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 Posted: Sun Dec 13, 2009 4:04 pm
Kiyoshi pushed through the doors of the hospital, letting Saito in before himself and simply nodded as the boy bowed. "Thank-you Kiyoshi-sama!", he said in his usual tone, wakling in and turning to wait for Kiyoshi as the man place his hands in his pockets.
Kiyoshi Uchiha looked ahead, following Yokou as Saito glanced from her to the Uchiha, to her then back to the Heir. "You know of Hashimi Yakedo?", the student asked, his big eyes opening as did his mouth.
Kiyoshi raised a brow, wondering why he'd asked then looked to the boy. "Oh..", he finally realized, closing his eyes and giving his usual small smirk. "Yes. I do. He was my superior-- and you're his son...", realized the Jounin, bringing his hand to his lips and looking back up.
"Yes sir~", he nodded with another smile, crossing his arms.
"He led me on a few missions a few years back, I should visit him soon.",Kiyoshi said more to himself, nodding.
The boy simply smiled back and nodded. Kiyoshi's superior. His father? Wow...
As Yokou went up the stairs, they followed. They entered the room with the Sennin and Saito walked past all of them, rather close to Zephyr, who was at this point, crazed. "You make a very attractive girl, sensei!", he noted, his cheeks turning red as his little palm grasped the hokages pants and tugged at em. (A running gag. xD)
Kiyoshi simply placed his hands in his pockets, his lazy demeanor observing Judas as he screamed yet more non sense. He sighed and stood beside Yokou, watching the scene as it unraveled.
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Posted: Sun Dec 13, 2009 4:54 pm
The 'girl' spun to face Judas at the 'hottie' comment: why, the kid better not make him change his mind! At Saito's words, first his eye twitched, then the corner of his mouth. He opened his mouth, however, Zephyr's ensuing rampage was cut short as all of the room's occupants was alerted to frantic voices in the hall (to which there was no barrier, with Yokou still leaning against the door, to keep it from shutting), while Saito and Kiyoshi had taken the liberty to enter.
"Stop! Take her upstairs, to the mental ward!"
"You're expecting me to restrain an Elder?!" Cried another medic.
"You're Hyuuga too!" Roared back the first speaker, apparently the supervisor of the two.
"Wait! There's Yokou-sama!" Spoke a third. "Yokou-s-!!"
That medic was cut off, and only a brutal crash was heard.
!
By then, by her side, Zephyr poked a curious head out to observe the hallway commotion. However, the Hyuuga princess' eyes and voice registered surprise, when she spoke.
"Nyame..." She said serenely. "Why are you Hakke Kuusho-ing our people?"
The teenager she spoke to gritted her teeth, and looked at her head of family through wild eyes.
"...shut up."
She wasn't taken aback.
"Those are pretty bad wounds..." Continued on Yokou, smoothly, as if Nyame had not spoken at all. "When is the last time you changed that robe? Or combed your hair?" She closed her eyes, serenely, and continued on. "You have been traveling..." She said.
"...and it did not go well."
"Go well?" Repeated the girl, with a wild laugh. "Go well?" She said again, tears stinging her eyes. "Why, miss Yokou...you have no idea how well, while you have been enjoying your time in Iwa."
"You..." Said Yokou, slowly. "...came for Iwa...?" And she looked at the girl. "Does Anzu-kun know of this? And...Shikaenja...?"
"Yokou!" Cried out Zephyr, alarmed.
But at the mention of the Nara, Byakugan flared, Nyame swiftly stepped forth, and at the next moment, before her deadly fingers reached her head of family's throat, Senju Amerikasugi himself had stopped the strike.
"I could care less of your clan affairs." Said the elderly Senju, sternly, capturing the girl's arm in a vicegrip. "However, the Hyuuga princess is valuable alive, brat."
"Don't-..." Snarled Zephyr, furious at his grandfather. "...talk to Yokou that way!"
"AND WHAT BUSINESS IS IT OF YOURS!" Screamed Nyame. "SHIKA IS DEAD! BECAUSE THE JUUGODAIME IS A IRRESPONSIBLE JERK!"
She did not notice Zephyr's wince.
"Dead, dead, dead..." She sang wildly, the broken sobs that left her lips, with each harsh whisper of the same words, was just so pitiful, even though she did not struggle against the Senju's harsh grasp. "He's never coming home! He's never returning...he's not going to smile, laugh with us again, or chase Anzu for his pranks... He's not coming back to me." The tears staining her cheeks ran freshly warm, the whispers growing softer and softer, until-...
