Board Thread:Konoha Logs/@comment-27973212-20160414060827

Vain: The young child was taken away to the clinic where she was placed into the ICU. The nurses would stop the bleeding and do what they could to heal it up. Once Yasu’s vitals stabilized they wheeled her into her own room. The young child slept for a few hours, eventually she’d wake up and stare at the white tiled ceiling. ‘I…I can see? That means..’ she offered a sigh, her lips quivering slightly. ‘I’m a failure…Fucking damn it.’ Tears began to pool from her left eye, the normally stoic child couldn’t control herself. Hushed sobs filled the room as she laid on the thick padded bed. There had been an enormous pressure on her body, one to the point where she didn’t want to even try to move. Yasu sat there, looking like she went through hell and back. The single eye shifted, looking out the window at the night sky. A uncontrollable sadness flowed through her body. Her skin itself was rather pale, and she looked pretty beaten up. A nurse would knock and slowly opening the door before entering it. She gave a large smile to the girl as she placed a glass vase of flowers of her bedside table. “Someone wanted you to have these Yasu.” She said with a sympathetic frown. “Get out.” Was all the child responded, her eye glaring towards the woman. The nurse froze and looked at Yasu, giving her a look of shock “W-what?” she asked. “GET OUT!” she screamed, her arm stretching out as she pushed the vase from the table. A loud crashing noise echoed into the hall and the nurse left the room, looking rather upset, to the point she didn’t even shut the door. When she left, Yasu sat there breathing out heavily before breaking into harsher tears.



Heki : A soft ticking sound crept ever closer from the hallway as Yasu sat upset in her bed. Time after time the soft clicks of glass against the floor as pieces were picked up from the ground. She’d then see him in the door opening, the very same boy who had caused for her to be inside the hospital in the first place. He continued to take small steps while crouching as he picked all of the pieces up and place them in the ‘bag’ he made by pulling up his robe with his free hand. Before long he had collected all of the pieces and walked over to the table by her window before dumping all of the pieces of the small circular board; making sure not to spill anything onto the ground. He then calmly closed the curtain with a simple and firm pull before walking over to the door and closing it shut, going as far as to lock it behind him before he walked over to her bedside. Just standing there… he’d stare at he with his emotionless eyes while looking over her injuries and then into her functioning eye. Unsure of what to say he just watched her, enigmatic as ever. Why he was there, why he had locked them up, it all seemed highly unsure but he could easily be mistaken for a murderer, especially when he took one of the two chokuto from his back and unsheathed the sword. It was she one she had broken in their battle, however it was remade to perfection and no signs of damage were seen on the blade. He swung it left and right in two fast slashes before re-sheathing it and throwing the sheathed weapon on her lap. “You took it from me in battle. By law it is yours.”





Vain: Soon as the male entered the room Yasu’s eye locked with his figure, her brow furrowing as he walked further into the room. The female watched him like a hawk as he cleaned up the glass and set it aside. As he locked the door she sat up, her legs crossing as she allowed soft exhales to leave her lips. The young Hatake tensed up as he pulled out the short sword, her head tilting as she gripped the sheets. As he showed the blade off she watched it, shocked by the quick repair. It looked rather flawless. Once Kei tossed it on her lap she stared at it for a while, her hands picking it up and holding it as her single onyx eye looked over the weapon. Yasu would look up at him as he spoke, her face rather calm. With a gently exhale she’d speak, “I don’t blame you for doing what you did.” She whispered, her head turning to the side. “You treated it like a serious battle. Though I came out injured, I am glad you considered me a worthy opponent to go all out against.” She swallowed hard, a heavy exhale leaving her lips this time. “I’m happy you made it…You deserve that spot, Kei.” She added as she looked back up to him, her eyebrows raised. Gently, she lowered her hands and set the weapon in her lap. It was then she a vivid image popped into her head, the exams…When she spazzed out. When she saw it, it was from a third person’s perspective. “I looked like a fool.” Her voice was sad as she looked away from him, her lips forming into a frown beneath the mask on her face. The young Hatake had beaten herself up ever since she woke from her unconscious state.



