Chiyo's Mischief [Taser]

[Kaguya Chi]

[atrb=style, background-color: 000000;width: 410px; padding: 5px; text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px #91a27d; text-align:center;] Chiyo's Mischief "When Nostalgia Kicks In"

[atrb=style, background-color: FFFFFF; width: 410px; height: 300px; border-right: 2px solid #000000; border-left: 2px solid #000000; padding: 2px;] The female, with long light pink hair, and bright blue eyes would be in the forests of the Shipugakure. She seemed to be exploring the area, and it was late night, past curfew and it was extremely dark. The stars glistened and danced around the night sky and it was cold outside. Surprisingly, Chiyo wasn't as cold as she thought she would be and she continued on walking around in the deep forest. The night animals started to come out. Howling could be heard and she would pay it no mind. Her blue crystal like eyes roamed around the area, hearing something close. She then continued to walk and sat down, leaning on a large boulder. She remembers when she was younger, at night her parents and her traveled and slept together, holding each other to fend off the cold air and wind. They had enough blankets and covers to keep themselves warm, but she felt as if she should keep them together by holding them close. The feeling of nostalgia had kicked in once again and she grunted, punching a tree as hard as she possibly could leaving a small hole. Her bones hard and her skin somewhat tough helped create this hole. Wild animals heard the noise and decided to figure out where it came from. The animals found their way to her, it was a small pack of grey wolves. She turned to them when she heard snarling and she would ask them softly "Do you wish four your Suffering to end?". She walked up to them and they backed up a bit as they snarled but then one launched out at them. Chiyo smiled lightly and put her arm out, bone spikes about 11 inches long and 4 inches thick would shoot out from her arm, 3 of them, going right into the wolf's body. It let out a yelping bark almost as she would drop it, blood dripping from her arm. The other wolves wanted to react but they were growing scared, sitting there and growling, taunting, and barking. Chiyo lost her smile and stayed there, quietly.

[Yoshida Ikki]

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[STYLE=width: 310px; text-align: justify; padding: 5px; font-size: 10px; border-top: 1px dotted #navy;]It was not that he was up to no good, trying to stir trouble, or even thinking of such a thing. Ikki was a good kid at heart despite the misfortunes in his youth. Once lively like the sun he would dance and sing with joy, but now he was turned into the moon, cold and bitter with jealousy of the activity of the day, burdened with the loneliness of the night. Who could he blame? But Ikki liked the cold nights. It reminded him of that night. It was cold but a fire burned brightly and one could still see its reflection in his eyes, licking at him and taunting him, tempting him to yell and scream, bash something against the wall...something. Making a scene was not in his personality. He would cry to himself if he ever got the chance. The loneliness could kill and sometimes he wished for a chance to speak. Besides, would wish for solitude. There is only one who would: someone who has been forced for a long time to live in it. Soon they become it. Loneliness begets solitude, only then is a person considered truly alone. It is a truth. But no, he was walking, just walking. It seemed to take his mind off of things. With blue eyes to the ground he lurked in the night, shivering to himself and remembering the warmth of a hug that he had not had in so long. He longed for it. A growl woke him from his thoughts. It was a loud growl and it did not sound at all happy. Wolves? They did not usually come out unless they felt threatened in some way. A passerby disturbing them? An outsider who did not know the woods of Shipugakure? Or perhaps someone who was in the wrong place at the wrong time, unlucky enough to run into a bloody-thirsty beast of the night? He would check things out and make sure all was good before heading on his way. Ikki leaped from the ground and ran at full speed, which, for him, was faster than most due to his weights training. He landed atop a trunk with a simple tap, not enough to be heard over the howling wind that made the naked trees shiver and screech. It was enough to petrify anyone in their place, but Ikki was used to it by now. Looking down he saw a girl and a pack of wolves prancing around her in their ominous stance, glowing eyes and piercing fangs they showed through growling teeth. The young man brought up two fingers and a light glow of chakra surrounded the tips of his pointer and middle fingers. 1 Leaping down he struck the remaining wolves with his fingers and they fell to the ground without a movement. 2 They were passed out from the Raiton chakra he had surged through their being. This is why he was called “Taser.” They were petrified, stunned. His back faced the girl and he released the chakra from his fingers and the glow disappeared. ”You could have just knocked the sucker out, yea?” he said looking solemnly at the dead and bloodied body of one of the wolves. He turned his head to look at her, his blue eyes shining brightly in the moonlight. He did not like to kill. 1 - Charge 2 - Two-Finger Shock [/style]

