Kira wasn't entirely sure what he was doing at this place. He looked around only to find old men playing board games and relaxing and talking to one another. It reminded him of the times he used to watch his grandfather and his friends play games like Shogi, Checkers and Reversi. He would remember being scolded for not being very good at them until his father had thought him. He was still not as good as he wanted to be, and decided this would be the perfect place to practice. He would run his hand through his bright blonde hair, trying not look suspicious as he would walk by old men, trying to find a decent table to play. He could hear his feet hit the wooden ground as he passed tables by, it seemed to sync with his heartbeat, showing how relaxed he was.

After walking through countless numbers of filled tables, Kira would finally spot an empty one. There was someone there who seemed to be his own age. He decided to approach the table, hoping the young boy sitting there was actually there to play and not just to watch his grandfather. Before reaching the table, he had finally noticed the sign that was hung on a notice board near the table with the young boy. It was calligraphy, something Kira had always admired. The sign had read that challengers were wanted to play Reversi, Gomoku, Igo, Shogi, and Checkers. Perfect..., he thought as he would be able to play all of those games.

His pace slowed down as he finally reached the opposite end of the table the boy was sitting on. It would have been disrespectful to just sit down and start playing, and he didn't plan on doing that. "Hello, how about a game?", he said while keeping his eyes on the table where all the materials needed for the game were kept. Everything was organized properly, something he wouldn't expected from a person his own age. Usually they all were lazy, however Kira was an exception, maybe this boy was too. "I'm Kira Ghubier, from Kirigakure.", he would introduce himself shortly after challenging him to a game.

Kira would not wait anymore for permission to sit, now that he had formally introduced himself and revealed his intentions. He would shift his attention to the boy, looking straight into his eyes while playing with his hair. He waited silently for the boy to respond.

After listening to his opponent closely, he would have to choose the games he wanted to play. He wasn't good at anything there but chess, and that too wasn't something he expected to win at. This would finally be the time to practice and improve. After thinking it through he had come to a conclusion, he would play the boy in all the games. It didn't hurt just to try. "I'll play you in all of these.", he would say. Kira would now be debating on whether he should help the boy set everything up, or just sit there and wait.

Kira, never being the patient one decided to help the boy set all of the games up. "I have to warn you though, I'm not very good at these."

Kira listened carefully as the young boy explained the rules to reversi. It hadn't been his favorite game, but he didn't mind trying to play. He saw the boy reach for the black piece and decided to go for the white ones. After setting the pieces up according to the rules of the game, he would wait for the boy to start. After all, black had the first move.

"Black first.", he would say with a small grin on his face. He wasn't entirely confident on winning, he didn't know how good Hiro was. He would soon be finding out.

"Naturally," said Hiro as he made the first move, placing his black piece and flipping over one of the whites, "Best of three of course."

...

In the first game playing as black, he had taken all four black corners, it was quite simply annihilation:

reversi board:

They had placed at a quick pace and before he knew it, he had won the best of three, demolishing his opponent in the second game too, and doing so in quick succession. While his opponent understood the rules, it appeared that Kira had not grasped the concept of mobility. Reversi was not a rash game of capturing but a game about forcing your opponent into making bad moves. Mobility was therefore a key element. The winner was the one who had the most available moves, not necessarily the one dominating early. The essence of Reversi, a game where with each move you made, you limited the total number of moves possible, was in other words...a type of tactical damage limitation.

Still... Kira Ghubier would have other opportunities to prove himself.

"Next, we'll play Chess," said Hiro as he started setting up the chess pieces, starting with the pawns, "Best of three. I'll start the first game as white. Hehe, who knows, maybe you'll impress me this time?"

After the first two games of reversi were played, there was no doubt left in Kira's mind that either he was one of the worst reversi players, or Hiro his opponent was one of the best. It could very well have been both as well. Next up would be Chess, this was probably the only game where Kira could have done something, but he was still unsure, as Hiro seemed to be a master at these games. He wondered if the boy would play these games everyday.

Kira had not got the chance to completely observe the boy's build, maybe he would have been able to tell if he was a ninja or not, but he had planned on asking these questions after the games would be over. Kira then shifted his attention to the chess board in front of him. The boy again would start first by picking up the white pieces, Kira would then take the black pieces and set them up.

He then silently waited for the boy to start.

Jin, at the sound of Hiro's snap stepped out from the shadows as though the darkness had birthed the young warrior. He'd move swiftly and in a matter of a second he was behind Kira, arms hanging limply at his sides, ready to act on a moment's notice, either a notice from Hiro or Kira, whom had been lured here by Hiro. Jin's cold steely blue gaze focused on Kira and as a he felt a soft breeze begin to kick up around the courtyard his voice slowly rose from the awkward silence that had seemed to slowly envelope the area.

"My master, Hiro, is living prodigy. His intellect is beyond the scope of most shinobi alive today. I'm sorry to say that you, my friend, never stood a chance against him in a game of strategy such as this."

Was he referring to the board games the two had been playing or did he mean the trap that Kira had fallen into? Or maybe the Kaguya simply meant both. The Kaguya narrowed his eyes as continued to focus on Kira but kept his senses open and remained alert for anything that could have disturbed this rather clever set up that Hiro had devised.

Kira remained speechless as he was completely destroyed at everything he played with the boy. "How are you so good?", he would mumble as the boy would flick the board pieces. He listened quietly as Hiro pointed out each and every mistake he had made, along with how he could improve so as it not make it again. It was exactly what Kira needed, but he would've expected it to be coming from someone with more experience, someone more aged. However it was quite clear, Hiro had higher intellect than almost anyone in the whole courtyard. However, the last few sentences were the ones that Kira had thought he heard wrong. However, his doubts were cleared as another young Kaguya appeared and stood behind him.

