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Crimson

Crimson


D-rank
Opening his crimson colored eyes he arose from his bed, washed his face, fixed his hair and clothes, and left for a day at Konohagakure, the village of green. Dante would decide to visit a new place, he only heard stories, of a splendidly beautiful place, and he couldn't help but check it out, and so he went forth towards the place, supposedly it's called Rolling Hills, the young man was excited for this trip, he had packed a ton of stuff, the boy reached the area after two hours of getting lost in the wilderness, he would search for the place above and below, but he finally reached the place he wanted to reach. He spread a cloth on the ground it would be where he would sit.



The young Uchiha would cool off with the water beside the area he sat in, he would look around him, he was all alone, beside him there was not a single soul, it was beautiful, sure, but it was lonely, Dante began thinking of what the girl he met at the bar said, if he wanted to know who he really is, he had to know his enemies, were his enemies the Uchiha clan, or were they a specific clan, supposedly there's a sister clan to the Uchiha clan, were all Uchiha as cruel as he read, Dante began questioning himself, he began questioning his personality, was he cruel? If he remembers anything it is fighting was he a soldier in the past? Is any of his relatives, or friends alive? Will he be capable of creating any friends, he seemed to have failed in many of his  attempts, he's been treated as the popular handsome stranger, he was troubled by that, when one of the girls chases him and looks into his eyes directly, they suddenly shrink in motivation, whenever he tried to befriend one, he failed, this also happened with the boys, an old kind lady told him he should loosen up and lose the cold glare, which is why he came to this place in the first place.


Having friends at the moment did not matter or so he told himself, his lonely lonesome self. He would say that it is more important to capture bandits, and what's even more important is recovering his past, he has no memories of his past, aside from few flashbacks, nothing came to mind. The young one was blind to his past.


A flashback came~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~


A man with sword sheathed in a hilt strapped to his back, standing on a long pole wearing a fox's mask, a headband wrapped around his right shoulder with the engraving of a crescent moon, the cloth wrapping the metal band was black in color, the man was  wearing black gloves that reached all the way above his elbows by an inch, on the man's left shoulder was a strange sign in black
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It was nice day, bu the young Uchiha was lonely, he decided to begin three hours of rough training, hoping to improve himself, his cold gaze, and tone, and silent huffing, remained the same, he was not only alone, but inexperienced in showing his emotions, was being alone so bad? The answer is a no, the young man saw himself as a stranger, even with people around, he would still remain alone, perhaps his path is a path of solitude, the cold tone oh his uttered few words “What is it that I exist for? I have no past, I have nothing. . . . ”


It was correct, what he had right now was nothing, the young lad, began darting around throwing kunai and shuriken moving ferociously with instinct, and targeting difficult targets around him, aiming perceiving and enduring, and timing his movements, he did it all with excellence for one of his own level, he moved as swift as bullet, compared to others his level.


The young man splashed his face with water as he moved the jacket he took off moments ago to the side, resting as water drops ran down his neck, fell from his hair, and rolled down his face and off of his chin.


The young lad was training ferociously, but still he was bored, at least he didn't forget his emotions.

Shizuka

Shizuka


D-rank



She had come along way.
From being that scared little girl stumbling through the darkness. 



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It had been a long time since Shizuka had felt like herself. A very long time.
It was just over a year ago now when the young chuunin was admitted to the hospital here in Konoha gakure. Pale as a ghost, covered in blood, memories scattered about the forest where they found her. Starved. Dehydrated. Exhausted. She was so weak... so timidly fragile that, for some weeks, the young girl was like a precious china doll who had to rely on others just to be able to sit up in the bed she was confined to. It was disgusting really. Humiliating. Pathetic. Having people feed her, dress her, sit back and watch with eyes full of horror and pity and not having the voice to tell them she could try do it on her own. No... back when everything had changed the first time, when she was reduced to nothing but a whisper of herself, the black sapphire haired female had been so hopeless that she had almost given up. But life snapped her out of it and she swore never to be that way again. And yet here she was again to be reduced to that same weakness... Pathetic.


But this time, Shizuka had learned that Time was a good physician and patience the best medicine. So with the help of some of Konoha's less interested medics and the occasional carer she pushed herself to health. Regaining both memories.... and stability. 

