The Future of Konoha! [O][DE]

[GOAT[ ★ ]]

Death and decay crowded the shinobi world. It was just a week ago he found out his uncle had passed away from serious injuries. The injuries done to him had been to severe to be cured. His mother had died during the war, the poison coursing through her veins had been the death of her. His father, one could say had been more fortunate than his brother and his wife, another could say he received the worst of it all. He remains alive but might as well be dead. Mental problems make him unable to truly realize who he is, where he is. This is what battle does to you, scars you, destroys you from the outside in and from inside out. There were moment when his dad showed moments of breakthrough, those moments were solely when he, Kaname, and his father were alone in the room. Despite his many pleads, they doctors had given up on his mental state, claiming that they could do nothing to cure his case, they couldn’t find anything to really cure they said. Kaname held a dire grudge against those medical shinobi’s and would have extracted his revenge had it not been for one of his fathers breakthroughs, claiming the doctors did all they could before returning to his shameful state. The shinobi had been left with his older brother, an AnBu Black Ops member who had cut all ties with his family. Of course, he looked out for them, but in a secretive fashion so that they lacked this knowledge.

Kaname walked along the fence separating civilians from the river below. Looking down, he could see his reflection upon it and he couldn’t help but feel disgust for himself as he looked away. He had wanted to participate in the war but his parents had advised him against it... more precisely, they forbid him. He could hear the voices echoing in his head right now! 'You’re the future this village. We’re just pawns made to protect this future, if we die, the village won’t be hurt. If the future dies, the village dies along with it!’ It sounded more poetic when they said it. Either way, he had to learn to forget about his families tragedies, they needed to rebuild the Hidden Leaf Village and Kaname would be a catalyst in its re-construction. This was his chance to make a mark upon the village. He continued his journey through the rather empty streets of Konohagakure. It’s emptiness was no surprise, for one thing, the population had been thinly cut by the war, people were too depressed to come out and the village had a gothic feeling to it. He ignored this and walked down the streets of Konohagakure to a ramen shop. ‘The usual sir!’ He politely asked before sitting down in a corner, the store was just as empty as the streets. The ramen came and he dug into the food.

First role play on the site, I leave this to anyone capable and available to replying. I hope it was open enough for you to reply. Also, I decided to add a little backstory on this character through it all, despite the tragedies, he'll be pretty energetic.

[DAVID BOWE]

[/b][/color] The young man asked with such heartfelt words. However these were tough times. People forget how to act passionate, how to appear considerate. Rightfully so, let your guard down for even the slightest second and you’ll regret it. Chef seemed to ignore the young boy whom stood at five feet and three inches. This young man knew the chef wasn’t going to provide our young boy with food unless the child had money, which wasn’t something the young boy knew of. Dirt ridden facial features looked down amongst the dirty ground, standing there without a word escaping the young ones tender pink dried lips.

Green hues while still looking down amongst the ground traveled over towards this warrior. Clearly this blond haired individual had money, no? Was this ninja kind? Considerate, even during times of war? Times of mental fortitude, extreme anguish. Could this warrior provide the child with something that the boy hasn’t had in weeks. Mop like hazel hair flowed upwards while those green orbs looked amongst the blond haired warrior. Slender boney digits grabbing the warrior’s cloth. Tugging upon the clothing known as the shirt while those green orbs looked up amongst the blue eyed warrior. “Excuse me sir, could you spare some coin?” Such mumbled and hunger driven words exited the young boy confinements.[/ul][/ul][/ul][/font][/size]

[GOAT[ ★ ]]

Kaname continued eating his food, the Ramen shop was rather empty today until a young boy entered the small building. He didn’t pay much attention to it and after one quick glance, barely noticing his appearance, he went back to his meal. The boy pleaded for food but his voice seemed to have either been too weak for the chef to hear him out or the chef simply didn’t have the time of the day to spare some money. The economy was bad these days after all, considering the time of war they had just past. Still, Kaname didn’t pay much attention to the situation. Not due to his lack of compassion but simply because he hadn’t truly realized the state of the kid not too far away from him. The boy slowly moved towards Kaname, pulling on his shirt and looking up to him. The gennin, with a mouthful of food within his mouth turned towards the kid who had something to say... or maybe to ask him. Politely, the young boy asked for some coins. Slowly, the gennin chewed his food, observing the boy, his first thought had been to reject him but observing his state, a man with heart like him really couldn’t say no to such a person. He hadn’t deserved to be like this, he hadn’t done anything wrong had he? If so, why did he suffer in such a horrendous way. He was the clear cut definition of skin and bones.

Furthermore, if this was the future of Konoha, meatless and poor kids like him then how were they to evolve. It wasn’t like he lacked any coin to spare either. The simple fact that his uncle died with no son, daughter or wife to give money to, meant he had inherited it, and with his mother passed away and his father in a poor state, he had been left in charge of a grand amount of money. He had gone from below average in the economical ladder to above average. But of course, he didn’t waste this money on equipments or anything of the sort but only to ensure his survival with things such as food and the rent to his house. Either way, he had money to give, reaching into his pocket, he pulled out a good sum of money, enough for the boy to not only buy himself one bowl of ramen, but two. This was all the money he had left with him unfortunately, should he had some extra, he would have definitely been willing to give some more for the cause. Finally he finished chewing and swallowing his food after a good bit of time with the kid simply standing before him. The blue and green eyes met as he spoke up. “Sorry... but this is just about all I have left. Make it last will ya’?” He asked, placing the coins within his hands and smiling a friendly smile.

