1 A time for sorrow (Training/Binsu/No Kill) Mon Dec 23, 2013 1:42 pm
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Indeed this was a time for sorrow, Haranobu hadn't even finished his peaceful breakfast when he had heard the news. Cleaning up the spilled cereal on his marble table, he noticed his face expression looked quite pittyful. As if he never even knew that he could be so sad, in such a lonely household. Indeed, Toyama had been alone for most of his entire life, no family to support him. The act that he fave off that made it seemed like he didn't care, was just some bullshit. Deep inside he did care, and he would cry and fuel the pain each and every day. For one his clan members, he had no idea who they were. He didn't even as much learn about his own clan, Genko, or master the secret techniques. No one had been there to help guide him to become a very good person as a child, this he hated. But, this all ended when he heard the most fantastic news around the village. A Genko Clan member had returned to Kumogakure.
To be honest, Toyama had no clue why a Genko Clan member would stick or even come back to their original village, since they were scattered. But, he wasn't about to sit around and wait for the answer. Immediately he cleaned up the cereal in a much faster pace, and grew intense veins on his face. There had been a LOT of questions that Haranobu had about his clan, and even someone else within his family that he wondered about every now and then. His only hope for this valuable information would have been a Genko Clan member, and now was his opportunity. After he ad finished cleaning up his cereal, he gathered some basic equipment he though he would need. Haranobu knew this person had been a former clan member, but he didn't know how they acted or the way they associated there selves. Despite this thought, Tayama insisted that he must do whatever it takes too find his answer key. Walking out of his small cottage, he noticed groups of people walking down the street, not noticing himself a fellow shinobi. This was actually good in his opinion, so no one would suspect anything was wrong. In the front the Kumohakure Gate he saw a shadowy figure, but didn't know exactly who it was. Haranobu knew he had to get a better view, so he squeezed in between other groups of people trying to cut in line for such a fine sight.
When Toyama had finally reached the front of the Konohagakure gate stood a man. This man was somewhat familiar for some reason, like he knew him as a child. He didn't look like such a nice guy, his face kind of scary.
What he was thinking the whole time was about one question.
"Does he know my father?"