"He's not coming back to me, even though, it was a promise..."
The tears flowed swifter.
...
"What, then...am I supposed to do!"
Amerikasugi let the girl go.
She saw Zephyr wanting to speak, but Yokou gently shook her head aside. She took the broken girl in her arms, and stroked tangled locks of black hair, untangling them, and smoothing them again with her touch.
"You were attacked."
She said, softly, the reality and realization in her words making the Hyuuga princess' understanding too to all those present in the room.
"...did...you...?" She swallowed, thickly.
"You loved him...didn't you?"
The medics she had fled from had caught up.
"More than anything." Replied the girl, hollowly. "More than the clan, more than the village - and certainly more than you!"
And she spat, at Yokou's face, before the medic-nins injected the concoction that forced sleep.
Senju Amerikasugi regarded all of this coldly, as the Hyuuga princess calmly wiped the spittle from her cheek.
"Well, well, well...how the mighty Hyuuga clan have fallen."
"What do you suggest then, revered Elder Senju?" Replied Yokou, unperturbed. "For me to raise my hand on my own?"
"Still a naive child." Scorned the old man. "Your attempts to change Hyuuga in the better, is that child's tragedy. Do you still believe, girl?"
"It's not-..."
He smoothly cut off his grandson.
"Yes, I know your precious little girl has no fault in this." The cold look was icy now, and even Zephyr winced under the old man's harsh glare.
"Ignoring Hatsuchi's letters [Moku's]...being Kage means taking responsibility. Wake up to reality, Shinrei. It will not be the life you led as a Sennin anymore."
For as a Kage...
...how could a Kage's people not worry, when their supposed greatest champion leaves them to the dust?
That pitiful fledgling girl...with her friend, she sought for confirmation. Against the rules of the village, certainly, but she sought it not for herself, but for the villagers' sake.
In the end, all that comes from the dust returns to the dust.
His grandson had much to learn.
"Even the greatest love could give birth to seeds of hatred by far greater." Said the old man.
"Reflect on that."
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Posted: Sun Dec 13, 2009 5:24 pm
JudasHp:50/50 | Cp:15/15 | Mhp:50/50 | DB10 Theme Dear You
Judas couldn't fully comprehend everything everyone was speaking about.. He had never heard of Hyuuga... Senju..Hokage.. They were all terms he had never heard before but from what he could tell.. Hyuuga and Senju were families. Maybe some bad blood between them? But what the hell is a hokage?
He slowly grabbed his clothes, walking out into the hallway with the rest of the group. He blinked watching everyone, his eyes watching them closely as he began taking off the paper robe. It was clear these demons had problems of their own..
heh... Hell is possibly just trying to confuse him until his brain explodes. He yawned as his body was only in his boxers. His voice speaking up a bit...
"Ey.. Granpy Demon guy! You b***h way too much." The young child spoke care-free. He didn't care what the ******** these demons did to him. He just knew he would get his words out before they mauled him. "You expect by jumping on one person the world will become better. If you want to compla-- Whine about the 'hyuuga clan', whatever the hell that is, then you better get the balls and stand up to do something about it. Until then you have no room to speak, you're just a baby playing the role of an old man. You sit and cry.. and cry and cry until you get your way instead of doing it your damn self."
The almost nude child reached down and grasped the edges of his shorts, slowly pulling them up his legs. The grey pants on his frame were quite warming to him, despite the fact the bottom of the shorts stopped right at his shin.
"The little kid here who loves whomever more than anything... Is just straight bullshit..." Judas was relentless with hold his tongue. His voice becoming louder as he turned toward the young teenager with a wide-smirk. "Ever hear the phrase, 'you can hate just as deeply as you can love' He yawned softly as his eyes widened... His mothers voice echoing in his head..
His eyes shot toward the white walls beside him as he quickly saw his own reflection. The tiles upon the wall looking like small bars within a cell as he heard his mother speaking... 'I'm sorry.. I'm sorry..'
"SHUT THE ******** UP!!!"
His fist reaching forward and slamming into the wall forcing the tile to break as he then turned back toward the child he was talking to. "If you love one person more than anything.. Then you can only leave your heart open for hatred. Just remember those..."
