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Mosses had less belongings then Yamato had thought. All her stuff sleeping bag and bed roll and all was packed neatly in to a slightly larger than average bag. Not that he was expecting her to have a lot of stuff, it's not like he thought about it enough. He just assumed that as a woman she would have more like most of the konoichi's he knew. But now that he thought about it, it would be stupid for a woman who traveled all the time to have a lot of stuff. The things that took up most of her room on her pack was all the different instruments, on top she had a fiddle strapped to the bag, The left side hung one recorder, wood flute and was that a piccolo? On the other side hung a flat drum, she also carried in her hand a guitar bag.
"Do you know all those instruments?" he asked out of casual conversation as they walked up the stair well to his apartment.
"More or less, some I'm better then other's" they walked down the base hall with casual weariness. As they got to 14B Yamato pulled out a key. "do you have a spare?" She asked.
He had to stop for a second to think about her question, spare…oh key, a small blushed crawled up his face. "um maybe I have to look, if I ever do lock myself out I just crawl through a window…but I think I might have one, in a drawer somewhere…"
"Ah, Ok" was her reply as she stepped through the open door. The sight that greeted them was homey and pleasant room; at least to Yamato he looked at Mosses to see how she liked her surroundings. Her face was so beautiful with the little freckles and slightly bucks teeth. His mind wondered what her mouth would taste like.
The room was a very light sky blue almost a white with a hint of blue. When Yamato had first moved in he had tried to get a matching set of furniture, but with all the missions he had been going on he never had the time. But he tried to get a cohesive theme with nice mahogany wood. His couch was a big comfy tan leather couch that was in the middle of the room. On the left hall was a mahogany wood vertical display case that showed all the little souvenirs he had gotten over all his missions ranging from a 25cent fan a little girl gave him for rescuing her cat to a priceless Flickien art scroll a daimyo gave him for finding the traitor among his servants. On the right hand was a shelf of odd and end books he found interesting and different pictures of his friends and old team mate. The oldest being that of the Third giving him his Chunnin title, and the latest being him of his gennin at the ice cream parlor.
"Uh one second let me get the extra sheets," He said going through the door to the kitchen then towards his bedroom, where his closet of death was held. He hoped it wouldn't explode on him like it usually did. He quickly opened the door and found the sheets.
"Well if you go through that door it's the kitchen, then the other door is my room, sorry you're going to have to go through my room to get to the bathroom."
"No problem I'll just make sure to knock,"
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The next morning Kaida woke up at 5 to get ready for training. She had always known that some shinobi preferred training earlier in the morning, lucky for her neither Yamato nor she were some of those shinobi's. But apparently TenTen sensei was an early bird. The little red head had tossed all night thinking of reason's she wouldn't get along with her new sensei. And the fact that she had to wake up early had made it at the top 5. Making herself a couple pb&js for snacks, she left Yo at home now for training, there really was no reason to take him anyway.
She walked over to the training area; it was one of the smaller ones with a bunch of targets on the tree in different angles. The silence around them was deafening. Nobody was there, she looked up to the surrounding area. It was kind of creepy. A snap of some twigs from her left had Kaida draw out a kunai. It was silent again. The little red head went to go inspect the noise her kunai out, the bushes were thick, probably just some rabbit. As she spread them with her arms out her saw a little seal and kunai in the ground,
Before she could even register anything else four kunai came at her back, she somersaulted backward. Just to see that the Kunia's were not aimed at her but the seal, as one of them struck the middle of the seal; everything around her exploded.
Tenten looked at the girl; she seemed kind of dollish red hair and small stature made her look meek and mild. The older woman felt bad for what was about to happen to her. She had come to the area early and set up a dozen different traps or so all going to go off when she tells them to. The noise was easy to make and the girl had done just what was expected, triggering the next trap made Tenten a little guilty, this girl obviously had no idea what was going to happen. The trap that she had just set off was a little invention of her owns a combination of flash bombs and senbon's. The girl was knocked back into another tree on the other side of the clearing, she had four senbon's in her arms and one in her neck. Her little hands went right to form a seal, Tenten set off another trap.
