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After the Fourth Great Shinobi World War ended, the world was experiencing a time of peace. The villages for once were able to live in relative harmony with one another as they rebuilt, and for once, all seemed to be well. The kage were able to live peaceful lives and soon began retiring, passing on the baton to the next generations. That is until an unknown virus infects the northern coast. The first to fall is the once powerful Raikage, Ay. While many thought this virus was a simple mutation of what may have well been the flu, no one would ever think of the destruction it would cause. Especially when it infected a certain Uzumaki Naruto.
With his death came the malice; with the malice came the destruction; with the destruction came the shinobi' revolt; and with the revolt came the sacrifices. The Bijuu became filled with malice that they sought to destroy the world. Shinobi sought a way to fight them and once again capture each of the Bijuu. Time passed, and a plan was devised. The Jinchuuriki would be sacrificed for the greater good of the world, and with the deaths of nine individuals, an uneasy peace began.
As time continued, the villages began to truly restructure. In a peace that would last 80 years after the downfall of the Bijuu, the world would see the creation of a great many things. Technology was beginning to take root and before long the blossoms that grew from the tree of the advanced mind would bear fruit. A many great things came to be. A railroad between the vast many nations. Mechanical limbs to replace lost ones. Radios that could reach between villages. Everything seemed to be becoming less reliant on the shinobi. Only the need for them never truly vanished. As with the growth of time, also continued the growth of malice.
The notes carried out on the breeze like a salmon swimming up stream. Leaves fluttering on the breeze danced with the notes. They rose with every high note, and fell with every low one, and even as the song ended they would begin their slow descent to the earth. Red foxes darted in and out of bushes at these notes played. The birds landed on nearby branches, but fell silent, almost as if in an appreciation for the music. The fluffy white clouds that hung above, continued to drift lazily as if put at ease by the tone. Everything was in perfect harmony for the brief moments that the song played.
However as with everything, the song ended. The foxes skittered away. The birds took flight. Even the clouds seemed to pick up their pace. The world, as serene as it had been during those brief moments of beauty, returned to its natural state. Even the breeze, as gentle as it had been before seemed to hasten itself now, and blue flower petals scattered on the wind would dance across his line of vision.
He reached up to brush a couple of strands of silvery white hair from his peripherals with one hand while he returned the wind instrument to his breast pocket within the inner folds of his long-coat. His slate hued orbs gazed up through the thick canopy of leaves that made up the edge of the forest to the darkening blue skies above. He could see birds flutter about, disturbed by the changes. He saw the clouds picking up pace as if scared of some impending force. More than that, he could smell on the wind what was coming.
"Rain." In the distance he could hear a rumble, "Thunder." He rested his arms on his knees as he sat on the thick branch and continued to watch the clouds. "A storm is coming, eh?" The wind continued to pick up pace, coming in strong bursts every so often, "Fun."
We'll drown those bastards
beneath a sea of misery
WORDS / TAGS / NOTES 332 words, Open
Setting- About midday as the sky starts to darken from a coming storm. Saverio sits on a large lower branch of a tree at the edge of a forest. There is a dirt path below him and a non-shinobi tourist village just down the road.
TECHNIQUES USED -
INVENTORY -Left Breast Pocket: x5 Kunai -Left Breast Pocket 2: x10 Explosive Tags -Left Abdomen Pocket: x3 Smoke Bomb Balls
-Right Breast Pocket: Scroll Wrist Long-Blade -Right Breast Pocket 2: Scroll Samekiba -Right Abdomen Pocket: x3 Light Bomb Balls
Strands of cotton candy colored hair blew in the breeze, the woman they belonged to shivering slightly. She had been unprepared for the oncoming storm's arrival, and thus she was heading towards the closest town in search of shelter. Traveling through the forest, among the quakes of leaves and scurries of small animals, a haunting tune seeped through the air.
Reina followed the music until she found its source, and the song slowly died away. She looked up at the man in the tree, and swiftly climbed it to join him, perching next to him on the branch. "Your song was beautiful."
He loved the rain, even more so he loved storms. It always assisted him in eluding the prying eyes of hunters, especially those that had oh so sensitive noses. Thats why he loved his natural luck of attracting rain wherever he went, it was like some sort of blessing in disguise. Well not so much in disguise with Saverio, but it was a blessing nonetheless.
He wasn't so absorbed in his own thoughts that he hadn't noticed the approach of the pink haired female. In fact, she was quite easy to spot amongst all of the lush green foliage. Only there was a small issue, and that was Saverio had to rub his eyes a couple times to make sure he wasn't actually seeing some sort of flower monster approaching him. Nope. No flower monster, just some ballsy woman. Well ballsy in his own mind considering he didn't like women much and this one had no fucking clue just how dangerous he could be. Seriously, who the fuck climbs a tree that some stranger ,that you don't know whether or not will gut you like a fish, is sitting in just to talk to them? WHO DOES THAT!?
"....." He didn't comment back for a moment as he was merely dumbfounded on the fact that she had actually climbed the tree and was now sitting practically on the same fucking branch as him. "Thanks," he replied after a long silence before looking back up at the fast moving clouds. He really didn't want to be anywhere near this person if for one reason alone, boobs. Yup, thats right. He didn't want to be around this person because this person had boobs, thus making her a female, and thus meaning that you say the slightest wrong this to a female and the world will fucking turn upside down. He got enough of that from his former master thank you. "Anyhoo I should be going. Storm coming ya know."
