There are flash backs in this chapter that havn't been wrote about. Now that i think about it maybe i should have wrote more chapters before the C-rank mission with these encounters in them.
Enjoy :)
Team 15 was back in Konoha, Shou had insisted to the remainder of his team that they had succeeded in the mission, even though a treaty wasn't signed they kept the king safe. Shou reported back to the hokage about what happened on the mission.
"Katashi are you dressed?" His mother asked as she poked her head into his room, Katashi just looked at his mother then looked back out of the window. He was far from dressed, he was still sitting in his bed staring out the window, he looked at the black robe on the chair opposite his bed. "We'll be late if you dont hurry." He slowly got out if his bed and got dressed as his parents waited in the kitchen. After a couple of minutes Katashi entered the room to the grim look on his fathers face and the forced smile from his mother, they soon left the house.
They arrived at their location to be greeted by many people wearing black robes. A lot of these people were clan members and friends. Katashi walked about for awhile, soon he found his now only team mate Misaki, they didn't say anything to each other, just looked at each other before their instructor joined them.
"Hey i know how hard this must be for you." Shou said as he placed a hand on Katashi's shoulder, Katashi didn't say anything, he hadn't since the mission, almost a week ago, it seemed like he locked himself away, he just wasn't himself.
Everyone stood in rows as the hokage spoke on a stage, followed by Katashi's father and Shou. Katashi was asked to speak earlier but he refused, not saying anything. There were pictures of akira behind where the people were speaking. after a few more words from other family members Akira was buried.
Later that night Katashi couldn't sleep, he hadn't been able to sleep properly since his twin was killed. When ever he did he had nightmares, he'd only slept atleast five minutes at a time. He got out of his bed with his sheet on his back wrapping around him. He left his room and walked down the hall way and into his sisters room. It had been uninhabited in so long. Katashi had walked in and out previously since returning, not being able to stay in for long without feeling haunted and even More alone and needing to leave.
He walked up to her dresser where she had her framed pictures. He picked up the picture of them when they were five years of age, their uncle and 3 year old cousin, They was on a family picnic and there 3 year old cousin had ran off so the twins chased him through a small forest of trees, there they found a red rock tinted with a dark purple on a pedestal, it looked sacred. Their aunt and uncle found them there staring at the stone. Their aunt took the picture.
He remembered the tale behind that stone. Their dad claimed that many many years ago, even before the first hokage was born, a meteor landed in that forest which was discovered by the Tarlek clan, there was nothing special about them, the stone was said to have gave him the use of what his dad called 'celestial,' he never understood what that meant. He put the picture in its original place, next to the picture of team 15. There was another picture of them on the morning before their first day at the academy. Katashi sat on the window sill looking up at the moon, holding a picture in his hand.
He thought about what has happened since him and his sister, his best friend, had graduated fromt he academy. Meeting their jounin instructor amongst other people.
Team 15 where to attend a team meeting, the genin students where to wait outside the building while the jounins had a meeting with the hokage and council, apparently it was a yearly thing. for awhile all the teams didnt mingle, just stayed in their respective sets of three. Katashi examined each team.
"Hey guys." Katashi said to his team.
"What?" Misaki asked, Akira looked at her brother.
"I just realised something."
"What's that?" Asked his sister.
"Each genin team is made up of three. Our team is made of you two girls and me, but look at all the other teams." Both his team mates looks at the other teams. "They all have two guys and one girl." Katashi fell to his knees and covered his eyes with his hands. "I'm the only boy who has two girls in his team!" Akira couldnt tell if her brother was really upset about this or just breaking the tension. Either way Misaki had kicked her male team mate in his head knocking him on his back.
"WAH! do not strike down his wondrous youth!" One of the genin said as he ran over to team 15, he was dressed in a green jumpsuit with a bowl cut.
"Do you want some?" Misaki asked the boy with a murderous glare. The female from his team came over and grabbed his arm.
"Ignore Lee, he's abit...erm..." She tried to think of a nice word to say.
