Hey guys, sorry school has kind of been a bitch and has sucked out all my creative juices, I'm trying to get the ball rolling again, but first, I'm always trying to get more readers and more critiques of this story, so I thought I might maybe put something in the genre section, maybe friendship/mystery? Irk tell me some of your thoughts on it, Thanks for all of you who have taken time to review. OOO and one of my friends read my story and drew me a picture of Zaki, Kaida and Keiji, I might put it on my profile if you are interested.
Adara got home from Keiji's around 7 just after dinner had finished in her house. She really didn't mind she had eaten with the Keitarus. Trying to avoid her parents would be too much work it would just be easier to go to the front door. As she opened the door she heard her mother yell "Adara, is that you?"
Rolling her eyes and taking of her shoes Adara tried not to sound sarcastic "Yeah"
"Come in here your father needs to talk to you." Adara huffed, she hadn't had a nice 'talk' with her father sense she was 10. He had no idea who or what she was anymore. And he didn't care to even learn.
Her father sat at his seat in the dinner table his dinner was done and he had his face down towards the counter, from this angle she could only see the side of the face he had his scars on. The veins around them that were usually a red were turning blue, ooo he was mad. Her mother sat to her father's right facing the door Adara was coming through. This means he was really mad; Mom usually didn't stay for lectures of dad, only when she felt things might get out of hand.
"Sit down." Her father ordered, veins turning a little purple. Adara sat in her seat across from her mother. She tried to read Yoshino's face to see what she thought, but her mother looked away before Adara could process. "Where were you today?" Her father asked.
Adara tried not to roll her eyes, it would just make things worse, and "Keiji's" she felt that no other explanation was needed.
"Why?" Her father's grip on his chopsticks tightened.
"I told his grandparents I would help them around the house." Ok, so that's not originally why she went over there, but they didn't have to know that.
"You know where you were supposed to be?" That was a trick question Adara wasn't going to answer that.
Her mother's voice came in through the blanket of tension in the room "It was just a misunderstanding in communication Shikaku, there's no reason to be mad." Yoshino never used that voice unless she felt that things had already gotten out of hand. Adara took a deep breath, he was mad at her for not telling him where she was? Like he ever cared! Her father also took a deep breath.
"We were supposed to be training today."
Adara tried to sound apologetic but she couldn't keep the anger out of her voice. "I have 29 more days until the exam dad; we can make it up tomorrow."
Her father clenched his fist, he hadn't looked up at her once, "That's exactly the type of attitude you cannot have! You can't just waste away your days because you feel like you should be hanging out with that boy."
"What boy dad...Keiji! Keiji wasn't even there I was helping his grandmother clean out her attic! That's what I was doing; this had nothing to do with Keiji."
"You should have been training; it's disrespectful for me as a father and as a sensei for you not to show up!" Adara snorted at this comment. "WHAT WAS THAT young lady?" Her mother gave her a look warning her not to do anything rash, but Adara was not going to take this.
"Double standard much."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"It means that if I skip a day of training; to go help somebody out, that means I'm disrespectful, but if Shikimaru skips a day to go look at his GOD DAMM clouds it's ok, he doesn't have a talking to or get accused of being disrespectful."
Her father was officially yelling at her now "SHIKIMARU is not the subject of discussion here."
"SO I CAN'T POINT OUT THE FACT THAT YOU'RE BEING A HYPOCRITE?"
"ADARA!" her mother gasped. Adara rolled her eyes at her mother, what was she supposed to do just sit there and take this hypocrisy.
"DON'T YOU ROLL YOUR EYES AT YOUR MOTHER, OR I'LL…"
"OR YOU'LL WHAT DAD?"
"NARA ADARA DO NOT MAKE ME GROUND YOU!" her father warned, but it was too late for Adara to head the warning.
"GROUND ME FOR WHAT DAD, POINTING OUT THE FACT THAT YOU HAVE TWO DIFFERENT STANDARDS FOR YOUR TWO CHILDREN."
"FOR THE LAST TIME ADARA THIS IS NOT ABOUT SHIKIMARU."