Kaida set her hands together forming two hand seals before three kunia's came at her; she rolled to dodge and watch them lodge themselves halfway in the tree she had just been resting on. Her heart was hammering as she finished the hand signs, four little Kaida's popped up and went different directions. As she put chakra into her feet running up the tree to get a betters' eye view of the situation. She was halfway up another trap was set off causing three of her shadow clones to disappear in a puff of smoke. Kaida created four more shadow clones, if she created one more shadow clone she wouldn't have enough chakra to morph, but she wasn't going to morph unless she had too. She got the top of the branches and looked around; her four clones were going around looking for the traps. She saw the perpetrator.
Tenten knew where the little girl was, she was in the tree's looking for her, she turned around and made eye contact with the little one, her brown eyes met the others blue eyes, she winked and dropped onto the ground. To be met with a little fist in her face, it was a shadow clone. Tenten stabbed it and made a clone of her own; two could play at that game.
Kaida started towards another tree, what was going on here? She hit another trap on accident a kunai exploded and lodged into her left shoulder; she lost her footing and fell.
Tentens' clone jumped in the air and smashed her student into a tree then another one round house kicked her to the ground. When the small body was on the ground she put a kunai to her throat and waited for the girl to retaliate.
Kaida closed her eyes as she was kicked to the ground, the cold metal on her skin made her brain race, what should she do all of her clones were out and it took a long time for her to change if she wasn't at peek chakra. She could pretend to be passed out and wait until the woman was done; the woman she was facing wasn't holding back anything. Yamato could have been at her level but he always checked himself. This woman wasn't doing that, could this be Tenten?
"I give up, Sensei?" Kaida said her voice dry, the pain in her arms was getting to her, the mettle was lifted from her throat and she opened her eyes to see a woman with milk chocolate eyes and tan skin smirk at her. The woman had two buns in her brown hair. Her pink lips formed a smirk as she motioned with her head for Kaida to stand up. The older woman turned around allowing Kaida time to get up. As she stood up the woman's foot made contact with her little chest sending her flying towards another tree.
"Shinobi never give up."
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Adara walked over to Keiji's house early in the morning. She had never met Hinata, but she already had a deep rooted respect for the woman anybody who could make Hinabi respect them so fiercely was worth more than a second glance over. Keiji would be having his first training session with Hinata, way before she needed to be any wear. So being more curious than what is good for her she decided to at least walk Keiji there to be able to catch a glimpse of the woman.
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Keiji got up that morning to the smell of pancakes and bacon. His head brimmed with the possibilities of his new sensei. He imagined her to be a tall more hawk like version of Hinabi. Or maybe a little more cold and elegant. During the academy years he had a deep rooted respect and admiration for Hinabi. In his Academy years he had mistaken that admiration of Hinabi as crush or love. But as he saw her less and less he thought of her less and less. Hinabi was a person to admire her skills and self control, but when Keiji finally saw her at the Chunnin exams the same rattle in his stomach was missing. His shortness of breath was gone, and he found her ice like presence more of a novelty then the mysterious beauty it once was.
Heading down towards the smell his grandparents were in there usually places. His grandmother finishing up the last of the batter and grandfather in his chair reading the morning paper, a typical morning in the house of kaitaru. His grandmother smiled as she put out a plate at his spot on the table. "Good morning Keiji, sit down and eat, do you have to go anywhere today?"
"Good morning grandma, yeah I have to go training with my new sensei for the third Chunnin exam." He told her as he put some toast in the toaster oven.
His grandmother viola sighed in her own little way, 'it seems like only yesterday Kaya was taking her exam. She was" a loud cough from behind the newspaper interrupted his grandmother's rants. His small grandma turned around to give the giant behind the paper a disapproving eye; the giant quickly retreated behind the times.
Suddenly the rigidity in the atmosphere took hold of Keiji. His grandmothers' passive aggressive ways took a heavy toll. The toaster oven dinged and Keiji carefully pulled out his toast to not burn his fingers. His grandfather turned to another section of the paper. A cheerful nock came from the door; Keiji took the piece of toast in his teeth to see who it was.
