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Hey guys! Thank you so much for following me! I’m returning to this muse after ages, and I have a handful of sinnamonroll friends to thank for that! I’m glad to be picking up Shikamaru again after last taking him up on another site. Anyway, this will be my permanent starter call. Please like this for a starter! Lengths may vary. I’m very open to creating more verses, but that all depends on the variety of followers that I have && the interests of those following me currently. If you would like for me to create a verse to better accommodate your muse, please do not hesitate to throw the idea at me! Also, please be patient with me as I have work and other things that may occupy me from time to time.
“There is nothing wrong with Sasuke that I didn’t cause…” Perhaps, if he took all of the blame unto himself, he would be the one people disliked, not his otouto, who deserved the world and then some, as far as Itachi was concerned. Rather than allow himself to fall into a somber silence, he busied his hands with securing his mask to his belt. He’d been simply holding it, and it was becoming too tempting to fiddle with it as the conversation veered to his brother.
“And you’re far more interesting when you’re awake.” He certainly wasn’t the same little boy he’d caught slumbering atop a hill so long ago.
❝ – Whatever... ❞
The Jounin may have been an only child, but he could very well identify the bias in the other’s words. In his mind, there was absolutely no way he couldn’t have known of Sasuke’s issues. Although they weren’t gigantic issues, it would have been worth sitting down and talking about them to someone close. At the reference of his habit of lazing around, he took it upon himself to take a sip.
❝ – To be honest, I’d rather be sleep. I got some stuff on my mind. ❞
Hey guys! Thank you so much for following me! I’m returning to this muse after ages, and I have a handful of sinnamonroll friends to thank for that! I’m glad to be picking up Shikamaru again after last taking him up on another site. Anyway, this will be my permanent starter call. Please like this for a starter! Lengths may vary. I’m very open to creating more verses, but that all depends on the variety of followers that I have && the interests of those following me currently. If you would like for me to create a verse to better accommodate your muse, please do not hesitate to throw the idea at me! Also, please be patient with me as I have work and other things that may occupy me from time to time.
WHAT THE HELL WAS SHE even doing? Why did the young genin resort to playing such stupid games with Shikamaru while Sakura and the other girls were on a mission? He and Ino both knew there was no way she would ever win the damn game. She never minded the company of her teammate, but Ino hated that all he ever wanted to do was sleep or play stupid games that she couldn’t wrap her head around. He says everything bores him but what’s more boring than sleeping in all day?!
❛ NO WAY, SHIKAMARU. I SAY we go out and do what I like to do now! Besides, Asuma-sensei says you’re sleeping in too much! It’s not healthy! ❜ Ino stood up and declared loudly, ❛ Grab your wallet! We’re going shopping! ❜
Not this again. Did he truly have to endure her fit of rage during such a nice, cloud-filled day? It was the equivalence of hearing nails scrapping the surface of a chalkboard during a nice afternoon nap. Frankly, he couldn’t care about what they thought about his sleeping habit. He just wanted to sleep.
❝ – Pft ! As if I would be caught dead in some clothing store for women. H a v e f u n. ❞
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Yachiru was, admittedly, lost. Again. Looking around, she frowned, trying to figure out where she was. Maybe she was in a new part of the Human World? She wondered why everything looked so weird. At least her gigai still worked, even if it would be easier to run around as her shinigami form. Skipping around, she looked for her captain, however she quickly gets bored. Climbing to the top of a nearby pole, she starts to look around from there.
She paused when she looks to her left and sees a man laying on the nearby rooftop, looking at the sky. She looks up, but doesn’t see anything. “What are you looking at?” she calls curiously.
In the simple life of the lazy shinobi, this was an average afternoon. The presence of clouds in the sky filled him with serenity. He didn’t have a care in the world; he was at peace. The only two things on his agenda was taking a nap and eating supper soon after. However, the presence of a strange girl shifted his attention. What was she doing on a pole that high? Better yet, how did she get on a pole that high? It was dangerous for a young girl.
❝ – H...huh !? Hey ! Get off of that ! You could hurt yourself !! ❞
———— ❰ 🌊 ❱ With lips coming out in a pout-like expression, Korra merely gave him a look. she hated when people gave her that look of pity. Did she seem that weak? Replacing the pout now was a look of pure frustration as she went through the thoughts in her own mind: Who does this guy think he is? Me weird? I’ll show him who’s weak. I might look like trash right now, but that doesn’t mean I can’t fight.
❝ I don’t need your help and I didn’t ask for it. How about you take me to where you’re from? I could use a little relaxation time. I’m not taking a no for an answer, bub. ❞
❝ – What do you even think a village is? A tourist attraction? ❞
Attempting to retain what little patience he had, he relinquished his frustration with a deep breath. Taking her to the village was an option, but it would have most likely brought about more trouble than it would serenity. The Torture and Interrogation Force weren’t ones to have mercy on outsiders. He knew for a fact that they would work persistently towards getting every ounce of information out of her, and not even he could understand her logic.
