Of years past, our memories never fade, just change on us...(Flash Back)

A small child of the age of 11 was running about. The snow falling down like nice little flakes. He opened his mouth and fell to the ground, taking in the flakes as they fell. Indeed it made him smile. Ahh the simple time when just running about and licking snowflakes made one happy.

But that wasn't all of course. At this time, Aku was too small to know much about anything, and was far too happy and excited to get anything out of it. The highlight of his day was lunch time, and the only real surprises and dangers were what lunch was and if he was going to like it. Well, that and what would the next day's play bring really. So, he lie there, soaking the flakes, and basking in the glory....of ignorance.

A young child with short silver hair was dressed in a fancy worne out attire, as if he was going to some where important when infact he really had no where to go. He had just graduated from the Academy about three weeks ago, and was on his way out to travel the world and find himself. He knew nothing of his morther, or father. He knew no one, he had no family to call his own or even one to call friend.

His shadow coat, and and solid charcol torn pants rested comfortably upon comfrotably. His eyes caught the image of a similar boy who seemed to be trying to taste the flavor of snow flakes underneath the cherry blossom tree. Suganuma smiled as he made moderate footsteps in the snow to reach a potential friend.

"Here, these might taste better"

He said with his eyes shut, and a wide arched smile upon his lips. He sat next to the boy placing the plastic bag of cookies on the ground for him to share. Reaching into his nap sack Suganuma withdrew a large red book, with golden tassles, and thread etched into it's cover. It showed the shape of a dragon, and what appeared to be a tiger. It was titled "The Art of War"

"Why, do you sit here by yourself? Do you like cheery blossoms?"

He asked in a soft spoken tone.For a boy Suganuma voice was that far from a grown man. He closed his eys once more to give his signature smile, when a small flat rock connected against his chest. He began wheezing, then a minor amount of blood trickled from his lips. The droplets fell into the snow branding it's once ivory pigment a scarlet r cover. Eight young adolences no older than 14 seemed to be peering at the orpahane boy.

"Suganuma you think you're better than us because you're a genin now?!"

They asked as the hurled more stones. The jaggeged edged projecticles began to rip his flesh from his skin, as well as damage his clothes with more rips, and stains of blood. It appeared one of the boy's aim was off. With his eye already swollen half way shut Suganuma moved his body to interpect the rubble. Wheezing from the pain in his chest and frosty cold air he opened his mouth, and turned to boy next to him.

"Hey...are you alright? If, so you....you might want to taste snow flakes where it's safe.."

He said trying to catch his breath from the wounds he recived.

Hiro was young at the time, yet her body still bore the scars of her awful life. Things had just began changing, a man having saved her from the off of a deathly and frigid cold. The black of her hair, feathering long to her waist at the time, bangs to her shoulders. Her body blended in with the snow and her ice held an icy hue that would match those of others. Those cold eyes held nothing but pain and suffering; blocked by a wall of sorrow. Yet it was to be expected.

She was alone in the world, other children avoiding her due to her strange actions. Her words were silent, as if a mute and her actions worked only to cover every inch of skin. No one knew the truth, no one wanted to. She didn't hate life anymore, instead, she found it as a void. A young innocent crushed to pieces in the heart of a land that portrayed that very process. It froze hearts and even the accepting would not accept.

It didn't matter, should they approach her, they would only leave once more; finding everything too awkward. Her bodily actions showing nothing but fear of everything. Soulless almost, a shell that wandered around for a saviour. He had come but healing was not ready to initiate not until forgiveness was given. If there be forgiveness at all. It was a hard time but she would make it through as long as she proved strong enough to. Her body carried her to the outskirts of a child's playground before she would park herself in a sitting position, simply watching with what should have been envy at the others; happy children.

The boy was in shock at the fact this other boy, who didn't even know him saved him from being beaten. The boy realized what he must do. Acting swiftly and painlessly, he WAS a noble Gamma after all. His body shot up with the force of a thousand Akutabi Gamma(lol?) and he kicked started his drives.

