Gekko's pad |Pm for Invite|

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Uchiha Gekkos home. There's really nothing too special about this place. It's merely one of about 200 small homes in a 11 story apartment building. His humble abode, being on the 10th floor, has a nice view of the village. This is where the young Uchiha eats, sleeps and sometimes hosts parties.

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<sub>'We are so proud of you, Gekkoda.' , the faint voice of a female stated. 'Thats right you have amazed us yet again, boy.' , another voice added, this time of a manly tone. The origins of these voices were unknown; they were being heard from all around the boy, who for some reason, appeared to be just a kid. He was shrouded in a thick, red fog...which shrouded the area around him, reducing his vision to zero. ' So proud...' The voice was becoming distant, as if what ever was creating it was moving away. Then, the loud, familiar sound of steel clashing broke the silence...

"Wha!?...

The sound of his voice was released into the air only after the boy's eyes opened, revealing that he was in his room. Elevating his body to the point of sitting up, he'd shift his blanket from his body. Confusion in his eyes, the Uchiha gaze down.

"...another dream then..."

He had been having these weird dreams lately; He dreamt of his parents, of whom he knew little about for he had all but a few memories of them. Scooting over to the edge of his bed, the young Uchiha released a rather loud yawn. As he did so, his azure pupils gazed down towards his clock; which was supposed to go off earlier. 11:30 AM

"Ah damn, I was supposed to be up a while ago"

With a bit of frustration clouding his mind, the boy knocked his clock to the ground; it's alarm going off on impact with the hard-wood flooring that covered the majority of his house. Gekko rose from the bed and, with a slight kick, knocked the clock into the unused space beneath his bed.


:.30 minute timeskip.:


A warm fog would roll out into the living room as the boy emerged from his bathroom, wearing his usual garments. He'd proceed over to the table after closing his bathroom door. Without even glancing down, his headband was grabbed and he made his way to the mirror. Gekko stare deeply into his reflections eyes; not shifting his gaze even as he placed his headband on. Only as a knot was tied at the back of head would he release a sigh.

"Another day..."

A crack of his knuckles occured as he moved from in front of the large wall mirror. And in a moment, he'd clutch the doornob of the entrance to his home- turning it- and shutting it behind him.

Gekko stood in a large hallway now; this was the common area for the tenth floor. On both sides of the long hall were doors; few of which the boy has actually walked through. He had few friends on this floor. The majority of the people he knew lived either on a lower floor or within homes outside of his apartment complex.

His light footsteps combined with the jangling noise of loose change within his pockets made a rather disruptive noise; the acoustics of the hall made every sound that occured within it to echoe loudly. He didn't want to disrupt those who lived beyond the doors he passed, though he did find it kind of fun. Eventually Gekko reached an elevator, which, unlike the stairs, didn't wear him out.

He wouldn't hesitate to push the button labled 'F-1', and to his suprise he wouldn't have to wait too long today. Only seconds after pushing the button, the light above the elevator door blinked and dinged, indicating that his time to descend to a lower floor was now. The metal door slid to the right, opening, and releasing mild elevator music into the hallway. Gekko, not wanting anyone else to have to suffer from the horrible choice in music, stepped in and pressed a small, red button, thereby closing the door.

The elevators descent was swift; it usually took only a few seconds to make it to ground level. The feeling of butterflies in his stomach would be seemingly drowned out by the irritatingly loud elevator music. Hands shifted into the tight, dark pockets that the boy had as he leaned against the wall. And just as that happened, he'd be at the bottom floor.

"Finally..."

He didn't even let the door open all the way before he slipped out of the elevator, and into the lobby. It was here that he saw most of his friends. But to the Uchihas suprise, he couldn't spot a single familiar face. Strange. Nonetheless, he'd move forward towards the entrance. A quick pass through the spinning doors, and he'd be gone...</sub>


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