Winter's Audience [P]

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I can’t continue on this path…..A life anticipating death isn’t the way to live..

Contemplation amongst the afternoon’s illusion; the heavens weeping an angelic bawl, rain not of blue, but pastel white falling towards the ground. Soft in their descent, gorgeous in their mannerism, this silent concerto of continual—perpetual whimpering from above was soothing. Tetsu no Kuni was one of the few continents that experienced such an event, a spectacle for the senses, and a cinematic entice for the eyes. If its own inhabitants couldn’t appreciate the work of art that lingered over their negligent heads, the visitors would surely make up for the lack of attention. This was especially true for one individual.

Along the pathway the man garbed in black brusquely traveled on, mere meters ahead (roughly ten) a young individual rested beneath the shelter of a tree’s security. Rear positioned on the soft, now warmed blossoming olive of the ground, shade occupying the entirety of his frame while the branches above protected his body from the plunge of arctic precipitation as his back rested against the trunk. A grand oak complimenting leverage and equilibrium, the mysterious individual was known other then Uchiha Ryūsuke.

“Why am I here?” Questions escaping into the air, thought not seeking the consideration of an audience, but more so the accolade of silence. Through the slits of scarlet red that loomed over his forehead, the steel of his Hitai-Ate held a lackluster emergence in the shadows. Orbs of purple peering directly forward, without intention or aim, the only cheerful remnant of his being was the olive that colored his Flak Jacket. Physically warm, as he was contentedly garbed in the shelter of his Navy blue kosode and white hakuma, as well as a silver scarf that danced in front of him, only fastened through a wrap around the neck, the Uchiha was spiritually cold. “Purpose…” Echoing in a monotone characteristic, only the astute ears of a local animal would catch the last segment.

[kaori]

They always said that beauty was in the eye of the person whom was to behold it, however Kaori knew that few people in the world could doubt the beauty of Tetsu no Kuni and those who did were overwhelmed by the rough terrain and frigid cold temperatures that threatened to remove a limb of any kind to frostbite. Kaori herself made her way through such temperatures, her feet leaving soft impressions in the otherwise flawless mass of snow that lie before and behind her. She wore her usual outfit of a soft silken black dress, however, a golden visitors badge gleamed on her chest, showing that she was allowed to be inside the wintery land. At the current moment in time she was searching for one of her teammates, Ryusuke.

Well, he was more than her team mate, but no one else really needed to know that, now did they? The snow was so thick the short girl was practically up to her mid-calf in it, as her sword just weighed her down more and made her sink a little lower into the white flakes. She could barely make out the figure of a thick grand oak tree, it's trunk very impressive. Then, as her eyes traveled lower she managed the spot the very figure she had been looking for. She couldn't help but sigh in relief as she ran over to him, waving her arms around crazily, nearly tripping several times in the thick expanse of white.

"Ryusuke-kun! I've been looking everywhere"

She said this sharply before diving onto the young boy and burying her head within his neck, shivering a bit. He was, somehow, warmer than she, so she enjoyed it while it was lasting, knowing he might push her out at any minute as she leaned in and placed a soft peck on his warm, pink lips. For such a tomboy, Kaori was surprisingly very romantic in her relationship with Ryusuke, something that puzzled everyone else, as she came off very harsh, even to her other team mate, Asato, yet when she was around Ryusuke her whole perspective change- it was like she was a new person.

"What are you doing out here, Ryusuke-kun?"

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When did life take on the appearance of cruelty? A menace to thousands and exasperation to millions; an existence filled solely with premeditated frustration and odd formalities that most couldn’t accept. If death was the ultimate rest that all could eventually meet in time, what was the experience that everyone was certain? Was death this omnipresent experience? Something as morbid and disheartening as the escape from existence was the only thing everyone had to look forward to? Where was the positivity that came with life? Fame, riches, love, friendship—none of this was guaranteed; so the question posed now was, how many did have the luxury of looking forward to this?

Lies…. Everything was a lie—a sample of fraudulence and treason to reality. Nothing was truly presented to intercept face value. Life was only superseded by death, yet the grey area of existence itself overshadowed both. What you did in life only determined where and how you’d find your burial and final resting place. The riches, the prominence, and even the experiences you gain don’t follow you into the hereafter, yet they hold such an importance, that even realizing they’d fade in years to come, cherishing, and even having them for the moment was worth the endeavor itself. Ryūsuke was simple—though all he wanted was to never be alone. And then.