Opening his door, Keiji made a mental note not to drop the toast, Adara. Her hair was down. It took on a darker gleam from the morning sun. She was wearing a navy blue fitted t-shirt with a shallow v-neck. Her khaki shorts when down to her lower thigh right above her knee. The chocker Keiji had made her was on her neck. She smiled at him. "Hey what are you doing here so early?" he asked her.
"Nothing really just wanted to meet Hinata, and well it's not like I'm doing anything."
"Your dad hasn't talked to you about training yet?"
Adara took off her shoes and walked in the house, passing Keiji she shrugged "nah he was really tired last night so I didn't ask."
"I hope he's not expecting you…"
"Prolly not it's not like he really cares."
"Don't say that he does, he's just an important guy." Keiji said wrapping a reassuring arm around her. Adara looked at his arm then quickly to the boy. Before she could make eye contact Keiji pulled away, blushing a little he smiled "I mean whatever's going on at your house you can always stay over here."
"Is Adara finally moving in with us?!" His grandmother yelled from the kitchen.
Keiji's face was practically red. "Grandma!" Adara just chuckled and shook her head.
"No. Grandma Viola just coming over to walk Keiji to training." Adara walked into the kitchen, she glided towards Keiji grandpa and he accepted her peck on the cheek. "Good morning Grandpa Ma Yuri."
"Good morning Adara." He replied in a deep gruff voice as she sat down in her seat.
Keiji's grandmother got her a plate and utensils, "no thank you I already ate."
"Well it can't hurt you to gain a little wait dear," Grandma Viola replied forcing food onto her plate. "I don't see why you don't just stay here, you practically live over here anyway, well you used to, you don't come around so much anymore." His grandmother pouted, as she pecked the top of Adara's head.
"Well I've been training, I'm training I really don't have time like I used to."
"hn same with Keiji, Are you also training today."
"No my dad is too tired to train with me today,"
"Then you can help me clean out the attic, Keiji will be training all day and Yuri's to tall to go up there, I'm afraid this old back isn't as strong as it used to be."
"But just as flexible" his grandfather commented, in reply Viola gave him a playful slap in the arm. Keiji shuddered; his grandfather could be such a pervert sometimes.
They ate together making nice small talk and chatting about odds and ends of the village. Keiji looked at the clock on the wall, "Well if I'm going to be there on time I better get going."
"I'm coming with you, I'll see you later today grandma." Adara said standing up with Keiji.
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Adara walked along in silence with her best friend, he was quieter then he usually was on their walks. She didn't want to interrupt his thought process; she noted with a little joy that he was not counting when he walked anymore. "It seems like only yesterday you stuttered everywhere and had to count when you walked…" Adara smiled.
"Yeah, I was kind of a dork then wasn't I?" He said, there was a little something in the way he said it, it made Adara nervous.
"Yeah you were a dork, kind of creepy too." Keiji's shoulders descended a little. Punching his arm lightly she smiled at him, "But your dorky creepiness together just make you more awesome."
"I never really understood why you hung around me." Keiji admitted, she looked at him. Why was he bringing this up now? Was something wrong? Keiji's hands hung at his side and his posture was slumped just a little, the want to reach out and grab them tingled in her fingertips.
"I don't know either Keiji, but I'm glad I did" Adara let her hand fall by her sides, seeing what his would do, she felt tingles and chills run through her body as both of the arms hung a little too far away from their bodies to be natural, not far enough to touch. What was he going to do? After what seemed like a little more than forever, Keiji stuffed his hands in his pockets.
"We are almost to the picnic tables."
"Ok cool." Adara felt like a fool, why the hell was she getting her hopes up for nothing. Like Keiji ever saw her that way.
---9d----
Keiji looked around anywhere but Adara, he would have held her hand, but she would have rejected him. He shook his head what the hell was he thinking, Adara was well she was…a queazy sensation over took his stomach. What had he just done? He had almost held her hand, she was his best friend, she wasn't looking for a guy like him. They were more like siblings, what he had been thinking was like incest! Where was his new sensei? She said around 8 by the picnic tables. A woman sat there watching the children with a neat picnic basket besides her, she must be a mother out today with her kids.
