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It had been several years since I’d been cured of the illness which had plagued me- I’d been free from its grasp for years now. Of course colds had rendered me feeling ill and various other things but it hadn’t been this bad in a while- But I was sure it wasn’t anything serious. I’d been away today helping hunt down one of Kumogakure’s recent shinobi who thought they could get away with attempting to steal from the village treasury and I’d just been pushed too far. Tracking was my forte and I was sure that I was one of the best in the village, but I had to react more offensively today in order to make sure that he’d get taken in without problems. I’d worked myself up too much, which happened to everyone I guess. Currently sprawled across the sofa which I claimed many hours of nap in each day, my face scrunched up a little, it was quite easy to say that I wasn’t feeling my best, but I didn’t want to worry him, so with my composure returning to normal I’d then burrow in to the sofa again, wrapped up in a brown blanket as the TV reeled the news, something I, honestly, enjoyed watching.

Perhaps the effect of the work that blonde had done had worn off over time? I’d only felt like this before I’d been treated and to be honest by now it was an alien feeling to me. I couldn’t tell him that after so long we’d been together, the golden band on my wedding finger- That all of it had been for nothing. Our small home, all of the things that we’d been part of over the last nine years- All of it- Gone. I couldn’t just succumb to it- I couldn’t- ”…….” Sniff. Involuntarily the corners of my eyes parted, revealing what would appear to be two thick lines of tears. Almost angrily I’d draw my hands and rub them off my pale face, resting my head again on a slightly less than plush pillow. What would I tell him? It wasn’t exactly something that you could just go up to someone and say- Even him, who’ I’d been with for so long. Our bond had foundations of trust- I’d feel guilty not to tell him what I thought was wrong with me- But then again, I was scared to tell him. Nausea following, I’d rise from my position.

The place was a bit more spacious than Kaeor’s old apartment. It was a house after all, but despite the fact that over the years we had saved, I was never fond of large houses. Coming from such a large family who lived in a small house, it wasn’t overpopulated, but, cosy. Pacing back and forth in the living room for a few moments I’d soon take a turn and route myself towards the kitchen as I soon met the sink, both of my thin hands gripping on the sides for a few moments as I positioned my face overhead. It was hard to think back and remember that I’d felt similar to this each day in my younger years. However- Being aware that this was the kitchen I’d soon move over and change my direction to that of the downstairs bathroom after having figured that if I did throw up, then it would be better to smell it in the bathroom rather than where we prepared food. Lifting the lid, I’d in the meantime lean back against the towel rack, with one hand on my left temple, and the other hanging limp to my side.

I was unsure exactly of when exactly he’d be coming back, but between now and that time, I’d need to think of what to say. My own ANBU equipment was sprawled out around the living room- Armour on the table and mask on the sofa whilst my weaponry also resided the nearby armchair, I was left wearing a black base layer- A black shirt and standard shinobi trousers. The familiar feeling of nausea returning to me, I’d lower myself and then vomit in to the toilet- Disgusting to some, but I felt quite relieved afterwards with the both of my hands holding my long black hair behind me. Flushing the chain, I’d then back up to the towel rack again, and grabbing a piece of toilet paper, wipe my mouth before placing the used piece in the bin next to me. Exhaling deeply, I’d then close my eyes- He did everything to stop this- I can't tell him. it was a battle of morals at the moment. If I told him, he’d be heartbroken. If I didn’t tell him and I kept feeling worse, then he’d be even more heartbroken. I was going to hurt him either way. Opening my eyes to look straight in front of me at the mirror; I looked pale and dishevelled with my eyes looking as if I was on the verge of crying, which wasn’t really a good look. Running my left hand through my hair, I’d wait for the feeling to pass. Of course, there were several other ideas of possibilities in my head, but this seemed like the most plausible out of them all.

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With my arms still wrapped softly around him silence would cover the both of us for a few moments before he began to speak, negating the offer I’d given him which- I wasn’t angry about by far- But I hadn’t expected him to say that to say the very least. However, I had learned of the trials he’d been through over the past few months and I expected myself that it would only be understandable if he did have trouble sleeping perhaps because of the changes that would now face him being back home- But I was prepared to help him through it, even if he tried to pull away at first. However his words were soon made contrast with what he said next, as he maybe tried to clear up what he’d past said in an attempt to reconcile with what life we had before he left. Although I was aware of what he’d said before this, I’d give him a soft smile unlike the sharp and perhaps slightly menacing grins that I’d usually give everyone- ”…..” resting my head against his neck for a few moments, I’d keep it there for a few moments before shifting it again.