"I fail to see how he can be avoided dad, he CONSTANTLY SKIPS OUT ON TRAINING, AND YOU DO NOTHING. BUT IF I SKIP OUT FOR ONLY ONE DAY YOU ACT AS THOUGH I WAS SELLING DRUGS OR SOMETHING!"
Her father's face was red and his eyes were closed with anger, he banged his fist on the table. "IT'S DIFFERENT WITH SHIKIMARU, ADARA. HE CAN CATCH ON TO THIINGS QUICKER, HES GOING TO BE THE FUTURE HEAD OF THE NARA CLAN, HE HAS CERTAIN RIGHTS. I DON'T WANT YOU CHEATING YOURSELF FROM BECOMING A CHUNNIN, I WANT YOU TO BE PRACTICING AS MUCH AS POSSIBLE, AND YOU NEED TO TRAIN!"
"Shikaku!" her mother whispered. Silence filled the room, Adara now truly knew what her father thought of her, and it hurt. She felt his eyes look for her face, turning away from the stranger so he wouldn't see her cry. Adara felt so alienated, she felt so alone. Adara opened her mouth to say something but the words were stuck. She wanted to say something mean, something that made her sound strong. Adara looked at her mother, and tried to read if she believed what he had just said. Yoshino was looking at her husband in disbelief, and something of horror.
Adara's body wouldn't stay still any longer; she stood up and ran up the stairs, throwing herself into her room like a bomb was about to go off, Adara slammed the door.
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Yoshino sat their looking at her husband. She hadn't understood how Shikaku had looked at women; she had always known he was chivalrous but…to tell Adara that to her face. Yoshino found herself getting up from her chair, standing behind it she stared at her husband's stooped form. He was breathing heavily his face had turned its normal color. His brown eyes that their son had inherited looked at her. Yoshino just stood there looking at him. She waited for an explanation. Shikaku was busy mulling over what had just happened, it would take him a while to figure out he was an ass whole and apologies to his daughter, and Yoshino had other things to do. Heading towards the hallway, she saw Shikimaru her eldest.
Shikimaru looked at her weird when she opened the hallway closet. "What you getting out mom?" He asked.
"Sheets for the guest room." Yoshino replied, Shikimaru groaned, he hated having guest in the house, "Stop groaning, they're for your father." She closed the door and stared at her son. He was almost the spitting image of Shikaku; nobody could accuse Yoshino for cheating on Shikaku. Shikimaru's face became expressionless as he looked his mother in the eye. Worry crossed his eyes, without seeping on to his face; opening his mouth to ask the big question, Yoshino shot him a glare.
Closing his mouth then he opened it again "…is there any left over's?"
"In the fridge." Shikimaru exited the hall and entered the kitchen; his father was there at the table looking concerned. "She's getting the guest room ready isn't she?" He asked Shikimaru.
"Yup"
"Hn" Silence fell as Shikimaru fixed himself some supper, there were two left over plates ready, Adara must not have come home yet. "I really stuck my foot in my mouth this time."
Shikimaru rolled the rice in his mouth a couple times around "Well" he gulped down the food, "I guess the best way to deal with that is un-stick it." His father shot him a glare and Shikimaru picked up his plate of food and headed towards the living room.
"Shikimaru Nara!" his mother's voice shouted from the hall, "You better not are going to eat in the living room!" It warned; His head fell in defeat as he walked back into the kitchen.
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Kaida laid in bed aching all over, her mother fretted over her like a nervous hen. While mumbling darkly her mother got her some water from the kitchen. "I don't think you should go to training tomorrow honey, your still recovering." Her mother told her as she handed Kaida the glass of water.
Kaida tried not to roll her eyes "mom, I have to go to training tomorrow, I feel that I'm going to learn a lot from TenTen Sensei."
Kaida looked at her mother's grass green eyes, they looked worried. "Kaida, you're still young, you haven't even hit your last growth spurt yet, your body is still trying to grow, and it's not healthy for you to train like this every day."
"I don't know if it's going to be training like this every day." Kaida mumbled.
"I still don't like it, drink up that water, and I'm going to get you some ice."
