A cold night in Yozamu

[Waru]

Darkness slid into light. The Blue Hour was upon the city of Yozamu, it was a spectacular event to see early in the morning. The darkness that once filled the night air slowly washed away from the sky as intense brush strokes of red and orange lights streak across the canvas of the sky above, marking a new day. This was waru's most favorite time of the day. She always woke up early to watch twilight bless the sky above, and today was a very good day for her. Today, she found a wonderful place to watch the sunrise in Yozamu on top of a mountain away from the city life.

Breathing deeply she embraced the new morning air. She couldn't help but be stunned at the beautiful setting set out before her, it was a magnificent sight to see. She marveled at its beauty as long as she could till the sun rose over the mountain blinking out the beautiful canvas painted out for her in a hot streak of yellow. She smiled to herself and continued on her way through the hills, deeper into the Land of Snow.

It was mid spring in the seven great nation, but even in spring yuki still had a bitter cold chill in the air. It was a chill that Waru welcome warmly every time she travel her. Unlike most people, she was born to love the cold and fear the heat of fire and flames. It was no guess why she loved to journey to yuki in the summer time to escape the heat.

Waru walked thought the fields aimlessly until she came upon a river. She began to follow the river upstream in hopes to find the waterfalls she heard existed out here. She wanted to find them so she could cool off by taking a quick swim. As time slipped by, waru eventually took her shoes off and began to walk though the stream letting the cold water splash against her flesh. She didn't shiver at the biting cold, but instead embraced the sudden shiver of cold that ran up her spin. She felt at home her, in the cold weather of yuki.

“It's been a while since I did something like this.” She muttered to herself as she walked upstream, “I should really consider trying to make a home here, but...” Her words fell silent as she pondered on the though of living in yuki.

“Would anyone want me to live her?” She wondered on the thought for a moment, then shook the idea out of her head as she finally found what she was looking for.

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[Coal]

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“Beautiful, isn‘t it.”

Sekitan had come upon the shore of that very stream, the waterfall before them, although he was above and she was below. His left booted foot was propped against a rock that jutted from the waterfall face, his black pants neatly in place, along with the black shirt that adorned his well-muscled body. Silver hair wafted in the breeze that swept across the land, and silver eyes moved from the girl to a clear sky, but even in this peaceful setting he still held the blade at his side; his Muramasa.

He moved then, taking his foot from its resting place, and removing his eyes from the sky. It was rapidly becoming night fall, just the beginnings of Dusk, and he wondered just who this woman was. There was nothing marking her as a Shinobi, aside from her well-toned musculature, which normal aerobics could not produce. The smirk remained on his face as he placed his hands in his pockets, stepping into the center of the waterfall, silver eyes still upon the woman. He continued to get the feeling that he needed to know her.


“You know, if you wait here long enough, it will snow. Or so they say. Heh.”

Sekitan stepped from the waterfall‘s edge, falling down to the stream below, landing without creating a splash and stepping from the mists. An ungloved hand would run through the front of his hair, but it would simply fall perfectly back into place, truly seeming of its own will. Now he could get a good look at her, beyond the general appearance from that distance, and see just who she was. To his surprise, she was quite lovely, but it was not the physical beauty of it. No, it was more like the beauty of a tiger or a well crafted blade. It‘s true beauty lay in its deadly nature. The smirk would vanish.

“If you don‘t mind me asking. What brought you to this frozen land?

Few ever came to Yuki no Kuni, fewer still to the Capital City. It was curious that this girl merely came here to enjoy the waterfall of this cold land. Although it may have also been curious for Sekitan to be there, he truly had business in the city, and merely allowed his curiosity to get the better of him. Soon he would return to the business that took him from his home, and from his daughter, Kara.

[Waru]

Her amber eyes flared as she heard the mans voice from above. He had appeared so suddenly it startled her a bit. If her attention hadn't been so intoxicated by the sight of the waterfalls she might have been aware of his presence before hand. She kept a stern facade as she glared up at the man above. She watched him in silent for a moment and nodded as her attention turned back to the waterfalls before them. It was quite a sight to see, a sight she waited eight months to see again.

