It was evening now, and the sun had just started to set down. Cotton-candy-esk clouds combatted against one another in bursting hues, oblivious to the deep, dark shades of blue that was slowly creeping in. Shishiwakamaru admired the sky, appreciating the brilliant collision of colors. He liked the un-uniformity of clouds that took shape in the night sky, patterns never repeated. A small, chilling breeze caressed Shi's arms and face in a light embrace that reminded him just how long he had been standing there at the door to the Sakurako clan house. How long had he been procrastinating, refusing to enter the house? With a sigh he pushed the door open and entered. "Nao-san, I'm home!" Shi wondered where his adopted parental figure would be hiding at this time, perhaps in his study, or outside in the garden. He would continue to look until Nao was found, they had something very important to discuss. Specifically the tumor that had been steadily growing in his brain and the lurking doom that accompanied such an ailment. He had hoped Sennin Nao, head of the Medical division, had came up with some sort of cure or idea as to how best to handle the situation.
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