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PostPosted: Thu Aug 11, 2011 12:38 am
| It really has! I'm glad we can finally rp together. |

As Drago spoke to her she felt that same sensation hitting her again. like someone she knew was nearby. but the only person that was near her this far out is this stranger. And anywhere else she thought to go her mind kept telling her is wrong. Then what? Could this person possibly be them? When she finally raises up her head, her hot pin hair having slipped from within her hat and beginning to attached to her wet face, she hears something very shocking indeed. She certainly was wrong if she thought to go elsewhere. The person that she sensed nearby, who was familiar to her, is standing right here. "D-D-D..." Shaneko stutters as her face grows pale and her eyes very wide. She was torn between many emotions. The first, of course, is crippling fear. Fear not only of this powerful man but of every imaginable other reason. Because he was there and she had never thought she'd see him again. Since he wasnt someone who she had thought would take kindly to seeing her. Due to the fact that she didn't want to say the wrong thing and he leave. Many things.

She always felt a sense of nostalgia, joy, sadness, and even anger. Not pity, rage toward Drago at all, or even just happiness to see him. He was there, he was alive. It had to have been a miracle. No, wait, in this world it could better be explained as magic. She tries very hard to get a hold of herself, finally settling on just feeling fear and wondering if he'd recognized her. "She can't seem to raise her head anymore and simply speaks as she is. "Drago... that's a very nice name. I actually already figured out what was going on. I thought I sensed a friend of mines, but... Um, my name is... My name... Well, you can just call me Neko. That's what people call me much of the time anyway." Unlike her name that stretch the 'neko', she said Neko like one would say 'neck -oh". No one really called her the true pronunciation anymore anyway. There were very few people who cared to refer to her so familiarly or who would show her that hint of kindness to call her by a name special and unique only to her within her groups. But she didn't want to say her actual name. Drago seemed like he remembered himself, and whose to ay he wouldn't remember her.

What if he had ill will towards her or her group. She didn't want to fight Drago. She would more than likely lose anyway. No. She would lose. And, worst of all, she would let this special person slip away. Before she would have a chance to tell him things she'd been meaning to for many years. She finally raises her head to reveal her face. From any recollection of her by Drago, he would remember Shaneko to have blue eyes and pale pink hair. Her appearance had changed over the years, after all. So hopefully that wouldn't cause the mood to sour. "I'm a native here in Hidden Craftsman. Are you lost? This area isn't very busy at all so seeing you here is actually a surprise, Drago." She says Drago in an oddly familiar tone but sounds less familiar towards the end. She hoped he wouldn't notice much if he actually didn't remember her or recognize her. "Uh... mmm. Aren't you getting wet? Don't you want to get out of the rain?" For someone as wet as her, it was a rather silly thing to ask. She was in the same boat.


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PostPosted: Thu Aug 11, 2011 1:55 am
((I think the last time we rped together was literally years ago))
Drago looked up at the rain. He forget that it was raining for a moment letting each drip each drop plop on his head. He looked at the rain as it was new with each drop. It felt like the world was new again. He wanted to come back alive he thought. So this is where he ended up. He looked at her strangely when she asked if he was lost.

"Lost? I am kind of lost..I would say. I am not exactly sure where here is...Its funny that I can remember certain things for sure. Being in Hidden Leaf. Being in Hidden Magic. Fighting and killing giants."

Drago started to look at her in the eyes. Her eyes looked familiar and with this familiarity he gave a smile. When she said her name was Neko he shook his head no. He didn't know what her real name was, it wasn't Neko.

"But your name isn't Neko. I remember that..I think. But you are right this rain is troublesome and I don't wish to catch a cold. So please escort me out of the rain..as I am a stranger in your land."

Drago looked up in the air it was almost beautiful. He wondered if the sky was crying for sadness that he returned or if the sky was joyous with his return. He looked at her with his bleak eyes it was almost as if he were looking at her soul. He wanted to know more about her she seemed as if he longed for a connection. He still empty. He always felt empty. He wondered howto be fufilled again. As he started to walk closer to her.  