He heard his mothers voice echoing around in his head again, quickly turning and thrusting another fist into the wall. "I TOLD YOU TO STOP TALKING TO ME!!" He snarled at the tiles, his head shooting back toward her.
"-Those people who care about you who are still here." He smiled toward the young girl who he had began to suspect was the original guy who he had attacked. His finger pointing angrily as he began pulling on his jacket, hiding the deep lacerations across his back and shoulders.
"You better explain to me what the ******** a Hokage is... and Where the hell I am." He snarled in anger once more. Before his snarl soon turned into a wide smile as he watched them happily. His body fully expecting to get ripped apart limb by limb...
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Posted: Sun Dec 13, 2009 8:35 pm
 Kiýøshî Uchiha
"The Crimson Wolf of Konoha"
CP: 770
HP: 638
MHp: 1000
Rank: Jounin Sensei
Profile: Here
The alluring Heir's eyes turned slowly as a crash was heard, breaking the conversation. He was now leaning against the wall, his arms crossed. Kiyoshi's bottom lip parted, his eye brows raising in question-- was some patient going crazy? It wasn't unheard of in the shinobi world...
He followed little Zephyr, , stopping behind the kage, watching the actions from the little Hyuuga, his eyes still wide. He had no idea what was going on.. but she was hurt-- hurt in every way the word was described. Kiyoshi's pupils glinted, his teeth coming together. His hands moved way from each other, to his side.. he was rather astonished at Nyame's actions-- to speak to Lady Yokou in such a manner?! His hands clenched.
"...", he had nothing to say. Or rather-- the Heir stopped himself. He wasn't Hyuuga, Senju-- he wasn't even one of those medics.
Kiyoshi looked away. But he could relate in ways they may have not been able to. To experience the death of someone that close. No-- not a lover, but a loved one. A close brother.
The Uchiha reached out, not knowing he was, slowly, his eyes wincing, forcing himself to look back. He wished he could help her, because the pain he had felt watching his own Nara burn was worse than anything. He retracted his arm, his other hand on his upper arm, slowly rubbing his arm.
She was induced into sleep.
He closed his eyes, sighing. What was this sudden feeling he felt. This urge to be there for someone who was feeling like he did. No-- No-- Kiyoshi was the Heir, a Jounin that controlled his emotion.
He'd taken so many lives, countless. He'd never shown mercy-- to crying men, grinding away their bodies, their sadness. He'd killed so many fathers, brothers, sons.. husbands...
But..
He was clearly worried-- he cared, so much?
"Please--", he started as the old Senju finished, looking away, reading the tiles, looking for words. "Please let me go with her.", Kiyoshi muttered. He couldn't let her suffer like he had for such a long time. His words were filled with care and worry. His tone was different, not contained and serene...
But sad?
__________Theme: (A song to match the mood!) - Arrival of Kiyoshi Uchiha
""We have pride.. for what? Our eyes? This clan cannot even see their own folley!!""
|The Heir to the Sharingan|
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Posted: Mon Dec 14, 2009 5:59 pm
((They wouldn't have actually removed a patient's clothes unless the patient was injured. So we'll just be considering that as a figment of Judas' imagination.))
The old man merely scorned the boy on the bed producing nonsense, understanding nothing of the ancient ways of this village. Swifter than the boy, sitting up on his bed, could get up, he merely touched the boy's neck - and for that moment, Zephyr, alarmed, had honestly believed his grandfather would strangle the child. A heavy weight will come over the boy's limbs and he [Judas] will be forced to fall back on the bed: the sentry order's favorite Limb-Lock seal that had designs to be incorporated in the forest's defense. And like the name suggested, Judas will feel as if each limb had been weighted down with hundreds of pounds, rendering him immobile on the bed.
"Patients should remain as they are." Was Senju Amerikasugi's only words to the filthy child, scornful. The shield around the village would gradually fix the damage to the walls, so that was fine.
Or shall I lock that tongue of yours, too, boy?
But before he said those words, Yokou had drawn close to the child, fury in her eyes.
She picked him up by the collar - the seal, after all, would not affect the actual weight of the boy. However, as she met him eye to eye, a cold smile curved her lips. "You? Know love?" Scoffing, her fingers pressed at the child's throat, but did not apply pressure, her tone dripping deadly with ice. "Until you know what that really is, don't you dare pretend to talk to me of it."
