1 We Reap What We Sow [Trilby/Akiko, No Kill, Invite Only] Sat Apr 20, 2013 2:38 am
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It was an average day in Sunagakure for Diaki, he sat in his backyard his blind eyes staring blankly into the distance at stone privacy wall he and his daughter had built years ago. The blind Uchiha sat and pondered over his life, his valorous hunts in which he ended the lives of villainous scum, and his less noble pursuits of his younger age. While the elderly Uchiha had made a plethora of mistakes he liked to believe he did enough good to counter balance the evil, he hoped fortune would smile not necessarily upon him but upon his lineage, he hoped his sins wouldn’t be forced upon his only heir one day, his daughter, Akiko. However a day of reckoning was quickly approaching the elderly Uchiha, one he could not foresee and one that he could not stop.
Diaki’s now sensitive ears picked up on the sound of movement echoing from the interior of his home, slowly he stood to his feet. His left hand touched the course stone wall as he shakingly took a step towards the backdoor to his house. The sound of the steps didn’t sound like any he had heard before, they were too heavy to be his wife’s or his daughter’s but perhaps he was wrong, perhaps his ears were going out as well.
Akiko? Is that you? If so I am out here, come and tell me about your night, how did the mission go? Your mother went to the Market and will not be home for a few more hours, so come and regale me with your stories. Diaki called out with a small smile and chuckle.
Out of all the lies Diaki had told one thing he never lied about was his love for not only his daughter but his wife as well. He had ruined so many lives, either on his blade or through iron shackles, but his family was, in his mind, the sign that he had truly done some good in this life. The old and blind Uchiha would slowly make his way back to the chair he sat in and wait for the source of the footsteps to join him.
So Akiko, tell me about your mission hmm? This old Shinobi is dying to know how it went. Diaki asked yet again, his excitement clear upon his voice.
[Sharingan 1st Tomoe Word Count 394/1500]
Diaki’s now sensitive ears picked up on the sound of movement echoing from the interior of his home, slowly he stood to his feet. His left hand touched the course stone wall as he shakingly took a step towards the backdoor to his house. The sound of the steps didn’t sound like any he had heard before, they were too heavy to be his wife’s or his daughter’s but perhaps he was wrong, perhaps his ears were going out as well.
Akiko? Is that you? If so I am out here, come and tell me about your night, how did the mission go? Your mother went to the Market and will not be home for a few more hours, so come and regale me with your stories. Diaki called out with a small smile and chuckle.
Out of all the lies Diaki had told one thing he never lied about was his love for not only his daughter but his wife as well. He had ruined so many lives, either on his blade or through iron shackles, but his family was, in his mind, the sign that he had truly done some good in this life. The old and blind Uchiha would slowly make his way back to the chair he sat in and wait for the source of the footsteps to join him.
So Akiko, tell me about your mission hmm? This old Shinobi is dying to know how it went. Diaki asked yet again, his excitement clear upon his voice.
[Sharingan 1st Tomoe Word Count 394/1500]