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PostPosted: Thu Aug 11, 2011 2:54 am



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A wave of relief sweeps over Shaneko as she listens to Drago speak. He really didn't recognize her. That would make things easier. But she soon remembers that he doesn't seem to remember much. And that wasn't a good thing at all. Even if all she wanted was for him not to know her, it would mean nothing if he couldn't remember anything. She wondered if he'd even forgotten... her? "N-no, you're right it isn't. But I'd rather you called me Neko." Her face grows a tiny bit red as she blushes. She was both embarrassed for not lying but still deceiving Drago. She was also a bit happy when hearing her nickname, even if the pronunciation was different, coming from someone's mouth other than her own. "At least until you remember my name on your own..." she muses as she nods to the former Kage. She stands upright and instantly grows nervous. She'd mentioned getting out of the rain but the only place she could think of was her house. Without someone noticing anyway. She obviously couldn't take him to her 'parents' house. Houki and the others start asking a ton of questions. Home it is.

Shaneko slowly makes her way towards the path that she'd left before. She wondered if she should give Drago her name. He gave her his and probably wouldn't freak out in some way if she told him. But then she might come off as fickle. Or worse, he might think she couldn't stick to her decisions. She never really hung around him much, what if he was a lecturer? She'd never live a lecture at her age down. Somehow she goes off course but catches herself when she stops thinking about things and focuses on getting them out of the rain. The rain pours down harder as Shaneko reaches her cottage. She presses her palm up against the door and it slowly disappears within its structure. After a few seconds a click is heard and the door eases open. She releases her hand from the door and pushes the door open more. Once the door swings inward Drago would see a small house with nothing more than a small living area, kitchen and dining area, and a tiny bathroom. Hung on the walls, scattered across tables, and propped up against chairs would be a multitude of gleaming weaponry of all shapes, sizes, and types.

"Feel free to make yourself at home. There are some towels in that bin near the door if you'd like to dry off. They're rags so don't worry about them being dirty or anything. I'll go and get us something warm to drink," Shaneko offers with a shy smile. She then wanders out of the living area and into the kitchen as she sheds her rain attire and sweeps her hair into a messy bun, aimed downward and back. The couch, clear of clutter for a few feet, seems like it hasn't been touched in a long time. Upon closer observation of the entire room, the weapons would not exactly be gleaming. Dust, cobwebs, and the occasionally dust bunny seem to have made a playground near the weapons. There wasn't much of the stuff but it was noticeable when coming farther inside. If glimpsing in the kitchen, Drago would see Shaneko scrambling to find something to fix and serve. Eventually she finds some tea leaves and sets them on the table before getting to work to sprucing up a bit in order to have a clean area and supplies to cook with. With her using more than just her natural speed, it wouldn't take very long at all.



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PostPosted: Thu Aug 11, 2011 3:19 am
She was careful. Really careful Drago had noticed that for sure. He gave a smile as he felt okay around her. He wondered what she was so... he couldn't put into twords what she was. However he was still getting used to everything. He looked down at his side and he kept walking as she was the first person that he met here. He gave her a pleasant smile as he bowed slightly. He continued to look at her. There was something about her that he couldn't put his finger on..not yet is all.

"Neko. I will remember that."

It felt like they were walking for ages. One thing that he did know was that he was fast. He could feel the world going slow around him. Like everything was in slow motion. That was one thing he couldn't get used to...everythingi n the world being slower than him. As he walked into her cottage he couldn't help but embrace it all. This all and all gave him a flashback of his own house. She had already dismissed her self to make them some tea. She was a good host. He couldn't help but look as he remembered his own house. but where was it. How could one get in. Her house required her hand. Could his require the samething. Now his mind was racing. Thinking more thoughts.. where was his home? He walked towards the towels and dryed himself off. As he looked around. He walked towards the weapon collection on the wall.

"You.. how many have you faught in the past. It seems to be sad that all this land is known for is fighting and killing. I feel that my hands are stained with the blood of many. But all there faces are a blur."

Drago said as he ran his hand across them all. It was exciting. The touch excited him. It was almost like this was natural for him. TO grab a weapon and use it. However he pulled his hand back as he put them back to his side. He looked towards her and tilted his head.

"Excuse me, Miss Neko. These clothes are quite ruined.. do you have anything that is my size. I would love to change into something..that isn't soaked."

