Hey, there! Hope you guys enjoy this new one. Thanks for waiting! Another one for Yagura. Enjoy.
Genre: Um...whatever genre it is that is kind of sad but not entirely angst, tragedy or drama
Stars: Yagura
Word Count: 395
Age: He's about ten. He's wearing a blue tanktop, black shorts, black gloves, black sandals and a small white scarf.
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto. If I did...well...spoilers.
Yagura fell to the ground harshly, coughing blood. He attempted to stand but he was too weak. Slowly lifting his head, Yagura smiled when he saw a lake through his clouded vision.
"Water…" He began dragging himself to the lake. "Need…water," he groaned.
Yagura finally reached the lake before he dunked his entire head into the water. He took in a deep breath, thanking the Sanbi for his ability to breathe underwater. Once he felt a little rejuvenated, Yagura pulled his head out of the lake. Shaking it to get rid of the water, he stopped and grabbed his head in pain.
"It hurts," he moaned.
Looking down, Yagura stared at his reflection in the water. His countenance twisted with rage when he saw blood falling from the new would on his face. It had been a single katana and it made a clean cut all the way down his left cheek. There was no way it was going to heal.
Yagura screamed before punching the water in fury. It wasn't fair! He had just been trying to make things better. Where did it all go wrong?
It was his very first mission as a genin. He wanted to make sure it was a success, that it went perfectly. It was anything but.
It was obvious that none of his teammates trusted him. No matter what he did, they all treated him as nothing more than an enemy. He didn't give up, though. He was going to help them kill their target and protect his teammates from her.
In the end, he succeeded. Their target's blood stained his staff and she didn't lay a hand on his teammates but…they still died.
Their target was a master of genjutsu and she had tricked his teammates into trying to kill each other. Yagura was able to escape from it and he tried to help them but none of them listened. All their attacks hit him and Sanbi attacked back in self-defense. Yagura was the only one left standing.
He gently touched the wound on his face, a tear forming in his eye. This scar…it would always be a reminder of what happened today, a reminder of his imperfection.
He would never allow this to happen again. Next time, he would make sure everyone was safe. Next time, he would protect them. Next time, everything would go perfectly.
Aw, man. This is Yagura's third story and it's the third depressing one. I gotta make him a happier story. Oh, well, I hope you all enjoyed this. The next one will be Roushi. See you then.