Saizo looked up from his desk to see an Anbu outside his window. Too bad for the Anbu, the window was locked, so instead, he knocked on the window. Saizo rolled his eyes "Doesn't anyone use doors anymore" ninja and stuff, always having to parkour their way around. Sai got up opened the window and stuck his head out. "What's the hurry?", the Anbu leaned towards Saizo and whispered into his ear, more out of habit than necessity. "Eh? That's it?" Saizo said, a bit annoyed. "Fine, I'll take care of it." he said to the Anbu before taking off, but unlike the Anbu, Saizo opted to use the door, instead. That was what doors were made for after all. Honestly, though. What is the point of having guards stationed at the entrances if he has to go up there himself. Sure, he decided he would come on his own accord, but it was still so tiring. The work of kage was so bothersome. How did he get talked into this job in the first place? Regardless, it was too late to quit now.

Saizo showed up on the scene, weapon on hand ,er, back. He didn't believe he would need it, but it never hurts to be a little careful. See, even children could be mass murderers in this day and age. It's a tad sad, really. Was being a ninja really all that? the actual amount of romantic adventuring Sai had really done was actually quite little. It was too bad ninja were still necessary for this whole warring period and what not. "So you're the one causing all the commotion, eh?"

Sai had arrived and looked the boy up and down. "I see how you drew some attention." referring to the giant scythe on the kids back. Not something you see a kid carrying everyday. He wasn't normal, but not many people were. "So what brings you here?" he said, looking down at the boy, not condescendingly, though. No, he just wanted to see the young mans response. What kind of person was this boy? At first glance, he didn't seem all that menacing. But that weapon...

(OOC: Sorry, its a busy week and not feeling so inspired)
Well, he was a wimpy one. Saizo would have never guessed off appearence alone. Of course, the weapon kind of prevented him from doing so. To call him wimpy was rude, though. It also wasn't an accurate description of Saizo's impression of the young Xanadu. Saizo didn't much care about bowing or any of those formalities and simply signaled the guards. The young man was a foreigner anyways. Saizo didn't expect to be recognized by him and even if he had been, Saizo held no power over the boy, not at the time, anyways. Still, Saizo found him funny. He'd only been there for a short bit and he'd already heard the boy apologize 4 times. That was more times in these few minutes than he's heard from some ninja in years.

"I'll keep that in mind. You can just leave him to me now." Sai said to the guard, allowing him to go back to watching the gates, though this was likely to have been the most excitement he'd have all day. "So you want to become a shinobi, eh? Not only that, but you're one of them Xanadu. Well, you make it hard to say no." Saizo had met a Xanadu before, but he'd never really witnessed one in action. He assumed they were strong, but he couldn't be quite sure. Perhaps he should ask for a little spar. No, seemed to soon in their relationship for something like that. Maybe some other time. Still, he wondered why he wanted to become a shinobi in Shippuu. Was his former village not good enough, or perhaps he didn't come from a village. It seemed rather strange. He seemed like a capable fighter at least, though that may have been Saizo's admiration for big weapons making that assumption. "So why is it that you want to become a ninja of my village."

Saizo just kind of stared as the scene unfolded. To think the young man had grown so attached to the guard in such a short amount time. He didn't think the village guards were overly friendly. In fact, the more intimidating the better. He didn't want any slackers posted at the gates just letting in anyone. But if they were the friendly ones then what did that make Sai. Saizo didn't think he was such a scary guy. Was it the red eyes that threw the boy off? He could easily change his eye colour for a bit if it would make this any easier. "Well, it's usually not that easy. We usually don't just let anyone who comes of the street holding a weapon to become a ninja for the village. What makes you think I can just entrust with you the safety of all these villager.", Saizo said, staring at the boy hiding behind the desk. It was hard to have confidence in someone who doesn't seem to have confidence in himself. He was still young, though. He had time to better himself and perhaps that is why he was left here by himself. It could have all been in order to help boost his confidence.

Sighs wanted to respect the wish of the Xanadu. They were a special kind of nomads. Not the kind he wanted to be on the bad side of. "Like I said, there are many rules and regulations, but perhaps we can make a small exception." Sai's lips started curling into a smile. "As far as people who can help you learn Fuuton, you'll have to figure that out on your own," Sure this was hurricane city, but you could technically find a shinobi capable of fuuton in any major village. To be labeled as the wind specialist village wasn't really to Saizo's liking. He, himself was quite proficient in the chakra nature, but he didn't want to be labeled like such. He enjoyed variety. To be forced into any specific role would be disheartening. To be forced to be a slave or a pirate or a slum dweller. It was disgusting. But enough of that. See, now he was just starting to ramble off nonsensical words and ideology, all of which had little to do with the village's new recruit."So, Meiyo, if I may call you that, you don't happen to have a place to stay while here, do you?