As he kept walking around the small cottage until he made himself comfortable. Something the old Drago was never..comfortable. Oned ay he might want a place like this. Even now he was thinking that he wanted a place like this. A place to just relax and have friends over for tea. that would be nice.. break the cycle of killing for killing sake and live at peace with the world. Wouldn't that be a nice dream..  

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PostPosted: Thu Aug 11, 2011 4:08 am



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As Shaneko watches as the kitchen comes together, the pot of hot water coming to a slow boil, she catches a word of something Drago says. She didn't catch it all but got the jest of it. "I've fought a lot of people in my lifetime, Drago. It seems like something that I can't avoid." She continues to scrub down the inside of the fridge, moving a bit slower than she had been since she had to wait for the water to boil anyway, as she speaks to Drago. Her tone becomes more tender as she goes on. "I will admit that some aspects of fighting I thoroughly enjoy. But only when I get to see what people can do... and what nice weapons they may have. Someone always has at least one weapon that I just can't help but to test out. And the best way is through battle." She gets a tad excited when she returns to the bowl in the sink with cleaning water. She manages to knock the bowl over and make herself even wetter than she already was. "I'm... I'm okay," she gasps as she tries to salvage what water she can before replenishing her supply. "I just love weapons so much. Each type of blade just gives me goosebumps."

"If I had a choice then that would be my only reason for fighting." She then grows quiet a while before returning to clean the fridge. "But you know, the world never leaves well enough alone. People wind up fighting to kill or pushing limits they shouldn't. And at that point, I would have to end their lives." Her gloomy and dark tone soon brightens up when she remembers her friends. "But I've never truly killed before for real. Not a living creature, anyway. Someone has always been there to stop me or to take my place. And even though it felt degrading... I'm so glad that they did. Fighting is horrid enough when all you want to do is test people. But fighting for the soul purpose of killing the other or intentionally harming them and others is terrible. The guilt would be too much to bare, I can only imagine." She then smiles into the refrigerator as she comments further. "It's probably best for you that you don't remember their faces. Not forever, because that would be dishonoring for them that their killer didn't even remember them, but for a while so that you don't have to be tormented."

"Everyone can use a break from the past now and then." Once she gets things cleaned up in the kitchen, Shaneko decides to return to the living area. She notices Drago's movements as he admires her weapons and then looks in her direction. A bit shocked by his suddenly looking at her, she lets out a low yelp. He explains how he needed a change of clothes and her mind simply goes blank. She eyes his frame before the image of one shirt comes to mind. but she'd rather not share the shirt. It was special to her. But she couldn't let him stand there wet. "I'll go get you something right now." She races out of the room and back into the kitchen. She rambles around before running into the living room. Rain water runs from her hair and down her neck as she looks through a chest behind the couch. She takes out a dull black t-shirt that would fit loosely on Drago and a pair of sweats. They were old sweats that her Houki gave her as scrap fabric and hadn't gotten to using it yet. "You can wear these if you'd like. It's all I have for now so I hope you don't mind?"

Just when she gets stands and makes her way over to Drago and hand him the clothes, she notices a little bit of smoke coming from the kitchen. She hands Drago the clothes quickly and becomes frantic when she notices she'd burned the pot of water. "I'm not a bad cook," she whimpers, mostly to herself, as she rushes into the kitchen. It wouldn't be long before she salvages the tea from the pot, it having only burnt a little on the bottom, and sets cups of tea onto the makeshift dining table that was the chest that had been behind the couch. "I'm so sorry about all of this. I'm usually more attentive. And also, I don't have much furniture here so I hope you don't mind using this chest." She turns to the door and begins to head out, "I'll let you change. Holler when you're done. The rain seems to have calmed down so I'll be fine out here." She snags a rag towel and then leaves out, shutting the door behind her.



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PostPosted: Thu Aug 11, 2011 4:58 am
Her story was amazing. It made him smile to listen to her as he watched her move. She moved so detailed that it was almost as each one of her movements had a purpose there was nothign to spare. He listened to her details about her fighting. She had never taken a life as he looked down at his hands. He could see the blood running down on his hands. He almost couldn't control the pain that he felt. He looked at her and he shook his head. He looked at her once more in the eyes. She was becoming more clear. However she was still fuzzy.