"But if you're sleepy you can rest. I'll be fine right here. I'm certain."

"I'd rather make sure you're alright- I can easily catch up on sleep, you know that.”

Of course I wasn’t going to do what he suggested that I do if I was too tired- I did enjoy a good sleep but nothing compared when it came to wanting to make sure that he was alright. I could easily take a nap in the middle of the day tomorrow in order to boost my energy levels, surely. Right now it would be selfish and thoughtless for me to go back and sleep while he so obviously hung in my bathroom with something on his mind that troubled him. I knew that I couldn’t help heal everything but if my words and actions could make him feel a little bit better, then that was all that I asked for. As he turned, I’d find my bright blue eyes looking at him as I looked at his face, almost as if I was trying to read his mind- My ability of sensory allowed me to detect lies- But unfortunately, mind-reading wasn’t one of my skills- But having been together for quite some time now, I knew that something was up with him.

However what he said next, perhaps a rhetorical question, it would nonetheless cause me to smile as even I paused in my words for a few moments, attempting to think of what to say- I wasn’t really that sure myself but then again there wasn’t an easy answer to questions like these. With him in my arms (Different to the norm, as usually it was my thin figure that was held in his) I’d shrug slightly and visibly with the smile- Now turned grin, still on my face. ”God knows why.” I’d say with the grin still plastered- Of course I wasn’t insinuating that he didn’t need me, but moreso that he was obviously my superior and that really- In my own mind anyhow, I figured that he could do much better with perhaps a stronger, slightly prettier woman- But I was sure that all people thought that sometimes. And if it did come to the chance that Kaeor did go off with someone else, I’d smack the bitch in the face. I’d then lean in slightly and kiss the bridge of his nose a single time before drawing back and looking at him again;

”I thought it was only girls who said cute, meaningful things like that.” I’d say, some banter to at least try and bring maybe a bit of laughter to his life at this lonely hour. But surely from his journeys to try and get me cured of the illness that had plagued me day-in day-out, I figured that he’d missed me- It had been quite a long time and to come back, maybe he’d thought about the relationship that we had? Of course I didn’t plan on giving him up any time soon- I never planned on doing that, and I hoped that it would never happen- However with the sharp words he’d emitted just a minute or so ago having come to light, it wasn’t as if I was wondering if he still loved me, it was just that I wasn’t sure about what he was thinking about at the moment. Of course I did know how different he could be when around other people and really; I was glad that I managed to see the side of him. The grey-haired shinobi now in my arms was quite an interesting person, even I could say that. While he'd been tarnished with blood relentlessly several times in the past, he was a different person with me. And I loved him. Placing different amounts of pressure on my leg, one then the other, I'd rock the both of us from side-to-side slowly as I held him, as my most comforting voice began to speak.

”Everything will be alright now, Kaeor.”
My eyes, still looking at him, would take on an even softer appearance.
”I promise"

"And I will do anything to make sure of it.”

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"Don't worry. We'll be fine..."

Perhaps it was those words which had worried me somewhat- But I’d never really been quite a person to worry about things so it was quite astounding to say the least. But moreso- In the time that he’d been away, I’d heard, in newspapers, on the TV and through spoken word that our village- Our world was slowly tumbling in to turmoil as word of a second shinobi war was brought up. Of course during his leave and by hearing the stories that circulated around the village I could but think the worst about him- That perhaps he’d been unluckily caught up in some kind of brawl and had been killed in the heat of battle- But I trusted him not to die- Or not to die on me anyhow. But he’d come back safely, if not surely scarred by the things that he’d been through recently, and as his hand descended I found my head placed on his chest, as I inched closer to him- It being a single bed it was hard enough to fit two people on it, but thankfully for the fact that I had quite a slender frame, I took up little to no space, and found rest after he found a comfortable place to do so himself. He was back.