[Kaguya Chi]

[atrb=style, background-color: 000000;width: 410px; padding: 5px; text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px #91a27d; text-align:center;] Chiyo's Mischief "No Need To Stay"

[atrb=style, background-color: FFFFFF; width: 410px; height: 300px; border-right: 2px solid #000000; border-left: 2px solid #000000; padding: 2px;] The pink haired girl looked at the male nearby, watching him, seeing this mysterious boy shock the wolves into their paralyzed state. She was unphased for a moment as she watched him and he landed in front of her with his back turned. Since he took care of it she turned around and began to walk once his eyes met hers, her arm stained with wolf blood. The bones that had been on her arm had slowly went back into her body as she walked. Why did he come? Who is he...? Hm... None of my buisness. she thought. She heard him speak and she just stated as she walked "He was suffering..." and she kept walking. Her crystal blue eyes looked up at the sky and she held a fist tightly, thinking of the good old days of her traveling family. The boy seemed to be around her age but she had never seen him before and never knew about any others. His eyes shown that he disliked her method of defense but it wasn't his choice to make. His opinion ment nothing to her. The wind blew furiously a bit, breaking the silence of the forest. It was normal but the air chilled a bit more now. The moon's light helped her walk through the dark forest, her steps soft but slow.

[Yoshida Ikki]

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[STYLE=width: 310px; text-align: justify; padding: 5px; font-size: 10px; border-top: 1px dotted #navy;]”Hmph” Ikki huffed at the girl. ”And you know suffering yea?” The boy looked down with anger and pain. He knew suffering, oh how he knew of it. He watched as the girl began to walk off. He threw his fist down and yelled back to her. ”Fine! If you killed that wolf because it was suffering, then you might as well kill me too!” Ikki put his arm to his heart and clutched at his shirt. The pain was real, but it was only the pain of a broken heart. Anger flooded him like a broken dam. His face turned red as he held back the tears. What was wrong with him? Scenes were not in his personality, but the way this girl could kill without any remorse set his teeth on edge. ”Don’t walk away from me!” he yelled as he rushed in front of her, arms spread wide like eagles’ wings. Why did he feel so helpless to stop things like this from happening? Was it his fault that humanity was lost, that he was in the absence of sanity? How could someone kill like this...it was wrong and he hated her for it. As he stood before the girl he could see the wolves twitching slightly. The paralysis was wearing off. For a moment he panicked. What if she went for the other wolves? One of them got up and limped off and soon the others followed. One sniffed the corpse of the dead wolf and Ikki could see the pain in his eyes. It was a pain that he shared with the creature. His gaze turned furious as he stared into the eyes of the girl. [/style]

[Kaguya Chi]

[atrb=style, background-color: 000000;width: 410px; padding: 5px; text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px #91a27d; text-align:center;] Chiyo's Mischief "No Need To Stay"