Looking around once more he didn't see any distinctly Hyuuga person. No person in more traditional clothing standing aside from everybody looking haughty. "Keiji?" a small voice asked from the side looking around he saw the woman with the picnic basket. She had dark midnight blue hair that contrasted with her luminous pale skin. The only thing that told him she was Hyuuga was her pale moon eyes. Unlike Hinabi who had the striking defined features, her whole body was a soft and subtle. She smiled a smile that reached her eyes. Something he never seen Hinabi accomplish.
"yes, um Hyuuga san?"
"You may call me Hinata-Chan Keiji-San," The woman interjected bowing her head in greeting.
"Thank you Hinata-Chan for training me for the third Chunnin exams." Keiji said formally.
"Keiji-San I hope you don't mind I made lunch for us, today will not be a day where we do any real training but," Hinata looked at Adara and had a worried expression on her face. "I'm sorry Adara-Chan I didn't make three lunches, but I'm sure you can have my lunch."
Keiji looked at Adara, How did she know her name? Adara returned his curiosity with a shrug. "Sorry Adara-Chan I didn't mean not to have a proper introduction with you, it's just that Neji and Shikimaru have both talked about you for me to recognize you. I should have introduced myself first, I apologies."
"Oh no problem Hinata-Chan I got to go anyway, I promised to help someone." Adara said waving bye to Keiji before turning to leave.
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Max walked behind Zaki as they went to her house. It seemed like forever sense he went there to actually go there. Usually he would just sneak up to her room. All night long Zaki had been unusually silent and complacent, her thoughts hadn't been at the party Allie had thrown for her. She hadn't eaten at all. The girl had just sat around the table silently as the rest of them partied. Her thought had been to this moment.
They were at the door of the old Victorian style house. One of the largest and the crappiest houses in the dregs. The paint chips had been flying off for longer than Allie had been alive. Maybe a hundred years ago it would have been a grand example of a nice rich manor, but it was a shadow of its old self. They were on the front step, it took Zaki a while to get up the courage to nock.
She hit the door as if her fist was spring loaded four solid nocks. "Yeah YEAH, one second."
Max held his breath, his fist clenched automatically. It seemed like everything was going in slow motions. The door opened inward with a surprisingly silent swing. Zaki tensed. There he was that bastard, the regret of not killing him when he had the chance clung to max's heart.
Milton looked stunned a while as he looked at Zaki, he started sweating. "You're dead." Sara appeared in front of him.
"Yeah I am," Sara shouted.
"No I'm not, I'm perfectly alive, and I've been alive for all my life."Zaki proclaimed calmly crossing her arms. Zaki's face was like a stone, Max wondered if that was her shinobi face.
Milton blinked a couple of times, "Where the hell have you been?"
"Where were you?! You never showed up at my funeral, you weren't there when they were doing the autopsy when I was a Jane Doe, YOU NEVER LOOKED FOR ME!" Sara kept screaming at Milton, but he didn't hear her.
"Around, I came back for what's mine." Zaki was ice as she talked to him; there was no emotion in her voice at all.
"I LET YOU INTO MY HUSBANDS HOUSE; I LET YOU EAT HIS FOOD! I TRUSTED YOU; YOU SAID YOU WOULD TAKE CARE OF HER!"
"Look kid, we have nothing in common any more, I'm not going to stop you from getting your stuff make more room for my shit anyway." Milton said trying to be diplomatic moving to the side a little to let Zaki in. Zaki didn't move.
"You misinterpret my statement. I want you out of my house."
"WHEN I LET YOU INTO THIS HOUSE YOU TOLD ME YOU WOULD TAKE CARE OF HER, THAT, THAT IF I MARRIED YOU THAT IF I WAS YOUR WIFE YOU WOULD BE AN AMAZING FATHER, THAT YOU WOULD HELP HER OUT IN HER LIFE LIKE HER REAL FATHER WOULD HAVE. YOU LIED TO ME"
Milton stood up straighter, trying to mask the distress on his face. Then suddenly instead of trying to hide his distress he got angry. "Look her you little whore, I don't know where you've been but you have no right to come here and kick me out of my house." Zaki remained passive, the ghost shrieked.
Sara threw her body to the ground in anger. "YOU TOOK IT; YOU TOOK IT FROM HER, YOU TOOK EVERYTHING!"