Of course, unlike my counterpart I was unable to sleep so soundly as he appeared to do so- Or at least for the first thirty minutes I simply lay in bed, relaying the stories which he’d told me through my mind, attempting to put myself in his shoes in those situations, and trying to bring them to light- To have an illustrated idea of what happened. Of course I still felt such a sense of guilt for my own problems having driven him out there in order to get them fixed- But in the end he’d succeeded and I’d never been more gracious to him- Although I figured that he’d not ask for much in return I knew that one of these days I’d do something so important that it would equal the gift that he had given to me so uncalled for. I knew it- Although I wasn’t as strong as him- Nor was I as tall or as built with muscle, I had determination- And a hell of a lot of it- And there wasn’t getting rid of that easily.

Although between these thoughts of determination and goals I found myself slipping to sleep.

……..

..Cold.. However what I expected would be a good, at least twelve hour sleep (I could easily doze off for a whole day, given the chance) was cut short by several hours as I found my form, still on the bed, uncovered by the duvet by now and slightly colder than I’d been a few hours ago, and the bridge of my nose slightly dewy- Of course the idea of dew sprouting from the skin was preposterous but it felt that way. It would take a good few minutes for me to understand what had happened, as my eyes slowly began to open- -Oh. He’d gone to the bathroom, surely- However with the man in question standing near the doorway of my bathroom by the sink (A small en suite- several times smaller than my own room) I could only just make out his figure in the vivid light (Or at least, having been so used to the darkness of sleep, it was horribly vivid to my untrained eyes) and I, being with him for so long, could easily say that something was wrong. A nightmare, perhaps? I’d have liked to say that only children had them but I had them sometimes- So I couldn’t say anything.

Kicking off the rest of whatever duvet was left on me I’d slowly move my way off the bed and would gaze at the now bright light of my alarm clock which read an adamant 02:14. The sound of the tap running coming to my ears I’d then peel myself off the bed and raise, my form, wearing shorts and a tshirt, making its way to my en suite- Being such a small room, however, it only took a matter of moments before I could fully see the contents of my bathroom, although blobs of white disturbed my vision from the sudden sense of light that penetrated my pupils. ”..Hey-” I’d say softly as I’d slink in the room and from behind, wrap my arms around his waist, now uncovered by his shirt. ”..I’ll stay up with you.” there was no going against my word- It was law by now. Of course- moreso perhaps it was just me sympathizing with him- I’d been the victim of several nightmares in the past, and I knew that at times, you just wanted someone to be awake by you after suffering from one. However- What he was dreaming about I could but guess as horrific- Not many things got to him, but the past few months had been stressful- And I understood that. Whatever boundaries that needed to be leapt would be leapt together, and if he ever found himself slowing down- I’d follow suit.

Still holding my position behind him, my head would rest on his left shoulder blade, peeking across the side by some degrees as the black tendrils of my hair moulded softly with his own white- I had all the time in the world for him. Even if I was half-asleep at the moment.

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[OOC: Another sort of derp post! Apologies!]

Had it not been for the fact that I myself was very familiar with the white glow that was currently surrounding the clone that he’d been created, I’d have found myself in quite a pickle- Mekurumeku, a raiton technique which I’d learned with my brother years ago was one I had in my own arsenal- And I knew how it worked. Standing eight meters away and my foe currently kissing the earth below us- (No doubt the poor guy would have probably faceplanted quite epicly, and the speed?! He’d have probably floored across a few meters due to the speed he’d been travelling at, making the poor guy even closer to me!) My distance to my real opponent shortened to a mere five meters he was so close, and yet I was at a disadvantage at the moment due to my hands being bound by the technique I was performing- However..

Anticipating the technique created by the clone itself and sharply closing my eyes, I’d find myself splendidly avoiding the threat, although opening my eyes once the light would have passed, I’d find my eyes blinded perhaps only scarcely due to the blast- But nonetheless unharmed.

the clone, who'd begun weaving off to the left when casting its jutsu, sprung back to the right rear so that it couldn't be targeted in the meantime. As it sprinted along, at full speed, it made motions to cast a second jutsu but would keep Satsui's paralyzed form in sight

[OOC: I was only eight meters away by the moment I paralyzed the real Satsui, however, assuring that you kept at the same speed you’d have travelled at previously you’d have easily passed me- And saying that you sprinted forwards at "Full speed" bolsters that idea, so I’m going to go ahead and assume that you ran past my character due to the fact that the amount of running that you state doing would be more than enough to cover eight meters!~]

Noticing that the dear clone had managed to rush past me, surely misjudging how close I was to the both of them, it was only expected with its owner being as useful as he was at the moment. With my hand still tightly sealed I’d then take advantage of this mistake and RUSH forwards in a grand manner as I’d then, with the clone behind me and unable to see what was happening due to his position- (Rushing in one direction.. I wasn’t aware that clones had eyes in the back of their heads!) covered the distance of five meters at the same sprinting speed which he himself had run at, my direction being linear and determined, I’d then as I came close to the my opponent, with my hand still sealed, cease my running as I came to a single meter away, raised my right leg up slightly and..