Yes. She hated "him". She hated, just as much as she had loved him. However...
"Both, boy..." And she shoved him roughly aside - on the bed still - but with enough force. "...more separate than you think, this love, and this hate." She did not even look to Kiyoshi, but the Uchiha would understand the meaning in those simple words. Her love, and her hatred, for Museifu, who abandoned Konoha, and made his betrayal all the more terrible with cold blood turned black, yet still...yet still, because he was loved, the memory of him was still painful, fresh wounds, freshly real...
That do not grow easier with time.
No - love and hate were separate. Both exist at the same time, a sad balance, that the world had dictated it must be.
"Do as you wish." She told the Jounin, granting him her consent to see her unstable *daughter.
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Posted: Mon Dec 14, 2009 7:10 pm
((Nyame is not little. She's almost Yokou's height (which is 5'7, so Nyame is 5'5).))
"Here we...oh."
Poor Elruda. Even her voice trailed off, as she stared in shock at the ruined first floor. Perhaps ruined was even a bit of an understatement: the lobby was absolutely devastated. Columns had chunks missing, as if violently torn out by a certain Senju-style Taijutsu, desks were missing corners, and there - when she looked - were still the medics whom worked at the front desk, though they had left cowering under scattered documents, were attempting to clean up the mess.
Elruda sweatdropped, while Anzu smacked a palm to his face.
"...let's go."
Kaede was the priority right now, so Anzu, easily avoiding the rubble then formed a seal (the ground was damaged anyways) and roots appeared, clearing away at the rubble, making a clear path for the old woman, Minoru, and the princess to cross.
They went upstairs, where a doctor kindly greeted them, whispered something into his ear (Anzu paling at this) before directing them to a room. Anzu looked curiously at 206 - because there were a sheet on the clip outside, indicating it was booked - but when he knocked, and then open the door, he was almost unsurprised to see the Hyuuga head of family...but what was Senju's regent doing here?
Nevertheless, he took in turn bowing, before addressing both separately.
"Amerikasugi-dono, Yokou-dono."
"Moma-yuuko!" Cried out Elruda, delighted, to see her mother again.
Yokou registered surprise. "Elru-how-oh..."
Right. Kousei. She hadn't seen the phoenix since early morning.
"Anzu..."
"Yokou-sama...I heard...that..."
"Your teammates. I know..." She looked away. "I suppose the other doctors are busy?"
"Hai. Will you look over this girl?"
"Kaede..." She breathed.
"You met her, Yokou-sama? That's good! Elruda! Come'on...explain what happened."
She swallowed her nervousness, before looking at her mother, all tears, in her eyes, and practiced words (on their way to the hospital) left her lips. "Moma..." Said the little girl, theatrically dabbing at her eyes. "Zephyr-jiji gave Elda a souvenir from Iwa. Souvenir was...a bomb. Elda sort of blew up Kaede-chan's house by mistake, and...and..."
Goodness...she felt awful for lying right in front of Zephyr-jiji's grandpa.
But...
No place to go.
How awful.
She burst into tears.
"It's Elda's fault there's no place to go for Kaede-chan...Elda's sorry, moma...and Hyuuga won't..."
"Hai." Said Anzu, softly, addressing the clan regent. "If it is possible for the girl to reside, with her father, on our grounds until their home can be repaired..."
"My idiot grandson's fault?" Repeated Senju Amerikasugi. "Even so, surely, other arrangements can be made."
"My daughter caused the damages. Hyuuga will host, then." She took Kaede from Anzu's arms.
"With all due respect, Yokou-sama. Hyuuga's library is vast, but Senju had collected by far more volumes and equipment to train young shinobi. It would be in young Kaede's interest, and a small price to pay considering the emotional damages that should be compensated to the girl." Anzu looked challengingly here at the elderly Senju. "Lord Amerikasugi, for Senju to reclaim the title as royal family, with the Hokageship in our family's hands, is it not then right to protect the people of Konoha as so our fore-ancestors have sworn?"
He knew, Amerikasugi's qualms. Even if considering that program...for the girl's father too...?
"The child...was living in...disgraceful conditions. A while back, Zephyr-sama started that program, to aid the children from families less financially fortunate to finishing the Academy and financing their shinobi career, until they can be comfortable making their own way. Why is it not possible...to make an exception?"
"I gave the boy his inheritance." Replied the elderly Senju.