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Dinner had been a daze to Keiji, he found it hard to look at Adara like normal, in some way shape or form the light hit her odd angle's making him…well it wasn't anything. Stripping down to boxers he looked at his body in the mirror, he had to crouch so the mirror would look at his whole frame. He was ok looking, nothing extraordinary, besides his height nothing stood out to him. His hair was purple that was somewhat odd, but there were people with odder colors then that out there. His mother's hair had been this color, and before it turned grey grandfather's hair was this color too. His eyes were yellow, people had yellow eyes all the time, it wasn't as odd as most people thought. Though none of his relatives had eyes like his, there's been grey-green dark. His eyes were just disturbingly bright and yellow.
His body was too broad for a shinobi; it was hard sneaking around with something so massive to carry around. His grandfather wasn't as broad as him; the old man was actually quite lanky. His mother had been extremely slender; did that mean that most of his attributes were from his father? And his father looked like what? A murderer? A monster a maniac or something else entirely. This man was in Orochimaru's lab, He was an experiment maybe was he dead, maybe he was sickly…what if he didn't even look human?
Something could be wrong with Keiji and he never even knew it. Never even know why, anger filled in his blood as he thought about his situation more. It wasn't fair! His head quickly got the better of him. No no his life wasn't as bad as he thought it was. He had a grandmother that loved him, and a grandfather that…wouldn't train with him. He wasn't ready yet, but he wanted to be ready to train with his grandfather, before he couldn't teach him anymore. Keiji slipped on a white wife beater. Sensing his growing chakra level at his unknown frustration he breathed in a deep breath from his diaphragm. Closing his eyes he started counting, he hadn't had to do this in a long time, count like this.
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He took another breath
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He took another deep breath and tried to wipe his mind clean.
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He had thought that he didn't need to do this anymore
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He wasn't going to get anywhere if he couldn't control himself
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All the work he had done had been for nothing
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Why was he so angry?
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Because he didn't understand why people can just be so stupid as to have a meaningless child?
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Because the more he thought of his mother's report and what she used to say to him about his father…
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One of those things must have been lying
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And shinobi's don't lie during important missions reports
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That means his mother was lying to him
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And that made him angry
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And now he had to count again to control himself
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That made him angrier
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With force he didn't know he had Keiji struck his shelves it shattered into pieces, He heard his grandmother's voice from downstairs "WHAT WAS THAT? KEIJI!!!"
Not wanting to deal with anything now Keiji opened his window and left.
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Yamato sat down and made himself comfortable on the couch, Mosses was on the other side of the couch, the middle cushion was vacant of any type of body part. IT was still kind of awkward for him, to have let a stranger live in his house so suddenly. It was a brash move; he didn't know what overtook him when he asked her. Now he was sitting here on his couch, and she was also on the couch and they were watching, Thank You for Smoking (recommend this movie to anyone!) They had popped a bowl of popcorn and reheated some stale coffee.
"You know that guy that can pick up any girl well I'm him…on crack"
The movie went on as they silently sat there and watched it…as the movie ended. It seemed nice to just sit down with somebody in silence. Yamato always felt like he needed to keep the conversation going at all times. OR be considered boring, but for some reason her manner made it easy for him to be silent. She then looked at her watch.
'Shit'
"What?" Yamato asked her as he went to take the movie out of the player.
Mosses quickly stood up and started to her suitcase, "My meetings in 15 minuet's"
"Where is your meeting?"
"The BBQ restaurant!" She said as she looked around hastily at him.
"The bathrooms through my room use that to change."
"Thanks!"
After waiting only five minutes, Mosses came out her hair down, and in a loose fitting business suit. He looked at the clock she only had 10 minutes to get to the meeting on time. Yamato looked at her and then closed his eyes; he can't believe he was doing this.
"I can get you there how do you like being carried?" Yamato asked. Moses blinked at him, and a slight blush came to her freckled face.
"I'm not sure I get what you're asking."
Finding himself blushing too Yamato tried not to stutter. "Fireman or Piggy back, then I can run you on the tops of buildings and get you there in time,"
She was totally blushing now, "I'm sorry Yamato san for my trouble, and I guess what is ever is best for you"
Picking her up fireman style Yamato sprinted out the window onto the neighboring rooftop. The BBQ restaurant was only on 43rd street his apartment was on the 20th that wasn't that far.
