The trouble
He was there, stuck. He felt his muscles shaken by continuous thrills.
No. It wasn't fear, nor panic: it was frustration.
He was standing, motionless, his arms dangling down his body. He felt so ridiculous, so outraged. He had neither the courage to held his beloved wooden sword … it was totally useless in such challenge …
He sighed, keeping on swinging his head, right, left. He snorted again. It was a really hard choice, nothing to say …
He started walking around methodically on the tatami, as if he was studying the situation, while hands were messing up the brown curls.
No. He would have never been done … he would have never found an answer to his trembling question.
He got stuck, suddenly again, dragging his feet hard, while he was throwing a savage , piercing shout. Two high – standing figures were there right in front of him, blinking.
"AKANE TENDO OR THE PIG -TAILED GIRL? WHY IT IS SO HARD TO MAKE SUCH A CHOICE?"
In few seconds the scary desperate shout expired in the huge magnitude of the estate.
Well, it's a kind of little doodle, hope you like it, bye!