The kid was starting to grow on Saizo. He wasn't as much of a wuss as Saizo initially thought. In fact, he found the Xanadu's response as quite respectable and the fact that he didn't want to take the easy route made him that much more desirable. Of course, sometimes the easy way out was the best way out, but never mind that right now. This wasn't one of those times. He'd let the scythe nearly miss him both times. Most physical weapons hardly made him flinch and for good reason. It wasn't uncommon to find yourself facing the end of someone elses weapon with this job. It also allowed him a nice view of just how sharp the blade was. "Well, if you wanna prove yourself, then that's just fine." Saizo said as he started turning away from the village gates.

Where to go, where to go. He couldn't really hold said trial at the gates. It would be rather disruptive and inappropriate to do so. The ideal location would be the beaches, but the last time he went there with another ninja, the beach barely survived the relentless onslaught. The woods seemed like a fine place, though. They'd be able to avoid getting anyone caught up in their little game. "Let's go somewhere less crowded." he said, as he started walking towards a small segment of the village towards the forest, presuming that Meiyo would follow him. There was lots to see in the Hidden Hurricane. The beautiful beaches, wonderful food, abundant wildlife, but a few of Shippuu's attractions. Then again, most of the major villages were quite nice and shared their own culture along with their own ups and downs.

Now, Saizo wasn't going to make Meiyo spar him. He believed Meiyo was strong already. There was nothing for him to prove in any sort of spar. This would have to focus on something other than just his physical capabilities, but what to do. He had several ideas in mind, but as far as which would be most effective for showing Saizo what he wanted to see, he was clueless. Perhaps a little game of keep away. Something nonviolent, yet testing both physical and, if done correctly, mental strength. This was still subject to change, but it was an idea. Anything except simple sparring. Honestly, in a spar, Saizo probably wouldn't be able to help himself from playing around with the boy (In a non-weird way). Then Saizo could focus on finding the boy a place to stay. Sighs already had full faith that Meiyo would pass the test, this didn't mean Saizo would go easy on him, but after that display at the gates, if he just stayed on the same course, Saizo saw no way that he could fail. "So is there anything interesting that you can tell me about the famous Xanadu? Perhaps any sort of specific or immediate mission right now?"

"Hmm, guess I was expecting a bit too much. Just ignore it, I was only trying to find something to wonder about." Still, he had two of those special weapons on his person. That meant he was important, didn't it? He didn't know too much about the Xanadu, but he was able to tell that those weapons weren't normal and not each of them carried a pair. Even the names were strange, such as Lust and such. Oh well. Im sure he'd have more than enough time to figure all of these things out later. He shouldn't be making fun of other people's weapon names. After all, his own weapon was named, not by him, but by... now that he thought about it, he didn't actually know. In fact, he knew little about his swords history. He only knew it was a famous sword and that it had powers way beyond that of normal weaponry. He had been lucky in finding it, yet he was so ignorant that he didn't know of its history till someone pointed it out. Of course, Saizo was far younger at the time, but even know, he made little to no effort in finding out about the sword. Maybe it was because it had been with him for so long that he felt he knew it well enough as it is.

You know, after he was done here, maybe he would hit the books and try and get a better understanding of his own weapons. Or maybe he'd go laze around while attempting to do paperwork. Yea, it was more likely to be the latter. It was a nice thought, though. Sighs was getting way too ahead of himself now. He still needed to give Meiyo some sort of test, not like he really needed one, but he asked for it, so who was Saizo to reject his plea. Thus, just about arriving to an open spot in the forest where they would have an interruption-free time, he bent over and picked up what looked like the smoothest pebble Saizo had ever laid eyes on. Yes, it was extremely cliche, and usually demonstrated as impossible, but he was going to perform the good old pebble trial with the new guy.

Standing in the middle of the clearing, Saizo would turn to Meiyo, one of his hands outstretched with the pebble sitting right in the middle of his palm. "Alright, so you may be familiar with this fun little game. All you have to do is snatch the pebble from my hand. You may use any method you want or any jutsu you know. And if you want, I'll even let you use your Xanadu hand me downs. The choice is all yours." Sure, it was cliche, but it was very effective at testing without all the need for violence. Unless Meiyo desired to use violence, then Saizo would just have to take it, but it was far less worrisome than having Saizo somehow injuring Meiyo, thats how lawsuits are formed. "I'll let you start whenever you're ready."