It was a rainy day, of course it wasn't they were below ground, and it very nearly never rained outside in the sweltering desert heat, but in Indou's mind it was in fact raining. It was the only setting that made sense for what the past few days had brought him through emotionally.
He stood dressed in a completely new outfit it was something he had picked out himself when he went to select the clothes for the man who was laying flat on the marble slab. The man seemed familiar and yet very alien all at the same time, the general features were known to him. The length of his arms, the ones that used to hold him through the nights when he would cough his throat raw fighting off his childhood illness, his chest, where he had fallen asleep countless times, his back which even when slouched with exhaustion exuded a strength that even a kage could only ever hope to ever find, all of these things were known to him more familiar than the back of his own hand.
"Father..." Indou whispered silently from the back of the room.
He finally forced himself to lift his heavy legs and move forward, it wasn't something that was possible to do with his own strength but with what this day has transferred over to him the hopes and dreams of his father. He was the man of his household and a proud descendant of a revered clan but more importantly than any of that he was a son of two beyond great parents who had raised him with love despite how much of a burden he was on them and now it was his turn to be there for his mother.
As he moved forward he saw some of his relatives there, some nodded at him proud of what he was aiming to become, some yet and still were stuck in their own depression, something that was true for those who were not family as well his father had been very well liked in their community a hard worker and not only a good but fair man. But this was not the main concern for Indou at this particular moment the only thing on his mind was the pair of remarkably small shoulders that were shuddering only ever so slightly.
"mother..." he said finding his place next to her and wrapped his arm around the woman who had not spoken for three days, since when he found out that his father had died from heart failure. The service wasn't memorable, they were not a very rich family but his father had been respectfully buried and Indou had escorted her home. All of these things he had done with dignity but now after seeing to his mother and his aunt promising to watch over her he left to walk around the town for a bit on his own and try to clear his head and deal with the turbulent emotions that were welling up inside of him.
He stood dressed in a completely new outfit it was something he had picked out himself when he went to select the clothes for the man who was laying flat on the marble slab. The man seemed familiar and yet very alien all at the same time, the general features were known to him. The length of his arms, the ones that used to hold him through the nights when he would cough his throat raw fighting off his childhood illness, his chest, where he had fallen asleep countless times, his back which even when slouched with exhaustion exuded a strength that even a kage could only ever hope to ever find, all of these things were known to him more familiar than the back of his own hand.
"Father..." Indou whispered silently from the back of the room.
He finally forced himself to lift his heavy legs and move forward, it wasn't something that was possible to do with his own strength but with what this day has transferred over to him the hopes and dreams of his father. He was the man of his household and a proud descendant of a revered clan but more importantly than any of that he was a son of two beyond great parents who had raised him with love despite how much of a burden he was on them and now it was his turn to be there for his mother.
As he moved forward he saw some of his relatives there, some nodded at him proud of what he was aiming to become, some yet and still were stuck in their own depression, something that was true for those who were not family as well his father had been very well liked in their community a hard worker and not only a good but fair man. But this was not the main concern for Indou at this particular moment the only thing on his mind was the pair of remarkably small shoulders that were shuddering only ever so slightly.
"mother..." he said finding his place next to her and wrapped his arm around the woman who had not spoken for three days, since when he found out that his father had died from heart failure. The service wasn't memorable, they were not a very rich family but his father had been respectfully buried and Indou had escorted her home. All of these things he had done with dignity but now after seeing to his mother and his aunt promising to watch over her he left to walk around the town for a bit on his own and try to clear his head and deal with the turbulent emotions that were welling up inside of him.