"It's my house Milton." Zaki stepped closer to Milton by a foot, the old man blinked a little. He was obviously scared; he looked at Zaki's arm band that marked her as a shinobi.
"I would like to see some lawful proof that your mother left it to you." He spat.
"YOU TOLD ME NOT TO WRITE A WILL, YOU SAID I WOULDN'T HAVE TO WORRY ABOUT IT! YOU SAID YOU KNEW WHAT TO DO, IF HAD, and YOU PROMISED ME!!!" the ghost shrieked at the man, getting no response from the anybody. Sara yelled again trying to get attention from anybody, it was taking all of max's concentration to not start yelling too.
Zaki took another step forward, threw the shrieking banshee, Sara disappeared in a puff of smoke. Drawing a kunai faster than Max had ever seen her move Zaki took another step forward. Seeing the weapon, Milton retreated into the house.
"Yo-you ca-can't threaten me…you hav-ve a code you have to keep to." Milton stammered, as he backed away into the house.
Zaki's eyes remained cold as she stepped through the door way herself, "I haven't threatened you Milton, I haven't said a word, have I Max?" She asked him, Max followed her inside.
"Nope not a single word, she's just practicing with her kunai." He added, Zaki helped with flipping the blade in her hand masterfully. "You see young shinobi do that all around town."
Silence overtook the three, Milton was backed against the far wall, while Zaki stood 7 feet away, and twirling the blade threw her fingers. Max just stood behind her, trying not to attack the pathetic excuses for a man.
"I'm giving you two hours to get out of my house Milton." Zaki turned her back, Max got out of her way. "When I come back anything of yours that is still here will be sold if valuable or burned If not." Her sentence was so definite that Max felt no need to say anything. When they left the house, Max saw Sara on the floor of the porch sniffling softly as she curled up into a fetal position. "You lied to me, you lied."
Zaki strode across the street not looking back at her house,
----9----s----
She couldn't move anymore, her body lay useless on the training ground floor, 3 hours of this and she could no longer move. To blink was causing her pain. Kaida couldn't take it anymore. "I think that's enough physical training for today," If Kaida had the energy to cry she would have. This woman was crazy. The little girl couldn't do it anymore. The woman sighed in impatience. "If you want any type of medical treatment you will get up and walk over to me right now."
Kaida didn't want any treatment; she just wanted to die right there and then, to make the pain stop. But Kaida was not going to give up. She did not want to look weak in front of her temporary sensei. The little red head first clenched her fingers together fallowed by her toes, to test if she could even move them. The pain was sharp at first with the movement but slowly became an aching throb as she persisted in the movements. Moving her arms was another pain altogether, shaking and unsure nerves were the only thing that was constant as she was able to get up on her hand and knees. Kaida looked up at the brown eyed woman looked at her with an impassive stare. As she got to her knees her whole body was shaking. Closing her eyes in concentration Kaida tried to get up after that only for her legs to give out on her. Gasping for breath Kaida tried one more time. Taking deep breaths now to steady herself Kaida decided to try and get up one more time. She managed to stand up all the way before her body began to sway to the left dangerously.
Instead of hitting the dirt like she thought, the little red head was caught by two hands. The girl looked up to see her new sensei holding her under her armpits. The woman smiled at her "Here's lesson number two, never be afraid to ask for help," The woman then laid her on the ground bringing out a medical kit.
"You're a medic?" Kaida asked TenTen, she smiled at the question.
"I used to want to be, for years I wanted to be just like Tsunada, but things changed."
"Like what"
"I found out I was way better at hurting people than bandaging people up, plus the fifth never had time to train with me, she was too busy training Sakura. Any way I'm decent enough to cover most of the battle injuries a person gets." Her sensei explained. After five minutes of silence and TenTen treating her wounds, Though still feeling ache Kaida felt loads better.
"Thank you" She said to the woman, her sensei just smiled.
