Through the paths of a wet forest
Jul 21, 2015 16:54:42 GMT -7
Post by Yashouri on Jul 21, 2015 16:54:42 GMT -7
It's been a long time since Yashouri stayed out of Kirigakure.His disqualification from the chuunin exams and lost of his left arm wasn't really a big deal.Shinobis all around the world were dealing with worse things.But the thing was that he had lost his unending energy for training.He is spent his time homeless in this random forest for a while.He sure grew up.His old blanket which he wore as a robe became too small for him,he couldn't handle his cloths annoying him.He couldn't handle this pathetic life anymore.He had a promise as a shinobi.He would never fail himself.He thought during one of his tired walks.
Yashouri kneeled down at the minute he was a broken mirror,he picket it up and directly pointed it to his muddy face.The face he saw was different than the face he saw last time.It was a face of a very handsome young adult covered with dirt and poorness.His spiky long green hair shook in a sudden cold wind as he slowly dropped the mirror from his only remaining hand.With his tired voice he spoke to himself ''Im not dead.I wont be dead.'' .His clothes were ripped off and he needed to train to get in touch with himself again.He fully pulled his old blanket cloth out and let it swim with a river he spotted next to him. ''Im not a child anymore.'' He spoke to himself.He was now a shirtless green haired man in a muddy forest.He watched his old robe swim in the river.When the image was gone from his eyes,He also jumped in and had a good old bath.When he thought he cleaned himself properly (Even though the water was also muddy) he got out from the water.He moved his fingers through his hair and closed his eyes.His chakra system automaticly got activated,Yashouri grinned as soon as he felt the exciting energy.He looked at his bare feet and started to focus on them.He looked forward to the rising sun. ''I will be better than before ,before the morning'' He spoke again. Yashouri started running with a regular tempo.As the minutes passed in the forest his tempo rised.Another set of minutes passed and his tembo again rised.After almost an hour of running he could sense the sweat dropping from his body.He trained for few weeks.He did push ups with his only right hand,did required exercises.And ofcourse..Meditated. Many mornings passed.And now we are on today.Yashouri knew that he was ready to go back to being himself.He touched the palce on his body where a left hand once existed and hesitated.He rised his head and noticed it was again a sunrise.He grinned and started to run with his full power back to Kirigakure after months.The forest would automaticly lead to the city itself.He kept fuelling to the city...