KICKED HIS HEAD IN!

Taijutsu.. wasn’t my prowess, but a kick to the head at the best to my ability, and the damage that he received whilst faceplanting (Had that alone not been enough, this would be the icing on the cake!)- and the fact that he was unable to move at the moment would surely result in one concussed chappie. Fail beneath my boots!

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> 0 Meters away from the real Satsui by end of post. Head attempted to be kicked in, resulting in him being unconscious.
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[OOC: You are the ultimate snake in the grass! This is a bit of a derp post.]

Perhaps, I should have been concerned due to the fact that my shunshin hadn’t worked for some strange, OOC reason, but I wasn’t too worried as, always, I was the Queen of alteration and as I found my foe covering the distance towards me, all I’d have to do was keep my eyes focused on him and form a single seal- I knew what I was going to do, and to say the least it was a cheap shot but then again, it couldn’t be helped, right? I didn’t really feel like dying in this competition.

He began moving, slowly at first, gaining speed after each step as he kept his eyes locked on his target.

[OOC: I'm going to go ahead and assume that you keep up this for the duration of your run since you haven't stated otherwise]

standing straight as I stared onwards at my opponent, the tracker in my right eye allowing me heightened vision to allow me to see closer and keep track of what he was doing.

A single seal formed after having long finished the seals for my suiton technique, comparing to whatever work his own hands were still doing [OOC: C-Ranked technique = More seals. Since I hadn't moved, I have extra time to react in the space between when I'd have finished sealing and you'd have finished yourself, if that makes sense.] and my eyes still staring intently at his own as he neared and entered the range of 10 meters that this technique so brilliantly worked in- taking note that I’d noticed him either keeping an eye on me or looking me up, this wouldn’t go to fail. Before he even had the chance to take the next step, he’d be frozen in place as his run would be cut short, surely sending him flying towards the ground, his muscles and arms being unable to move thus preventing him from taking any further measures which could be played against me. My movements were quick; After all- A D-Ranked technique was pips to create, and this technique? Only a single seal was needed and whatever technique he had been previously channeling would be halted. Taking in to consideration that he’d been looking at me as he’d ran and my eyes parallel to his own in that sense, capturing him would be of no problem. Distance was no problem either; My tracker activated, I’d found his eyes clearly.

..And then it rained..

it rains down upon the general area of the target

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Rank: D, D, D, D, D
Type: Supplementary / Specialized Job Technique / Ninjutsu
Range: 0 - 10 meters
Chakra: Low
Special: Handseal must be held at all times during binding. Eye contact with victim ensures instant capture. Otherwise, the user must keep the target within their range of vision, holding the seal while the paralysis takes the victim over for the duration of one post. Works only on victim's with lower EXP than the ANBU. Can be held for one turn plus one more each time retrained, and can only be broken out of with large chakra influxes such as Bijuu or the Eight Chakra Gates.
Description: One of the most basic yet deadly jutsu available to ANBU, Kanashibari no Jutsu is an advanced Ninjutsu technique used to temporarily bind an individual in place. After a single seal is formed, the user must make be able to see the target they wish to bind; if eye contact with one another is establish, the bind is instant. Otherwise, the ANBU will struggle to take over the opponent's chakra with their own. With the person frozen in place, the ninja can either take the opportunity to attack or to retreat.
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> All weapons on person.
> Tracker active.
> Roughly 8 away from foe by end of post with assumed capture.
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Neither my mind nor movements could have stopped me from being here today. I wasn’t exactly a fan of fighting but I was seemingly drawn to this- The final match. Having been claimed victor of all my matches up until now the competition seemed to come to a halt as the two of us surely now stood parallel to eachother on this field. Of course- I was aware of the dangers that faced me when joining this round- I knew what I’d signed myself up to, and yet I still went on with it. I must be pretty badass, right?

Standing a total of twenty meters away I’d, looking at my opponent, give him a grin as I’d say;

”Good luck.”

With my arms gently held around the middle of my torso- I was ready.

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