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Wait For It

@mori-noya

After meeting with Mito, Sakumo had gained a little bit more confidence in himself. He hadn't spoken a word to his adopted father... or to his first sensei, since his revival. He was too ashamed of himself...but Mito had given him the comfort of knowing that perhaps he was wrong to assume such things. Maybe now he could talk to the three men in his life who'd molded him into who he was today. He took a deep breath and knocked on the door, his frame shaking slightly....he wondered if the man would even recognize him.

[shiroi-no-kiba-a]

Healing Wounds

@mori-noya //for Mito//

Sakumo had decided that he'd train in the forest on the outskirts of the village that day, he needed to just get away from everything and sort of have some time to be with his thoughts. He had thought this would be a quiet and uneventful day, given that his son wasn't home at the moment due to a mission. Though of course, nothing was ever that simple was it? A painfully familiar scent blew in on the wind, along with the scent of cherry blossoms... this scent made his heart clench with unbidden sorrow. It was likely the time of year making him smell what wasn't there...right? "Just the wind...." he whispered to reassure himself before glancing up at the floating cherry blossoms, allowing one to land on his outstretched palm.

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