1 Moonlight (Masu)(NSFW)(Masu X Shizuo) Mon Jan 07, 2019 11:19 am
Shizuo
D-rank
Save me~
The building crashed on top of the young man. He was buried alongside his family, and his colored eyes witnessed that horror as his limbs were pinned under rocks and the rubble of his crashing home. The young man angrily screamed at the top of his longs hoping and praying someone would hear them and rush to their aid but as he was buried, no one appeared in his sight. He cried as he witnessed his family buried dying in front of him. He witnessed the horror of being buried alive as the pain of every bone in his body breaking tore his brain to pieces.
The eyes once known as beautiful were drenched in blood terrified and angry, cursing at the bloody existence of those that brought upon this calamity that has befallen the young man and his loved ones. There was no glory in this weakness he felt. He was incapable of escaping the rubble that buried him. He was incapable of saving his loved ones. His family's screams filled his ears as he fought against his helpless situation with every ounce of strength. It was all for nothing.
However, the calamity that hit the small family of four would not take them down. His sister and mother survived, and the young man barely survived. However, no calamity leaves without prices paid. His sister was crippled, and his mother became frail, weak, and sickly. The young man remained in bed for a full year. Ninety per cent of his bone had shattered. It took miraculous Jutsu and expert medical attention to save him. He regained all functions of his body and he was fully saved and not crippled. However, scars of the calamity that occurred remained. Thirty-three of the young man's body is covered in scars.
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He woke up in terror in a quick motion as he sat upright on his bed his eyes wide open as a tear rolled down his cheek. Another problem that scared his body, or specifically his eye, was the function of his red eye. His red eye could no longer shed tears, it was damaged during the collapse of their home. he stood up and wore his typical black outfit and left the house in secret. The young man's destination today wasn't the training field. The young man was headed for a secret destination that was recently established by the young people around Suna. It was a secret underground club. There isn't any criminal activity in the club, while there were a lot of underage people drinking and smoking.
The young man was never into either but for tonight he wanted to forget the painful tragedy. Perhaps today was when he'd get a stiff drink. He walked barely hidden thanks to his height. He went down the stair leading to the door of the club. The young man knocked on the door and a lady opened the door asking for a password. The young man gave the lady a disapproving look, and in reply she said "Ugh fine! You could just say it you know!" She opened the door fully and he went in and sat in the corner.
He relaxed and asked for a glass of whiskey to drink and it was delivered to the young man with a note under the glass. The young man held the glass and took the note with his other hand and opened the note. Within it was information for a destination and a mission to do. The young man waited and looked at the people dancing and drinking. After half an hour, he drank what was in his glass, and nodded and left money under the glass as he slid the note that he received in his pocket. He then got up and left the club and as he was a few meters away he spat whatever he had "drank." He didn't drink anything but kept the whiskey in his mouth. The club's organizer and owner was an accomplice. The club owner would give Shizuo the information about suspicious activity and Shizuo would act like a regular customer. The reason behind the club was for them to collect information they wouldn't obtain anywhere else. It was a small but organized scheme. The young man read the note once more. He was supposed to head to a location in three hours. Apparently, a bunch of bandits are planning on sneaking some sort of bundle of drugs. Shizou would stop them. However, until then he enjoyed a silent and calm walk in the streets of what remains of his town. The wind brushing against his hair and caressing his face as he walked.
The young man was determined to save his country and its people. He was fifteen, but he was no idiot. He would utilize every aspect about himself. His mind, his physical strength, and his strength in Jutsu, all in order to save his people. It was funny, the closest thing he had to a friend was that club owner and they were simply doing business. Shizuo helps fund the club, the club owner obtains all revenue, and in return Shizuo gets the information he needs.
The young man felt lonely, but his loneliness was something he ignored. He'd rather focus on people's trouble than his own problems. Still, the young man didn't whine or complain. He wanted to serve his people and he wanted to help his country. However, more than anything, he wanted to find his target and kill her. The path he's taking is a dark one, and it is even more difficult when he is so alone. Still he enjoyed a relaxing walk. He wouldn't pass the opportunity of a relaxing walk an enjoyable moment of respite while the duty he owed his people and his vengeance were pushed to the back of his mind for a moment. But moments of respite don't last long. He knew that in a few hours he had a place to be in, and people to harm, criminals to stop.
"Tonight's wind is rather pleasant..."
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