you'll never forget those nights. (private)

[addy-hime ♥]

A minute would never be good enough. His lips tasted sweet, like cold water after a long day of work in the sun; though Youka knew she should conserve her resources, it was hard to do so. If Asato had not pulled away himself she probably would have stayed there forever.

As it was, the nuke-nin had enough sense to stop the silly expression of passion. She stared at him, cheeks flushed--not with embarrassment, with something more--lips parted in amazement. Likewise, not having him there was like being given a single droplet to moisten then tongue and then having the water skein danged just out of reach. Her mind was scattered, the only real thought being that she wanted to kiss him again. And again. And again. Asato put some distance between them and she finally looked away, concentrating instead on trying to make out the words he was speaking.

"The Kyuubi will pose a problem to every village ... If indeed they are confirmed to have it, I foresee two choices for the others: align with them as allies or group together to destroy them." She paused, swallowing as she lifted a hand to her lips. They felt swollen, in such a pleasant way. Why couldn't he enjoy it? She told him she didn't want any romance, if that was what he did not desire! "I will send my spies to gather as much information as they can. My brother cannot go on his mission to slaughter the village quite yet; I'm sure he will listen to reason when I explain to him I now have the location. He knows military tactics just as much as I do."

Ah ... The hand dropped slightly, fingers curling against her chest. There was a hallow pain deep inside her chest, a place where Shiro-sama used to be. It was like losing her parents all over again! She refused to cry in front of Asato--it was a weakness. When she was alone, well, that was a different story.

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[Comatose]

The path of revenge would be a long one for them. Her brother had never made the assertion of knowing who exactly their attacker was, the person who killed their brother. He just supposed it was some orchestration of Konoha's doing due to having been traveling that way. That may not have even been the case at all. It could have been someone different. I'd hoped that they'd have enough sense to be sure of who they target.

"I'd suggest you also get your fact straight. Your brother didn't sound too convincing about knowing who exactly killed your other brother. It might not be as it seems."

We were ninja afterall. Deception, inception, and espionage was our forte at heart. It was all to easy to be the right time at the right place and stage something to look like something else. It was the subject of many conflicts and would always be so. I said no more in watching her reactions. The emotions were getting to her. I didn't expect her to be as cold as I, almost emotionless and stoic at the circumstance — likely not having changed if the person was dear to my heart. She still had a shed of humanity left.

"Take your time. Take all the time you need to grieve. It has to be done to move on."

My back was fully turned now as I summoned forth my wings.

"You need to handle all sides of this now. Don't bide your time. Grieve, and the information as quickly as possible so you may knowingly move on."

— exit

[addy-hime ♥]

Out of all the people Youka expected to comfort her, Asato would have been last on her list. She watched quietly as he lectured her; the words were taken to heart. How would she be able to find out with one-hundred percent certainty that her brother had been killed by Konohagakure no Sato? It would be impossible. Revenge was still on her list, but it was no longer at the top. Like he said, she needed time to grieve before she could make intelligent decisions on the situation. Assuming she felt the need to destroy the leaf village in her pain ... the location was still marked, permanently, on her world map.

The Kazekage rose to her feet as he flew away, refusing to give him a backward glance. Instead, she returned to the place where her things had been left: the cloak and the Kyodai Sensu. The heavy material was left in its disheveled state in the sand, but the latter was lifted up and held above her head. Wind swirled around her, whipping her hair violently as she jumped into the gale. At first it seemed she would fall, but then the wind caught beneath her fan and she was soaring in the direction of Sunagakure no Sato, like a bird. Like Asato.


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[marvolous.]

Addy: +160 EXP

Ace: + 140. EXP