A Follow Up [Open]

[Tatsuo]

It had been a few days since Nobu had checked into the dormitory and the academy as a whole, after Tatsuo helping him get involved in with the academy he thought it'd be nice to check up on him. He was wearing casual gear, forgoing what a shinobi would typically wear. When stopped at the academy grounds he showed a bit of paperwork and his passport proving that he indeed was a shinobi. It wasn't long and didn't take much convincing for him to be able to visit Nobu. Making his way up the hall he let off a quick knock on Nobu's door, he had hoped he made a few friends in the Academy, but it had only been a weekend.

The weather was nice that day, a simple breeze but Tatsuo was still covered head to toe in clothing, he really didn't like the cold. Some say it just takes time to get used to, but Tatsuo had spent lots of time in Kumogakure and the chill in his bone was something the summer child never got used to. Being from Konoha had it's issues, dealing with the cold was one of them.

 

[Nobu]

Nobu opened the door very slightly with reluctance as he peered out the crack with one eye, he looked Tatsuo over as he’d seem to be in thought. Remembering a cold and cloudy day when the rain fell unceasingly as though one had incurred the wrath of the heavens. It had only been a week since that day not more, not less yet so much had changed in his life that it truly could not be grasped within a few words. His eyes somewhat distant as he seemed to get lost in this memory for quite some time until snapping out of it, clear silence having dominated the space for quite a while as he guardedly spoke. “W-Why are… you.. here?” His eyes shifting quickly from side to side of the hallway as though worried, of what was not exactly clear nor obvious. It took not long until Nobu focused entirely on Tatsuo as he awaited his response a chirp or two could be heard from inside his room, quite melodious and crisply clear it rang with a fine tune.

 

[Tatsuo]

Tatsuo grinned as Nobu entered the door. "I just came to check on you kid, wanna get out of your room a bit?" he said rubbing the back of his neck. Hopefully Nobu would agree and follow him outside to the schoolyard where there were a few swings and such. As they would walk down the hall to the play yard, Tatsuo would ask him, "So how's it been? Made any new friends?" he knew the situation Nobu was going through, probably pretty well all things considering. His parents weren't killed, well, not exactly or yet, but the pain of loss hurt either way.

As they made it outside, it was sunny, albeit still a bit cold. Tatsuo brought his scarf up to tuck under his chin to keep him warm. "Ya' know if you spend all of your time in your room you won't make any news friends. And i'm sure you wanna make a few new friends, right?" Honestly he wasn't sure what Nobu would say, he just hoped he'd agree. Trauma was a terrible thing and it made kids act like cold adults, and he hated to see that in anyone, but especially someone so young who didn't deserve an ounce of it. Walking up to one of the swings, Tatsuo began to swing idly, as he waited for Nobu to respond. Tatsuo wasn't trying to pressure him, but just help the kid.