Rijun cried. He cried not for the men lost. He cried not for the wars, nor the men to be later lost in those wars. No this young man whose pearl eyes shed silver tears was crying for the earth. Why the earth you ask? He cries for the earth and the future torment she will feel. He cries for the land in which life is given and returned. That is why Rijun cries. And this is how the profit will be found. His hair in knots as he prays to the gods to spare the earth. But even his prayers will go unanswered.

*eight years ago*

Feet hit the forest floor. Long blond hair swayed back and forth.

"Yashimaru!" the feet stopped instantly. Pale blue eyes stared at the dark blue eyes in front of them. Yashimaru smiled and waved his hand up.

"Okay okay Minato nii-San!" Minato snorted and made for his little brother and trusted anbu. Yashimaru smirked and out of two hidden pouches came three pronged kunai. As the only other living Nazimaki Yashimaru was trained in the art of the lightning devil blades as his clan once called them. Minato laughed and dodged. Catching the kunai mid air he spun on his heel and launched them at his brother. Yashimaru dodged and suddenly went still. His eyes darkened and he spun to face the trees. Pale blue mist seeped from the roots of the trees and filled the area with toxic gas.

"Minato-nii cover you're mouth and nose!" Minato listened and crouched on the branch.

"This gas doesn't work like that child. This gas is my special mix. It seeped through your skin and paralyzes your body" Yashimaru and Minato believed the voice as their body's grew heavy.

"Tch! I didn't even get to move Minato thought as he fell onto the forest floor. Just over the mist he could see his baby brother being held as if he was an infant. The man which Minato could see was not very large put his hand on Yashimaru's. Chest. One hand was above each lung. Minato's eyes widened as he realized who the man was. He was Zamaru Tayoga or red river. He has his victim's die suffocating in their own blood after he practically liquefies their organs. And struggle as he might Minato closed his eyes and let a tear free as his baby brothers breathing turned into gurgles and then into whimpering before he was given mercy and his throat was 8slit. His body hitting the ground is that last thing he heard before being knocked out. Minato woke up surrounded by anbu and his hand linked with his dead brothers. His throat had blood and the anbu were trying to see if he was hurt. Other than a newly murdered brother and a concision he was fine

*present*

Yashimaru cried. He cried not for the life he had and not for the people he knew. Oh no the young man taken from his home and blinded by jutsu, Cried for the life he could have had. And for the hard road his brother and nephew would face. But mostly what he cried for was Yashimaru's dead and Rijuns new place.