"Trainings over for the day I'll walk you home now"
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Yamato walked through the dregs with a little unease as people eyed him suspiciously; Zaki was over an hour late to training. Where was she? Did she forget about training, or was she not coming because of Naruto. He was a nice guy once you got to know him, Yamato would just have to convince her of that in some way. Zaki could be stubborn but this was for her own good. She had the potential of passing this and becoming a Chunnin, she would be a good squad leader in her own right. Yamato turned the corner to the old Victorian. It was really really creepy; the outside looked like it was falling apart with all the chips falling off. Something out of a horror flick.
Yamato took a breath and took a step onto the front porch, he heard a woman weeping, and he didn't see anything. He rapped on the door six times in quick succession. No answer, maybe she was still sleeping, he knocked three more times harder so someone could hear him. No answer again, maybe he could just step in. open the door he was greeted with nothing, but a falling apart hallway. Wall paper falling off wallpaper and a stair leading to the upper levels a roar came from the left. Yamato looked to see an old middle age man packing a suitcase. "Hello?" The man turned around quickly.
"That whore sent you didn't she, to see if I was packing. That little bitch, coming here and telling me what to fucking do, this is my fucking house. That slut can't just come here and tell me what to fucking do." The man said as he packed another thing in the trunk. He was a fat man with over greased hair and dirty clothing. "Well I'm fucking gone, but just because she's fucked you along with everyone else in the government probably."
Yamato was about to say something, who was this man, and who was he talking about? The door opened. "I told you to be out of here by now." It was Zaki, she had a stone look about her, any Hyuuga would be proud of. Yamato looked at her, she glanced at him, for only a second she seemed concerned than before he knew it she was back to stone queen.
"Got him to be your enforcer now, whore!" The man spat at her thrusting her, "Max now not good enough, moving up in the world. Fucking the next dog up on the food chain huh?"
Zaki's eyes blazed at the comment and her blush was barely visible as she tried to come up with a steady retort. "Get out of my house Milton; you've been here for 5 years too long."
"It's my fucking house god dam it!" He yelled in reply, Zaki stood her ground.
"If you're so sure it's your house, why are you packing up?" She asked a haughty air about her. "Shouldn't you stay here and just have called a lawyer or something, or maybe a shinobi?"
"Cause you've prolly slept with them all and wrapped them around your little slutty finger, this guy here just prolly showed up early for the fuck fest."
Balling her hands up Zaki closed her eyes and took a deep breath, without opening them she continued "I'm giving you until 5 to get out of this house, and never come back."
"Or you'll what?"
One long breath, "one"
"You're just a little slutty little bitch that's got nowhere to go in life."
"Two"
"Keep counting, I'm not going anywhere!"
"Three"
The man lifted the suitcase he had been packing, "Throwing me out of here aint going to change thing!"
She took two deep breaths and opened her eyes to glare at the man, who was now moving towards the doorway. "Four"
"Ok I'm out of here, I aint going to stick around for this shit" the door slammed on his way out. Zaki closed her eyes again, as she exhaled a huge breath, then in a flash her eyes shot open towards Yamato.
"What the hell are you doing here!?" She screamed at him. Yamato was taken back from the sudden rage directed towards him.
"I came to see why you didn't show up for training," Yamato replied, his hands up in front of him to show he meant no harm. "Who was that man?"
"NONE of your business!" She snapped again, "Get out of here, I will show up for training tomorrow, I have other things to take care of right now." Anger still rose in her words, but he could see that she was restraining herself, she was treating him like a child.
"Now look here Zakuro I want to know what's going on right now! I am your sensei, and if you are in trouble I have to know."
"I'M FINE, OKEY DOKEY, JUST DIDN'T FEEL LIKE SHOWING UP FOR TRAINING THAT'S ALL!"
"That didn't look like nothing to me Zakuro, what is happening? Let me help you!"
They were circling each other in the living room, he would step somewhat closer to her and she would step the opposite direction. She wouldn't let him get close to her. Her words suddenly became quiet again. "nothing is happening, I'm perfectly fine." Her voice broke a little on the word fine.
"Was that man threatening you?"
"No"
"Then why were you fighting?" He continued trying to
"It's none of your business; it's MY personnel business,"
"As your sensei I need to know what going ON!"