"DUDE!" Katashi shouted as he sat up. "I had a cut like that once." Lee jumped up with joy and landed in a nice guy thumbs up pose. "When i was like five and my mum did my hair." Lee fell to his back feeling dejected.
Katashi looked at his left hand, he had a scar on his palm, from half way up his ring finger to the bottom of his fun.
"Hey Katashi look!" A 7 year old Akira shouted to her brother.
"That's one of dad's kunai!"
"Yeah look at my mad skills bro!" Akira started to randomly slash at the air while dancing around in weird and random patterns, she tripped over her own feet, fell and cut Katashi's left hand.
He adjusted his stare from his scar to the picture he held.
After a training session Akira was being loud, jumpy and annoying.
"Bro i am so much better than you at this ninja stuff!" Katashi dived towards his sister from the branch he was on. she simply jumped outta the way. "Too slow!" She stuck her tongue out at her brother. Misaki showed up from outta nowhere ready to strike with her foot but stopped merely centimetres away from Akiras throught.
"Too slow." Akira said in a calm but slightly annoyed voice as she lowered her foot.
"Hmmmm why are you protecting my brother Misaki." Akira put her index finger to her chin. "No way do you love him!" Misaki put her hands in her pocket and closed her eyes. "You do!"
"Are you sure you wanna keep saying that?" Misaki opened her eyes and looked up at the sky. "People i love die." Akira was taken back and stood in a shocked pose.
"Eheh maybe not."
Katashi then looked aimlessly at the sky, for a moment the blue haired ninja crept into his mind, she had done occasionally since the murder, everytime his hatred grew and grew.
"Katashi?" His mother knocked on his door but as usual there was no answer, she opened his door to find he wasn't there. "He's not in his room oddly" she said as she turned to his instructor, Shou. She walked down the hall to find her late daughters bedroom door slightly open. She poked her head in to find her son on the window sil looking outside, "Found him." Shou nodded and walked into the room, he walked over to where Katashi was sitting and sat on the remaining space on the window sil.
"Hey kiddo." Katashi just kept staring out the window. "The hokage told me earlier that team 15 wont be taking missions for another two weeks, since we havn't trained since..." Shou wasn't good at these things. "Well yeah, well we'll be having a training session tomorrow at eleven, be good to see you there." Katashi switched his stare from the sky to the picture of team 15 he was holding. Shou stood up and left, leaving Katashi in his sisters room.
It was morning, Misaki and Shou was at team 15 training grounds, it was five past eleven.
"I dont think he's showing up." Shou said. "I guess its just the two of us for training today." Misaki started throwing kunai at one of the logs at the training ground. After a few minutes a kunai came from nowhere, hitting a kunai misaki had threw in mid flight, both kunai hitting the target on a different log, in the centre.
"Bit late aren't we." Shou said as his male student walked into the clearing. The training session went how they usually went. Target practice, formations, which they had to start over with there being one less member of the team, and finally some sparring. Both Shou and Misaki could help but realise that Katashi was more aggressive in his training, they couldn't blame him either. Training was over and their attempts to interact with their mourning team mate were met back with silence.
It was six in the afternoon and Katashi was still at the training ground, attacking the logs with taijutsu and weapons.
"I figured you'd be hear." Katashi turned his head, exhausted from hours of training, to find his dad walking towards him, Katashi just looked at the log he was leaning against with his forearms. "You didnt come home so your mother sent me out to find you." He walked closer to his one remaining child. "I know you're hurting since your sister died, we all are, but when you've lived aslong as i have you learn its just apart of the ninja world.
"I watched her die, i saw it, i was too late, i let my own sister die!" Katashi screamed as he stabbed his kunai into the log with tears running down his face.
"If there was something you could have done, you would have done it." He put an arm around his only son to comfort him. "I think its time i taught you our clans weapon." Katashi looked up at his father. "Maybe i should have taught you and your sister this earlier, maybe she'd still be here, maybe thats my fault, but i wont make that mistake with you, I cant afford to."
Ok maybe this one wasn'tlonger, i ran out of ways to link flash backs with what Katashi was doing, but anyway i hope you guys enjoyed this chapter :)