But it wasn't until a month ago, did she truly find her confidence in her footsteps once more.


During the Easter season, the young kunoichi had finally...finally started doing missions without the guidance of another. 
Usually, she would be accompanied by her good friend Shakai. A mysterious shinobi who was older than some and wiser than most. Or another who the leaf deem more than suitable to make up for her misgivings like Mitsuo or Kyohei. However when the note came through her door that day, there was no one waiting for her. No one for her to chase and no one for her to track. Just directions and a task... her first solo mission. And it was wonderful. For the first time in a long time, she didn't feel like a rotting tree in an emerald forest. She didn't feel useless. And Shizuka Houkyaku would do anything to hold on to that feeling. It didn't matter if the job was as simple as delivering a message or as dangerous as scouting out an enemy sanctuary. As long as she could accomplish it alone, it was enough for the young chuunin to feel like she mattered in this new world. 


The last time she had a chance to matter, was that morning. The Kunoichi was to go in to the forest and see if the army of bandits had returned. She and Kyohei had rid them of the most recent mob but rumour was that one escaped and alerted the others. it was her job to find out if there was any truth behind these whispers and report back of what she had discovered. And so it was; the young woman skimmed up through the forest, the hills, the wild lands of Konoha. Tracing the familiar pathways and weathered down footprints to the place where they had made camp.
Only to find... there was nothing. Not a trace of smoke among the blackened coals. No scrap of material where there once were tents. Not even the ground could prove evidence of people coming here before. They were safe for now. She was safe. And it was time to head back.

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Someone close? 

She hadn't got very far. Following the steadying sound of rushing water, and the memory of this land... Shizuka trod silently over the undergrowth... until suddenly. She stopped. Frozen. Standing in the shadows of large tree, out of sight, the porcelain pale female listened out for the sound of another life. Not saying anything. Just waiting... and listening. Watching him train with her ears and her mind. And then... when the time was right, she would cast her net and open her eyes to see through his. But for now, she would wait. Anxiously. Patiently. 

She would watch and wait.


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Crimson

Crimson


D-rank



A gaze at the clear water exposed his own reflection, a handsome young man, with crimson orbs, alabaster skin, and pure black hair, wearing a sleeveless shirt, and a small earring on his left ear, slender yet masculine figure, the boy stood and started doing punches as fast as he can, not letting up for even a second, he would continue his training, no matter the person, anyone that looked at him or his eyes, they would find a lonely empty child, he has no memories, nothing but few flashbacks, the world was a desert and he was stranded in the middle of nowhere, yet the boy thought nothing of it, there's nothing much he could do anyway, he had no goal, nothing to do and nothing to live for. Crimson was a mere child left alone by fate and the world, there was no future for him to look forward to.

Crimson was a loner in this world, that he was. He sat with his back to a tree, asking himself: “Who am I? Is there someone I care for out there? Why.. Do I... feel so.... Terribly alone...” He asked questions, many questions, but he had nothing of answers, he merely had his own emptiness, should Crimson remain this way, he would one day lose his emotions, even he knew that, his life was too colorless, and that he hated. He brought cups for two, but what was the need, he was alone. No friend, no lover, no mother or a father, no sister or a brother. One could simply say, he was dead inside, he had no reason to live, and that is what was most saddening, the emptiness within him, kills him and slowly.

He looked around the beautiful area as he searched for people, but none were in his sight, he was alone, with not a single person around, the young man sighed as he returned to where he set his things, and began pouring tea in a cup he brought along, with four other cups, thinking he might meet people out hear, the young man merely drank his tea elegantly and sweetly, as he enjoyed the view this beautiful place sported, Crimson would take sips of his drink as he looked around at the birds flying around, and frogs jumping from area to area, as he calmly sat down and listened to the singing of two beautiful love birds.

The young man merely sat there not knowing what to do, not even flinching, as he finished his cup, he would find it difficult for him to stay awake, he had exhausted himself from training on an empty stomach , his stomach rumbled and before long he fell asleep like a cute child on his thin small blanket, the cool sweet breeze caressing his hair, such gentleness, he couldn't help but fall asleep, his eyelids only got heavier and heavier.

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