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[DAVID BOWE]

[/b][/color] The young individual asked. Man walking over towards the counter seeing the shiny coin upon the young individual’s digits. “One cup coming up!” The chef had implied while our young individual smiled such a serene smile. Green orbs looking over towards the yellow haired warrior. Clearly the young child had grown found of this ninja. As though this blond haired man were the young boys hero. “I – I’m Oshiro Hideaki, thank you for the coin.”

Youth looking down amongst the counter “My family was killed a week ago and bandits took my sister. I was hiding from them because my big sister told me to hide. She said everything was going to be fine. They would take stuff and leave us be, but they took her too.” Young boy thinking about the incident as though such memories were yesterday. Green orbs looking over towards the yellow haired warrior. Water developed around the boy’s eyes while shaking the tender head of the young mans. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have said anything.”[/ul][/ul][/ul][/font][/size]

[GOAT[ ★ ]]

Kaname went back towards his food, taking another large bite while still keeping an eye out on the boy as he held back tears. Good. No man... or boy should show such weakness in front of his peers, allies, enemies and rivals. The boy moved away, climbing up the stool with evident difficulty. Kaname could have aided him but much like showing tears in front of an ally, needing help for such a petty matter was a sign of weakness, furthermore, it was plainly embarrassing. The sound of money rang and the chef immediately took notice of the young, frail and weak boy. He marched to make some more of his famous meal. The boy on the other hand showed some gratefulness, introducing himself as Oshiro and thanking him for the generous donation. Kaname tilted his head towards him, smiling and swallowing his last bite before introducing himself as well. “ I go by Kaname... Kaname Yagari... you can call me just about anything you want... as long as it’s respectful.” His final words were said in a grim tone. The boy suddenly began telling Kaname his story, maybe explaining the reason for his rather small size or maybe why he had no economic value. Chances were... his sister was dead by now... of course there might be some slim chances that they kept her alive but unless they kept her alive for... some benefits, there was no true reason to keep her.

The boy quickly spoke up again, regretting speaking up but again, Kaname smiled his friendly smile before speaking up. “Don’t worry about it, after the great war, I think just about everyone’s received grave losses. “ He declared. Kaname had not been spared from those terrible tragedies. “I take it you don’t actually live in Konohagakure do ya’? Look... I can’t promise ya anything, I can’t tell you for sure that your sister’s still alive... chances are Oshiro... she’s dead by now.” He waited a bit so that he could digest what he was saying before speaking up once more. “But if you STRONGLY believe that she’s still alive then... I could help you try and find her. Just give me the word and we could search for her.” He claimed but he doubted they’d be able to find her. One week meant the bandits could be long gone by now, maybe even from another country. Of course, he hid his doubts through his strong outlook, he couldn’t look weak and doubtful in front of him, the last thing he needed was for his hope to die.

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[DAVID BOWE]

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Young man replying, ignoring the earlier question that Kaname asked. The question on whether or not Oshiro was birthed and lived within’ Konohagakure no Sato. Oshiro mentioning the words about the young mans bigger sister able to beat the bandits up, green orbs looking upon Kaname. “R – right Kaname? Sh – she could’ve beaten them up. Maybe she’s on her way back home now.” Hope was a glistening feeling. You always had to hope even when there wasn’t any that could truly be found. Orbs looking back downwards towards that hazeled countertop. Such smooth wood, how this chef was able to keep the area clean with desperate people amongst Konoha’s dying leaf is unknown.

“I – I hope she did. I don’t know what I’ll do if she died. Wh – what did you do when you were nine years old Kaname? M – maybe I’ll do that?” Young individual looking back up amongst the newly found hero of Oshiro. The question remaining while Oshiro continued looking amongst the golden hair of Kaname. Steaming warm pot of raman placed upon the boy’s countertop area. Chef smiling even though this individual could also hear the boy’s ever growing predicament of being alone at nine years of age. Even with food right there, steaming and smelling ever so divine, Oshiro continued looking amongst Kaname and awaiting an answer.[/ul][/ul][/ul][/font][/size]

[GOAT[ ★ ]]

"Everybody has their limits Oshiro, even the greatest of us all could one day fall if outnumbered." He spoke, hopefully bringing logic to the young male before him. He felt bad but Oshiro needed to snap out of this sad state, his sister wouldn't have wanted him to be like this. She'd have preferred him living a much more prosperous life or at least this is what Kaname strongly believed.

"But Oshiro, you shouldn't ever stop believing, maybe one day she'll come back, if she does then good for you however, you shouldn't simply linger on that thought. Think about the future, when she comes back, if she comes back, she wouldn't want to see you begging money from strangers and walking around without any friends or allies. She'd want you to walk around with a goal, make her proud, some way or another, make it so that when she comes back, she has someone to come back to." He claimed. Maybe he should have given Oshiro some tough love, confirmed the fact that she was dead, but Kaname simply couldn't bring himself up to do it.

"At nine years old... well I went to the ninja academy, this way I'd be able to learn how to protect myself, protect my family and protect other people to. Maybe if you got stronger, became a shinobi, maybe you'd be able to stop thieves and bandits from doing to others what they did to you and your family." He smiled with a kind heart, he seemed to be looking at other options, he seemed to be willing to live without his sister, only time would tell if he'd moved forward instead of lingering on the past.

[Haretsu]

goat: 18 EXP
shibu: 12 EXP