“It's a sight to behold,” her voice was caring and gentle, a smile crept along her face as she stood in the stream feeling the bubbled of the water created as it fell over the falls. Her attention once again drunken by the falls, it was hard for her to pay attention to the man above, occasionally her eyes quickly shifted back to the silver hair bandit, but never remained upon him. Something about the man made her feel uneasy, it was a sensation she felt before. However, she couldn't put her finger on it where this nagging feeling was coming from.

“Really now?” Her eyes shifted towards him with a warm smile on her face. This was the first time she visit during the spring, she normally came to yuki during the winter to enjoy the blissful cold or during summertime to cool down.

Her attention was caught once again from the silver hair man. She watched with astonishment as he descended from above with the grace of a feather, it was like something right out a movie, like something out one of the horror movies she was in. This thought sent an unsettling chill up her spin. The feeling made her advert her eyes for a split second from the man.

“Honestly, I don't know anymore.” Her eyes adverted from the world before her and were gazing heavily at her feet below, “I originally came her to mentally prepare myself for my next role. But, it seems I have lost track of that goal when I decided to find this waterfall.” Her mind raced back and forth, wracking itself inside her skull to find an answer for the stranger.

Suddenly, the stream the young girl stood in started to freeze over at an extraordinary rate, the water that once flowed so freely became imprison in a ice tomb below the young girls feet. It was an subconscious action she performed. An act that tended to happen when was became overwhelmed or frustrated. When everything finally froze over, Waru stood silent before the silver hair man with a crocked smile on her face.

“Control.” With a quick movement she broke her feet free of the ice that was once the stream. “I came her to learn control amongst other things stranger.” Her eyes burned brightly as she gazed at him intently, “So who are you? Are you going to freak out like everyone else and take off running for the hills cause 'm a freak of nature? Or perhaps your an adoring fan who thinking stalking me will show me how much you truly love me and how we should spend eternity together. Hell! I'll even take a chance pegging you as a mercenary hired to get a little revenge on someone I hurt along the way. Cause honestly I rather take the killer then the stalker any day of the week."

Her face turn flush red from the frustration. She was tired of the persecution she had to endure for what she was. The obsessed fan that stalk her and tried to force her to commit suicide with them to embrace each others eternal love. Also, the mercs that are hired every month to try to kill her for just being her and the things she does.

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I wasn't kidding when I said I was rusty as hell.

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[Coal]

Control…

The air had begun to change it seemed, becoming thicker, filled with a tension that was not there previously. The sound of the waterfall behind him became something distance, as this intense silence began to fill his ears, so quiet that it was the loudest thing there ever could be. Native birds to Yuki flew over head, yet they went unheard, their cries dying against this silence. The persistent wind this day, which would pass by his ears and ruffle his hair, seemed to have gone into hiding as well. Still, Sekitan kept his hands in his pockets, ever the mature Shinobi, refusing to wage a war just yet.

When the stream began to freeze, there was no panic, as he was a man that could hardly be surprised these days. So that’s what the girl is. The smirk returned, even as the stream rapidly froze, but he would not allow himself to be caught. Hop! A little bit of a jump from the surface of the water as it froze, passing beneath him, continuing toward the girl. His boots landed not with a heavy thud, as one would expect, but without a sound at all. He was the Sandaime Yukikage and a Jounin, so things like this merely came naturally to him. A second nature if you will. Again the wind would blow his silver hair off to the side a bit, his silver eyes upon the woman, but his hands remained in his pocket.

“A stalker? Hardly. A Fan? Heh.”

Sekitan closed his eyes and smirked, the thought of being someone‘s fan was rather amusing, as well as the thought of being a stalker. Only a moment would pass, as he listened to the seemingly psychotic rant the girl had begun, curious as to what she did prior to coming here that had her ‘fans‘ committing suicide to be with her. With a final chuckle under his breath, he opened his eyes once more, locking them firmly upon the girl who did not seem to understand herself. Perhaps she could prove useful to him, if she was not too far gone.


“This is merely the power of the Kaishin.”

