Intro -orangeclockwork
The snow hit the floor as a lone figure stood near an abandoned graveyard. He carried a book and slowly walked to the southern most grave. He wore a black ninja outfit, no mask or hood. He was tall, had medium long hair and was very handsome. He had was slender and is face was solemn. He got down on one knee and placed the book on the grave, and the feint whispers of the night whistled louder.
"I just made Genin." He said. "I don't have the greatest grades, yet I made it." The wind picked up a little. The young man placed his finger on the grave and wiped some snow off of it. It wrote Okinawa Koka. "I brought the book, like you asked." He told the grave. In an instant the wind stopped. The light snow continued to fall. "I loved you, and I will always remember your ninja way..." His voiced trailed off. "I will not avenge you... that is not how you would want it" He said.
"Thank you" A voice spoke, seemly out of the chilly December air.
"Rest in peace, Koka" He told it, as his voiced turned to a whisper.
The boy stood up and walked away. His footprints heavy, He walked out of sight as the snow continued to fall gently.