Her slim arms were wrapped around his neck hanging on with little pressure and a lot of trust. Her head was folded into the nape of her neck and he could smell the warm orange blossom whiff of her hair. The texture of her hair was like a horse main after it had just been brushed. Before he knew it he was in the alley right to the left of the restaurant setting her down. Yamato's heart was beating, and it wasn't because of the run. He slowly let her don from his arms, but his head had to command his limbs to separate from hers. Yamato felt like such a creeper, he barely knew this woman, she was a stranger and yet he couldn't help but feel unnaturally attracted to her. After she padded off some of the dust from her outfit she turned to Yamato and smiled. That beautiful gape toothy grin.
"Thanks um so yeah, uh I got to go, but …thank….you"
"Uhh no problem, do you want me to stay…and walk you home or you can get their by yourself."
"No I can get their by myself, but thank you…I have to leave."
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Adara was out of the house as soon as she heard her mother go to bed. She hadn't heard her father go upstairs; she didn't hear him go out either, so that must mean he was sleeping in the guest room. Good! There was a sick satisfied feeling in her gut. She shouldn't be this happy that her parents are fighting. There were two types of fights in the Nara house, the one's where her mother and father shouted at each other until they were horse, and then her father would call Shikimaru and her to come downstairs. He then would instruct Shikimaru to take Adara to a movie or the play ground until dark. Adara shuddered to think what they were doing while she and her brother were gone. But she always preferred those type of fights compared to when they didn't yell at all and they just avoided each other. The longest they went without speaking was the month after Shikimaru's first failed mission.
She was the closest to her brother then that mission…it made him seem. Human. Before then he was her perfect older brother, which she had admired and adored. She had worshiped the ground Shikimaru walked on. And yet back then her jealousy couldn't have been higher. Today she really didn't want to be better then Shikimaru. She just wanted to be recognized as his equal, that she was different. She just didn't want to be looked down on. When people thought of her, they shouldn't just think Shikimaru's little sister. They would think of a single konoichi who was proud and dignified. Back then she wanted to be Shikimaru. Everything he did, even though he just told her she was being troublesome. And that she was a nuisance and to leave him alone.
But after that mission, where Chouji almost died. NO it wasn't then when she started really seeing him it was after the chunnin exams, he had given up.
Her small body raced upstairs, she had just gotten home from those stupid safe houses. She didn't understand why she couldn't help out. Her mother was behind her she had taken Adara out of the safe houses. The little girl took off her shoes than ran all the way upstairs, to her room. "What are you doing?!" Her mother scolded.
"I'm going upstairs to make sure none of those stupid sound people took my stuff!!!" She shouted downstairs. Now looking back that was a stupid thing to worry about, but she had just gotten a new kunai set that she thought was the best thing since sliced bread. After making sure everything was there she stomped downstairs. Her mother was on the phone talking to some body from work, or maybe it was one of her aunts, she wasn't really paying attention."Is dad home yet?"
"No…not yet honey, neither is your brother…"
"They better get back soon." Adara sighed. The door opened and she heard her father step in. Adara ran and tackled her father's legs.
"Wooow slow down their Addy-baby. I'm Ok," His strong arms lifted her up with seemingly more effort than it actually required. "Wow Addy how did you get so big?" She leaned and kissed her dad on the cheek. Her dad rubbed his whiskers on her cheek, and made her giggle.
"I'm going to be as tall as you are one day you know," She told him. Closing his mouth he blew up his upper lip and upper cheeks, while Adara grabbed and pulled out his ears. "You look like a monkey"
"Shikaku, where's Shikimaru?" Her mother's voice cut in. Her father kissed her on her forehead and put her down. "He's on a mission"
"What?"
"Kakashi appointed him to lead a squad"
Her mother blinked a few times, "of what Shikaku?"
"I don't know"
"YOU don't know…"
"NO I don't"
"And WHY was Kakashi appointing him to this mission"
"I'm not sure of the circumstances" Shikaku's voice was weary and slightly on edge. Adara didn't know who to side with, so she sided with her father, because she never saw him enough. Of course that meant just clinging to his leg. He was tensing at his wife's question.
"O, you're NOT sure, you just don't KNOW!"