Heki : “What I deserve or not means nothing. In the end I’m but a tool of the puppeteers that control us. I suppose a thank you would be in order but I couldn’t say that and mean it.”. Expressionless as ever, he continued to stare at her as voice turned sad and he saw her expression change even though she had the mask on, not because of visual prowess but because the mask didn’t hide that look in his eyes he recognized all too well. He didn’t recognize from a personal experience but he had seen it in the eyes of others, including his father’s, which meant that Kei know what such eyes could lead to. It didn’t sit right with him. Wasn’t it his duty to stop people, or rather monsters, such as his father? Then by that same logic shouldn’t he prevent people from ever reaching said stage? The logic was undeniable and thus he spoke; “You are correct, I went all out, and even so.”. He threw off his robe and pulled his shirt up to display the scar on his chest. “You are only one of the two who managed to permanently harm me.”. He then took off his shirt an turned around for her to see the two scars in his shoulders where Hitomi’s kunai had pierced his skin. “A young Hyuga girl. She did that when I made a fool of myself of underestimating her. I never underestimated you.”. He then walked back over to the table by the window after pulling his black t-shirt back on. “Since I broke your eye, and can’t repair that, I’ll repair this beautiful vase… this way even though you lost something beautiful to see with, you’ve regained something beautiful to look at. No matter how long it takes. No matter how many pieces there are. I’ll remake this until it is perfect again… that’s the only way I can forgive myself.”





Vain: Yasu allowed a short chortle to leave her lips, she understood his response all too well and in response she offered him a short nod. The young Hatake was rather happy with how he responded, it revealed a bit more about him. Yasu watched him as he pull up his shirt, her eyes instantly looking towards his scar. The females gaze softened a bit before she looked up to him, once he removed his shirt and turned her mouth opened at the other scars. ‘He never…underestimated me?’ she began to blush, luckily enough for her the face mask would hide it from the most part. As the male stood up and walked towards the shattered vase, the words that came next caused a spark to hit her heart. “Kei…” she whispered as she began to tear up slightly, her head drooping. The young girl who seemed nearly emotionless had become overwhelmed with feelings. The single eye squinted shut as she spoke, her voice itself shaking. “Y..You don’t have to do that for me.” The female pulled her knees to her chest as she began to watch him. “It’s my fault this happened. I was reckless and I’m paying the price.” She whispered softly, her heart pounding. Yasu would bite on her lip under her mask as she waited for a response from the male. The reality of the situation was the young Hatake didn’t quite understand why he wanted to do something kind for her. No one ever had before, and it confused her…more so because she didn’t understand the male’s behavioral patterns. One minute he’s trying to kill her, the next he’s being kind…It was rather perplexing for the small girl. With a soft exhale Yasu finally decided on asking, “Kei…Why is it that you…” she paused, thinking over her words carefully. “Why is it you are doing this for me?”



<p class="MsoNormal"> Heki : ‘Cause actions demands reaction, as such is the law of life.”. Caressing on of the broken fragments, Kei closed his eyes and though about all of the moments where he drew blood simply to achieve his own goals and become stronger. And with the path set out for him, it was likely that there was much more blood to flow. Perhaps this way, there was some serenity left for the Uchiha to muster before his blade became so tainted that its silver would never be seen again. –Hidden by a veil of crimson, just like these eyes.-. He turned back to Yasu and parted his eyelids to look at her for one last time, not saying anything but simply nodding his head in goodbye before walking over to the door, opening it, and leaving the scene without a trace. Upon looking at the fragments of the vase she’d see three pieces glues together by heat, perfectly molded, amidst the hundreds of pieces yet to be set in place again. Over the following weeks, he’d repair close to a quarter of it and when she’d eventually be dismissed from the hospital he took everything home to continue there. After the timeskip, however, Kei has only finished 3/10ths of the vase due to being extremely busy.

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<p class="MsoNormal">Vain: The young Hatake nodded her head in response, her eyes watching him carefully as he touched the broken vase. As the male offered her a nod she merely watched him, not moving an inch. As the single onyx hue shifted to tray with the vase, instantly she noticed that some of the vase had been repaired. Even though it ment much it caused the young female to smile slightly, her body shifting as she lied against the hard hospital bed, her eyes gazing at the moon outside the window. Various thoughts swirled in her head but she soon pushed them away before drifting into a deep sleep. The following weeks in the hospital where rough but soon she had been released to her father; Shijo Hatake. Time continued to get harder for the small girl, the death of her sensei being the biggest change. Yasu no longer had that bond, and it clouded her mind. Though the memory left a sour taste her mouth, she thought about it often. If there was any way for things to have turned out different? Was just one of the many questions. Yasu never showed much emotion after that day, even more so when being promoted to Anbu within ROOT. Emotions were worthless and in a way it was like the child had died inside, yet when she was maskless she was quite different. Yasu engaged in conversation often and was friendly at face value. In a way when Yasu placed the Anbu mask on, that is when she became who she truly was, and it was something to female had planned on doing, that way they’d believe she was just serious about her position. The Hatake lied to everyone including her father and her close friends, faking her way through every encounter, just to make their lives easier. If Yasu acted emotionless it would cause a lot of attention and she refused to let that happen. No one had noticed it yet, and she believed it was very clever…Though one thing stuck with her and that was that the male known as Kei Uchiha had still be making that vase. <ac_metadata title="A choice encounter."> </ac_metadata>