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"So?" Came a sharp and irritable coo from the cat called Seika. Her small furry body was perched on a cart a little ways behind Yuzuki. Her body was covered in dirt for some reason though. Seika was obviously setting things up while Yuzuki was doing her thing. This mission might just get done faster than Seika had thought if they both pulled their share of the weight.

Seika would have thought Yuzuki would just have a casual talk with the Raikage about her mission, but this? She couldn't even BELIEVE what Yuzuki was telling her. Really?! The clone's claws almost sunk into the girls shoulders. She was restraining herself. Seika felt MUCH anger at the moment.

This might have been one of the few times Seika could understand why Yuzuki made such a decision. Though it still made her wonder if this girl understood the severity of the situation she just put herself in. You couldn't just walk away from the Otokage. Especially having such knowledge of his intentions. "I see.." Was all Seika could say at the moment.

What was more...Yuzuki offered her sanctuary? A choice? A possible friendship almost. Hearing this was like taking two shots to the chest. It hurt her. It hurt because Seika knew that there was no such thing as freedom, not for her at least. Yuzuki was just pouring holy water on a demon by saying such things. Seika stopped reaching out for help when the Otokage broke her in such an unmendable way. Hope was irrational for a person like herself.

After a few moments of uncomfortable silence, Seika finally answered. "I can't go with you, Yuzuki-chan. Heh, believe me, I would if I could in a heart beat..." She spoke weakly. One could tell she was trying not to sound effected by all of this, but Seika was bad at hiding her emotions anyway. "But I got an irreversible seal slapped on my neck some time ago...and now I can't survive without his chakra. If I left, I'd eventually die within three weeks." She continued softly. Remembrance only made the matter worse. A constant reminder of the position Seika was in. Past the point of no return. This was her life, no matter how cool she made it sound.

"I'll just go back and face the music. It's not like there's anything else he can take away from me, besides my own life." Seika snorted and kept her gaze glued to the ground. It was a good thing she was in the form of a cat. This would be one of those times where she'd feel like crying. The Otokage would probably kill her for this. Though time and time again she'd get punished for things that were out of her control. What would make this time any different? What could he possibly take from her that she hasn't lost now? She already agreed that her life had no value. Not even to herself.

"Though I do have one request. I'm not sure how you'll feel about this....but for both of our sakes. I need to erase your memories of me and the Otokage. Plus I doubt he'll have anybody pursue you if I do this. It's just better this way..." Her small voice was a bit scratchy, hurt even. She jumped down from Yuzuki's shoulder and stood in-front of her, waiting for some sort of confirmation. This one another ability her family had passed on to her. She could erase peoples memories. Though it's not surprising, seeing how she could use telepathy with strangers with a mere touch. A lot hindered Seika's mind at the moment. She always got the short end of the stick. Always. When things did seem to work out, they just got s**t all over by somebody else.

Why even bother?

There was a long silence after Yuzuki spoke. A tense feeling that lingered between the two. The clones small form was still as it perched it's small head in Yuzuki's palm, embracing the touch as if it were a hug. Seika wasn't the type for physical contact, because the only sort she got was beatings. Though at the moment, she would totally accept any sort of physical contact. Even an honest to god hug sounded good at the moment.

Finally what seemed like hours for Seika, she transformed back into her original form, Her eyes were riddled with tears, while her lips were on the brink of quivering. She was trying to hold everything in. It only hurt more though. There was a stabbing pain within her heart. A weight that kept it down without release. An unrelenting pain, if you will. But why? Why was Seika so upset over something like this?

There wasn't a thing in the world that she wanted more, than to be able to feel the way she wanted to. To act the way she wanted, to be the person she really was. The fact that Yuzuki had that and even more.

Yuzuki had dreams.

Something Seika could never have, was only the half of it.

The fact that Yuzuki was offering to go to the Raikage for help made her feel worse. Because she truly wanted to believe there was somebody out there that could help her. But Seika knew better than to think that. There was no hope for her. She strangled the optimistic feelings that burdened and pained her heart...such traitorous thoughts.

A small murmur came from Seika's lips, but it couldn't be heard. Then she began to pull her mask down to her neck, revealing the bloodied bottom lip in which she had been biting this whole time. "I wish..." She began hesitantly, as if she wasn't familiar with the words she was trying to use. "I wish to be..." Seika tried once more, her body began to tremble so much, and she swallowed the word she was trying to say. Lost within the deepest depths of her rotten heart. Stowed away with the other words that had gone...unspoken.

"I'll see what I can do...in regards to your memories of me. I can probably tweak it a bit, take out only certain parts with the Otokage." Seika offered meekly and lightly touched Yuzuki's hand. She stared down at it with a pitiful look on her face. Seika envied Yuzuki...so much. She had a future, a chance to do what she wanted. She had a choice.

"I will disarm the bombs. There's no need to use them anymore.." Speaking was almost labor-some for her. She just wanted this to be over. For the first time, Seika just wanted to go home and face whatever consequences may befall her, death probably..

Anything was better than having this constant, relentless, disheartened feeling. She was tired of reaching out, only to have her hand slapped away.

Seika's eyes softened a bit as she felt Yuzuki's embrace. She didn't know why, but it felt good to be held. It was a bit calming to her. She wanted to stay and sob like this forever. That's all she wanted. She just wanted somebody to listen to her for once. Somebody to care. Even if they were only pretending to care, it would be enough. In a way Seika struggled with the same problem that Shun was having, but she was much more reserved about it. She was the type that silently suffered, took it all in without so much as a word.

Ironic. Seika used to be the type that lacked compassion, no remorse. Betrayed all of her friends, back stabbed them and spat in their face when they offered to help her out. One of the most bitchy, rotten of people...sobbing in an ex-comrades arms in plain sight. What was she doing? She was only mourning for something she could never have. Why bother though? Why should she try and reach out for those lost feelings within the depths of her rotten heart? Seika often wondered...

Would it hurt less to destroy someone who truly cared about you?

A real Sound nin would think so. Then...what would that make Seika? She put on a show for the sake of being professional, but that wasn't really who she was. The truth? This girl was so ******** up, she was afraid of her own feelings. Afraid to enjoy herself, doomed to be crucified for being who she was.

She was useless?
A worm?
Failure?

This is what the Otokage thought of her. Though Seika knew what she was capable of. She knew that she had value. None of that mattered if the Otokage didn't think so. Because that's who mattered to her. Him.

You know it's sad when you have to constantly tell yourself "I'm a Sound nin...this is what we do. This is how it has to be. It's the right thing to do." More than often, Seika had to struggle with these thoughts, these reasoning's. Something to justify the things she had to do to people on a daily basis.

Seika stared into Yuzuki's eyes with a gentle gaze and shook her head in the negative. "Unless there is somebody that knows someone else that can lift my seal, there's nothing that can be done for me...my fate is sealed with the Otokage." She explained with a grim look on her face. The problem was, there wasn't anybody with extensive knowledge that she could go to. The only person she was ever associated with was the Otokage and Shuniji. She was quite sure Shun was dumber than a sack of door nails when it came to that subject.

She snapped out of her thoughts and blushed lightly at Yuzuki's comment regarding her memories. Nobody ever wanted to remember Seika, or when they did think of her...it was nothing but ill thoughts. She brought that upon herself though. Seika nodded and gave Yuzuki a half smile. Silently thanking her for the generosity and patience during her childish breakdown. "Noodles...sound nice actually. I'd like that." She said meekly and wrung her hands together nervously. Seika wasn't sure she knew what to call this thing between her and Yuzuki. Was this something that friends did? Or comrades even? She wasn't used to this sort of thing..