The duo had seemingly found their way back into the streets of Konoha, yet it just seemed to be Heihachi by himself rather than he and a snake. Regardless, Heihachi peered around before jumping down the manhole after the snake. If death was not his shadow already, it might soon be. Seijuro’s invisible guise had worn out and now they had been visible to each other once more. Eyes connected once more, Heihachi was ready to dispel any genjutsu he had fell for the first time. The windows to their souls had been open allowing information to solemnly peer into adjacent windows. 

Ready for Seijuro to beguile him into something even more treasonous, he allowed him the floor, intuitively listening. Heihachi was indeed famous especially among the Rebels and even some of the Empire, he had lived through more halcyon eras than most. Yet this was something that he had already known about himself, Seijuro merely enforced it. [i]"Fool you once, shame on me, fool me twice, shame on you, Senju."[/i] that sentence stung like venom. “Indeed, but I have not gotten this fair by taking precautions. I live by the book and the sword, not by weightless words of men. There is only one man I trust, and that is not you Seijuro.” Heihachi spouted while his wrinkled face pressed on. He was indeed wasting his time, with the little show of fireworks in the warehouse had torn him away from the village and the night to follow, Arano would have to be by himself until his meeting was over. But, Seijuro was right about one thing. He was indeed curious. While he did value respect and power, he had finally cracked the egg on this reconnaissance mission. 

[i]” The enemy of my enemy is my friend”[/i] His bushy greyed eyebrows had furrowed and cocked upwards. It was true he had clear disdain for the Empire and the Empress himself, but why did Seijuro need to destroy the empire? It was certainly good to have an ally in the darkness, but one that orchestrated the warring tides like puppets was never completely reliable. The same fate shared by many organizations in his past. Lowering his eyebrows and inhaling an exuberant amount of air, Hiehachi began to speak. “You haven’t led me astray yet. If I’m signing my life away to ensure the destruction of the Empire, I can at least live the rest of my life with purpose. A martyr to the cause. However if I even catch a scent of your coiling constricting nature, I will leave my life with every last breathe in order to wreathe the head on your shoulders.” Heihachi still looking into the eyes of the snake. “I accept your offer. When do we begin?”