Fate (Flashback;Private)

Subject: Fate (Flashback;Private) Sat Apr 23, 2011 6:27 pm

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A shivering petite blob slowly made their way across the snow, the black boots shuffling through the snow silently, sliding over the ice. Soon, the blob seemed to grow smaller, no longer advancing towards any direction. A puff of mist escaped, a warm breath fighting to cold air. The breeze that tortured the existence of this person seemed to swirl around them and the white puff ball. The figure seem to tilt their head back a bit, the chestnut brown hair covering her face, almost as if the wind itself was trying to suffocate the figure with their hair. The figure, who's arms were basically bare, seemed to quiver as they shivered within the tundra. A petite figure soon reached out, their hands turning slightly blue from the cold, only to pick up the white fluff ball, bringing it to their chest. "Freya... I'm so sorry I brought you here.." the figure whispered, their voice weak as the cold seemed to drain their own lives. Soon, the figure stood up once more, continuing to shuffle across the ice caps, attempting to find the village of Yukigakure.

The figure tilted their head back a bit once more, a gust of icy cold wind blew right into the fair complexed skin of the person. Opening their eyes, they would reveal the mint green optics towards the world once more. The figure is a female. The marks on her cheeks showed she was apart of the Inuzuka clan. The white puff ball within her arms was a wolf pup. The 15 year old girl who left her village in permission to join a new one because of the infection, made the journey by herself. But here, within the cold, she could see the last flicker of her life begin to slip away. How tragic.

Subject: Re: Fate (Flashback;Private) Tue May 03, 2011 5:26 pm

The swordsman had finally struck gold, well so to speak. Who would have thought, a mere question would insight such a reaction? The paintings on the mask was wiped away, and a blank mask remain. It was without any and everything that might betray Izanagi's thoughts and feelings at this point in time. The swordsman paused momentarily, while listening to the female speak. Her body language, her tone of voice, her slight reluctance gave away everything. Hana must really be an emotional wreck after all. With the recent happenings in Konoha, no wonder she was out traversing the plains of Yukigakure. The infection, the very one that Izanagi was well aware of, must have consumed the entire nation. And as a result, many were forced to flee from their homeland, settling into foreign territory. This could even give their outside enemies the opportunity to vanquish them once and for all. Hana, this maiden, she truly had no idea what she had gotten herself into. A shame really, a true sadness, but Izanagi decided not to let such things bother him. It was of little to no importance, a trivial matter. The swordsman continued as normal, ever so vigilant and wary, and yet somewhat intrigued by the maiden. What would the future hold for them? "Well ya know, you could show yer gratitude by telling me the answer to those earlier questions". A grin was then formed on the mask that was blank for a few moments. Izanagi was no back within his elements, and ho what a day this may turn out to be for him. The right hand of the swordsman rose a little higher, and was placed at the back of his head. A little giggle then escaped his lips, the lips that remained hidden by the mask. But the sounds from the Shinobi could be heard nonetheless. "Sorrows you ask? Heh, my sorrows are of little to no importance. It seems you've hard an hard time recently. Tell me, Hana, where will you stay once you get to Yukigakure?".

Subject: Re: Fate (Flashback;Private) Thu May 05, 2011 3:17 pm

With a small wrinkle of her nose, the girl noticed quite a long time afterwards that she had displayed a weakness of some sort. How foolish of her to do so. Has this long journey only weaken the strong willed female to nothing but a mere "damsel in distress"? How pathetic of her. This journey should have built the girl up stronger and more in tune with the hardships of life. But the only source of humanity that appeared was from this man who was kind to her. She no longer felt her body going numb from the cold harsh winds. She no longer shivered violently as she trudged through the snows of the ice caps. Her gaze focused on the male's now blank mask, her head slowly tilting to the side as her rose colored lips parted slightly, the cut on her bottom lip seeming to reopen quite painfully every time she spoke, "Whats the fun in telling, Izanagi-sama. I would suspect by your earlier statement that by now you would be able to know from a glance of the size of a female's bust. And I already answered your other two questions, if you do recall." Her words were simply stated in a sense that she was not being rude, at least, trying not to be rude again. Nor was she trying to play hard to get. Simply, she did not want to tell the information. Why? Who knows, possibly she is a bit shy.