"I remembered that some fights were better than others. The ones that I really did like were the ones where the person didn't die. I think. I just love the sound of metal clashing against metal. The rush of it all. It makes the heart pump. The blood going. Everything can be over in a matter of seconds. Moments becomes hours. Hours become lifetimes. You only need that one moment to know a person entirely. I think that I probably knew alot of people in my day."

He wondered if he ever fought her. It was obvivous that she knew more about him than he knew about himself. But he wouldn't press the issue anymore than what he had too. She was running around on such a rampage. He wondered what happened to her coolness. Maybe he was disturbing her chakra. He was so intuned with the conversation that he couldn't even tell the water was burning. He then listened to her.. he couldn't bear with being called a killer. But all he could remember was slashing people down. The arrows of justice raining down on them. People dieing. He closed his eyes for a moment and once again her voice brought him back out of his own personal hell...or trance. Whichever one somebody called it.

"No I don't mind at all. After all I am nothign more than a traveler that you took pitty on. Anythign that you give to me is more than enough. I don't think I can cook basic rice. So trust me you bruning water isn't that bad."

Drago tok the clothes and changed into them. Only leaving his headband on. He let his blade hit the ground with his wetclothes and all his other personal effects. He walked outside and stood behind her as he looked at from the back. Trying to figure out exactly who she was. He opened his eyes all the way letting the six stars shine. she wasn't casting any illusions. She wasn't the enemy. Hmm he gave a smile as he tapped her on the shoulder.

"Should we have the tea outside or inside Miss Neko. Either one will be fine with me."

Drago gave another friendly smile. As he stood waiting for her decision.  

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"So cool," Shaneko thinks as she stands outside. Her back is to the door and her mind is going back to when Drago responded to her rambling about fighting and swords. He didn't think it was odd what she said and even gave a beautiful response. He understood what she was talking about. And he felt the same way about fighting as she did. He understood the fine line dividing the pleasure of fighting for reasons like testing another's abilities or even just to test his own. And he understood that there were times where pleasure would turn into pain and the weapons they had been dancing with would turn even even tools for punishment and pain. Her mind soon drifts and she begins thinking about the shirt she'd given Drago. "Sai gave me that shirt to wear once. I never did give it back to him. After giving it to Drago I feel guilty about holding onto it for so long. I really should return it the next chance I get. But..." Shaneko begins speaking aloud subconsciously as she stands outside. She looks up at the sky as the sky brightens and the rain is seen to be just a few drizzles. It would stop raining completely in about 129 seconds, according to what Shaneko could see.

She hadn't at all noticed Drago's approach as she spoke to herself. But just before he speaks she senses someones presence. When Drago's hand connects with her shoulder, her body tenses and her eyes surge a deep red. Her hot pink hair, tied in a bun to the back, seems to prickle on the outside of the bun. As soon as Drago speaks, however, her features return to normal. She releases held breath and turns around to face Drago. "You scared me," she admits with an embarrassed grin. "I'd much like it if we could drink our tea outside since it's going to stop raining completely soon. I like to see the rainbow after a storm." She steps around Drago and slips inside the cottage. "I'll go and grab the tea and table. Would you like to have your clothes hung to dry? I have a line out back that I use to hang laundry." She asks as she turns to look at Drago, a bit in the doorway.



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PostPosted: Thu Aug 11, 2011 9:58 pm
Drago looked at her and he admired her. It was something. Regal about her he couldn't put his finger on it. Not yet at least she was special. He was almost amazed by her guess of when the rain would stop. He watched the weather start to clear up and he only gave a slight dismay look.

"I didn't mean to scare you. I am sorry."

He said softly. He shook his head yes when she asked if he wanted his clothes hung out to dry. This was his only connection to his last life he guessed. He owuld have to keep it.. maybe it would help him someday. He only licked his lips as he bowed to her again.

"You have been a most honorable host. Serving me tea and giving me clothes and helping me out so much. I am truely undeserving of this..You must know that."

Drago said as he leaned against her cottage. He watched the rainbow start to clear up. He smiled. He felt strange smiling it wasn't an action that suited him..but now he seemed to be enjoying this. He wondered if people would miss him if he never turned back to the old him. But if he continued to be this blank slate. How many lives had he ruined. How many were happier with his dissappearance. He stopped smiling. there was nothing to smile about. At least not yet.