[atrb=style, background-color: FFFFFF; width: 410px; height: 300px; border-right: 2px solid #000000; border-left: 2px solid #000000; padding: 2px;] Chiyo heard his anger and heard the pain in his voice. She sighed as she was then stopped in her tracks when he ran in front of her and she stood there watching him and listening to him. 'Fine! If you killed that wolf because it was suffering, then you might as well kill me too!' Was what he said. She tilted her head and gave him a small smile "So you want me to end your suffering...? I don't want you to die and haunt me due to the fact I killed you without a purpose..."She stated as she would grow the bones back but this time on both arms, the same length as before. Her smile now gone. 'I shouldn't kill a human being, but if he wishes it upon himself maybe I should...If he fights it and fights back, I will leave him be.' She thought to herself as she would get ready, standing there, waiting for his answer paitently. She always took out the feeling of nostalgia on an animal or something unimportant, she felt as if the suffering and struggle of that animal was large at times and she figured she didn't want them to suffer, not wanting them to feel any sense of nostalgia or any sense of longing like she dose. She has no idea why but she has an urge to just talk, and yet she didn't. She looked into his blue eyes with her own, seeing his pain, longing, his suffering, his feelings of being alone. 'Why must he feel this way...? He seems like a great shinobi and yet, he has this feeling, when becoming a shinobi a person should be extremly happy...' Her thoughts continued to roam, wondering if she should ask herself that question as well. Why was she angry every time she reminisced on the past and on her loving family? Did she....miss them?

[Yoshida Ikki]

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[STYLE=width: 310px; text-align: justify; padding: 5px; font-size: 10px; border-top: 1px dotted #navy;]Ikki stood there, arms still out to the side and face still held in his angry grudge against the girl. He saw her eyes and knew that look. It was the same pain he felt and the same as the wolf who was sniffed the corpse of its fellow pack-mate. This was the first time he had seen such pain in another person’s eyes...no one else he knew could hold such a look. It was always hidden away from everyone so no one would question why. Ikki didn’t need to question...he just saw the pain and knew it was the same as his. It was the look of having lost everything dear. Whether the girl had actually lost someone he could only confirm by looking into her bright eyes. They resembled his own in far too many ways. If this girl felt no remorse in killing, why was Ikki not like that after losing everything? What happened to her...it was something grander than his. Or maybe she just kept that pain and let it fester within her. No, that wasn’t it. Ikki had kept it as well, he just didn’t know where to put it. He didn’t have anywhere to put it. Something had changed her, he knew this much. It was decided that he would not budge. He would share the pain with her. He had to take some away from her. If she felt the need to do something rash maybe that would let her see the truth. He repeated the familiar words in his head. You are not alone...you are not alone... then he said aloud, ”You are not alone” Ikki closed his eyes and prepared for the attack that he knew would soon come. He was ready and he trusted the girl not to actually kill him. She couldn’t really be that demented could she? Gosh...he hoped she wasn’t. He didn’t want to fight for his life. He didn’t want to live the rest of his days alone. He had finally found that he was not alone...could that feeling be taken away from him within minutes...? He looked into her eyes. ”You are suffering as well...aren’t you... [/style]

[Kaguya Chi]

[atrb=style, background-color: 000000;width: 410px; padding: 5px; text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px #91a27d; text-align:center;] Chiyo's Mischief "No Need To Stay"

[atrb=style, background-color: FFFFFF; width: 410px; height: 300px; border-right: 2px solid #000000; border-left: 2px solid #000000; padding: 2px;] The pink haired girl stared at the male in front of her, hearing the long silence, the wind blowing and then he finally spoke. 'You are not alone' is what he said. She looked at him blankly, her eyes showing a bit of surprise and confusion. She noticed something in his eyes, he was trying to figure her out. She shook her head lightly and she quickly ran towards him, her arm in front of her as she would then run past him, scratching his sides. The bone that she used was sharp, giving him a slight gash on his side only since he wouldn't budge.. She had the intent of scaring him off, wanting him to leave her alone, now that he was saying these things she didn't want to believe him. She had no pain to feel, nothing at all, she had everything in the world. A loving family. A great team. Friends. Great rank, nothing was going wrong for her. She stood behind him, her back facing his as she awaited for him to make his move so she can leave. A sweat dropped as she controlled her urge to just kill him, standing there with a shaking arm, the bone sword drenched in blood. He's wrong...I'm fine..I'm not alone yes, but I am not in pain, I am not suffering, am I? She asked herself, remembering the life of being a child, always trying to be cheered up around her young age. She grunted and held a tight fist as her bright blue eyes glowed in the moonlight. The smell of his blood made her want to just continue attacking him until he couldn't move, until he couldn't breathe but she controlled this.