"Yoshino, I was doing MY work, I don't know what was happening where Shikimaru was!"
"You didn't bother seeing where he was?"
"I was only informed by Kakashi that he went out of Konoha for an immediate mission."
"What do you mean An immediate mission?"
"I don't know, Yoshino"
"You don't know or you …can't tell me?"
"I actually don't know,"
Adara could feel the tension building. She clung tighter to her father's leg. "If he's leading a mission does that mean he made Chunnin?" It seemed like an appropriate placed question. She was still mad at her parents for not excusing her to see Shikimaru at the third chunnin exams, But her mother went. "How did he do by the way?!"
"How did he do Yoshino, because I wasn't there where he was, YOU were"
Her mother shot her father daggers, " I was put to sleep, then I woke up in one of our safe houses surrounded by Jounins saying we were being attacked, I look for Shikimaru in the crowd but he wasn't there…"
Adara rolled her eyes, "But how did he do? Before the whole, invasion thing you know?"
"He gave up."
"What!" It was Adara who was angry now. "like, like how, gave up? Like gave up cause the guy was super duper better than him, Or gave up cause cause it was friend or gave up cause…"
"It's really not that important right now Adara." Her mother scolded softly. The older woman looked at her husband. "You really don't know when he's going to be back?"
"No."
Looking up at her mother, Adara saw Yoshino's bottom lip being bitten. "Who else went on the mission?"
"I don't know, I think it was team 7"
Adara could feel her throat getting dry and something was forming at her eyelids. She was so upset, Shikimaru gave up? She had made him promise to try his best. She had asked him that morning if he was excited. He had said no then she made him promise to try his best and he said that he would! He never broke his promises to her before; he always kept his promises to her.
Adara bit her lip and let her parents finish discussing the invasion.
Zaki was alone on her floor a couple old blankets covering her, she wasn't sleeping. She laid on the rickety ground and closed her eyes. Something was missing, other people in the house? The blare of the T.V? Her coaxing herself to stay in case something happened between Sara and Milton? That feeling of dread?
No that dread was still there, lurking and eating at her stomach. Always and forever, maybe it was just this house, not the stuff in it, but everything else. The floor. The ceiling, everything in it had been tainted. Something was wrong! And Zaki couldn't fix it. Something needed to be there.
Getting up and going to the closet of the clothes she hadn't destroyed, most of those left had been her mothers. She took down her mother's red sweater; it smelled of THC, all of her mother's clothes smelled of marijuana! It's a good thing she didn't burn them or the neighborhood would have had a contact high. She decided to go to the laundry mat; it was opened 24 hours a day. First she would go to the market and get some laundry detergent.
She was dressed in her…max's pajamas but nobody would care, it was 11'oclock at night anyway. Getting a trash bag out of the cupboard she stuffed all her clothes into it. Time to go out. She used to be afraid of the dark, but now it's something she just accepted. Darkness is something everyone has to accept, nobody can stay in the light forever.
Getting to the store was easy. Getting the detergent was easy to do; she had to go around a couple isles so she avoided other people at the market. But it wasn't that hard. It was now time to the laundry mat, she could head straight to the laundry mat if she took the three alley section, or she could go the long way and keep to the main roads. She started along the main roads but stopped. At the corner was Jr. with tank and a couple others of his close cronies. They were waiting for something. As she saw three anbu pop out of nowhere she knew what it was. Roots were Jr's supplier for all of the big drugs. She didn't understand the whole process, about why or how, but she understood that she couldn't be seen by those roots. Zaki headed into the alley.
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Kin looked at her daughter sleeping on their bed so worn out and tired and closed her eyes. Things had changed so much since she had met Lido. She remembered when she was Kaida's age. The only thing she worried about was that her dolls were in the right place and her father was impressed with her improvement in all her studies. Which included, sewing, proper table etiquette, proper party etiquette, proper estate dinner etiquette, knitting, reading, writing, and speech. She didn't hate it back then, she never really hated it. She loved the way it made her father beam at her in admiration when she would be successful in a subject. But she never cared about why she was doing it. She cared more about going outside and playing with the other children. She wanted to fit in so bad. And she loved going to the market with her Nanny during her breaks in the day. To see the people of Suna bustling around selling anything and everything.
