Board Thread:Konoha Missions/@comment-27375402-20160309211815/@comment-27973212-20160326103102

The attackers were dealt with swiftly, nothing but their corpses remained…

Yet again, Yasu was protected…But why? The young female didn’t understand, but she deduced it to him just ‘being a team player’. There couldn’t have been another reason, not to her at least. The child didn’t understand normal social interactions mainly due to her being so withdrawn. So when faced with realistic face to face situations, she’d just freeze up and allow the neutral expression to rest on her pale face. Short answers made sure she didn’t slip up or say anything to out of bounds. It was a tactic, which in some situations proved to be useful. It allowed her to remain a mystery. Even her Sensei, Takuza didn’t know much. Only her father had abandoned her.

Yasu would push her bangs out of her face, and in the process her hand would brush against the bruise on her cheek. A hiss of displeasure left her lips as she rested her hand on it, hiding it from those around her. The child became concerned and once more she pulled the hood over her head to hide it primarily from Takuza. Kei had seen it in their first encounter, though he wouldn’t know how she got it. The answer was far more gruesome then one could imagine.

As they pressed on Yasu remained observant, taking her side of the carriage once more. She moved quickly, trying to hide her figure from her Sensei’s view. ‘I hope he didn’t…see that. I really don’t want to have to explain it..’ Her eyes shifted, a hesitant sigh leaving her lips. Yasu’s mother began growing into an awful woman. The young Hatake felt no emotional tie with the woman after their last encounter. The female’s hands slid into her pockets as she kept up pace, her mind circulating around the things that occurred with her mom. How things had fallen apart in just a few years. The child even pondered if her father was alive. Sure trivial matters would have no answer, all Yasu could do was keep working forwards hoping that one day…Her dream wouldn’t die in vain.