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 Posted: Mon Jan 10, 2011 4:50 pm
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♠ Shuniji FukuAre you ugly?
Shuniji winced as Tatsuya's added weight on the dock caused it to creak dangerously. He hastily picked up the rope that kept the boat tethered and finished untying it.
"No problem," he replied dully to Tatsuya's apology. Their conversation had done nothing to deter Shuniji from wanting to get the hell out of dodge any slower.
Of course, Tatsuya's additional comment caused Shuniji to twitch and whip in his direction.
"I AM NOT AN ANGRY PERSON!!"
There was a beat of awkward silence as Shuniji seethed. "Tch," he clucked as he stood and gave one last dramatic flick of his hair.
"What good is a face if you don't use it?" he questioned haughtily. This kid was annoying, but at least less blatantly so than his brother. Kid had potential, Shuniji decided. Potential for what, exactly, he had no idea, but he figured they'd cross paths again.
Shuniji gave Tatsuya one last, curious glance before he returned his attention to the rope, which he tied around his waist in a secure knot.
"Seika." He tossed his megaphone at his partner and dove into the water with an impressive splash.
The rope went taut and the boat jerked forward.
Mood: Confused
Status: Pondering... Oh, and towing a boat.
Thoughts: How old WAS that kid, anyway?  A liar, like me?
A user? A lost soul?
Someone you don't know?
Are you like me?
Are you... ugly?
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Posted: Mon Jan 10, 2011 10:28 pm
 ȘЄΊҜȺ▷Cheshiru◁  (¯`v´¯).`·.¸.·´ ¸.·´.·´¨)¸.·¨) (¸.·´(¸.·´(¸.·¨¯`☆☆☆☆☆☆
Despite her upset expression, Seika was thankful for Ren's input. It quelled a lot of her bottled up anger. He was right...It's nothing personal, just business. Just....orders.
Seika didn't hate Ren or Tatsuya, even when traveling with him. She wasn't ever being fake around him. Sure, she did deceive him a few times, but her actions were genuine. Her smiles were real...
That was when Seika forgot what it meant to be a Sound nin. She lost sight of her original goal and got wrapped up in her own feelings. The Otokage was right to burn her. It was her fault, she did this...Seika was the reason Tatsuya wore such a sad look on his face.
Just as she was about to spiral into an endless loophole of depression, Shuniji's Megaphone almost hit her in the face. Luckily he said her name before hand, so she was able to snap out of her thoughts and catch it.
He gaze was fixated on the spot Shuniji dived in, watching the water ripple and splash about. Seika almost toppled over when the boat jerked forward. She sat down quietly, inspecting his Megaphone with a curious stare. She had never seen it this close up before...
Seika glanced at the water from where she sat and set the Megaphone neatly in her lap. Shuniji....He didn't have to do this, he didn't have to haul her around. Or maybe he was just doing it so his megaphone wouldn't get ruined. She shrugged.
Whatever the case, Seika was still thankful...
She owed him....a lot, actually. This was the second time he ended up literally dragging her along.
MƠƠƊ: PMS Meek.
lιѕтeɴιɴɢ тo: Thanks for the memories.
Side note: Shuniji is an okay guy, in small doses..
How would you like to see what d e a t h is like? ✞
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Posted: Tue Jan 11, 2011 5:45 am
 TATSUYA MIYAKI Swear to shake it up, if you swear to listen. GPS : Back in "Civilization"
Mood : If we're tools do we get tossed aside when we are broken?
Demon Count : 1/9
As the Sound ninja made their way out of sight Tatsuya quickly made his way into the actual harbor long enough to work out a deal with one of the owners of one of the boats. He was already heading for the Land of Fire, and desperately wanted to get out of the Snow Country, apparently after the last wave he was calling it quits. With that, Ren and Tatsuya had a free ride back to the rest of the real civilization, and back home. After a quick bit of loading the man's boat the two were on the boat, and in their respective parts, Ren in the cabin and Tatsuya alone on the deck with his thoughts. The weather was still cold, but it had warmed enough for the lizard to be comfortable outside the warm inside of Tatsuya's coat, instead it sat next to the boy on the deck, sunbathing as much as he could.
Oh, we're still so young, desperate for attention, I aim to be your eyes, trophy boys, trophy wives
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Posted: Wed Jan 12, 2011 12:18 am
«☊ Ren Niigata ☊»xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
もし何も私がそれを止めるためにすることができること...
If there's nothing I can do to stop it...  ╔═蓮 新潟════════════════════════╗ Mood: I DON'T KNOW ANYMOOOORE!!! gonk Doing: Ghxgystfff Status: Being a "diplomat" Location: ╚════════════════════════蓮 新潟═╝Inside his head he sighed a very relieved Crisis averted. While Tatsuya had left immediately, Ren gave one last smile to Seika. I could say it had a "warmth to fight against the cold," but that'd sound sappy. Ren was really hoping they could find another boat soon, he needed to sleep. Before he went after his teammate, he remembered something. Sticking his hand into one of the outside pockets of his bag, he pulled out a box of assorted pockey. It was a cheap gift, but he remembered how much Seika had liked them. "'Ere, thought ya'd like 'is." He handed it to her... kind of hoping to see that smile of hers again.
Then… he did something. He didn't have the faintest idea why, he didn't even realize he'd done it until after the fact. It was more of an 'impulse act,' stirred by some sort of weird, emotion-related instincts. He took a step towards Seika, pulled down her mask a little and... kissed her. On her lips no less. If it weren't for the cold, he would be blushing a deep red. In the moment after he pulled away, his mind was on the verge of a complete meltdown. Millions of questions ran around, none of which he had an answer to. For the first time, he looked embarrassed. His eyes were cast down at his feet. Before things got any worse he said, "I'll miss ya." His words were honest and somewhat solemn. He knew he'd never see her on friendly terms again, but now he was beginning to understand, even if only a little... maybe the weird feelings he felt around her or thinking about her were... like-liking. Well, at least they seemed to be. Before he did anything else to embarrass himself, he hurried (if you would call a snail's pace hurrying) after Tatsuya.
a** soon as he got in the cabin, his legs fell out from under him and he passed out. Well, least he made it to the boat!
((SORRYTHISTOOKMESOLOOOONG!!!! I had this all typed up 2 days ago, but the pilot lied. There was no internet up there ;-; ))why should I care?
があれば私は、なぜ気にするでしょうか?
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«☊ Chunin ☊»
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The Demon Quinlain Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Apr 02, 2011 12:02 pm
 The Yukikage had been prodding at the fireplace in his office when time itself seemed to just... hiccup. Keichii would have brushed it off as one of his usual anemic moments, but something struck him as very wrong.
He shrugged uncomfortably and stood to go back to his desk and pretend that hadn't happened. At least, that was the plan until he saw a piece of paper lying on his desk. It wouldn't have stood out much, as his desk was a veritable blizzard of paperwork, but the rose lying across it really set it apart.
Roses didn't grow in the Land of Snow.
He unfurled the letter with an uncharacteristic sense of urgency. There was an atmosphere settling around Keichii that he hadn't felt in nearly thirty-five years.
Seconds later, he had doused his fire and bolted from his office.
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