"What if..I don't rmemeber my past Miss Neko? You are like the only person I know. Would you mind if I became a companion of yours? I won't be much of a bother."

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"You don't have to apology," Shaneko reassures Drago and she raises her hands and and shakes her hands side to side in front of her. "I should be on my toes more even though I'm relaxed like this." She then remembers why she was here instead of back at her base. She had been informed that her and a few others would be attacked if they returned. SCM was on high alert after the events in Hidden Federation and so anyone returning there could only be assumed to be an enemy. She had been ducked out in Hidden Time but ventured to Hidden Craftsman just to check in. So yes, she really shouldn't letting herself get scared. She needed to stay on her toes. When Drago compliments her on her hosting abilities her face flushes a bright red. "Ah, no, no. I'm not that great. I mean, I'm only doing what was taught to me whenever I would go over to..." she pauses and slowly shuts her mouth, her eyes lowering to stare at the ground. She wanted to mention how Reina often hosted the at her house and did many hostly things to keep everyone happy. But, again, she was unsure if saying her name would also have a bad effect or not like everything else she refrained from saying.

"Well when I use to go over my leaders house. It has been many years since I have," she decides to continue and simply call Reina leader like she used to long ago. Her eyes would rise up and look at Drago again before she turns and starts over to her chest. "I hardly ever see her anymore let alone go over to her house. It's probably been long burnt down by her anyway... probably." She grabs the chest and focuses a great deal of chakra into it. Once she lifts the chest off of the floor not a single item would slip around on the top of the chest. She casually walks over to the door and says, "Excuse me, please." She would then stroll out of the door and make her way to the small fenced in side yard. "Do you want to remember, Drago?" Shaneko finally asks as she sets the chest down. She stands up and looks at Drago with a very serious face. Her eyes are focused on him and show no hint of emotion in them. The stare is intense. She wanted to know if he truly wanted to know about his past.


If he did then she wondered if she should just tell him. Tell him everything about his life that she knew. She couldn't just not tell him if he truly desired to know. "Because I know you. I... I sensed you when I was running in the rain. The familiar person, the person I thought was a friend, my senses led me to you. So I could tell you everything I know if you truly want to know. And to tell more truths, I have been hiding things from you because I was afraid how you'd react. I wouldn't mind at all if you and I became companions and traveled around together. You're the only one from my past that I have been able to just clumsy around and talk to. So having someone beside me, for however long it lasts before you remember everything on your own, or whatever, and have no use for me, is perfectly fine with me. Or I can tell you what I know and see what happens next."


"Do you want to remember, Drago?" That would be the only thing she would say, however. The other statements only having been her imagination trying to peer into the future should she say that. But she couldn't see past her own words. His reaction would not be displayed in her mind. What could that mean? What would happen next if she proceeded to tell him that she knew about him? She would put those thoughts aside and await Drago responding to her question.



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PostPosted: Thu Aug 11, 2011 11:27 pm
User Image - Blocked by "Display Image" Settings. click to show."Relax I didn't think warriors get a chance to relax. I think that's why being a warrior is so hard. Some of us never know true exctasy unless we are on the battlefield..isn't that true."

Drago looked forward with to the now clearing rain. The beautiful rainbow that set across the land. He wondered how many people saw what he was seeing. He wondered if people saw the same joy that he had right now. He looked over towards Neko.

"So why do you sell yourself so short. You should be confident in this ablility there is nothing wrong with being able to host a small party. Some even make there lives at it..Were I was before..no matter..I don't want to talk about that place."

Drago ears perked when he heard the word leader. Not that her mention of a leader sparked his memory of her. But it made him think that he was the leader of so many assults and so many groups. So he did bring people together. He gave people purpose. He remembered that they were looking up to him...and for direction. He couldn't help but wonder what happened to them or even who they were. However he wondered what happened between her and her master.

"So why did you stop following you leader. you chose her to lead is she not worthy enough to lead anymore miss Neko? Or have you simply found your own way?"

He scooted over for the tea. As he had a seat and started to drink his tea. When she asked him if he wanted to know his past. He simply frowned. As he shook his head. The past..for now was not important. These moments right now were all that counted. This right now was the life that he should have had.. he was at peace with himself.