Kin missed Suna, the sun on the dessert as it came up from the east. Was her favorite site each morning? She missed the smell of the cactus plant in bloom, and the hot heat on her skin. Her daughter never really had that chance. She was brilliant since she could walk; understanding most things the average 20 year old didn't fully comprehend. When she was 4 she shifted into the Mitsu clan, rock…thing and it was the scariest thing she had ever seen. Her little princess in a huge rock monster form, not what she was expecting. That's when they had contacted mosses and the cousin started training with her 1 a week then 2 a week, maybe a whole week if mosses had to deliver a message to another town with a Mitsu person in it. Mosses loved traveling, she wasn't an excellent teacher, but Kaida was an excellent student. Kaida was the one who pursued the shinobi thing, she wanted always to learn more, and harder jutsu's, she would go to the library and look up jutsu's that she would need to pass for the gennin exam. The only thing that reminded Kin that her little darling was still a child was Yo. That beautiful little teddy bear that had been Kaida's favorite friend and only friend for all her stolen years of child hood. Kin found tears fall from her eyes, her little girl kept on pushing herself and pushing herself, and she couldn't do anything to comfort her. That horrible new sensei beat her up…FOR WHAT PURPOSE? She had thought that once Kaida was a gennin she would wait at least 4 years till taking the exams. 12 was still an early age to take it! She was only 8 for Kami's sake! She hadn't even met the new sensei! That woman hadn't even introduced herself. Whipping away her tears for a second Kin had to remind herself that Kaida had been so happy and driven. As a parent Kin had to keep her daughter safe and hopefully happy. But what if the two didn't coincide? Being a shinobi made Kaida happy, but it certainly didn't make her safe.
Taking a sigh the mother went into the kitchen/living room/ Lido's office. Her husband had stopped scribbling franticly on that stupid translation. His head was bowed and his hands were running through his lovely red locks. "Honey, do you need some tea?" the abrupt way he turned around startled her.
His blue eyes were blood shot and he looked slightly crazed, "sorry my love, I was thinking."
Kin walked over and put her hands lovingly over his shoulders. He was shaking uncontrollably. "You should stop and take a break if it's frustrating you this much" Lido's hands found Kinds and squeezed them.
"I'm finished" his eyes turned to Kinds again and she realized he wasn't frustrated, he was scared. "I don't know, If I SHOULD tells them that though."
Biting her lip kin hugged her husband. "Come to bed dear, sleep on it, tonight your too worked up." Finally turning fully towards her, Lido planted a soft kiss on her neck. Then with the affection he loved her for so much, he held her hands and kissed them.
"My angel, what would I ever do without you?" her husband asked her, there was so much compassion and belief to his words. Lido might not have been the strongest or smartest man, but he had something none of her other suitors had when she was younger. He was totally sincere everything he did was because he believed in it. "I love you Kin"
"I love you too Lido, don't worry we will think of something."
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Max was heading away from his apartment; Zaki was not the only one who could change. And it was time for max to change; he needed to move on too. Well, never move on never from Zaki, always Zaki only Zaki. But maybe in other places of his life he could move on. He would actually have to pay rent this month; he usually dodged that by doing odd jobs anywhere and every wear. Hey he had even slept with a couple women for food money before. But he couldn't face Zaki after that for days. So it was back to odd jobs with whatever needed to be loaded off of trucks, or whatever. Jr usually had a job for him to do, Max was an amazing distraction for lots of stuff Jr does. He headed towards the den, where Jr had all his dealings. It was about a block away from the Zoo. Allie had an agreement with Jr. when it came to serving alcohol at the Den. 40% of all the alcohol cash went to her.
The den was dark and dreary and everything stunk of pot. He looked around Jr was in the far corner surrounded by two, young looking girls that max didn't recognize. They were really young to be here. Sodo was around him too looked like he had just taken a hit. "Hey man!"the junkie shouted bounding over to max. "What you doing here on this fine night?"
Max waved of his friend, "Not now Sodo, really here to talk to jr."
