Board Thread:Konoha Logs/@comment-30269418-20161228101349/@comment-24714922-20161229072528

Midnight in Konoha, rain fell heavily over the village and tha pattering against Takahiro's window kept him awake. Or at least thats what he told himself. In reality he found himself oddly worried about Chisa. It had beeen a few days since he'd spoken with her, and he knew that the situation with her family was strained at best. He rolled over on his bed and stared at the wall for a while before he groaned and rolled out of bed.

He got dressed in his usual black gear, this time throwing a black hooded coat over his shoulders and flipping the hood up. He made sure he had his tanto strapped to his waist before listening carefully. The house was silent. He activated his sharingan and looked around, it the darkness he could see somewhat more clearly. He opened the widow of his room and slipped out into the night, his coat keeping him somehwat dry. In the darkness his eyes glowed a vibrant red, so much so that it was actually quite ominous.

As he wandered the streets of Konoha he wasn't quite sure what he was doing but he knew he was on the look out for a distinct chakra signature. His chances of finding her were slim at best. However if he was to pass her she'd easily spot those tell tale red eyes. Eventually he spotted a somewhat weaker chakra signature, one with the signs of deprevation. He made his way over to the chakra in question and began to approach it. "Chisa?"