"What my grandson chooses to do, is his own choice." Seeing Anzu's tenseness, he turned away. "As long as he is fine with it, do do as you please."
As close as to a consent as they would receive from his lips.
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Posted: Mon Dec 14, 2009 7:51 pm
• ۞ • ۞ • ۞ • ۞ • ۞ • ۞ • ۞ • ۞ • ۞ • ۞ • ۞ • ۞ • ۞ • ۞ • ۞ • ۞ • ۞ • ۞ • ۞ • ۞ • ۞ Your destiny is not yet set in stone.
O infant generation...  Hp: 1650 | Cp: 2678/2738 | MHp: 1650
Theme Song: Tir-nan-og (The Land of Eternal Youth)...because of how harshly she had dealt with Judaas for his actions, it was perhaps surprising to see how gentle she was with this child. Even little Elruda watched, wide-eyed, as her mother cradled the little girl in her arms, her right palm lit gently aglow with emerald light, and checked the child for any indication of harm. Even the palest scratch faded under the healing touch: the girl had no serious injuries, either.
"She'll be fine." Said Yokou, as she gentle hovered her palm over the sleeping girl's arm. "If we let her rest."
Elruda stopped, noticing two other children her age in the room [Saito and Judas]. A shy smile tugged on her lips, as she drew closer, head curiously tilted aside, observing the two.
By now, even with Senju Amerikasugi's looming presence, it seemed that the aura in the room had by far calmed, even became gentle. Such was the magic of Eseijutsu, the arts which nourished life. Elruda stopped, as her mother too stopped, and the light faded from her palms.
"If you are released." Said Yokou, to the boy on bed. "Allow me to tend to the Jyuuken wounds first."
The only condition, because she owed her Sensei that to his wish.Rank: Sennin | Position: Council of Elders, Head of Hyuuga Familia
Title: Konoha's Kuruizaki-hime "Madly-Blooming Princess"Carve your own path.
...you bear the dreams of nations.
Hyuuga Yokou • ۞ • ۞ • ۞ • ۞ • ۞ • ۞ • ۞ • ۞ • ۞ • ۞ • ۞ • ۞ • ۞ • ۞ • ۞ • ۞ • ۞ • ۞ • ۞ • ۞ • ۞
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Posted: Mon Dec 14, 2009 7:59 pm
Kiýøshî Uchiha
"The Crimson Wolf of Konoha"
CP: 770
HP: 638
MHp: 1000
Rank: Jounin Sensei
Profile: Here
The Uchiha watched as the place turned into a scene, his sad eyes simply surveyed the area, Judas had worked on even Yokou's last nerve. Kiyoshi simply observed him, she spoke to him-- no-- she taught him. He looked away, his eyes wincing. Museifu Uchiha. Kiyoshi knew of what she spoke...
Every time he saw her face, he was reminded the burden they both carried. His eyes were glazed over as he thought about his predecessor. He wasn't sure how react if they were to cross paths with the traitor again, but he would show no mercy.
Mercy? Funny-- he hadn't the strength to beat such a man. Not yet.
Kiyoshi looked back to the medics taking Nyame away and started a slow pace behind, letting Zephyr catch up to him. His dark eyes moved to the sennin's direction. "No one blames you...", he simply noted as a response to Yokou's thoughts, his eyes glancing at her for a moment. as he continued after the fallen Hyuuga, his eyes once again collected. Kiyoshi would never be caught showing such sadness ever again.
The words... she knew what he referred to. The love that drove the man to insanity...
He passed the old man Senju, and bowed slightly, not bothering to take his hands out of his pockets. With that he glanced at Elruda and Anzu, nodding to them to, a forced and weak smirk on his brilliant visage.
With that he walked away from the scene. Nyame...
__________Theme: (A song to match the mood!) - Arrival of Kiyoshi Uchiha
""We have pride.. for what? Our eyes? This clan cannot even see their own folley!!""
|The Heir to the Sharingan|
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Posted: Mon Dec 14, 2009 8:08 pm
LV. 7 | Experience: 16/160 | Hp: 56/56 | Cp: 49/49 | MHp: 98/98
Quiet.
It is too quiet. And this house feels different lately. The girl cannot seem to pinpoint the cause. The walls are still white. The window has floral patterned curtains to block out the sun. The batteries in the ticking clock haven't died yet. She's lying on dark blue carpet next to her older brother. Yet she feels strangely empty and lonely.