Jr was a little too busy looking at one of the girls; Max didn't want to know where her hands were at that moment. The other girl who clearly felt the need to outdo the other vanished under the table, Jr's eyes closed intently. "JR!" Sodo shouted, the leader opened an eye to glare. "Max wants to talk to you" Sodo mumbled, running his hands through his dark blue hair.
The gang leader raised his finger and signaled max to come closer. "What you need max?"
"A job"
"can't you just get some of your, ahhhh" Jr heads tilted back he was obviously suppressing a moan " your lady friends to donate to your fund."
"I'm not doing that anymore! Like I want a job, job security, hourly wages the whole thing."
The gang leader looked at Max in surprise, "what makes you think I can do that?"
Max had known Jr sense the street, he would hook him up with some sort of job. "well you've never failed me before"
Sodo smiled at Max, "Jr we can give him the uh, ball job, with me and the gang you know? That one its pretty steady monthly shit,"
"HE would be unnecessary excess. And any way next time you'll be using just you"
Sodo looked away from his boss. "that was a onetime thing I don't know if I can do that again"
Jr suddenly turned violent grabbing Sodo's hair and banged his head on the table, the girl who had vanished under the table popped up. Jr glared at her and she vanished once again, " you will do that again!" Suddenly turning to max again jr smiled "I have a job for you, its steady and it's at the Kunai factory,"
Sodo's eyes widened in terror, but quickly went blank when Jr's head looked at him. "It's a steady job max, you'll have it for, heh, as long as you need it" Sodo said quickly.
The girl who's hands were on the table now after being forgotten by the other girl, pushed herself closer to Jr. Her eyes seemed worried. "Show up tomorrow at the factory at 5 in the morning. Tell them Jr sent you"
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Viola ran up her stairs as fast as her old legs could carry her. What was that noise? As she got to her grandsons room she was stunned to see his dresser in pieces, and the window was open. "Mayuri! Mayuri!"she shouted, "Keiji, lost control again!" her little feet darted back downstairs. Her husband's eyes looked worried. "Mayuri! He hasn't lost control in months! What's wrong"
"Do you know where he went?" Her husband asked.
Viola took a small breath, "of course I don't? I didn't even see him , he was out of his window before I even got up the stairs. Do you want to go after him?"
Mayuri scrunched up his old face, "no he'll come back, the natural tendencies are to avoid people, and so he'll probably go into the woods more."
"Mayuri! What if this isn't normal? What if somebody comes across him and he hurts them? What if he gets lost? It's starting to storm! He could get hurt!"
"He'll be fine, he's done this before."
"BUT NOT FOR MONTHS!" her hands had found her way to her hips. "what if he gets sick?"
"DO YOU WANT me to look for him"
"well it's your decision, but Mayuri, he could get hurt! He could start bleeding without realizing it then bleed out and die, and never notice it!"
" Ok! OK I'm going" her husband huffed as he headed out, what he was huffing for, it was his decision to go out! Viola took a deep breath and headed up stairs to clean up the mess. Kami help that boy.
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Mayuri was outside, sniffing the air, his grandson was south about 8 kilometers away. The boy was easy to track. Not like his mother, no not at all, thank god. Tracking her was ridiculous! But the boy ran a lot faster and could hit a lot harder. He was too old for this. Mayuri started himself out at a jog, he hoped beyond hope that the boy was not a late bloomer like her was.
His clan joined Konoha during the clan unification war, at the very end. The keitaru's had tried to stay neutral, in their home of the small mountain range between Konoha and the rock country. But land was being taken and they were being attacked from all sides. There people had known those hills better than anybody, they were caravan raiders by trade. Any side that had them on their side would win the war easily. Since they controlled all the roads and pathways. They weren't going to join any side, but then the first mizukage gave them an ultimatum, the rock country ended up slaughtering most of them. Resulting the Keitaru's joining Konoha, and Konoha winning the war.
The average Keitarus found their spirit guide by the age of 15, Mayuri had found his when he was 27. Hence why he was freakishly tall. But until then, he couldn't help his grandson. But maybe that was a good thing, all his family that had theirs by 15 didn't survive the ninja war. He was surprised he did, considering whenever they were at overwhelming odds, they just sent him in the general direction of the attacking ninja's and hoped he didn't kill anybody on their side. He was only paired up with Saratobi and danzou cause they were the only ones that could control him.