❝ – You don’t need my help, but you need my help? Listen, it’s not that simple. The only way I could take you with me is if I swore to my superiors that I would take you into my full custody and interrogate you myself. Your feet couldn’t even fill these shoes even if you had three layers of socks on. ❞
“anyone who is 1) not afraid of me and 2) not afraid of exoskeleton. please feel free to rub my back.”
❝ – I thought you were going to offer me something worth my while. Then again, I shouldn’t expect anyone to magically put me on a cloud. ❞
Surprised to see me?
❝ – D..dad !! Am I...going insane? ❞
Although she once again resided within the Village, Hiiro kept a low profile; she tried not to attract to much attention, despite being given favour for her past crimes. There were probably people ( especially the Hyuga Clan ) that didn’t want her around. Chargest were never given, for the death of Hyuga Ryuu all those years ago, but the suspicions hadn’t cleared either.
She didn’t mind much — after all these years on the run, she had learnt to live being frowned upon, no matter what she did. She had worked with criminals, attacked the Village & cheered when her Master had emerged ( somewhat ) victorious, with the Third Hokage falling dead on the battlefield.
But that didn’t matter either. Orochimaru was gone, probably for good.
“ — I remember you; you’re that kid from the Nara Clan back then. I’m Hiiro.”
❝ – Kid, huh? ❞
Hazy visions flashed before him. Although young, he wasn’t the most persistent. In fact, he was even more lazy that he was in the present day. It was the morning in which he forfeited to the kunoichi of Sunagakure. Despite his decision, he was promoted as a Chuunin sometime after the Third Hokage’s death.
What surprised him, to a degree, was her presence at the Chuunin Exams. It was possible, seeing as Orochimaru himself was disguised as the Kazekage during the event. To be honest, he was a tad embarrassed. He was an entirely different person than he was then, except for some of his more bad habits carrying over through the years. Forfeiting wasn’t quite what he wanted to be remembered for.
❝ – That was a pretty long time ago. I wouldn’t say that was my best performance. Anyway, it’s nice to meet you Hiiro. ❞
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●⊱⋮ - The sun was bursting radiant red after the meeting in Konoha. It was about Nara Shikamaru. He had gotten revenge on Akatsuki member for killing his Sensei. As she listening in the meeting, it was no surprise that it was a easy win for him but the coast was great. Nara barely seemed to speak and left as soon as the meeting was over.
It didn’t take her long to come across his favourite spots. He was gazing up at the sky. She stood there watching him in silence before finally making an appearance. Her shadow blocking out the setting sun, a hand placed on her hip.
❝ I thought you would be crying. ❞ She commented for once holding back in calling him a Crybaby. The sand kunoichi then sat down next to him. ❝ Mind if I join you? ❞
❝ – You just can’t let that go, can you? ❞
He greeted her with one of his signature frowns before leaning forward onto the weight of his legs. A simple nod indicated his answer. So far, it appeared that he was in a neutral mood. Neither happiness nor gloom filled his face. One could assume that he was in the midst of deep thought or reflection, && right would they be.
❝ – Did you follow me from the meeting or something? Either something’s on your mind or you know me too well. ❞
The shinobi quirked an eyebrow at the kunoichi. The two didn’t share many occasions together without the sole basis of assignment. Perhaps in that moment, he underestimated their bond? The ability to sense another’s wavering spirit was special.
Kk. I have mostly everything drafted from starter to replies. The only thing I need to do is some starters && reply to one && i’m done. Hopefully I’ll have that out tonight if not tomorrow. I have to rush to work so ttyl
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❝ – You shouldn’t be so concerned… ❞
For once, the lazy shinobi spent his stargazing session with his mother. It had been a difficult time for them all. Death && war plagued them, giving the terrible impression that it may never end. Years prior, he would have never imagined that he would lose two of the closest people in his life. Despite that, he had his mother. When she wasn’t nagging his ear off, she was quite comforting.
❝ – This is part of being a shinobi. Like it or not, I have responsibilities now. I’ve made promises I can’t renege on. You know that too, don’t you? ❞
SHIKAMARU NARA
I wanted to become a ninja any which way, save up money any which way, get married any which way to an ordinary woman who’s neither beautiful nor ugly and have two kids any which way. First will be a girl, and then a boy… I would retire from being a ninja when my eldest daughter marries and my son becomes a full-fledged man. And then I take it easy in my life of retirement playing Japanese chess and Go the whole day. Then I’d die of old age before my wife.
Such a life would have been nice.
Me watching all of this k0RRA SHADE ON THE DASH
airbends cigarette away** no smoking allowed. smoking. is. evil. [ omg korra-- ]
relights it and sticks it to her bum
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