"Akimichi-san and Chouko-nii are gone."
"Mmm."
"... why?"
"Mei-chan got... a little tired of living with your father. And Ko-chan is following her because Mei-chan has custody over her. People trust Ko-chan with her mother, a shinobi from a well respected clan, more so than... someone like Pops."
"Is it because the apartment isn't as nice or fancy as the Akimichi Compound?"
"No... look, it's your father's problem. It's up to him whether he wants to clear up this huge misunderstanding. Stop worrying about it, Kai-chan."
"But Shin-sa..." her voice falters at the frown he gives her. "Shin-nii... I-I-"
"Kai-chan, how good a 'home' and 'family' is... those things aren't decided by the roof we have over our heads. It depends on the people living under it, Pops, you, Mei-chan... all of us. Sho-chan and I... your older brothers know that best. So let your father decide if he wants to tell Mei-chan the truth, if he doesn't... well, Mei-chan and Ko-chan don't hate you. You can still talk to them in the village."
But things will never be the same. And even then, Shin-nii and Sho-nii left her.
Her eyes fluttered open... surprised to see a foreign looking ceiling. Alarmed, her hand shot out and grabbed the hand nearest to her. Dark brown eyes glanced nervously around, and when she had realized that the person was not her brother she let it go. It was old, and wrinkly like her father's. Strong. And warm. But different callouses. They were more like Shin-nii's callouses... a shinobi?
"S-s-sorry... your hand. S-s-sir." She bowed her head.
Awkwardly, the child nervously looked at her clasped hands. They no longer hurt. They were no longer covered in medical order bandages. Since when...?
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Posted: Mon Dec 14, 2009 8:11 pm
Saito-kun watched the whole scene from a corner, observing all this, his eyes still calm and collected. He'd never seen such a confrontion-- it was rather disturbing. He'd never seen Yokou and Zephyr to angry--
This other Hyuuga-- she was so sad! He crossed his arms, entering the hallway slowly as she lunged towards Yokou, being stopped. At the sudden, his body jumped. Such speed-- She attacked Yokou?!!
He was in the doorway now--
Had Yokou let this Nara die? No-- she was blaming Zephyr? He shook his head, not being able to catch onto the situation. No assumptions. He wanted to ask-- but it wasn't a little boy's place. He'd simply be shoved aside. He followed, as Yokou restrained herself toward Judas. This little boy was mentally unstable and his ignorance to reality rather bothered him--
Saito closed his eyes and looked away as Kiyoshi walked by, after the unconscious Nyame-- and his sensei following. Saito simply hung his head and walked into the room. He'd rather not interfere, this was a tense situation, it would be better to let it all play out.
His beautiful emerald eyes slowly lifted as he looked up, to his side, noticing another peer enter the room. He glanced to Judas, then to Elruda-- goodness. She was very pretty-- No. Extremely pretty...
He closed his eyes, (^-^) bringing one hand to the back of his neck. Oh boy-- he'd need to not be stupid in front of her like Yokou. "It's a pleasure--", the boy started in his innocent and thoughtful voice. "My name is Saito!"
He walked closer, slowly, offering his little hand to the princess.
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Posted: Mon Dec 14, 2009 9:37 pm
"Are you feeling better?"
Kaede would wake up to the familiar face of Hyuuga Yokou, as a soft smile greeted the girl. She was surprised that Senju Amerikasugi did not initially cringe from the girl's touch but then, remembering he wasn't alone, seemed ready to do so had the girl not removed her hand. But it was definitely there: her eyes definitely saw it, the elderly Senju's softer side. A small smile crept upon her lips. Even with the harshened years of time...but that was part of what it meant to be human, right?
She looked slightly hesitant, but stepping forth without warning, she took his hand. A bright smile curved her lips, as she regarded him happily: "It's nice to meet Saito! Elruda's very happy~" But then, she looked to the boy on the bed, and an expression of worry flitted across her eyes. If her mother could not heal something, that will be the only reason if he was bedded...and...
"Are you hurt?" She began, almost frantically, waving her hands around (expression: @.@). "If mn...if nii-san wants something to eat, Elda will get it! Or something to drink...or if there's anything Elda can do to help..."