[Yoshida Ikki]

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[STYLE=width: 310px; text-align: justify; padding: 5px; font-size: 10px; border-top: 1px dotted #navy;]He had no fear as the girl rushed over to him, her arm extended with the bone-like blade sticking out. He trusted her and he wasn’t even sure why. No person kills someone else without remorse. He hoped. His eyes widened as she came closer and closer to him, she wasn’t going to stop...was she. He almost thought about moving out of the way, but he kept to his promise. He did not budge. Ikki felt a sharp pain at his side. She had missed? How could she have missed? The boy had stood still like a solid target. He smirked when she could not see his face. She did not want to kill, she never did. Somehow the boy knew this. Maybe that’s why he gave her a chance to change, to see that she was not alone. The two stood back to back, Ikki was shocked but in a different way. So she did hold remorse. He did not clutch his side, but the pain was indeed sharp, but nowhere near deep enough to cause any damage. He felt the clothes on his side begin to stick to his skin where the warm blood dripped down. It was nothing more than slight scrape. ”So you do not intend to kill, yea? I have a clue why. You know my eyes...you see them as your own. Does that scare you to know that you are not the only one?” Ikki’s voice was cold and somewhat harsh, but he meant nothing by it. He wanted her to know this, not to be scared from the truth. He turned to face her and could tell she was angry, and he wondered what he had done to set her off so quickly. She stayed calm as she had killed the wolf. She did not see him as game but saw him as a human being. It wasn’t like that with Ikki. He saw everything as a living thing that deserved a chance. Maybe he was just different that way...or maybe that was the norm and this girl was...different. He admired the difference but at the same time he felt threatened by it. ”Why do you suffer?” he asked. His voice held empathy. [/style]

[Kaguya Chi]

[atrb=style, background-color: 000000;width: 410px; padding: 5px; text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px #91a27d; text-align:center;] Chiyo's Mischief "Lies"

[atrb=style, background-color: FFFFFF; width: 410px; height: 300px; border-right: 2px solid #000000; border-left: 2px solid #000000; padding: 2px;] She stood there silently, standing there, un-moving as the bone she had on her arm grew and twitched. She then grunted, turning around, the expression on her face angered as she would blurt out "How about you shut up and stop trying so damn hard!" She noticed her outburst and she would calm down and turn around the bone in her arm slowly going back into her body. The ability alone to utilize her bones was sometimes painful, having her skin stretch so much and break so that the bone could be used. It was pain enough but it was the type of pain she was already used to. His words to her and then his question lingered and she would say softly, her eyes and expression blank "I don't suffer, I just take the suffering from others and put it away..." she stated as she had a cold voice. Her pink hair swayed in the flustering wind as the clouds start to form. Was it a storm coming? She had no clue. It seemed obvious it was. The cloud she saw was a rain cloud. She would sigh and turn around "Go get your wound treated and don't follow me." She said coldly and took her short leave but something was trying to stop her. She had her head down a bit thinking. I don't feel pain! Why..what is going on...? What did I do...? What should I do...? Damn...Why is this happening? She questioned herself, standing still. She held the side of her head as it started to ache. She sighed calmly and closed her eyes. She kept hold of that tight fist as her hand seemed to bleed. The bone in her fingers grew sharp and struck her own hand. She had done this on purpose so she could stop the nostalgia and the longing for the old times from coming back. The male who she had attacked, reminded her so much of her friends that she made when she traveled into other villages, the people she talked to that was so nice tot her... It was all gone now, she left them all and made sure to cut ties with everyone when she trained to become a shinobi.

