Bored being boring

Being bored was something all human's shared, be them ninja's, peaceful villagers, samurai, and of course lucky women that happened to like getting money. Money from a ninja with nothing better to do. So the story went, Kurama finished up with his "jutsu" and he indeed preformed all the correct "handsigns" to ensure the "jutsu" went as perfect as possible. It was something of a wonderful experience for both of them, and of course he felt satisfied knowing he got to release his favorite seal. What man doesn't want to release that seal now and again. Kurama was now just bored, tired of the constant medical attention Iwa received, and coherently bored with not being able to do as he pleased with his knowledge, he felt like he was being held back, because he knew how to advance. Which was a silly position to be in, as he knew, the people around him knew, and all those above him knew he knew. Silly and slightly confusing. So Kurama sat, played with a kunai until it drew blood, then healed it, and repeated the process.

A figure walked down a long street watching village people walk past, as the figure walked up a long pathway into the gates of a old brown house stopping infront of the gates looking at the house the figure watched as his white grayish hair blew in the nice winds breeze opening the gate the figure walked up 3 stacks of stairs kicking the door down looking at the figure in the house watching him with his full black robe that covered his face and body leaving nothing open to see.