Koji willingly stepped into his mother's embrace, returning the hug, as if the action might bring some return to normalcy. No such return came, but the action itself was more reflective of the boy he had been, rather than the young man he had so swiftly been forced to become; perhaps there was still time to gain back some of what he had lost. That was, after all, why he had insisted on visiting. While the small group made their way to a more private location, Shinkirou quietly excused himself, slipping away. Cloaked beneath a chakra shroud, he passed through the party, slipping effortlessly by despite the dancers almost intent on stepping upon the invisible guardian. Slowing only in passing to lay his hand upon the shoulder of a golden-eyed male he had met in Kumogakure, the Jounin made his way outside.
"I wish I knew you were coming... I would have made more preparations...I could have had you and Atric properly introduced and you introduced into the public. What brought you here?"
"Well, uh..." He looked towards his feet for a moment, the unintentional awkwardness of the situation a bit worse than he'd anticipated. Who was Atric that they'd have to be introduced, anyway? And there was Raika to deal with... "I was hoping that I might be allowed to stay," he stated softly, glad that as focused on his mother as he was, he wouldn't have to see the look on Raika's face. "Kumogakure is nice and all, but I'm sick of hiding. I should be here." He trailed off towards the end, all too aware that he might have forgotten to mention it to his benefactor in Kumo. Shinkirou had agreed on the spot, shockingly enough, but hadn't been willing to break the news.
When Atric suddenly spoke up, Koji glanced in his direction, his sole visible emerald eye narrowing slightly as he took in the boy's appearance.
"I trust your stay at Kumogakure was enjoyable, I do believe this is our first meeting. I am Atric Kodani."
He relaxed a bit at the introduction, reaching out to shake the other male's hand. He didn't really look like a Kodani, lavish dress aside, but maybe they didn't all look quite so... unique as his immediate family. Atric was probably a cousin, then? Odd that he'd be in Seijitsu's immediate company.
"Back in a moment."
Otoha had been just about to call out, having spotted a familiar face- what the hell was Ian doing here of all places? -when he felt a pressure upon his shoulder, from an unseen hand, and an unexpected yet familiar chakra signature. Immediately excusing himself, he pointed Omoi in Ian's direction, she hadn't seemed to notice him for whatever reason. Slipping through the crowd with a bit less stealth than the invisible man who had called for a meeting, he made his way outside.
He growled under his breath with annoyance, noting the shifting distortions in the air as Apollo appeared, shedding a thermal cloak for a muffling technique that would keep their conversation private. He really didn't care for the blue-haired swordsman he had met in Kumogakure, for all too many reasons.
"Have you told her yet? Perhaps I should."
Otoha's eyes shifted, the deep pools of gold darkening notably. Apollo's general demeanor, the complete lack of emotion- it really pissed him off, to say nothing of the few secrets they were forced to share.
"How about you? I'm sure the Lady Kodani would love to hear what you have to say about that little incident last year." He grinned, deadly sharp draconic teeth visible for a moment, before they reverted to their original human state. "You keep my secret, Sagaku, and I'll keep yours. Otherwise, well... there's a lot of people here. Someone's bound to get caught in the crossfire."
The exchange completed, such as it was, Otoha brushed aside the barrier, settling his eyes and heading back inside.
Push your care, push your burdens aside, erase everything inside and leave just one thing on your mind.You only live once, so just go f.ucking nuts.RIP Okinami - RIP Shadow