A sinister, familiar chill wound run up Daisuke's back. One that warned him of the fearsome, life threatening malevolence that he'd somehow managed to get used too during the passed few months. There was the sound of a chain rustling one moment and, in the next, a cool silver barbed chain found itself rushing upwards from the floor at his feet with the intent to ensnare him in a metal cocoon of chakra and metal. He most likely wasn't quick enough to avoid the chains, but he could be a little more vigorous today and might be lucky enough to, out of pure instinct, avoid them. It would really surprise her if he did manage something that agile.
No. What she expected was for his body to go tense and his mind to forget what to do at that immediate moment and his chakra would instinctively do the work. A reflexive use of his sand would stay the jagged chains from ensnaring him in their cruel, crippling grip. It was that sand that would keep him from getting any uncomfortable cuts from the quickly executed capture tactic. Though, even that sand wouldn't last. No. The chains would eat into the chakra, numbing the particles of dirt, and they'd fall away as the chains would, with hauntingly cruel slowness edge their way closer to the boy's delicate fair skin.
"That is so cute~" A young, spry woman would retort, having heard the words said by the much older Jinchuriki. Walking into the room from the hallway was a gorgeous blond kunoichi with faded gray eyes and a skimpy, revealing matching attire. Running down her strong, smooth thighs were those same chains that found their way towards the delicate Jinchuriki of the Ichibi. She had a sweet voice, like that of a songstress or an actress, and was hardly dressed as anyone matching any village. In fact, if she didn't have those magical, powerful chains running down from out her body one wouldn't have assumed such a girl was a kunoichi at all. That and her Suna headband hanging on her long sleeved, beautiful pink blouse. Those thick, seductive pink lips were curled in a brilliant smile as she couldn't help but be exorbitantly amused by the words that came out of Kai's mouth.
"But, little Jinchuriki, how do you know the ANBU truly let you go?" She would ask, walking into the room as if she belonged there, "If I were in charge of a potential Jinchuriki, I'd let him run off, thinking he was free, in a half beaten state so that, perchance, someone would place a wonderful weapon inside his body. A weapon that would crawl itself way back into the loving embrace of its cold, dead, mother," A cool chuckle came from the woman as she spoke about something she knew about this boy that others may not. Wanted ninja, especially those that knew secrets and could take down ANBU, were quite popular in the realm of classified information sharing. "Maybe, just maybe, the ANBU of Konoha had bigger plans for you than you realize. Shouldn't think so little about ninja," She'd say, reaching over to pull Daisuke into a far-too-close-for-comfort hug.
"But all that is probably untrue," She'd say, beaming with a bright smile. She'd run her hands through Daisuke's hair if she managed to pull him in for a hug and, if she did have him within arms reach, he'd feel an enormous amount of his chakra being stolen from him. It would be best if Daisuke made sure to get distance from her, else she would drain him to the point of being incapacitated. She kept her careful, tactical, cruel eyes on Kai as she spoke about him, wanting to fill him with doubt and fear. But, like she did with most things, she lost interest in the uninteresting Missing-Nin and focused on the fruit of her life.
Daisuke.
"Were you planning on leaving me already, Daisuke? An S-Rank mission. We'd better get you out of those diapers then, hmm?" She'd ask, a joyful laugh. Daisuke would know, at this point, that he needed to have attacked her, with the full intent to kill her. "Subjugate," She'd say, sending 5 heavy, thick chains Daisuke's way. They were quicker than the last few and he knew she could easily move them willfully. They were aiming to capture him and restrain him, likely they'd toss him threw a wall or slam him on the ground. If he was going to go on a high ranking mission, he was going to have to be able to at least show her he could handle the basics...Which he did everyday...All the time. His violent, passive aggressive Sensei had a knack for random lessons and showy demonstrations of her power.
Still, she was quite full of herself. She was attacking Daisuke in this room, in front of everyone, without a care. They could join in, get out of the way, or help her, she didn't really worry about it. As far as she was concerned, the end result wasn't going to change. This was, in the end, between herself and her student. She didn't need to explain her motivations, not to anyone. Though, Daisuke likely knew. Sometimes she forgot the kid had eyes and ears the same as she did. Daisuke would know that she was testing his resolve in this.
"You know, you could always run away. We could go have lunch in the Tea Country on our way back to Suna?" She sweetly offered, watching her student with a playful expression and a light in her eyes, however even with that smile and that tone, the coldness of a heartless killer could still be seen in this his violent, completely aggressive Sensei.