Board Thread:Hitomi Hyuga/@comment-24479578-20160812184057/@comment-24479578-20160812184122


 * KasumiHozuki Arriving to the Sarutobi Compound, Seika’s face was drained of its colour; lifeless. The kunoichi had just witnessed Keldran die with her own eyes, they were a secret… No one was aware they had started a close nit relationship, Which made people confused why she was so distraught about Keldran. The only people that really knew were together was her parents and Shey because they knew her too well for it to be hidden.



So when Seika got to her door step and her mother saw her, Akiko could already read her face like an open book. Running out of the home she hugged her daughter tightly where Seika began to crumble in her mothers arms. “He’s gone mother. I thought he could have been the one… Why was he taken from me?” The 21 year old was not even crying anymore, she was so upset; asking not only her mother why but the universe.



“He’s in a better place my rose, He's watching over you and although you can not feel him there, he still cares for you and is probably sad that you have become this way just for him. Do you think he would want to see you suffering like this?” Akiko asked her daughter not crying, trying to be strong for her eldest daughter.



“No… But if he was here he would pick my head up and give me a kiss. Telling me everything would be okay, finishing off with a silly comment. Either way. I’m finished with this conversation. Hitomi’s parents are coming and we have 30 minutes to prepare everything… I will be telling Hitomi’s brave tale” Moving away from her mother Seika had pushed her heartbreak to the back of her mind and picked herself off the wheel chair sickly, walking herself into her home. It was a traditional, two story Japanese temple home. Walking in it would be like entering a emperors home, old red furniture with golden trims and designs. Crystal chandeliers hanging in all rooms on the ceiling. The flooring was the highest quality of a light coloured bamboo, to let the contrasting red pop all over the room. The walls had custom paintings of warriors and events telling the history of the clan and the kitchen was a modern white style.



It seemed their maid had cleaned the house from every inch. This was a relief… taking all of work off of her list. All she needed to do was get dressed, putting on a kimono that actually fit her body… The colour did not change it was black in sign of mourning the dead. Akiko wore her best Silk silver robes, that were a sign of her status in the clan, also being accompanied by her youngest daughter Sachi whom dressed in a navy blue kimono… Sachi was basically a mini version of Seika when she was in her normal physical state. Long jet black hair and golden green eyes.

“They should be arriving any moment, We have the butler out at the entrance waiting to escort them here” Seika said as she and the rest of her family waited at the door patiently.



“I picked these yellow roses today for her mother” Akiko smiled as she wondered just who hitomi’s mother and father were.



Butler:

Once the respected couple would arrive, Fuza would greet them with great kindness. “Hello my names Fuza, I will be leading you to the main house of the Sarutobi. If you need anything at all do not be shy to ask, Its a great honour to have the main Hyuuga house hold visit our compound” his voice was genuine and very welcoming as he could walk them through the neighbourhood of Sarutobi clan members. Hitomi’s parents would witness the beautiful gardens embellishing the compound in all its glory. “I’m sorry to say Seika’s father will not be attending due to the fact he is in a council meeting, but he sends his deepest apologies and regards” Fuza added as after about 5 minutes of walking they would make it to Seika’s family Mansion where the 21 year old would open it already sensing their arrival.



<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;line-height:normal;font-family:Helvetica;-webkit-text-stroke:rgb(0,0,0);">With a smile she could barely hold, she and her sister bowed simultaneously. But all that would be heard was the breaking of a vase and a loud screech from their mother. Also hearing Fuza run to clean the mess so no one would get cut. Standing straight and turning Seika saw Akiko’s eyes were welling with tears as she linked eyes Hitomi’s mother.

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<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;line-height:normal;font-family:Helvetica;-webkit-text-stroke:rgb(0,0,0);">“Miyako… It can not be…” Akiko would cry out, seeing her long lived friend.

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<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;line-height:normal;font-family:Helvetica;-webkit-text-stroke:rgb(0,0,0);">Turns out both the women had fought together in their early years as a squad. In fact they were very close; although they had not talked in years due to busy schedules; Akiko could still see her and Miyako together goofing off when they were in their primes. This Sarutobi was completely heart broken, her closest girl friend had lost her daughter and she had no idea Seika was her sensei. Dropping all the roses she was so fast, it took Seika by surprise… Her mother had to be at least 3 times faster then her own speed, jetting toward Miyako where she would give her the most emotional hug of the Hyuuga mothers life. Miyako would certainly know Akiko well enough to know she had no bad intentions approaching to her… She probably knew her like the back of her hand that Akiko was overwhelmed with sadness of Hitomi but yet so happy to see her again.