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Posted: Tue Dec 15, 2009 2:21 pm
LV. 7 | Experience: 16/160 | Hp: 56/56 | Cp: 49/49 | MHp: 98/98
If the child had not met the woman earlier at the calm meadows, if she had not realized that she was at the hospital, Kaede would have mistaken Hyuuga-sama (Yokou) to be a ethereal spirit to guide her into the next life. Hospital... so someone took care of her wounds for her? It was rather painless, unlike the prickling and stabbing pain of injections... or "ant bites". She had hardly felt the treatment occur in her sleep.
"Uhm... uhm... th-thank you. I'm b-better now."
When the girl looked around the room, she had noticed that Hyuuga-hime (Elruda) and her, caretaker? brother? were also present. Kaede wasn't sure how to exactly address him. It seemed every Senju she met disliked "Senju-san" (Taiju) or "Senju-sama" (Zephyr). Would this man react similarly about his surname as well?
And then there was Sempai's pupil.
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Hokage-sama's pupil. The girl curled up, a bit frightened now. She had thought very mean things about Hokage-sama at work, just because she allowed herself to be influenced by her coworker's rumors. Rumors right? He didn't really go around breaking women's hearts did he? Hokage-sama had been so nice at the calm meadows and she had rudely... Dark brown eyes glanced warily at the door, wondering if Hokage-sama was near in the vicinity. She hoped not. Kaede couldn't find the right words to say "I'm really, really really, really sorry." or look him in the eye right now.
And then there was the strange boy on the bed. He looked very... tired? When Hyuuga-hime had walked over to his side, Kaede had noticed something. The similarities between Hyuuga-sama and Hyuuga-hime were apparent. More so than the similarities between Hyuuga-sama and Hyuuga-san (Tairu). Were they perhaps...?
"A-are you two mother and d-daughter?"
Mother and daugther... Kaede felt the impulsive urge to pick up Shin-san and hold him close. But the stuffed animal... her possessions! The clothes? Where were...?
"Uhm, my things... did I misplace Mikage-san's clothes? Oh, no..."
The girl got up on her feet and was ready to walk out the door to go look for them. Mikage-san had been so generous to offer them and she had stupidly forgotten to take them with her. Stupid Shirayuki!
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Posted: Tue Dec 15, 2009 2:55 pm
Minoru Ito Lvl. 4 Hp: 40/40 Cp: 23/23 MHp: 40/40  Those damm nobles! Leaving me behind as if I knew the layout of the city by now. Minoru wandered around the hospital, glaring at all the interns who seemed to be whispering about some strange kid wandering the halls. Not that they knew anything, being the bigots that they were. May the Wyld burn them all. Now wanting to just try random doors, he went for the one that had the most sound coming from behind it. As Minoru opened the door he wondered why on earth there were so many people in one hospital room. "Excuse me, is this the mental ward? I'm looking for a Senju and a Hyuuga, specifically ones called Anju and Elruda... I think. They said something about finding a guy who knew alchemy around here."Of course, it looked like everyone in the room was insane, considering there was some kid cussing up a storm, a crazy old guy, and a ton of other psychopaths. It definitely made sense that this was a hospital. Everyone in this god-forsaken room needed to be interred.
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Posted: Tue Dec 15, 2009 4:42 pm
Judas was lost, in his thoughts as the transcending emotions began drifting away from his body. His previous notions of demons, everything was drifting away from him. He just simply didn't care anymore. He had been forced down upon the bed, slammed against a wall. And now he laid there... Forcibly... He hated people who gave him ultimatums but..
A deep sight escaped his lips as he soon shot his emnerald eyes toward the female holding the child gently. She was gentle, much more kind than he thought they had been, something within him...
broke
A river of tears soon streaming from his eyes, as he soon became lost in his own thoughts.
His back pressing upon the bed a bit more, arms wrapping around his frame from the bed gently holding him. His head gently pressing against one of the arms as he looked up at the cieling knowing by the touch it was his mother...
"Mother... " The child said with tears streaming from his eyes... "I'm sorry... Will you... Forgive me?" And Just as the words were spoken the arms left him from his grasp leaving him alone in the bed... His eyes shooting toward Yokou, the demon before him....
"Beautiful Demon Lady..." Judas spoke toward Yokou, as the wave of emotions flushed through his system a bit harshly forcing a sudden hiccup from his throat.. "I...I-if you... Were killed by your son.... Would you still love him?..." He spoke softly trying to hold back the tears... For once, the old Judas coming back.
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