Kristi never had that problem, she had found hers at 12, so quickly too. She was amazing, a small smile splayed across his lips as he thought about his daughter. His beautiful baby girl of a daughter. She had been his world, his everything. His poor little girl. He never understood how she could have been so stupid as to get herself pregnant. He had never understood why she hadn't gotten rid of the kid. But she would never explain anything to him. She used to always talk to him, he was her father, her confidant. She was his everything. Finally biting the nail, Mayuri called his guide, time to catch up to the runt.
It took him 11 minutes to catch up to his grandson. God he was getting old. The boy was in a clearing, shattering trees with his attack. Mayuri took a deep breath and let his other side take over. The movements he felt were languid and smooth. Dodging Keiji's blow here easy, and every mistake he made, every opening seemed to be surrounded by a small blue light telling Mayuri to do the most damage. How he could hurt the kid most, but he was too well trained, and he always had to be conscience of his opening. He was too old to let his grandson hit him. That was the trouble, his grandson had the power he was able to see every bodies weaknesses, but was he able to control that urge to kill. NO of course not, that would be too much for Mayuri to ask.
With one quick fake to the left and a snap or his elbow on his grandson's forehead, Keiji's body went down. He would be up in about an hour or two, just enough for Mayuri to lug his ungrateful body to their house.
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Adara went through the ally, trying to be alert, somebody is always waiting to jump you in the dregs. Her father was right about one thing, her being a shinobi helped her in her life, taught her how to make everybody criminals. And it somewhat is helping her financially, Zaki got a very nice hefty check for damages after they thought she was dead. So she was ok for food and housing and crap. How she wanted a cigarette right now! She could get some at the Laundry mat. He she had enough money to buy a carton. Fuck Max, trying to make her all healthy like.
Max, thoughts traveled to what he was doing right now. Prolly screwing any girl he could get his hands on. Exclusivity Zaki's but. But what was he supposed to do? It's not like either of them knew how to describe their relationships. Before the fall she would have said that they were just really good friends. That he was closer than an older brother. Max had always told her that he loved her, she never took it seriously. Then when she came back, it was all too obvious what he meant. Why did he feel the need to take care of her? She could take care of herself, she didn't need him. Then why did she feel so alone? She thought that once she had taken care of Milton, everything would go right. But things had just gotten emptier. Tears started to fall from the girls face. She didn't know what to do. How could she ever face Yamato again? He would ask questions, he didn't need to know, he couldn't know! And now max was mad at her, and she didn't want to say sorry! She just wanted him to, to maybe yell back at her! Maybe not be so understanding, she just wanted him to not do what she says for once!
Why didn't he realize that when she meant go away she really was begging him to stay?
This was all that stupid missions fault. Those stupid twins, that stupid, stupid nanny. Asking her those questions about things that weren't NONE of his business. Why did he care AT ALL?! He was just some guy who didn't know her at all, he felt like he was helping. He was taking his essential time to help, but he wasn't. He was just looking down at her. Casting her in the stereotypical victim of sexual abuse! She was not typical, it didn't affect her life at all. IT just happened and she just wanted to forget it. Zaki could handle it herself, she didn't need that stupid Nanny's or Yamaoto's or ANYBODY else's help for that matter. It just happened she couldn't do anything about it but forget it, and that was her stupid plan! Why couldn't they just all bud out her business.
The only one who really knew was Max. he didn't judge her, he was just…Max. And that's all she really needed. NO she didn't need anything she just liked having him around. He made her feel safe, and he wasn't trying to live up to anybody else's standards. Zaki whipped away her tears as she saw the laundry mat sign, she didn't need Max, she could take care of herself. The lights of the neon signs laundry mat hit her. She just really wanted him to be there at that moment.
HAHAHAHAHAHA OMG I'm FINISHED I CAN'T BELIEVE IT!! sorry I took soooooooo long, I hope people are still reading! Only two more chapters of filler, I PROMISE!!! I hate writing filler so the sooner I get it done with the better, aren't you all excited!!!! By the way it was brought to my attention that people are more likely to read if I make the story actually shorter, so I will probably end this section at chapter 40. Any suggestions on names.
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