She didn't know how to respond. She never got much experience in relationships, especially relationships with boys. Nishiki's face turned red. What was she supposed to do? "I love you too." She said softly, still unable to totally process what was going on. She took a step towards him and let her forehead rest on his shoulder.
They stood like that for a bit, it was comforting. "Let's get out of here." Soramaru said quietly. Nishiki nodded into his shoulder. They walked out together, his arm around her.
The sky wasn't blue anymore, but a vast array of oranges, crimson, and gold. "We were in there too long." Soramaru stated. "We should make a camp." Nishiki agreed, travelling at night seemed less than desirable. They divided the jobs. Soramaru didn't like the idea of Nishiki heading into the woods alone, he didn't like the idea of anyone going into the woods alone. But, she was a shinobi, so he put some faith in her to come back.
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They were provided with some survival supplies by the village. No water though, it would slow them down. Nishiki bent down at a stream, and observed the water. It was running so it was probably clean and they would boil it later so it would be safe to drink. As she began to fill a metal pot with water, a figure rose from the stream.
It was a boy, Soramaru's age, white hair, purple eyes. Nishiki dropped the kettle and jumped back. She was ready with her blades. The boy held up his hand in a placating gesture. He smiled, his mouth was filled with pointed white teeth. "I won't do anything." He said casually, as if this sort of thing happened on a daily basis. His eyes searched her intensely. "Hey aren't you Nishiki?" He asked. That caught Nishiki off guard. "How do you know my name?" She questioned, lowering her weapons.
The boy disappeared into water for a second. A tiny stream of water made its way to Nishiki. She yelped as he rose and took the form of a person again. "Well, I knew Soramaru. We were roommates. He told me about you." Nishiki understood this more now. The boy next to her was Suigetsu, Soramaru's chatty roommate.
"You know," He said putting an arm around Nishiki's shoulders. "I was really best friends with that guy." Nishiki recalled Soramaru's stories regarding the labs. He made it very clear that he and Suigetsu were never friend. "That's not what he said." Nishiki muttered. "I asked him if he could set us up once. He said 'no,' but fate obviously wanted us to meet." Nishiki didn't have that much of a tolerance for him, she found herself annoyed.
She swung her knife at him. It went through him like water. "Wow, aggressive." Suigetsu commented. "I tend to like girls who can wield a blade. Want to go out sometime?" He asked.
"What the-" Came Soramaru's voice from a short distance away. Suigetsu and Nishiki stopped what they were doing. "Hey, good to see you again! It's been awhile." Suigetsu said casually.
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