Dasuto was walking alongside her escort, Iwagakure and Kumogakure nin alike. Differences had been squashed gleefully after the treaty was formed between the two Hidden Villages. The love of her life didn't start as a love. It started as a simple way to gain politcal movements and aid in times of war. Looking to the sky, the dust from the road floating as wisps. "It will be good to finally see Kumo again." Dasuto's words coming out with a contentful tone. She had no clue that she was the Akatsuki's next target...