1 Kikyō ~ Homecoming {Open} Sat Apr 14, 2018 5:52 am
Retsu
D-rank
Konohagakure, The Village Hidden in the Leaves. It has been nearly five years since the young Aburame was last here, the boy looked down upon the village from the top of the Hokage Rock having climbed up the back of the mountain in the cover of night rather than entering the village from the gate. The sun was just rising over the horizon casting an orangish red glow across the sky as well as cascading over the buildings of the village. It was hard to believe how little it had seemed to change over the years, with the exception of a couple of things everything seemed the same as it was when he left. As he turned to begin walking down the mountain path he wondered what else had changed and what had stayed the same, it was obvious that the guard around Hokage Rock had not changed as he was able to climb the back side of the mountain and not be apprehended in the process. Of course now that he was within the village he doubted anyone would say anything, after all he was an Aburame one of the pillar clans of the village. The boy then began to wondered if the Hokage was the same man as it was when he had graduated the academy five years ago. Of course he could just go into the museum there on the mountain and find his answer, however the boy would rather meet the man himself rather than learn about him from some plaque next to a statue. He would be able to tell more about the man if he meet him in person so he made a mental note to spot by the administration office to arrange some kind of meeting with the man to talk about his future with the village. For now the boy would settle for a stroll around the village, taking in the site and seeing just how much the village had changed since he was last here. He doubt anyone would know him, save for those of the Aburame that knew him and his parents. To those not from the clan of the village he would just be another bug, just like all the rest of the Aburame or at least that was how the boy had come to think of what the villager's think of him. Not that it bothered him what others thought of him even if they were from of his own clan, things that are unknown or hard to understand are often looked down upon or feared and the connection that the Aburame share with their Kikaichu was something that most did not understand. By the time the boy reached the village street the sun had risen slightly higher into the sky, the villager's were just starting to fill the streets of the village off to work or whatever it was that they were doing today.
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