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Morinaga Riku
Akumetsu
"Self Destruction is Simple"


"Damn that's it?" Riku sighed under his breath slightly disappointed about it all, as he directed his attention back to the Kusakage raising his brow slightly at her favor. " Is it wise to send in Genin without you testing or seeing there abilities abilities first, Kusakage-sama?" Riku asked curiously as he was already heading to the door. "Many young shinobi take the test as an opportunity to kill others that are untrained..... I know I did." Riku said casually as he closed the door behind him an headed out to the gates to look for Blade.



Riku's Theme:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wflcMMitN7Q
"I just wanna live."

((Edit2: Or not, lol))



Stares and whispers followed Rini through the city, but she did her best to shut them out, focusing on putting one bare foot in front of the other until she arrived at the Kusakage's building. She paused briefly outside, studying the place, before stepping in and inquiring softly at the front desk for directions to the office. The secretary, staring openly at Rini and her strange, priestly attire, pointed down the hall. After inclining her head in thanks, the High Priestess ambled away, the only sound of her passage being the light rustle of the light but durable cloth of her robes.

When she arrived at her destination, she blinked several times at the splintered door, torn from its hinges before carefully stepping over the shattered wood and lifting her gaze to seek out -- Rini froze, eyes locking on the familiar face of the woman that had killed Sindenky. No. She had not actually killed him, Rini had to remind herself. It had been one of the men with her, though in the young woman's eyes, the blame rested just as much on Masumi's shoulders as his. Rini's face, however, remained studiously empty -- blank -- dead as she hesitated in the doorway and studied the woman lounging easily next to Aki -- as if she had not a care in the world. Aki . . .

Rini's eyes shifted briefly to the Kusakage -- her friend. Any doubts the Kiri-nin might have had as to Aki's character due to her association with that woman vanished rapidly at the sight of the discomfort in the pink woman's eyes. Come to think of it, almost everyone in the room appeared to be on edge except Masumi, leading Rini to believe that the woman in question was the source of the tension in the air. The High Priestess looked back to the source of her own pain, the first signs of life starting to trickle into her gaze -- a sorrow deeper than the ocean -- one that swallowed all light.

Slowly, she shifted forward, moving carefully to stand in front of Masumi and keeping her back straight in an attempt to retain some composure -- some sense of pride -- though not arrogance. When she spoke, her words were soft, even, and held only the slightest shake. "You took his body," she stated, fixing a pleading gaze with Masumi's "Please return him to me. If nothing else, allow me this, at least." She bent her waist into a deep bow, closing her eyes against the heat building behind them. "Please."

Rini did not know how she should feel in response to those words. Relief that Masumi had agreed? Sorrow that she had to wait? Fear that Masumi would not keep her word or would do something to corrupt or destroy Sin's body? Too much. It was too much. Why did she have to wait? What was so tiring about merely handing over a scroll? Rini began to tremble, still bent in her bow though Masumi had already vanished. Tears dripped from her eyes and her hands rose, shaking, to cover her face. Her legs buckle and she dropped to her knees on the hardwood floor, robes pooling about her in a sea of black and bloody red. Too much. It was too much! She bent over her knees, sobs shaking her frame as the walls fell down.

Rage. Pain. Fear Sorrow. Guilt. Fear. Terror. Gone. He was gone. She had lost him again. Gone gone gone, leaving her alone. Alone. So alone. "Aki--" she choked as Reason tried to struggle through the storm of Fear and bring order to the chaos. Purpose. She had purpose in Kusa. She could not forget. Damn you, Uchiha. "He's g-gone. I need -- I can't -- I can't -- please . . ." What was she asking? She did not know. She could not think for all the pain tearing at her heart -- all the fear threatening to drown her.

Her hands moved from her face to the sides of her head, fisting in her hair -- nails digging slightly into her scalp as words began to tumble softly, unbidden, from the lips. "He's gone. Gone. Anchor gone. Too much. I can't -- everything -- too much. Can't swim in the storm. Drowning. Drowning. No air. Aki, please!" She curled in tighter over her legs, begging, pleading, but for what? Help? Help. She needed an anchor, a rock, a tree, a lighthouse, anything to give her focus -- to keep her from drowning and fading away completely.

The behemoth stood near the window, his arms crossed as he watched his god-daughter sink into the ground, a look of discust upon his face. The converstaion was sour to him, and could not put out the controdictions that Masumi hissed. "If she cares so much about other's families, why keep her husband..." Mikyo thought to himself, looking upon the women that he saw a few weeks ago out side of the Kage's office. He then turned to Uno, from there he looked over to Aki. With they're combined emotions they created himself, and within this fact he found soloce. The Metal Demon did not give himself a chance to smile as the heavy clogs clicked to the broken door way.

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((Thats so sad D: ........ this is BS >.< I'm a rage in hell!!! ))

(You should be dead, too, Tavian, so you shouldn't be talking. XD

Oni, when you read this, quote me with your response. What is Mikyo's ninja class?)