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<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;line-height:normal;font-family:Helvetica;-webkit-text-stroke:rgb(0,0,0);">“I can not explain how much my heart has broken for you” Akiko felt her tears well up in her eyes, whispering into Miyako’s ear. She actually remembered Hitomi, Akiko herself had seen Miyako when she was pregnant with the twins and was personally there to witness their births. For Akiko it was like loosing a blood niece or nephew.

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<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;line-height:normal;font-family:Helvetica;-webkit-text-stroke:rgb(0,0,0);">Shocked Seika was completely confused, she had no idea how her mother knew Miyako even Sachi was curious. Akiko rarely talked about her old life… there was vague things where she talked about the ‘good ole’ days’ but nothing more. The Sarutobi mother would attempt to hold Miyako for about 3 minutes where she would part and wipe away the tears.

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<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;line-height:normal;font-family:Helvetica;-webkit-text-stroke:rgb(0,0,0);">“Oh my, It seems my emotional personality has not changed at all. Its wonderful to see you both again… Where are my manners, Please come in. Seika and Sachi will lead you in while I prepare some tea” Walking into the home and away into the kitchen Akiko would begin making some green tea. While her daughters would lead them to the tea room. Sachin was much faster then Seika, since it was much harder for the Jonin to walk. It was also evident that Sachi was just as mature as Seika, taking it from their father.

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<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;line-height:normal;font-family:Helvetica;-webkit-text-stroke:rgb(0,0,0);">“Please sit” Seika would motion them to the red leather kneeling cushions on the floor, going around a red wood tea table. Waiting for them both to sit before she and her own sister would. Once they would be comfortable Seika would be across from them with her sister. Smiling, Seika’s body pain could easily be seen through her face and aching posture. “I wanted to begin by telling you guys, that Your daughter was the most beautiful and kind heart person I have ever met… Hitomi was not like any of the children in her generation, she had a will that I knew would surpass my own. So gentle… So strong… brave even. But most of all a warrior” Choking up a bit she took a deep breathe, remembering everything about her student. “Although most of the time we were together was just training… She was like the daughter I never had (The Shikamaru to her Asuma). I hate having favourites, but she was up there for me… She was all that I was not, even becoming the chunin commander because I knew she had the heart of a leader and would become something great… Which she was already. Out of all I truly wanted to tell her brave story of what happened” feeling her body shake, Seika found herself about to confront her biggest trauma. Taking a moment to calm herself she could feel her heart almost pounding out of her chest and her forehead sweat.

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<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;line-height:normal;font-family:Helvetica;-webkit-text-stroke:rgb(0,0,0);">“Heres the tea” Akiko would walk out pouring a cup for everyone as she sat down to support not only Seika but Miyako too.

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<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;line-height:normal;font-family:Helvetica;-webkit-text-stroke:rgb(0,0,0);">With her mother there… She felt more comfort as she began telling the story not even her mother heard before.

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<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;line-height:normal;font-family:Helvetica;-webkit-text-stroke:rgb(0,0,0);">“We arrived to the Sunagakure entrance. We were so prepared, all of us could sense what was going around us. The air smelled of blood and burning bodies, it visually looked like hell… We separated from Team Keldran as most teams went their own ways” Stopping for a second as she mentioned his name, it was like her breathe was taken from her… But she continued “We had entered a residential neighbourhood, where Hitomi had used her Byakugan to see that no body was left alive… There was blood every where, babies head’s smashed to a pulp. All I thought was, why were we sent here it seemed a lot worse than it was prescribed to us” Looking over to Sachi her nodded her away as this story was too much and she refused to allow her to hear it.

