From Konohagakure to Kumogakure

Roku needed to travel. He would probably return to Konohagakure soon, but he wanted to see what the other lands were like. He wanted to see other villages, other cultures. The last month had changed Roku, and he could no longer stand feeling contained. And so, armed with little more than a map, he was off to Kumogakure.

Makoto would stop the kid dead in his tracks. “Did you get permission from the Hokage?”

Roku looked at the newcomer with an expression of absolute indredulousness. "I'm not a Konohagakure citizen. I was brought here unwittingly because I collapsed in the wilderness. I do not need permission." Roku's tone was polite, but he felt a great pull of fear at the thought that he may be trapped in Konohagakure without his consent.

Makoto would look at the kid as his eyes looked deep and dreary. “On behalf of Konoha. I advise you stay in Konoha.” Makoto would stick his hands in his pockets as he looked at the kid. If Konoha had brought him here it had to be for a good reason. Makoto knew his strengths and from the looks of the kid he couldn’t get away from Makoto. Even though Makoto said advise he really meant, ‘Your going to stay here.’ Makoto wasn’t going to let this kid out of his sight unless he got full permission. It was his Hikari duty.

Still confused, Roku politely smiled at whoever this man was and spoke, "Thank you for the concern, but I'll be returning soon. I truly am grateful for what this village has given me." Unless the man would stop Roku, the boy turned and was on his way.