Finally he removed a single hand from his pocket, his left hand, the dominant one. His long legs carried him forward, only a few steps, until he was standing before the girl. He was a whole head and shoulders taller than she was, forced to look down at her, just as she would be forced to look up at him from this distance. Without any sudden or jerky movements to startle the girl, he would place a hand on her shoulder, her right one. His eyes flashed once, not with the psychotic fandom that she spoke of, but with a certain kind of understanding. Perhaps he would help this girl after all. Am I getting soft in my old age, brother? Haha.


“I can help you learn to control your power…if you join with me.”

How would she react?

[Waru]

She was flustered, her face could was burning red but yet her skin was still cold to the touch. The tension in the air was still dense with the freezing temperature she subconsciously created from her frustration. Her mind raced in circles trying to gather her composer to get her emotions in check. She watched the man with an intense stare as he jumped to get away from the freezing water. She Sigh beneath her breath at her action and gazed at the man with a crocked smile, as he told her he wasn't a stalker nor a fan of her movies. Something she wanted to pout about since she loved her movies and made it a goal for everyone to watch them. Maybe the man wasn't a movie fanatic.

She cocked her head with a glare in her eye. The silver hair man told her what she was something she already knew all to well, “Thanks for the information mysterious silver hair man, I would have never figured out I was a Kaishin if my grandmother hadn't told me.” She giggled slightly as a big smile cracked across her face.

As he slowly approached her with his right hand finally drawn from his pocket, she watched with a careful stare. She gazed up at him finally seeing his rough but soft features. It wasn't a lie to say this man cared himself with untold prowess abilities. She gazed into his eyes, seeing something that wasn't their before. As if he might have understood her, something very rare she comes across in life.

She glared at him with a surprise look. The man had purposed something she had heard a thousand times over, from men and women who were power hunger and wished to control her for their own personal gain. She chuckled a bit as the thought sound outlandish. If this was any other ordinary man, she would have strike him down with one of her techniques and be on her way. But, there was something about this man that reminder her of someone. Someone from her past. Suddenly, it hit her like a ton of bricks. The man that stood before her was someone very similar in her past indeed, a man who took her in when she first ran away from home. The monster many people feared except her. She respected that man like a father and she knew down in her heart that, that man loved her just like a daughter.

“If I join you, how will you help me control a power you know nothing about?”

She took a step back, escaping the man's grasp he had on her shoulder.

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[Coal]

“Quite amusing.”

Sekitan had never been a man for jokes, so when this girl decided it was time to him, it was not taking too kindly. However, despite this he was a patient man, and would hold back his feelings with easy. So she knew what she was, yet she could not control it? How did that make any sense at all? It should be in her blood. Well, this was by far not the first time he had a run in with the Kaishin Clan, having trained a few of them into their adult hood, one of them succeeding him as the Yukikage. He and his daughter had also performed numerous studies on the Kaishin Bloodline, looking for a way to enhance Hyouton type jutsu, but have yet to have any luck.

Then she stepped away as he placed his hand on her shoulder, backing from him, defensive in her response to his offer. Perhaps he should just let her be, to make it easier on the both of them, or just on himself. No. It was for the best that he try, at least for his wife‘s sake, as that was what he promised as she died. To either destroy or restore the Kaishin and the Kaguya. Instead of leaving, as he would have liked, he returned his hand to his side, eyeing the girl with those silver orbs, a serious expression on his face.
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“The problem is not completely with your power, but with your psyche. I can help your mind regulate so that your ability does not go haywire.”

It was clear that her mind was never focused, possibly fragmented between things, and thus forcing her to be unable to use her ability correctly. He would have to get to the root of it, perhaps whatever trauma it was, and correct it if she was going to realize her full potential. Sekitan once more ran his fingers through his hair, pressing his ear and mumbling something, then he would turn back to the girl.

“I am An‘ei Sekitan. If you continue north and west, you will find a mountain, walk along the edge until you find a path, my daughter will let you in.”

Sekitan had business in the city, so he could not show her himself, but if she presented a map, he would mark the location for her. He hoped she would be there when he returned to his home.

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