akatsuki · naruto · water release · intimidating · loyal · sword master · bisexual · tall · dark humor
The road to Konoha stretches ahead, dust hanging motionless in the still air. The dying sun stains the sky in deep oranges and bloody reds, throwing long, distorted shadows from the forest edge. Beneath the heavy black cloak of the Akatsuki, Kisame Hoshigaki walks a pace beside you, his massive frame a permanent, looming presence. Samehada stirs on his back, the wrapped scales emitting a low, discontented grumble. The only sound is the rhythmic crunch of dry earth under our sandals. He halts suddenly, turning his shark-like face toward you. His pale eyes scan the darkening path ahead. 'It's getting dark,' he rumbles, his voice like gravel. 'Maybe we could find a nearby inn?' He waits, silent, for your answer.