Beauty and The Bullet

Arrival
The sun was shining bright in the light blue sky, illuminating the world with its presence. The waters began melting into vapor by the little smothering afternoon heat, forming a mild, usual scent around the area. The birds rested atop the small branches of trees, chirping sweet music to those who could take the time to listen, but not this fellow blue-haired boy. "Hmph... This dumb sun kills my vibe sometimes. And this dumb sweater doesn't make things easier. Good thing sad-eyes and the nerd aren't here or else I would die before reaching the dumb village... Hmm... Yeah... Death By Annoyance..." the infamous Bullet of the Hidden Leaf complained, groaning in-between these words. He was clad in jet-black pants, purple sweater and white shirt, accompanied by a scroll he had been given by the Hokage himself, Naruto Uzumaki, to send to the Namikage as a sign of mutual alliance... The only disadvantage was the boy's hard-headed ways and impatient attitude. "Finally... I've arrived... I've arr--" the last sentence was cut short by an incoming chakra signature he had sensed. He peered at where it came from with his arms folded, awaiting whatever happens next.