The giggle that came from the man made Hana seem to blink her mint hued optics once. Her head resuming back to the normal position of being straight up and not tilted, did she raise her right eyebrow slightly. How strange this man was. "If your sorrows have no importance, then my hardships is nothing but thin air," Hana began as she raised her right hand upwards, waving it a bit in the breeze as if to further imply her statement of the "thin air", afterwards she continued, responding to the male's question, "I have no family in Yukigakure. So, I have no where to stay. But I'm pretty sure over time I will find a home of my own... hopefully.." As the girl finished her sentence, she seemed to mutter a bit as her words trailed off into the distance. Freya, who was by the side of Hana at all times, looked up towards the girl and the male. The pup was now calm and silent, but more wary around her being. The cyan blue eyes of the wolf pup peered out into the distance as the journey continued, slowly getting closer to the end.

Subject: Re: Fate (Flashback;Private) Sat May 07, 2011 2:51 pm

The Shinobi could do no more than placed his hand at the back his head. His left hand to be precise, and as Hana spoke, the swordsman watched and listened as if amused by what was being said. It was a certainty, that he could and can indeed tell a female's bust size, or judge it for the most part. Then again, one must take into account that one boob is always smaller than the other. That was an interesting anomaly, and yet it was so natural in a sense. Izanagi leaned back and then release a sigh, while straightening his body once more. The Shinobi's mask, painted a picture of a man blinking a little. The void that replaced his eyes found their gaze set upon the lips of the woman. Her face, and those eyes, there was something awfully detestable and beautiful about them. How does one go about explaining these mixed feelings of the swordsman? Izanagi was conflicted for the most part, his general persona, and inability to truly show kindness troubled him. Could it be that there was an hidden agenda? Being on the Kaguya clan, Izanagi was born and bread in the art of combat. The war mongers of the Shinobi, but unlike most war mongers, Izanagi was intelligent, not to mention unpredictable. And how could anyone trust such a man? It was easy for the snake to gobble up its unsuspecting prey before they even realized it. "Same response as usual, but I guess yer right, Hana. Then again, I believe you to be the good girl type. Afraid of taking risks and being a little impulsive, then again, I could be wrong. However, I digress, there are more pressing issues that I have to attend to. Speaking of which, I wish to travel to yer village and investigate a little. I wanna find out more about what troubles such a former flourishing land". A grin once again mamifested on the mask, and much to Izanagi's delight. Hana could turn out to be a little feistier than he had originally thought. The words of the woman was taken into consideration and duly noted. "Thin air..how fascinating" the Kaguya clansman stated while his words trailed off. His mind almost went blank, but he simply couldn't allow himself to lose focus. There was a certain objective that needed to be completed by the Shinobi. There was one final act of kindness, coupled together with a dangerous and perhaps fruitful plan all the same. How best to help a damsel in distress? The woman needed to feel secure, that and Izanagi will have to make sure that Hana at least learns to trust him. Thinking more about it, the cunning one knew this could be a little difficult. Who would ever trust an old fox like him? The Kitsune simply resumed where he left off as his words flowed once more. "Ya know..my home is empty and could use a woman's touch". Stepping forward, Izanagi kept walking while leaving his words to be interpreted. Hopefully, the young maiden would read between the lines and figure out what was being suggested.

Subject: Re: Fate (Flashback;Private) Tue May 24, 2011 10:02 am

As the three continued their journey across the ice caps, Hana glanced over towards the masked male once more as he spoke towards her. For some odd reason, Hana felt like she seemed to be drawn in by this male. This feeling was strange. She did not knew if she enjoyed it or disliked it, maybe a mixture of both, but who knows. Someone calling her as a good girl type seemed to make her frown a bit. She wasn't a "good girl", she had a flaws that stops her from being that "good." She did not respond to the male, allowing him to think his own thoughts and create his own actions by his own feelings. She couldn't get close to someone, could she? Was it time for her to stop walking on that journey of life by herself, or did she still have time to go until she could finally join hands with another, stepping in sync with them to enter the strange journey of life, overcoming those limits and obstacles. The girl sighed out loud, quietly of course, but it was noticeable. Blinking her mint hued optics once, her head seemed to tilt to the side a bit in question as she spoke softly, "Investigate my village..? I would suspect that most of the Nations had the same trouble, besides Yukigakure.. The climate of this area would fend off most people." Tilting her head back, she glanced down towards Freya. Crouching downwards without a warning, she gently picked up the snow white puff ball, holding the wolf against her chest in a comforting manner.

