sunagakure. Though due to Daisuke's work the village made sure the family never really went without as these three children recieved plenty of Daisuke's training Regime from their mother and quickly grasped the same capabilities of their father. Joining the Academy at a rather young age and even graduating before their expectations these children were refined and keen with their senses and almost immediately drawn to the call of battle. The storm shudders the ground as the thunder roars in water country and the war front has grown hectic from the struggle for dominance after overtaking the bridge they were capable of pushing forward but the forces were further dwindled as the coverage they needed had to be expanded and this is where these three new Chuunin quickly came in to remedy as Akira, Kazuya, and Kusakuroe found themselves amongst the ruin overlooking the map they had down under the protection of the canopy above Akira the oldest would look about the map drawing his finger about the map as he spoke in a hush " The enemy forces are planning to move around and lay a distraction from the east of the new FOB that father had assisted in overtaking for the battle of the bridge. This force is key to their tactic as they are going to let the battle draw out with these forces before striking with the main force on their home front to the south of the encampment. " Nodding a moment the two would look to Akira before Kusakuroe would speak softly with her delicate voice, " I suggest that Kazuya-nee and I take out the major supporting powers of the distraction regime while you assist from the shadows on the main front. " Kazuya would nod slightly in agreement as Akira would look to the both of them a bit worried as he'd mutter. " I don't know how I feel about splitting up out squad to help assisting in both defenses of the FOB. " Kusakuroe would draw her finger along the structures surrounding the path of their target. " I wouldn't have suggested it if the terrain was disadvantageous. But with these ruined buildings and rock formations we should have plenty of play room between the two of us. " Nodding in agreement Akira would look to the map. " I understand but we are not a breed of shinobi that can take out an entire Platoon with only two of us. Even Father would have a hard time unless he had a long period of time to dwindle the forces down and drag the battle out and assassinate them one by one. We could not do that in this situation because the forces have to be taken out before reaching the encampment. " Kazuya would place a hand on Akira's shoulder and smile " We'll be fine Akira, they will need you more then we will. Take to the main front and let us handle the rest, Ne? " looking two both his siblings Akira would reluctantly agree before taking their maps and any additional supplies that would turn information over incase the worste should occur, a precaution that all shinobi in their field would practice as Akira would leap off he'd frown a moment before taking a breath and exhaling slowly and burst forth from the branch darting to his post just outside the Encampment towards the south closer to Kirigakures homefront then the walls of the encampment sinking back into the shadows of the cracks of a waterfall scanning over the area as he'd watch the treeline vigilantly. Tapping forearms Kusakuroe and Kazuya would grin as they too would dart off towards theit own respective locations dashing through the treelines they'd glance around the area with each leap from the branches before suddenly a kunai hits the tree and their eyes would widen at the direction of the path of the Kunai as 12 Kirigakure shinobi stood and wire that laced the area enclosed on them drawn with explosive tags the thunderous explosion would be timed with the roar of the thunder of the storm up above as Akira's gaze would raise slowly something had suddenly felt like it was missing within as Kazuya and Kusakuroe had taken their last breath. But before the feeling could settle in Akira's eyes would catch the forces moving closer to the edge of the treeline, his eyes would quickly shift from the enemy forces to the unsuspected Suna Nin forces and Akira would move swiftly as he'd dart along the cover of the cliff side above before tossing a kunai straight into the air as the wind picks up and rolls the trajectory of the kunai slightly it'd angle towards the enemy forces just outside the wall as the tag explodes the battle begins to erupt on the homefront leaving Sunagakure Shinobi with an early warning and foiling the attack pattern of the enemy Akira would remove himself from the situation promptly as to avoid being caught in the crossfire as he'd move off to the positions his siblings were to be as he'd leap from the riverside and into the forest he'd run from the first branch and leap from tree to tree as the smell of fresh blood and charred wood would fill his senses as he'd land on the branch just outside the blast radius that had left the crater with both Kazuya and Kusakuroe's remains mangled in the pit. Lips quivering Akira would stare down into the pitt his hands falling towards his two swords in anger before his body simply relaxes hand he'd weep in silence. " Gomenosai... Kazuya.. Kusakuroe... " he'd reach a hand up to wipe his tears from his face and look to the shinobi approaching the wall of the FOB he'd reach down grasping both the blades and leap from the branch of the tree landing down amongst 4 of them as suddenly his blades are drawn and two heads hit the floor his gaze would shimmer slightly as the world seemed to have gained a 'pulse' to Akira turning and cutting down the enemy quickly as the screams of the battle at the FOB began to grow closer and closer as the enemy breaks through to the stronghold despite the early warning the Encampments forces were too small to accept any powerful push that was established by the Kirigakure forces and Akira would leap up kicking off the chest of a Kirigakure shinobi flipping as his blades find its sheaths and a bomb hits the ground a massive plume of smoke lifting into the air as he'd retreat from the battlefront tossing an explosive tag down into the crater where the mangled remained were left, to dispose of everything that was left behind. As he'd begin to retreat back home and the Sunagakure forces were once again pushed back fromt the Kirigakure homefront. Silent screams of pain leaving his lips through the entire journey home. The man returns to Sunagakure.. broken...