#thread; minaamunch

[curseofire]

@minaa-munch

  “I’m sorry---” He’s not exactly sure what he’s apologizing for, and it’s not the first time he’s tried. Was it for dying the first time? Was it for attacking the village? Was it for---- whatever it was he was trying to do during the war? His memories are jumbled and tumbling over each other, and he’s sure there’s more he should be apologizing for, but he can’t quite remember them.

  “I’m sorry.”

[kitsunbu]

@minaa-munch

  Everything was....off to say the least, but he couldn’t quite put his finger on why. He woke up outside the village, his head throbbing with a headache, and his body sore. He felt like he had been training for days on end, but he was sure he hadn’t been. Had he? It’s possible either way, honestly. He had been found by some other ANBU operatives, though they didn’t recognize him and he didn’t recognize them. Which was strange. Sure, he mostly worked with Tenzo, but even trying to say his name didn’t seem to help anything. He was now being taken to the Hokage for questioning-----

  That wasn’t the right Hokage. He’s glad he’s still wearing his fox shaped mask, to hide the slight widening of blue eyes. He had never been able to meet the man before, but he was sure of who he was anyways.

  Now to just figure out what was happening.

[brckenmirrors]

Menma was not in a good mood. Though, finding him in a good mood seemed to be rarer and rarer these days. He trudged into the house, sighing quietly as he shut the door behind him. Another day of training, and nothing seemed to improving--- like he had hit a wall. Over and over and over----

And there was the last person he wanted to see.

"Training was fine, I already had dinner, I'm going up to my room." Two lies and a truth.

[kitsunbu]

“Stop pretending this doesn’t terrify you.”

  “It doesn’t.” His voice is flat, matter-of-fact. There’s nothing in his eyes that give him away, and while he is partially lying---- he also isn’t. He supposes any normal person would be; stuck in a time that isn’t his own, with no one he knows, and-- so far at least-- no way to really get back. But, well----

  He’s not exactly normal, is he?

  He has no friends, no family-- there is no one for him to leave behind. He guesses that’s why it was so easy to accept him into the ANBU. You can’t cut ties with people if you don’t have ties to cut. Sure, he likes Tenzo well enough-- he took good care of him, after all-- but he doubted the other saw him as anything more than a mission, at best. A monster he had to babysit, at worst. There’s nothing to be terrified of, in his eyes. All his disappearance will mean is that they lost track of the Kyuubi. There is no mourning for Naruto Uzumaki. And he’s fine with that.

  Isn’t he?