Unknown Like the Wind
(Izuna One shot)
It was summer, The trees swayed in the warm, summer, and humid air. A woman sat among the dark green leaves that clung to the branches of the tallest tree. Her pale colored eyelids covered her liquid silver colored eyes from the sights of the forest around her. The bells that were wrapped in her long, waist length, purple hair, jingled in the warm breeze. The sound echoed in her delicate ears as she relaxed. Her clothing clung loosely to her body. A pair of long baggy grey pants were worn, a matching, long sleeved shirt with blood red petals was worn over her chest. Though they were much tighter than her baggy pants. Two sides of her shirt went down past her waist and covered her front and back, reaching past her knees. A thin, translucent, light blue ribbon held her hair into a long ponytail. A long crystal like blade with a red hilt rested secured on her right hip. Just in case she would need it. You never really know when you did in this time of year.
Even though she looked calm and peaceful, It was just a disguise. A simple trick as she took steady deep breaths. In her mind, she was a wreck. She was fretting over one person's life in her mind. Someone she held dear, despite her past hardships. The woman heard heavy footsteps and her eye lids fluttered open instantly.
She tilted her head down to see a man with short messy black hair. Red eyes glared at her from below at the forest floor. He was wearing baggy black pants and a matching short sleeved shirt. A fishnet shirt shown as his black shirt had a V cut in it. It would have shown his pale skin had he not worn that fishnet shirt underneath. Long ninja styled boots were on his feet and covered with a long white strips of metal. His long fingerless gloves, covered his big and strong looking hands. But a thin strip of metal was put on top of both of his gloves. A leaf symbol, he was shinobi of the Leaf village as it would seem.
The man's stern and serious red colored eyes turned to an obsidian color. His eyes looked pouty, almost like he barely got any sleep at all. His pouty lips moved up into a smug smirk when he saw the purple haired kunoichi.
"Yumi, what the hell are you doing up there?" His smooth and very alluring voice asked her, slicing through the silence of the forest. The woman, Yumi, rolled her lovely liquid silver colored eyes.
"Waiting for you, as always." She responded, calmly and without much indention to her real motives.
The man's thin arched black eyebrow rose as she said that. "I'll never understand you. You prefer to be alone, yet you always wait for me." He grumbled, rather annoyed by her unusual behavior.
"Ah! So the all seeing Uchiha can't even figure out a woman? Kinda pathetic. How do you suppose you can keep up with your older brother, Madara-sama? Izuna-kun?" Yumi mocked, in a sweet yet teasing sounding voice. Her long purple bangs now covered her eyes from his view. He couldn't see into her silvery eyes and read her moments when she did that. The man sighed and rubbed his temples.
"I'm not comparing myself to my Aniki. He can lead the clan better than I can at this point." He growled, never wanting to fully admit that to anyone else. The silver eyed female chuckled. Though it made his blood freeze to hear it. People weren't lying when they said her chuckle was like a siren. Alluring and just so damn innocent to his ears.
"Why don't you come down?" Izuna asked her politely, hoping today she would stand face to face with him.
"No I'm good up here." She said, without much thought into. Though, she did shift slightly from where she sat.
"IZUNA! Damn it! Where the fuck are you!" A stern and rather loud gruff sounding voice stormed through the air harshly. A few birds flew out of the forest in fear of the loud sounding voice. Yami chuckled, amused at how loud Izuna's brother could be when pissed off to the extremes.
Yumi's silver eyes fluttered towards Izuna's dull dark obsidian eyes. "Best get going before you're own Aniki makes you extinct." She giggled, very amused by the situation at hand. Izuna paused but his shoulder was roughly wrenched to the side. He gulped seeing his rather furious older brother, Madara. "Hello Ma-" "What the hell are you doing out here?! Did you forget we had a meeting today! The fucking elders are getting annoyed, and I'd rather not take responsibility of your foolish actions, brother." Madara growled, scolding him harshly as he could. His pouty obsidian were colder than Izuna's. Far less softer than his younger's brother's eyes. His attire was possibly similar compared to Izuna's. A long sleeved tight black shirt was covering his chest, hiding the lean muscles that no doubt were under the thin clothing. Covered over with a looser more baggy looking shirt, a pair of fitted long pants and, matching black gloves were what he wore. Neither were formal dressers, but only would if the occasion called for it. Otherwise, they stuck to less restricting clothing.
"I was talking-" Izuna tried to defend himself against his enraged older brother. "Talking with whom?! There is no one around here!" Madara growled harshly, finding nothing amusing about this. He was dead serious today, oh fucking great. Izuna's eyes widened and darted over to the now vacant tree branch. Damn woman was gone just like aways. He growled angrily once he saw she was gone.
It was always the same, Yami would be here, when he wanted to be alone. And flawlessly, she would be sitting up in the trees, always refusing to come down. But when someone came to near or his brother showed up she would be gone. It frustrated him, but he barely knew the woman. Such a mysterious woman that just didn't let him near her. Normally he wouldn't care if this happened with anyone but her. But right now he was angry that she never stayed for too long, that she hid her eyes from him with her hair, stayed up in that tree, and kept to herself.
"I'm dead serious Izuna! Move it and let's go, NOW!" Madara snapped, his voice was blunt and sharp. He clearly wasn't in the mood to hear this stupid excuse that he wasn't making up in his mind. Izuna sighed and nodded. He followed his brother back to the village, hey it was better than being dragged back there. He knew if Madara had to, he would drag him back. Izuna wanted to avoid that if at all possible really.
Yumi leaned her back up against the tree's trunk. She watched as the two left for their village. Though, she kept her face calm and emotionless, she was fretting for the life of Izuna's. She only showed up in one place and never followed the man she shared feelings with. Half the time she never understood them, and when she did, she liked the feeling.
Her lush pink lips pursed together as her face showed how uneased she was now. She liked the man's company, yes. But as it was, she wasn't allowed in his village any longer. There was nothing to be done about that now. But she dearly wished there was a way to change that. She closed her eyes and took a relaxing deep breath. Somethings were just so complex, like how she felt about a man she knew nothing about.
After spacing off for a little bit she decided it was time to go back home. It would be best anyway. She had all the time in the world to get the know him, so long as he didn't die during that time. "Till tomorrow." She muttered, and did some seals with her left hand and vanished in a puff of light purple smoke. As always, the scent would linger from the sweet smelling smoke, even if she was gone for hours.