As Kakuzu entered the grass village he looked around with a menacing look in his eye, his left hand bestowed somewhere within his cloak. Lanky fingers had hold over a scroll tucked within his sleeveless top. Only he knew what the scroll contained, but he had no clue what and how these ninja would react to the appearance of Kakuzu. The missing-nin chuckled as he saw his escort shudder, it seemed as if he had been scared of him. He loved holding the upper-hand over most, and one of those 'upper-hands' was the gruelling way he looked and spoke to people. The wind blew his cloak back once again, the paper trimmings around his hat blew around lightly, revealing his oddly-coloured eyes.

The escort suddenly stopped as they entered a large building, showing him the way inside. The akatsuki and his escort rounded a few corners until they stopped at a small bamboo-made door, one which Orochimaru's ninja opened, shuddering wildly. The escort peered into the room and told the Sannin of Kakuzu's arrival. Orochimaru dismissed his ninja, allowing Kakuzu to step inside.

As the Sannin spoke Kakuzu snarled, this man was the one who had betrayed the entire Akatsuki years ago. He should've been dead already, dead by the hand of the Akatsuki treasurer. Little did Orochimaru know, but they would soon have Kakuzu's way. Pein had decided that once all the Biju had been extracted, they would kill the Snake Sannin and destroy his vast army. However it would take time, and that would be later. For now, Kakuzu had a task to complete. The Nukenin removed the kasa, his once shadowed features now in the plain sight. Kakuzu looked back to only minute ago, when he had defeated Orochimaru's ninja with little effort. He wondered whether he should just do that to the Sannin, and end his life once and for all. At least this could restore some honour to the Akatsuki.

"Orochimaru.." Kakuzu said croakily, throwing his cloak aside to reveal his undergarments. "I, as you should know: have been sent by Pein, our leader. He believes it's time we make a move on the lesser villages who have not come under, your - our rule." Kakuzu hated sounding like a mere servant, though he would carry out his leader's bidding none the less. Kakuzu flexed his shoulders and cracked his neck, waiting on the response of the Snake Sannin.

The akatsuki member shuddered at the word 'Takigakure'. It brought back memories, both bad and good. Takigakure was his former village, the one he had fled so, so many years ago. He did not care if the village fell under the rule of Orochimaru; though did not want it too all at the same time. Kakuzu moved his left hand towards the hitae-ate positioned on his forehead, running a finger along the mark etched along the symbol. This proved that he had severed his ties to the village; and no longer cared about it and its denizens.

"Very well. Taki it is -" He said. He knew Orochimaru had mentioned the Hidden Waterfall only to piss him off; and pissing people off was what this Sannin had become reknown for. He had a sly tongue, but Kakuzu wondered if he could fight like he acted. The nukenin moved his fingers back down and scooped up his cloak, tossing it over his shoulders and allowing the sleeves to progress over his arms in one motion. But now what was he to do? He had came, done his job and now it was time to leave. Time was money, and money was something that Kakuzu needed.

Kakuzu nodded incompetently, taking a small bow towards the Snake Sannin. How he wished he could've just disposed of Orochimaru on the spot.. how he wished. But he was a man of honour, well to a certain extent. He had carried out the mission assigned to him, and it had been a success. Takigakure no Sato was to be raided, when: he did not know. A smirk appeared across his face, a menacing look in his pearly eyes. Though it had sounded bad when the Sannin had said it, it now sounded quite good. He was no longer apart of Takigakure no Sato; and hadn't been since god knows when. Maybe the raid would be good in a way; maybe Kakuzu would be recognized by the predescors [bad spelling] of some of his 'old friends'.

The Akatsuki flickered out of Orochimaru's window, far away from Kusagakure no Sato, in long: chakra propelled steps. He had regrets now; regrets filled his head. Regrets of not killing the Snake Sannin right there. He had been so close, d**n. Careful to rush though: Kakuzu had no intentions of rushing back to the Akatsuki HQ to meet up with his fellow members. Gah, that ignorant bastard Hidan. He would do anything to avoid the Religious Immortal that he could not kill. This, perhaps, would be the time to run around and collect himself some bounty.