"NO YOU DON'T! THIS HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH ME BEING A SHINOBI"
Yamato stopped to take a long breath, he had never shouted in anger this much in his life, he liked avoiding conflict, but this was unacceptable. "You can't separate the two Zaki, they are imbued together and no matter how hard you try, being a shinobi and your personnel life with always intertwine, you have to learn to treat your shinobi life as your personal life, and your personal life as your shinobi life. If one suffers so do the rest, so YES I HAVE A RIGHT TO KNOW!"
Zaki's eyes were red, he could see she was holding back tears. Taking 5 shaky breaths she looked at him "get out of my house."
"What" Yamato couldn't believe this! "You can't just throw me out for no reason what so ever, I'm not going to leave until you tell me your story."
"I'll press charges, any shinobi who is forcing his way onto somebody else's property is sent to trial, no matter how little the charge. And wouldn't that tarnish your perfect record sensei." She spat the last four words like they were poison.
Closing his eyes to calm himself down Yamato continued in a calm voice. "Zaki I don't want to"
"Get out"
"I just want to"
"GET OUT OF MY HOUSE THIS IS THE LAST TIME IM GOING TO ASK!" Yamato couldn't take it anymore, storming passed the girl he hit the road. He didn't have to deal with that shit!
----- dsa------
Adara walked up to the attic of Keiji's house. Grandpa Mayuri was in the garden and apparently Granma had started without her. "I'm in the back dear" The old lady's voice sang. Adara guided herself to the sound of scrapping. Sure enough Grandmother was looking threw a box of old photographs. "Look at these! It's been way too long sense I saw any of them." Adara looked at the picture Viola had in her hand.
It was of a girl about Adara's age, Purple hair the same color of Keiji's. grey eyes and a half unsure smile, she had one of her arms crossed over her stomach defensively, besides her were two average looking boys that looked exactly the same. "That's my daughter Kaya." Viola said pointing at the girl, so that was Keiji's mother? Adara had never met her. "This was taken right after her two team mates and she passed the Chunnin exams.
Adara's ears perked up, maybe one of her old team mates could help Keiji out about learning about his mother. "Where are they now?"
"Oh they died about a month after this picture was taken, one of the many tragedies back then. But back then was only filled with tragedies; war has never made good material for comedies. "The old lady waved her hand dismissively. She flipped to another photo in the pile, this one was of the same woman, but she was much older now, and the awkward skinniness of her teens had left. To be replaced with a warm glow and a full belly of a woman in full pregnancy, her smile was an actual smile this time, not an awkward smirk before. But a smile that almost reached her eyes.
"this was about a month or two before Keiji was born, Kaya…The pregnancy was a surprise for us….she was 4 months late for a mission, we couldn't get word along because it was top secret. In those four months I have never seen Mayuri so close to coming out of retirement. He was so worried about her. He never said so much in words, men never do. But I could tell, when she finally came back in…well that condition he couldn't help but be alarmed. Kaya had been his little girl, his little princess growing up. No longer has the little girl that ran into his arms when he got back from a mission, it what made him realized the change in her I guess. It caused such a strong riff between them too. It was a horrible time…Lots of fights and shouting."
Adara's thoughts traveled back to her own father, his gruff scared face always accusing her of doing something, or not doing something, or more often than not ignoring her and concentrating on her older brother. Adara heard a sniffle from behind her, Viola had flipped to another photo. This was of Kaya again with a one year old in her lap. Her purple hair hung over her shoulder in a beautiful cascade as her full face was pointed toward the toddler in her lap. IT was a one year old Keiji and he was about to try and blow out his birthday candles. To their left was Grandma viola clapping and what looked like singing, her hair which was back than a strawberry blond was only starting to turn white. Mayuri was on her right and he was letting the one year old Keiji grab hold of one of his fingers. His face was tilted just enough towards the camera that you could see the smile in his eyes. A wet drop appeared on the photo, Viola quickly wiped it away.
"Silly me, my allergies always come at the worst time, put these pictures away dear as I go downstairs for some ice water as we work." Adara moved to put the pictures they had pulled out away, Grandmother stopped her. "Keep that one out, " she indicated to the last picture, "I don't want to lose it again."
Sorry it took so long, blame IB lol hope you loved the chapter I know cliché right? But hey that's why it's called fanfiction…