[Yoshida Ikki]

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[STYLE=width: 310px; text-align: justify; padding: 5px; font-size: 10px; border-top: 1px dotted #navy;]Ikki laughed a bit, crossing his hands over his chest and looking at the girl as she turned around. ”Being the stubborn mule that I am, I can’t leave you alone until you answer my question.” there was a slight smirk on his face but his eyes remained sincere. He truly would not leave until he heard about her suffering. To be honest even he wasn’t sure why he wanted to know so much. He just...did. Maybe he wanted to be assured that he wasn’t the only one. He spoke as though he knew, but in reality he was just trying to convince himself in a last attempt to find this truth. The smirk faded with her words...so she kills to help those who suffer. His head lowered as he thought about the rather sad concept. He corrected her: ”You take the suffering from others away because you can’t take your own away...” This he could understand but not relate to. Ikki stepped forward when she turned around, his right hand was held out, reaching for the shoulder of the girl. He hesitated slightly before placing his hand on her should. It was weird...the one thing he wanted he could only give and not receive. Human contact. The pat on the shoulder for reassurance, the embrace of a hug to show affection and care. He could not receive these things because he had no one to get them from. He could only give to others, and that was his curse. ”You do not need to suffer alone...” he said with a saddened voice that clearly showed his empathy for the girl. Rain began to drop from the sky lightly and soon picked up into a down poor. Ikki could barely see the trees around him. He could just make out the edges of the tree trunks that stuck out with their coffee colored bark. His hair fell down from his usual spikes as they were drenched with the heavy rain. That familiar scent filled the air. He loved the smell of fresh rain... But it was chilly out and if they were to stay much longer they would catch cold...or something. He didn’t know what else to say to her...What was there TO say? Hadn’t he said enough? ”He who cries in the dark is alone in the world, but let it be known that the sun will shine again tomorrow. Take one hand and a tear from your face, and the other to wipe the tear of your neighbor” He recited something he had read long ago but only now did he truly understand. He clutched his side, it was hurting more than before, but he didn’t care. [/style]

[Kaguya Chi]

[atrb=style, background-color: 000000;width: 410px; padding: 5px; text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px #91a27d; text-align:center;] Chiyo's Mischief "Why?"

[atrb=style, background-color: FFFFFF; width: 410px; height: 300px; border-right: 2px solid #000000; border-left: 2px solid #000000; padding: 2px;] Chiyo heard what he said and she would answer with "I don't know." She felt the rain and she shivered, closing her eyes and moving her head up to the sky. She then whiped her face from rain and then shivered, holding body gently and starting to walk away from him. She needed to get to shelter quickly so she decided to turn to him, her eyes looking at his in a Lets go type of look. Chiyo then walked towards a larger tree, full of leavevs and she sat underneath it, sitting there, being a bit cold now. Why...Why am i talking to him? Who is this guy? Should I even trust him?! she thought to herself, sitting there. So many things going though her mind, so many bad thoughts, memories that haunt her. Nostalgia taking over. Soon enough Chiyo grew a bone and stared at it, fromt he fingertips. She looked as if she was in pain, looking as if usnig these techiques were making her feel a certain way she wished not to feel. Her eyes closed and it went back inside as she awaited to see if he had followed her to the tree. 'You don't have to suffer alone' his words in her head as she would clutch her head gently, keeping her emotions from coming out. 'No....no! I can't! I have to stay strong!' She thought, grunting and shivering lightly.