"This is all that matters right now. This is my new life now..Miss neko. This is what matters. I think I like being with you. I don't have to destroy to feel good. I can just watch the rain and feel good. Why would I want to trade that in?"

He repeated it once again as he drank his tea and looked her in the eyes. Her eyes were so bleak. They shook him to his very soul. It was interesting to see this side of her. He couldn't help but drink the tea as he didn't care for more answers. If they came they came and if not...they didn't.  

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PostPosted: Fri Aug 12, 2011 12:13 am



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When Drago makes his decision, Shaneko breaths a breath of air and lets it out slowly. She shuts her and then opens them up again to reveal a tenderness in her gaze. "Then by all means, feel free to be my companion if that is what you want." She had to admit that she was happy that he decided to answer the way he did. She wondered if, just maybe, thing would have turned out differently if she'd told him that she could tell him about himself. It probably wouldn't have changed much. Especially since, unknown to her, Drago already suspected that she knew something and was hiding things. But at the same time she felt sad for him. And she also felt sad for Reina. In him not remembering his past, he wouldn't remember Reina at all. And Shaneko ultimately couldn't ask Drago for the help she'd been meaning to ask for. "It wouldn't do any good to ask him for help now anyway." Not with the visions of the future she had been seeing. It would also get him dragged into something hat she'd rather no one else get dragged into. She then remembers the questions that Drago had asked her that she didn't answer yet.

"I will always following after my leader." Shaneko motions from the table and into the house. She would soon be see strolling over towards the clothes line in the yard from behind the house. She hadn't made any fast movements, so did she use the same trick with the door to face through the walls of the house and get outside? She begins hanging Drago's clothes up to dry as she goes on. "Even if she isn't close enough to touch, near enough to see, or there for me to talk to; I'm still following after her. It's just that where I've followed her this time I can't be near her." She then smiles and gets a hint of that intensity in her eyes again as she hangs the clothes. "She is the most worthy person I know; to be my leader at the very least. And she is my way and I will follow her until she tells me not to. She's just that kind of person. She's someone who I'd gladly give my life for, or take a life for. At some point I will find my own way. But for now, I'm just glad to be chasing after her. Even if the years have changed her. Even if the reason I made her my leader is fading."

She finishes hanging the clothes and turns around with a smile. "She's still the only one that I would have leader." Her words, true and from the heart, surprised her. She'd never had to say those things before. She'd never felt the need to. People already had a feel of what she would say. She walks over to the table and sits down. She slips her hands around her cup, it being a style of cup without a handle, and takes a sip of tea. "I don't know why I sell myself short. I've been told that I do many times. Especially by my old squad and leader. I just never think that what I do is a big deal. That everyone else does things better. It's a gift and a curse. I push myself to exceed the standards that I see others at and try to surpass it. But I always wind up thinking I will never be better. I feel like, no matter how hard I try, someone else will always put me in their shadow." The Dattoumaru finally shrugs before taking another drink of tea. It wasn't bad considering everything. She somehow really outdid herself.



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He looked at peace again when she said he could be her companion. This made him happy. He was sick of traveling alone. That's why he let the Angel take him away or from what he can remember what it was like to be empty. He can remember what it was like to travel the world and not see anything. However now he had somebody to walk with. Somebody to see the end of the world with. Somebody to walk to the edge and possibly fall off. That would be the fun part. He almost didn't hear her until he came back to the real world again.

"I think I am touched."

He couldn't help but feel inspiration by what she had said about her devotion to her leader. He wondered if he could inspire that same thing into people. However, he felt the same devotion to anything. He wanted something like that in his life. He needed something like that so that he could feel whole again. But he guess for right now she was what he needed. She would at least give him a start for this...Devotion. As he would like to think that it was. His companion. His friend. His Blade. As she was..he was too.

"She seems to be amazing. One day I hope that you go back to her. She seems to have really inspired you.. I hope to inspire somebody like she has inspired you. Right now..though you are my inspiration."

Drago said as he looked down and he continued to drink his tea. The flavor was strong. He never had this before..or he wondered if he had many teas. He looked at the steam coming off the tea and he turned towards her lookign directly at her. As he finished drinking his cup of tea.

