Chapter Four: A Wonderful Sight
Kukikio didn't know what to make of the scene in front of her, it was like someone had given Hashirama too much candy, or anything with large amounts of sugar.
"I think we've broken him," Madara told her, his eyes were almost as large as hers as Hashirama bounced along the Naka River, through she did have to remind herself that both of her friend's were only twelve years old.
"Madara, I don't think that's possible," she told him since she had arrived just before Madara did, to the scene that was currently playing out before their eyes. A giant grin and shinning eyes, to her it was a sign of trouble. Lee and Gai were the same, it resulted in her having to keep up with them for a hundred laps of the Leaf's outer gates. "That means once upon a time, he was all there, you know, that there was something to break. How easy is it to get sugar around here?"
"I think only nobles can afford it."
"I see. Someone gave him a drug."
"It isn't killing him."
"It will, Hashirama, cause of death," she said putting her hands in front of her face, sliding them to the side as she spoke. "Running off a cliff and breaking ever bone in his body due to a sugar, or drug, crash."
"I found it, finally I found it," Hashirama told him, he didn't know what they were talking about since he was trapped in his own excitement. But he had done it, he had found the perfect spot for his village, one that he could keep an eye on his baby brothers, along with his best friends. "I found the perfect spot, Itama helped."
"Really?" Kukikio asked after a few seconds of silence, Madara was still looking at him like something had been broken in the brown haired boys mind. "What did you found? And for what?"
"For our village."
Kukikio only looked at him, tipping her head to the side, narrowing her dark red eyes. She knew the spot he was talking about, but she wasn't going to allow him to know that. Knowing Hashirama, he would take out his 'depression cloud', as she and Madara started to call it.
Madara looked like he knew what he was talking about, like she did, but wasn't fully getting what he was talking about. Hashirama must have sensed their stares, since he was a trained to be a shinobi no matter how much he acted like an excited puppy.
'Through,' Kukikio thought as he grinned at them, like they were meant to know what he was talking about. 'How he lived to become the greatest shinobi of all time, more like, how's his still breathing is a mystery.'
"Village?" she asked when it felt like crickets were starting to fill the silence between the three. "What Village."
"The one Madara and I were talking about."
"And I was meant to know this, how?"
"I didn't tell you?"
"No. You didn't."
"Sorry," Hashirama told her if there was one thing he had learnt about Kukikio, is that she was almost as scary as an Uzumaki when angered. Along with her hair pulling out of her many tail, going into nine parts. It was almost like the Nine tails. "I must forgotten, but Madara didn't tell you either!"
"But he's not the one who 'found it' or starting yelling about a 'perfect spot', now was he?" Kukikio asked her anger raising, she could only hope that she wasn't like this as a child, or wasn't like this the first time around. Kukikio mentally apologised to everyone she had met as a child if she was. Blinking she only sighed as he curled up into a ball, a black cloud over him. "Sorry Hashirama, you were saying?"
Madara only sighed at his best friend, whenever he or Kukikio would snap at him, he would curl up into a ball and said muttering something. Neither of them knew what he was saying, and he doubted Kukikio actually cared, he didn't.
It was almost like he had suffer Bi-polar, swapping from extreme to the next, even Kukikio didn't change her emotions as quickly as Hashirama did, and he was glad that at least one of her friend's was emotionally stable, she was simply more prone to fits of rage and anger.
"Yes, it's perfect. You'll love it. You just have to follow me," Hashirama told them jumping his spot, before running on it. It looked like he was ready to run and leave them to catch up. Both Madara and Kukikio had given up on asking/yelling at him about it. "Trust me, it's perfect. Nothing bad's going to happen. Let's go."
-Snow-
Kukikio smiled as she looked at a view she knew from when she was young, through she'd admit there were more trees. Even then it still calmed her.
This was the first spot she went to after knocking into Hashirama, now both of her friends had seen it, along with a race climbing up the edge of the cliff using chakra, one that both she and Madara agreed that he cheated.
Both of them had gone home a few hours ago, but to her, this spot was always going to be home to her. She smiled as she ran her hand over her purple-markings. Ones that looked like to cuts, through she was slight annoyed that they looked almost like Tobirama's, par the one on his chin.
"Through he's almost look like tattoo's, mine as just markers," she whispered to herself, shrugging her shoulders as she looked at the night sky. "It's almost like they're trying to point out I'm different, thankfully Hashirama and Madara can be quite the brick heads."
She knew the Leaf Village wouldn't be her friend's home for a few years, from what she could remember, not until they were adults and were head's of their clans.
"I should've known, homesickness." She had been suffering it from time to time, but seeing her favourite childhood spot, simply made it worse. Not that she was going to tell either Hashirama or Madara bout her feelings, she didn't need the raven thinking he had befriended two nut-cases along with questioning his own sanity, she had learned that never helped, that and Hashirama was filling the spot of 'crazy friend' so perfectly, that she didn't have the heart to take the title from him.