[Yoshida Ikki]

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, padding: 7px; margin-top: 20px; width: 436px; bTable][STYLE=line-height: 28px; letter-spacing: -2px; font-size: 30px; width: 320px;]no one mourns the wicked,[/style][STYLE=font-size: 10px; letter-spacing: -1px; text-transform: uppercase; width: 320px; line-height: 10px;]No one mourns the Wicked. No one cries "They won't return!" No one lays a [color=lily on their grave. The good man scorns the Wicked! - - - - - - - - -[/style]

[atrb=style, vertical-align:top; padding: 5px; height: 100px; text-align: center;][STYLE=font-size:8px; width: 80px; text-align: justify; padding: 5px; border-left: 2px solid #navy; text-transform: uppercase; background-color: #CCCCCC;]tag - taser chiyo word 388 note - jutsu - items - credit - template by MUFFIN of BTN[/style]

[STYLE=width: 310px; text-align: justify; padding: 5px; font-size: 10px; border-top: 1px dotted #navy;]Ikki understood her confusion. The answer to why people do things can never be answered, especially by that person. It’s a painful process to question your own judgment, and no one is perfect. Anyone who is perfect must be lying; there is no doubt about that. Ikki was not perfect nor was this girl that stood before him. She turned from him for the third time and started to walk away. Despite her head not in his view, he could see that pain in her eyes. Ikki did not know what could have happened to her and he certainly did not know how to fix it. He was not an adult; he did not know everything. He was not a shrink; he did not know how to help. It was simple, what could he even do? Ikki hesitated to follow the girl. What if she lashed out at him again? He took a step but the sharp pain stopped him from taking another. He looked down at his white shirt that was now stained red. The rain was making the blood fade from the t-shirt. He looked back up to see the girl sit by a large tree. That would not be enough to keep them warm and he knew that much. They would need somewhere to go to get warm. He ignored the pain and trudged forward. He did not sit down beside her but stood, leaning up against the tree and crossing his arms over his chest like he always did. Ikki saw the girl shivering and it made him want to shiver as well. He had no jacket. If he did he would have unconsciously given it to her. They needed to get out of the rain and he needed to get this wound tended to. ”I don’t expect you to trust me...but I do mean well. If one of us stays out here any longer we’ll catch cold...I don’t know about you but I have missions I have complete to get food on the table, yea? Speaking of which,” Ikki’s stomach growled. He had not eaten much today, ”something warm sounds good right about now...you hungry?” The boy smiled a little pushing himself off of the tree. He stepped in front of her and bent his knees, offering his hand. ”You do eat, yea?” [/style]

[Kaguya Chi]

[atrb=style, background-color: 000000;width: 410px; padding: 5px; text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px #91a27d; text-align:center;] Chiyo's Mischief "Why?"

[atrb=style, background-color: FFFFFF; width: 410px; height: 300px; border-right: 2px solid #000000; border-left: 2px solid #000000; padding: 2px;] Chiyo sat there, turning her head to him and seeing that he was struggling. She saw what he had done, and she covered her mouth a bit. She looked at him, seeing him tugging on and playing it cool as he stood there and approached her. She....felt sad again. Her eyes glistened, her eyes watered but no tears fell down, she held them in. She then heard him speak again, talking about missions, doing something to make a living, and she would have slightly wide eyes, remembering her father was the one who would always buy the food, always help her mother cook it. She sighed lightly and shook her head no as she would stand up not wanting to use his help. She moved his arm and wrapped it around her shoulder, staying there and walking a bit wanting to help him for some reason. "I'm not hungry..." she stated as she would start to walk in the rain a bit. "Where to...?" She asked, her soft voice asked, her head directed forward not looking at him as the rain started pouring but then 'rain' started to come down the side of her cheeks. Chiyo wanted to say sorry, unable to hold her tears in but so long, seeing she had done wrong, seeing that she was an idiot for doing this to him. 'What am I doing?!' She continued to help him,w walking with him, seeming incredibly strong as well for a female her age, but it was nothing more to expect from a Kaguya.