He had no intention to fight anyone, however he needed to know how exactly he was lured here, and what offer was going to be made. He chose not to listen to the young boy behind him, thinking it would be nothing but praise, and he was correct. If he needed to, his sand could cover the Kaguya in a matter of seconds and kill him.

"How exactly was I lured here? I'll start with that first, then you can tell me the offer.", he said maintaining eye contact with the boy in front of him. He remained sitting throughout this whole time, not worried about the fact that he was surrounded.

Hiro gave a soft chuckle. It looked like the Ghubier boy was not perturbed by the situation. Good - because Hiro had no intention of turning this into a fight. He was here to make subordinates and allies, not enemies and besides, he had no interest in fights that did not challenge him. He clicked his fingers again, this time not for any particular purpose other than the fact he liked the sound of his middle finger slapping into the flesh of his palm.

"It's said that a Magician doesn't reveal his tricks, but if you want to know how I lured you, I guess I could enlighten you a little," said Hiro as he pushed his chair underneath the table and brushed some dust off his shirt, "To be quite frank, I did not intend to lure you specifically. Although I am highly intelligent, there are some things that are beyond me. This situation was set up for Genin of a particular type. The sort that I wanted. The curious, challenge-seeking sort that would recognise my strength without a single drop of blood having to be shed. My bodyguard - Jin - was henged as one of the old men, so as you can see the trap would have worked on anyone.

"Still...I had a feeling it would be you. Although you may not know it, you may have been...how should I say it, a little trusting. There are little birds everywhere you know...especially of the female sort. I have my contacts and allies across the Genin population and I know that you have been interacting lately...perhaps at a certain...drink stand.

Well, it was not like he had an intelligence network or anything...he was only a Genin and in that sense, he was exaggerating - however it was also true, that he had fellow Genin friends - friends who didn't need any prompting to give him information. That was how gossip worked after all. But heh, the trap was not really a trap at all in the sense of putting someone in danger. Rather, it was a psychological trap of sorts, though something like that was a concept a little difficult to explain to his fellow Genin.
_____________
Relevant SC:

Name: Natural Born Leader
Rank: D
Range: N/A
Description: There are some who become leaders through their authoritative manner. Others are charismatic. Then there are those who simply have a magnetic aura about themselves that draw others to them. Hiro is the latter, drawing to him, both friends and enemies alike. (No effect in battle, RP-related purposes only)

Jin continued to stand there, looking somewhat like a large scarecrow with how he let his arms simply dangle at his sides as though he had lost the ability to manipulate the limbs. He'd listen as Hiro spoke, his mind still focused on Kira and his surroundings. As soon as Hiro's explanation ended Jin would speak up from behind Kira.

"You have abilities that would be a valuable asset to us. Joining us would not only benefit us but would also be to your benefit as well."

Jin would continue to stand there, despite the fact that it didn't seem like there would be any sort of fight. He wasn't about to lower his guard as any situation that posed a potential hazard to Hiro was something that Jin took very seriously.

Kira smiled as the boy explained his whole plan. It was quite genius, and he wondered who had saw him at a drink stand. It was true, he had been there. The qualities that Hiro described seemed to match the personality of Kira. He was indeed curious and a challenger, however he knew when challenges would not be needed. He smiled at the boy and looked down. He truly was amazed, however he was not going to show any signs that indicated him being so.

Soon enough he could hear the boy behind him say that he had things they would find useful. He wondered if they were talking about his sand. After all, there were only a few who had his ability. All this talk had suddenly made him more curious about what the offer was, but it was quite obvious now. They would be asking him to join them. However, he wasn't sure what they were planning to do as a group.

"So what exactly do you need me for?", he said now looking at Hiro.

"Kira Ghubier," said Hiro softly, pronouncing each word clearly and succinctly, "I am setting up an internal group within Kirigakure. It's not a team, so do not worry if you are already committed. Instead, it shall function more like an organisation - or perhaps a school of a particular style or way of thought. Each person shall retain his individualism or autonomy, but we shall pool our strength and skill to support an ideology."

He paused for a second to let his words sink in before continuing:
"My ideology is nothing more than this: Whatever style, whatever speciality, whatever skills you have, I shall take it in in order that we may all become stronger. In other words, we are opposed to the prideful who value their style above all others. Where they see the purity of their sword or their skills, I only see limitation. We transcend such limitations through incorporation, taking in only skills that strengthen us and doing away with so-called tradition. This is my way. The Wasabi-ryu.

What I value is strength and honour. These shall be the two key precepts. In this world, only the strong survive and only the honourable can be respected for it. Some may think this is unfair, that change is necessary. But change is not possible without power. Power is not possible without understanding the system. That is my personal goal. To get to the top of the summit and then to change things when I am at the top.

It would be no lie to say that Wasabi-ryu is part of those ambitions and that I need the support there. But each individual may find their own individual goal within our group. Whether they merely seek to get stronger and stronger, or whether they wish to make the world a better place, I shall accommodate all these different sorts of people, so long as they follow my way.

Wasabi-ryu currently has no concrete objectives, but it is simple what we must do. Secure the current strength of our fledgling organisation by making it better known. Recruit the strong and finally defeat those who would stain Kirigakure's reputation or who wish to oppose Wasabi-ryu."