Otogakure… a melting pot of various backgrounds and cultures. Some hailed from the once vibrant and strong, hidden leaf village others from the smaller nations whose even smaller hidden villages who once called owed allegiance to the hidden leaf. Yoshitsune wasn't among either group, he was born in… or at least around Otogakure. He was truly a native of these lands… yet his peers often felt and thought otherwise.

Toki, Yoshitsune's mother, had sent him to the village for supplies for the next couple of weeks. He absolutely dreaded going to the village alone, which wasn't because of how he was treated. More so, it seemed that trouble usually found him when he did. Still, not wanting to face the wrath of his mother. So, he'd venture down from their cosy home nestled in the mountains north of Otogakure. It always took him longer than usual to reach the village as he'd get sidetracked several times along the way.

Before reaching the village, he'd make a beeline to Sayuri's home. He figured that if he had to suffer the ominous glares, and creepy whispers of the villagers, then she should too. Besides, she was his only friend and he really enjoyed her company even if people were weirded out about them hanging. As he walked he poked his hand into his pockets to make sure the list his mother had given him was still there. "Hehehe didn't lose it this time" he said to himself, eventually walking up to Sayuri's front door.

Knocking on the door, the blue haired boy couldn't help but smile, the longer he waited for someone to answer the door the bigger the smile had become. No matter what the two of them were doing it always turned into an adventure and it just so happened Sayuri was the best person to go on an adventure with.

"Moshi Moshi!!! Sayuri!! Come on let's go to the village!!!" He said not able to hide his excitement… as if they were doing more than just running errands.