It needed to happen. There would be no avoiding this.
I stood in a clearing not to far into the forest. Rumor had it if you ventured too far in that the Inuzuka would take offense and proceed to attack anyone who entered their territory unannounced.
I wasn't sure of what would be said. Or what she even thought of me now. So far, it had been all business. For the betterment of Kumogakure. I couldn't tell how she was feeling about me being back. I was gone for a year, the assumption was that I went rogue. And even though I was proven to be innocent, a year was a year, and feelings just don't go away.
I had a messenger leave her a letter at her house. It wasn't anything special. "I'll be in the ancient forest from noon till dusk. Find me if you want to talk." it read. I wasn't hiding, nor was in a particularly difficult area to find.
Currently, I was standing with eyes closed, thinking on all what had transpired since my true self had been revived. What was I feeling? Failure? Disgust at myself? Despair. My future was not bright. Shinobi held grudges and memories as close as any memorized jutsu. I suppose time would tell.
Kaiju was at my side, nomming at a gerbil he had caught in waiting. The little monster had gotten bored with the waiting as took to practicing his hunting, despite this not being his natural habitat. My mind was far too occupied to even keep and eye on him; besides, he was already pretty formidable in terms of survival.
I stood in a clearing not to far into the forest. Rumor had it if you ventured too far in that the Inuzuka would take offense and proceed to attack anyone who entered their territory unannounced.
I wasn't sure of what would be said. Or what she even thought of me now. So far, it had been all business. For the betterment of Kumogakure. I couldn't tell how she was feeling about me being back. I was gone for a year, the assumption was that I went rogue. And even though I was proven to be innocent, a year was a year, and feelings just don't go away.
I had a messenger leave her a letter at her house. It wasn't anything special. "I'll be in the ancient forest from noon till dusk. Find me if you want to talk." it read. I wasn't hiding, nor was in a particularly difficult area to find.
Currently, I was standing with eyes closed, thinking on all what had transpired since my true self had been revived. What was I feeling? Failure? Disgust at myself? Despair. My future was not bright. Shinobi held grudges and memories as close as any memorized jutsu. I suppose time would tell.
Kaiju was at my side, nomming at a gerbil he had caught in waiting. The little monster had gotten bored with the waiting as took to practicing his hunting, despite this not being his natural habitat. My mind was far too occupied to even keep and eye on him; besides, he was already pretty formidable in terms of survival.