[Yoshida Ikki]

[atrb=style,width: 100px; height: 100px; border-radius: 100px; -moz-border-radius: 100px; -webkit-border-radius: 100px; border: 3px solid #navy; background: url(http://i44.tinypic.com/2dhfwpj.png); float: top; margin-top: -15px; margin-left: 40px;]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, padding: 7px; margin-top: 20px; width: 436px; bTable][STYLE=line-height: 28px; letter-spacing: -2px; font-size: 30px; width: 320px;]no one mourns the wicked,[/style][STYLE=font-size: 10px; letter-spacing: -1px; text-transform: uppercase; width: 320px; line-height: 10px;]No one mourns the Wicked. No one cries "They won't return!" No one lays a [color=lily on their grave. The good man scorns the Wicked! - - - - - - - - -[/style]

[atrb=style, vertical-align:top; padding: 5px; height: 100px; text-align: center;][STYLE=font-size:8px; width: 80px; text-align: justify; padding: 5px; border-left: 2px solid #navy; text-transform: uppercase; background-color: #CCCCCC;]tag - taser chiyo word 362 note - jutsu - items - credit - template by MUFFIN of BTN[/style]

[STYLE=width: 310px; text-align: justify; padding: 5px; font-size: 10px; border-top: 1px dotted #navy;]Ikki looked sad for a moment as the girl refused his help. He stuffed the hand in his pocket awkwardly and hunched like he usually did. His back straightened as he felt his arm being moved over the girl’s back. He did not want her help. She had done this to him, hadn’t she? But he knew that would be rude. He felt rejected when he tried to help her, and for some reason he did not feel like doing the same to her. That was one lesson he was taught while his parents were alive and well: do unto others as you would have them do unto you. He remembered the smack on the hand he used to get for messing with his sister. His sister...his mother...his father...his promise for a good long life with them...they had been taken away. The thought submerged him in pain. It was a kind of pain that only few shared and those few could not even hope to help one another. But, somehow, he felt at ease as he held right to the girl beside him. He was not even sure if this was appropriate. He was a guy and a shinobi. He was supposed to be strong, wasn’t he? A salty drop of water fell from his face, and if one looked close enough they could tell it was not the rain. He looked at her face and could see the puffiness in her eyes. So...she was crying as well was he? He paused for a moment thinking of where he wanted to go. There was nothing at home waiting for him. He did not have food at the house (still working on going to the dreaded store). Nothing. There was nothing but empty walls, empty chairs, and a pile of plates filled high in the house that had been neglected. He did not want her to see this...meh. ”My place is not exactly homely,” he admitted with shame. ”There’s a small restaurant that is open all day and night...we can go there...” Ikki leaned slightly on her for a while, enjoying the feeling of human contact. He felt...whole again? He lead the way. [/style]

[Kaguya Chi]

[atrb=style, background-color: 000000;width: 410px; padding: 5px; text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px #91a27d; text-align:center;] Chiyo's Mischief "Why?"

[atrb=style, background-color: FFFFFF; width: 410px; height: 300px; border-right: 2px solid #000000; border-left: 2px solid #000000; padding: 2px;] Chiyo decided to try and stay strong and she quickly rubbed her eyes to wipe away her tears. She heard him speak and she looked at him, seeing him cry as well and she would continue to help him. He said something about a resturant and she would nodd, walking with him but then he leaned on her. Her eyes went wide and she would stand there, feeling him lean on her a bit, feeling the warmth of him and she would sigh a bit, her eyes going back to normal as he leaned away and lead the way. What was this feeling? A sense of belonging she felt? She couldn't quiet pinpoint it but she felt something, and it hadn't been felt in such a long time. She sighed deeply and continued walking with him towards where he had spoke of. 'Maybe...He can help me, find what I'm looking for...Maybe I can learn something from him...He suffer's more than I ever will, but...What is it that I suffer from?' she thought and questioned herself, wondering what she should tell him when the time is right, but then again, she decided not to, not wanting to tell him yet, not wanting him to leave her alone because she told.