“Kaori?” He questioned, only recognizing her arrival through her proverbial, and attractive shriek, followed by her frame bashing into his own as she cuddled against his body—notably for warmth. Turning his head slightly, allowing the peripheral prospective to gauge her appearance as she kissed the surface of his lips, the Uchiha demonstrated a weakly concealed fake smile. “I’m just thinking… but why are you out here?” He inquired, attempting to draw the attention from himself, and hopefully depleting any concern his rather unexciting demeanor drew to him from his female counterpart.

[kaori]

Kaori would not tell it to anyone, but she knew that she was extremely lucky to have someone like Ryusuke. He was handsome with his high cheekbones, chocolate brown eyes and soft, silky brunette hair. He was extremely handsome, there was no doubt about that, but that was not the real reason that Kaori loved him, of course. She loved him because he was the only person that was man enough to save her from herself. Kaori had been in such a dark place when she met Ryusuke. She had been alone for quite some time before she met him, as her parents had died when she was only a little girl, so she had to learn quickly to protect herself while she lived alone and on the streets of Konoha.

Then, when she was around six years old, she met Ryusuke and everything changed from then on. She had just beat up a group of boys who were making fun of her when he came over. She was teary eyed and she clenched her fist, as if daring him to say something, but instead he just walked over, gently and wiped the years from her eyes with a piece of his kimono. She had been so surprised, her little eyes wide with shock. They didn't immediately start going out, mind you, but they were almost inseparable from that point on, doing practically everything together, mainly because she wanted to follow him around and not the other way around of course.

They actually hadn't begun dating until around the time the team was formed, when Kaori made the first move my kissing him and telling him that she loved him. So now, as the girl sat upon his lap she could easily tell that his smile was fake, so a frown came upon her face and she looked at him with obvious concern, giving him a tone to tell him that she was definitely not looking for a lie and that if he did an asswhooping might insue.

"I was just coming to look for you.. what's wrong?

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She stared at him...

Orbs of soft, easy on the eyes ocean blue penetrating the emptiness of his own deep violet; as if shoving a pointed javelin through his very being, cutting, slicing, and severing every fiber that compiled the essence of loneliness that currently reigned over his demeanor. A soft smile appearing on his face, one more ingenuous then previously implicated into reality as the Uchiha allowed one arm to dance across her shoulder until finally resting, and allowing his forearm to hang over the side. Looking on, eyes holding curious sensation, Ryūsuke could only answer her question now while his mind found harmony in her presence.

“You know you shouldn’t be out in this weather…” He exclaimed, intentionally avoiding directly answering what she wanted as he pulled her closer gently, allowing for more of his warmth to relocate over in attempts to comforting the woman who seemed drastically chilled. Leaning over, allowing his soft lips to gently press against the side of her sound cheek, the Uchiha held a delayed kiss before finally pulling away, smiling with an unforeseen happiness that wasn’t previously demonstrated upon her arrival. Was he hiding what truly bothered him, or simply elated to see the one he cared for so profoundly? An appropriate answer wouldn’t be supplemented now.

“I have something for you… don’t move.” And with that, and the hopes of Kaori respecting his wishes and standing still, the crimson-haired Shinobi reached over to his side. After a moment of rambling and gradually racing through his pocket, his arms stopped and finally be pulled back towards reality, and motioned his right palm in front of the beautiful Kunochi—a substance shimmering in the faint light. “It was the only thing I could find in the market… but I had to get it.” He exclaimed, allowing her to fully take in the sight of a gorgeous necklace—silver coating the thin coiled chain which only complimented the majesty of the golden heart charm that dangled from it.

“Here… let me put it on for you..” He exclaimed.

Reaching over, allowing his torso to face her back as she rested on his lap, the Uchiha unclipped the chain, and gradually lowered it around her neck, mumbles and murmurs escaping his lips as Ryūsuke found little difficulty in latching it on, with the release of his hands and a smile propped on his face, the charm dropped, only onto her chest as the necklace supported its faint weight.