He moved to slide off of the branch and landed with much elegance on the lush green grass below. Before long he began to set out on the dirt path heading away from the near by village. Sure he could easily go towards the village, but this woman was likely to go there, and he honestly wanted nothing to do with her. Of course, knowing his luck he was likely going to end up being dragged into something with her anyway.
Reina was quick to follow him out of the tree, catching him by the back of his long coat. With her strength, it wasn't exactly likely that he would be able to escape. "If you're trying to get out of the storm, why are you heading away from the only village within fifty miles?" she inquired, brow quirked in disbelief. He couldn't be running in the opposite direction because of her, could he? She hadn't done anything to him - and didn't intend to, honestly. The woman was legitimately concerned about him being out in the storm.
"If I'm your problem... I don't bite, I promise," she told him, holding resolutely to the coat - as she would do until he agreed to walk to the village with her. "Come with me. Get a bite to eat and a motel room for the night." She surveyed him with her piercing gaze. "You sure look like you need some more meat on your bones, honey."
When she caught him by the collar of his long coat, immediately a blush came to his face. He did his best to hide it by not looking at all in her direction. "I just said there was a storm coming. I really happen to like bad weather, great conditions for training endurance, ya know." He was bullshitting through his teeth. There was no way this woman, with how strong she was, was going to believe him. Sure he liked bad weather, but that was mostly because it was a good time to try and get as much distance between himself and any pursuers, not because he liked to train.
Then she just went and assumed that she was his problem. Well... she really kind of was. After all with that straight-forwardness and brilliant pink hair, how could he not have some sort of issue with that? "No it's not you," like hell it wasn't but he wasn't going to tell her that, "I seriously have some training to do." God damn this woman was really pushing his buttons with how pushy she was being. Seriously, who the fuck goes around and just demands that a guy sit down and have lunch with them? Honestly who the fuck does that unless they're either bat shit crazy or plain stupid? Honestly he was starting to think this woman was a little of both and it was beginning to badly irritate him.
Reina didn’t believe him for a second. “You stay out here and train and all you’re going to get yourself is sick. Come on now, come shelter in the village.” She had the instincts of a mother, and one of those instincts helped to detect when someone was lying through their teeth. If he thought he could get that by her, he was crazy.
Instead of listening to him, she just fixed her grip on his coat and started dragging him in the direction of the small town. “Lunch is on me, so don’t worry about having money.”
Of course she didn't believe him, it was so obvious the it was a lie that it was pathetic. Still Saverio didn't want to go with her and when she literally started to drag him by the collar of his coat, he swung his left arm accidentally deploying the long-blade, "Heey! Let me go dammit!" The heels of his boots were making lines in the dirt as she pulled on him and after about a minute of being utterly pissed he'd finally manage to get the blade to put itself away.
"No seriously let me go, you're stretching out my coat." He could hear the fine fibers snapping and while he didn't think it would really show, he didn't like that she was wearing down the lifespan of his coat. "I can fuckin' walk so stop draggin' me." If she did heed his words, he'd be able to straighten himself out, and turn towards her. "You're definitely not like most women I've met," he said before walking past her towards the village, "Most women that dare approach me usually end up dead or run away, congratulations you managed to earn my respect." He stopped a couple steps down the road and turned towards her, "It's 'Sav' by the way."
“Fine, fine, so long as you behave,” she replied teasingly and let go of him, turning to make sure he didn’t immediately flee in the opposite direction just because she’d released him. To her satisfaction, he merely walked past her toward the village, chattering up a storm.
“I get that a lot,” Reina told him, bemused. “I’m honored, Sav-chan. You can call me Reina.” She hooked her arm around his and continued walking, whether he liked it or not. The woman wasn’t above beating him up if it proved necessary to get him into the village. “You don’t seem like a very dangerous man.” In fact, he was downright cute – the kind of guy she just wanted to pinch the cheeks of and tell him to eat his vegetables. Yeah, so maybe she was a little odd… But that was alright.
You don't seem like a very dangerous man. Dammit. Saverio swore to himself mentally. He hated it when people didn't see him as being anything but some sort of weapon. It was annoying and perhaps the most downright nuisance of a thing in this accursed world. If he wasn't viewed as being dangerous, that means that he certainly wasn't the strongest that there was in this world. Right? Only the strong could survive in this world. He was strong, very strong, and just who the hell was this bitch to think he wasn't dangerous. Not to mention, why the fuck was she holding onto his arm?
He grit his teeth, somewhat stealthily grinding them as his anger was slowly reaching a boiling point. This woman, was she trying to test his fucking patience? Perhaps he'd have to teach her a fuckin' lesson then. Yes. He would certainly have to. "Reina..." Seriously woman? Sav-chan?
What. The. Fuck.
"Let go of my arm," almost as soon as he spoke those words, he didn't know if it was merely his imagination due to his anger, or if they were actually present, but he felt the distinct sensation like they were being watched. Certainly there were hunter-nin around, "Actually..." He cast a sideways look out to the thicket, "Come, pick up the pace." It would be clear by his tone of voice, that he was on edge. Something was going to happen, and likely soon.