"You know this tea is simply amazing. It takes alot of work making a good cup of tea..and if y ou grew these herbs yourself..it shows how caring of a person you are... I wish that I can grow my own tea garden or even have sample all the teas across the land. Maybe that will be my next goal in life..besides traveling with you..and growing a whole garden of teas."

Drago looked back down at his tea and now he had the simple joy in life. He was happy.

"So is this what happyness is? Can one achieve happyness outside of Battle..Because if you can..this is it."

He asked as he got more comfortable in the chair that he was in as he continued to look at the clouds. It was beautiful. Everythign was beautiful.  

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Shaneko smiles at Drago not thinking her some crazed or obsessed girl for thinking that way about her leader. "Yes, she really is amazing," Shaneko whispers as she stares into her tea. She then hears Drago compliment her more and struggles to keep from saying anything that might sound like she doubted herself. "A close friend... someone I know actually planted them for me. He tended them for a while before he made me swear to take care of them. So I've taken care of them ever since." Shaneko looks over at the clothes drying and her mind seems to take her away. She remembers when she was hanging clothes for someone else on her line. A small boy with blonde hair and starry eyes barks her orders about not messing up his clothes. "He was a lot younger than me and always taunted me about not having any medical training." The sun shined down on Shaneko as she spies the young boy messing around in her vegetable garden. But when she warranted him to stop he told her that he'd teach her to plant all kinds of herbs. Then he wouldn't always have to be the one healing her. "The garden is just past the clothing line, actually."

She smiles at the little patch of garden as her mind stays in that moment where, despite the boys harsh words, he showed some sign that he cared for her. "The boy never liked showing that he cared that I got hurt until then. I mean, why else would he start digging around in the dirt in only his shorts?" Shaneko stares at the garden a while longer before turning to Drago. "Sorry. It's just that that was the last time I ever saw that caring side of him. Soon after I hurt him and he stopped talking to me. So I sort of zoned out remembering it." She sighs and takes a sip of tea before going on. "I think that, above anything else I down myself about, I have to really believe you when you say that the tea is amazing. Even though I burned the water, somehow, I made no mistake with those herbs. I love tending to them because each one reminds me of someone. The medicinal herbs remind me of the boy, the colorful plants remind me of my leader, the dirt reminds me of a woman who helped me grow, and so on and so on." She reels in her thoughts as she comments on Drago's words about a garden.

"I'd like it very much to expand this garden or to even start a new one someplace. Creating unique teas like the ones I created from combining healing herbs and green tea leaves. And I too would love the idea of traveling and sampling all kinds of teas. Maybe even swapping recipes with people too. We can travel around and do that since we're companions now." Shaneko smiles only to remember her other life. She was still a member of SCM and would be called away from time to time. She would eventually have to either tel Drago about her group or leave him for days at a time. She doesn't let that realization sour her smile and continues to do so. She smiles as Drago mentions how he feels like he's truly happy. That makes it easier for Shaneko to smile. "I'm glad you're happy! I hope we both can stay happy like this!" She takes another drink of her tea only to find that she's finished it. "Hm. I drank it all. Let me go inside and fetch some different tea leaves from the kitchen for you to try. You're probably almost out too." Shaneko stands from their table and makes her way into the house.

It isn't long before she notices an umbrella poking out from under the couch in the back where the chest had been blocking it. "I'm so messy," she complains as she crouches down to grab it. Then she suddenly remembers how she was supposed to be getting an umbrella for Ryu. Wait. She stands and sets the umbrella on the couch before continuing into the kitchen. She hadn't remembered anything about Ryu still waiting for her at all. She just remembered how she hated that little brown umbrella and nothing more.



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User Image - Blocked by "Display Image" Settings. click to show. He takes another sip of his tea and she was right. It was gone. The tea was still going down smooth down his throat and he only turned to her seeing her truely smile. It was nice to be able to make someone happy. He enjoyed making people happy. That was one of his new goals in life to make people happy and to drink all the tea he could. He listened to the story of the little boy..The little boy who inspired her to grow a garden. A garden of wonderful herbs. He listened to her oath to make sure she would grow the garden.