The male spoke something which made Hana glance towards him in curiosity until finally, he spoke once more. What he said seemed to catch her off guard. The sentence he spoke was quite random to a person who did not understand how to use words to make them mean something else. Hana stopped walking as she blinked once, a breeze passing by, her hair flowing backwards until it passed back, her hair resting on the cloak. Frowning once more the girl parted her rose colored lips, her warm breath visible within the freezing atmosphere, "Are you asking me to live you, Izanagi-sama..?" That was a strange though, living with a stranger, but maybe there was something more. However, Hana did not want to step that far out of the boundaries, at least not yet. But who could possibly know?

Subject: Re: Fate (Flashback;Private) Wed May 25, 2011 2:47 pm

"Although I am asking, am I correct in saying you already agreed to it? Goodness. I would prefer not to make an ass of my self, by assuming such things. In fact, perish the thought, and have it absent from your mind. Unless of course, you do intend to take me up on said offer. Ah hell, here I go babbling on again". Izanagi knew exactly what was he doing and what he wanted to accomplish as a result. The swordsman was beginning to dislike the weather in Yukigakure. Back home in the hidden mist village, the weather would often bring in a cold front, constantly wet and cold, and yet he was used to the climate. Yukigakure was however another story all together it seems. The weather patterns were unpredictable, but not unexpected, which always caused Izanagi to dress warm around the place. The man had been observing Hana's movements, her body language. And even paying attention to the tone of her voice. The momentary fog that her warm breath created was also noted. The head of the old fox carefully tilting to the light as he moved. And even though he wore a mask, for some reason his peripherals remained in tact. The mask was a special one indeed, and much cherished by the man with white hair. The shinobi carried on walking, the expression on the mask staying the same during that time. Izanagi somewhat felt it was a good time to have a conversation, about the future that is. "So...what are yer future aspirations, Hana? I mean, settling down in Yukigakure cant be all that you want to do with yer self. Maybe a life of crime in the name of justice will suit you better, who knows eh?". The conversation of the serpent was held no real substance. And yet, each ending was filled with suggestions and hint at certain invitations. The question is, what would be Hana's response to all of this? Izanagi didn't expect the maiden to up and live the same life as the cunning one. In fact, it might be best that Hana stayed away from the kind of life that Izanagi was living. But the man long ago realized something, that proved to be very important to every Shinobi. Power will always be a key factor in change. Without power, then no one can ever make any real changes to the world of the Shinobi. The ability to influence change and the world as we know it, takes something truly special. But what could it be that Izanagi was after? Did he want to rule the world, and proclaim himself the most powerful? Or would he much rather watch the world burn for his own amusement?

Subject: Re: Fate (Flashback;Private) Wed May 25, 2011 9:39 pm

The girl stayed silent as she thought this whole event over. Over the horizon, the girl would begin to see a small village slowly emerge from it's snowy tundra. After a few moments of silence, the girl turned towards the male known as Jushiro, Izanagi-sama to her. With a small smile, the girl tilted her head to the side as she spoke, a more gentle side of her seeming to appear before the male, "Maybe, in the future our paths will meet again, Izanagi-sama. But I'm still on my own path and I need to be able to learn about the world myself. More of a desire than a 'I have to' decision." She would put down the white wolf pup, Freya soon huddling next to her ankle, within the cloak the male gave to her. Once more, she would reach a hand toward's his mask, and if he allowed her, she would remove such mask from his face. Leaning forward, she pressed her rose colored lips against his cheek before placing the mask on. Of course, if he allowed her to take that mask off would those simple events occur. Parting her lips once more, she spoke softly, "Thank you again, Izanagi-sama. As much as I would want to take you up on that offer, I still want to live a free life. But I am pretty sure our paths will cross once more." Smiling a bit, she would take the cloak that protected her from the cold off, handing it back to the male, Jushiro.

A small shiver ran down the girl's spine once before she spoke once more, "See you around, Izanagi-sama." And with that, she ran off towards the Snow Village, Yukigakure, to start a new life there and to possibly reach new goals. Who knows, the path of Hana and Jushiro might pass by one day, whether it be by coincidence or by vows, no on would ever know. Fate happens to be a strange, little, devilish creature who continues to create the strangest of happenings yet, possibly create the best moments in people's lives.

{Exit. -The new rule about Flashback topics limited this topic, sorry Jushiro.}

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