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Post by Yuminari Hyuuga on Aug 26, 2011 22:16:36 GMT -8
Now, it was Yuminari's turn to eye the other Hyuuga warily, though little of that emotion shone through his unreadable expression, save for the slight downward curling of his lips. Even though the other boy had seemed to be paying serious attention during that return speech, it was truly hard to say just what had been running through the other Hyuuga's mind. Even to Yuminari, who was used to the appearance of the Hyuuga, the expressions of his clansmen were often hard to read. While he wasn't expecting the other boy to react negatively, he was mentally preparing himself in case things took a turn for the worse. Particularly the violent side of 'worse'. It was a ninja's duty to remain alert and aware of any any all possibilities, after all. Especially members of the Hyuuga, who were famed for the 'All Seeing White Eye', and were expected to uphold the reputation of their ability.[/font]
However, any and all thoughts that things could take a turn for the worse were immediately dashed as the other boy spoke up... and in an extremely unexpected way. On a list of all the things Yuminari had not been expecting to hear, the repealing of much of what the older Hyuuga had assumed had been quite close to the bottom. But, it did serve to reassure the male considerably, both in that violence was likely the furthest thing from both of their minds, and that the other boy wasn't looking for any semblance of argument either. While both would have likely been entertaining to the general Hyuuga mass, Yuminari was hardly in the mood to participate in either.
The older Hyuuga's expression had been one of mild surprise as the younger boy had spoken, brows lifted and lips parted curiously. Hearing the beginnings of what would likely become a tale telling of nothing more than a conflicted youth caused Yuminari's gaze to drift up and down the boy's more in more of a studious earnest now. And... recognize that the one he'd engaged in conversation with was likely far younger than he'd expected. A small sense of shame washed over him as he realized he'd behaved in a manner befitting only the oldest and more heretical of the Main Branch by lecturing a youth, but that emotion blew over almost as quickly as it had surfaced once he realized how ridiculous a thought that was.
"I see." replied the older Hyuuga as he finally regained control over his expression, brow furrowing slightly in seriousness yet again, face once again becoming unreadable. "Allow me to extend my apologies once again then. I spoke out of turn." This time the apology carried a good deal more sincerity than before, though was still largely a formal thing he felt compelled to present. "The burden we are born with as members of the Main Branch is in no way less than that of the Side Branch. In some ways I count them luckier... their burden is an easily understood mark emblazoned on their foreheads. The cross we bear is far less easily understood, and is not one we can share. However, one can always seek the guidance of the elders, if need by. Assuming one can stand their rambling." And oh, could the elders ramble...
"Your confliction is... understandable." At this point, Yuminari sounded as though he was sympathizing with the boy, perhaps even hinting that he fully understood what the younger Hyuuga was feeling and going through, though he never said nor displayed any hint as to whether that suspicion could be true or false. "But, do not forget; we are Hyuuga. We cannot change that about ourselves, nor should we want to. If nothing else, stand proud with the knowledge that you were born into such a family."
Yuminari's eyes strayed off to the side, head following them slightly, just enough to make it clear that he was looking away even without pupils to fully indicate it. "And here I'm doing it again." After another moment's hesitation, the older Hyuuga's attention turned back to the younger. "Haru, was it? Curious to see a Hyuuga, especially one of the Main Branch, carry with them a weapon such as that. Why do you?" A rather awkward attempt at casual conversation, but Yuminari could hardly simply selectively ignore the formality that had been drilled into the core of his being since birth.