"Then I swear to you that at least as long as I am alive we will be happy. We will be marry and have a grand ol time. We won't let anybody interfer with our grandtimes. Alright Miss Neko?"

Drago said with a bow. He looked at her in the eyes as he sighed again. He knew something. He knew that if she knew him..others would know him too. He often wodnered if that would bring problems. He wondered if his new found happyness would be brought to end by the tyranny and destruction he caused. Maybe his past would catch up to his new future. He didn't want this to happen... but he couldn't see past the garden... just like he couldn't see the future. He looked at her and he frowned.

"I really don't know what I know anymore. I know that sword. It's bonded to me..it's so angry... It's so angry all the time. But if you hurt the boy I hope you did so because you had a reason. I havn't known you for long....but I don't think you would hurt your friends for no reason. After all you did take pitty on me."

He continued to listen to her ever so diligently. He needed a reason to live now. Maybe she could be his new reason. TO make her happy. To make her fully enjoy life and possibly just live the rest of her life out with that big grin that she had. Drago looked outwards towards the herbs and he only gave a cheerful look. As she agreed to travel the world for teas and trade teas. It wasn't a warrior's life..but hell this was a good life after all. Sampling the finest things with fine people. It would be greatness. No it would be epicness. He handed her tea cup as he bowed to her.

"Thank you once again..for giving me something..giving me something to live for."

As he stood up from his bow. He sat back down. He decided to give her some space..so he wouldn't scare her again. Or worse make her nervous about being with him. After all he was still a stranger..or maybe he was just a stranger to himself. He thought to himself. She knew him..or knew of him. Maybe he wasn't such a bad guy. Maybe he wasn't such a villain. But none of that mattered now. He was a new man. He was about to have a brand new day. He looked at her as she got ready to walk away. He leaned back in his chair and watched the day roll by.  

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"I'd love that," Shaneko finally calls from the kitchen as she snatches up a few herbs. "Whether or not that will happen I don't know. But I'll make sure to make it last. Sorry Reina, I have to help Drago be happy for now. Then, I swear, I'll bring him back to you." Shaneko thinks a moment more before heading out of the kitchen much the same as she had when she brought Drago's clothes out to dry. She makes her way over to their table and sets down the herb mixtures in tiny glass jars. "That one there is Black tea. That's White tea and this one is Oolong tea." Shaneko gestures to each container before lifting up the Oolong tea one. "These were harvested and turned into a powder concoction. Inside are all of the components of an Oolong tea; an entire pots worth. All I do is add this to water and the tea comes to life as if it were prepared right here the traditional way." Shaneko watches Drago carefully before she tends to the discussion they had been having; her attention turning to the sword Drago carries. She had no attraction to the blade, unlike many others. That specific weapon she wanted nothing to do with.

But that was only a feeling. She didn't really mind one way or another if the sword was there. At least until Drago mentions the blade being angry. She watches the weapon cautiously before speaking. "I had a reason, but it wasn't my place to hurt him." Shaneko sits in her seat at stares at Drago a while. She wanted to explain things clearly but didn't want to say too much. The whole situation was very confusing and terrible for her to even begin to explain to herself let alone Drago. "I wanted to help the boy after something terrible happened to him; after he did something to himself. So I tried to help by asking for help for him and made it worse. The betrayal and hatred he felt... He couldn't trust me anymore." She shifts a bit in her seat, not knowing how to feel about retelling the story so briefly. "That's how I hurt him. If you take it as something noble or like he did and call it outright nosy and arrogant to mess with his affairs, then that's fine. I have heard both sides." She shrugs her shoulders, not even looking a little sad as she stands again. "Which mixture would you care to taste?" Shaneko points to the jars on the table.

"I don't talk about it much. Just in case you think I'm bottling something in. I don't talk about it or get worked up, cause I know that I wouldn't change what I did." She stares Drago in the eyes, against all of her teachings. "I've embraced it." She then looks to the containers on the table again. She could see her reflexion in the tiny golden lids and vaguely in the glossy gold ribbon around the neck of the round jars. She'd gone serious again. She giggles a little as she looks at herself before gesturing to the jars again. She had to remember to smile and enjoy herself, because she wanted to make the most of this time of peace before being thrown back into the lions den.



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