He ran, full force towards what seemed to be the leader of the pack. His right hand coming up for a huge right hook to the boy's left cheek. Being as what he was trained for, not only the jutsu of the Gamma, but the taijutsu of a master fist fighter. His right hook actually knocked the boy back a bit, but that's where it ended, just a bit. Being as he was only 11 and the boy was 14 about, it didn't spell heavenly bombardment of pushing for him.

The boy was then struck in the face, being sent back to where Sugan was. His feet and body however, would not let him live this down. His body shifted and he got up once more, running full force he aimed another hit exactly the same, when his fist was caught the little boy smiled and jumped up, turning his body to kick the boy in the face with his little boots. Even though he was just 11, he was a noble, fighter, and Gamma at heart. He was then pushed back once more, this time he slid in the snow all the way to a little girl. his head by her feet, he looked up at her. Smiling slightly he scratched his head and spoke softly.

"Hello. heh, sorry to just drop in but, ah, yea, sorry!!"

He said before he got up, and aimed to help his friend once more...

Suganuma watched as his peer was thrown off as, if he was mere roach. As the blood began to slip through the busted lip. Suganuma looked at the boy with his unswollen eye. Who was this attempting to fight with him in this minor war, as an ally? A small smile appeared across his disfigured face. He was a friend, and a pretty damn good one.

"Hey, snowflake charmer. Are you ready for war?"

He said as the onslaught of adolenceses began to rush towards the trio. They were like bulls attempting to gore Suganuma, and company. Suganuma was going to show them all why they weren't made genin, and hopefully his friend would help show them the cold reality of why they couldn't harbor the winter storm. Releasing a massive sound wave all of the attacking legion were pushed back a large wall of chakra shot from the both the hollow tube impants in his palms. Controling the vibrations to minimize the full potential of the killing blow. Each of their bodies cracked against the ground hard, but apparently that wasn't enough to put them down for good.

Hiro wasn't paying much attention. her eyes void of everything, and empty. Life was cruel and she seemed almost in a sort of dazed, confused and lost state. Her dark hair fell to her waist even as a child, the black tresses standing dark on the snow and the pale of her skin. It took the boy sliding at her feet to even know anything was going on. She had been staring at snow, wishing she could be the snow itself.

The boy slid to her feet and laughed nervously. It was odd, seeing him as he got his ass handed to him. She debated on the psychological stability of the two. Was this an even match? No.. no it wasn't. In fact both boys were being beaten up. She shook her head and sighed. "How foolish." It was odd but she had nothing further to say, standing up she crossed her arms and simply glared at the group. Should she help? Probably.. but whether she would was unknown even to her. After all, fighting was pointless, fate couldn't be changed.

The boy stopped as the massive wave struck the bullies. His eyes in awestruck. Quickly looking around to notice any prying attention. He sighed as there was just the bullies, Suganuma, and the girl. He wondered if this would be a good decision but he did it anyway.

His hands clasp together and he closed his eyes. Whispered to himself 'I'm sorry father.' and he opened his eyes. He examined the shadows. It seemed as though the sun was in his favor. He grinned and looked around. No one would be able to prove it, and these bullies were trouble makers, so no one would believe them, and so he used it. His voice echoed as the boys stopped in their tracks awestruck at what just happened.

"Nara clan: Shadow Imitation Technique!!!"

His voice boomed through the snowing area, too far from prying ears. The boy had stopped the bullies in their tracks. His hand still clasped in the Rat seal, he eyed the two on his side and spoke once more.

"I can't hold them for long, hurry, RUN!!!!"

He said as he just stood there, his little amount of chakra draining ever so fast. One of the bullies, the lead of them, started to slightly move, but ever so slightly. The jutsu was wearing off already, and this was bad, REALLY bad....

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OCC:Chick I really wished you hadn't done that. Next time just exit the topic instead please.

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