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<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;line-height:normal;font-family:Helvetica;-webkit-text-stroke:rgb(0,0,0);">It took Sachi only seconds to leave, allowing Seika to continue. “We pushed on; Me, Hitomi and Yuki in formation. We were all watching out for each other, I was protecting Hitomi’s blind spot with my sensory abilities and hitomi was looking from all angles… Yuki was our extra sensory ears and touch feeling. I believe she actually heard the enemy before he stuck us dead centre. His force was so strong as it hit the surface it sent a shockwave moving us away from each other, but since we were all ready to go we were able to keep our balance together and attack right away…” Trembling again it was hitting the time of climax. “He went straight for Hitomi first… I was sure she was going to get him but just in case my hands were already together to bind him and trap him. She preformed rotation with lighting chakra to enhance her movements… I dunno how he could have stopped her body. I sensed his chakra, his ability was alien to me… It flowed into her open tenketsu I believe. But I dunno how he did it, he stopped her movements and I immediately preformed my jutsu, struggling to understand how he stopped her… But it was too late, it was like a second, his chakra flowed into her body. It was like he could see and already know how she worked… He knew what she was going to do before she even did… It was like he had a dojutsu. But I can not confirm that, I did not look him in the eyes just in case he could preform genjutsu” Now crying Seika was rocking in her spot trying to control herself but the tears kept flowing. “She was cut up into pieces by his chakra, there was nothing I could do she was gone before I could even run to her… Thats when I felt something bad coming and I used body flicker to run away from it. This guy was more then all of us, I needed to tell the others… I needed to make sure the hokage and you guys would know what happened. But he was too strong…” Turning her body she would unwrap her kimono where she was wearing a tank top and shorts underneath. Showing her disfigured body, filled with the worst of burns… Also her unhealthy figure as she had stopped eating, she did not even touch her tea. “He used another alien jutsu, using fire around his body like a sort of chakra flow. He raised his temperature to something that would create a heat flash. I made it out in time almost dead but Kei saved me, out opponent did win though… because I may look alive but I’m not. He would have incinerated me and everyone else within the area, he successfully crippled me and destroyed a lot of my nervous system… Among a lot of other things” Turning back around and looking up at both of her parents with a heavy heart she spoke again struggling not to fall apart “He was so strong… That I could not even hold him with my paralysis jutsu for more than a second, I wanted to kill him so bad for taking Hitomi’s life… She deserved so much more then what she got. So thats when I knew I had to leave, I did not even know where I was going it was like my body moved on its own. I was just lucky I stopped in an area Kei had just arrived in. After that I blacked out, I thought I died right there. But he took me to a medical wing were they healed me to the point were I could walk but was very weak still” Taking a deep breath her voice cracked “I failed Hitomi and I failed Yuki. I Failed my team and I failed both you Miyako and Kenta. But I can say that even in the face of death, she looked like a champion… She knew what she was facing and she had no fear when death struck her, she was ready to kill the guy on spot. Hitomi was the most brave Kunochi I could have ever met and taught. But You will never know… That all she wanted to do was make you guys proud— I have no doubt she did… All she wanted to do was prove her worth to her clan, By God She did the first day I met her. You want to know why? Because all she had to do was show up and be who she was… And she exceeded my expectations from then on, almost won in the bell tests too with a killer combo. I apologize for all that has happened, But I just could not go on another minute without telling you guys her tale.”

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<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;line-height:normal;font-family:Helvetica;-webkit-text-stroke:rgb(0,0,0);">Her face was wet and her tears just continued to stream, while Akiko tried to cover her overwhelming feeling. She had no idea what Seika had been through… It was so horrific. But she understood that Miyako was in pain as well, Akiko lost Sishi. Sachi’s twin sister. So she knew perfectly what her friend was going through, where she would later take her time and talk to Miyako on her own once they were finished. 23:29, May 18, 2016
 * HitomiHyuga <p dir="ltr" style="margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;line-height:1.38;"><span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">Kinta had returned home after being invited to the Sarutobi Compound by the injured Jounin. His eyes looked about the kitchen where he had left his beloved wife and saw that she still sat there in silence with tears still streaming down her face. The cup of tea he had poured her still sat in the cup just as it had before he had left to see if there was any news of their daughter. Seeing Kenta walk up to her, Miyako looked up to him while wiping her eyes with the sleeve of her kimono. She’d sniff once and take a sip from the now cold tea before she looked back up to him and pressed her lips together a moment. She was torn between wanting to know and not wanting to know about their daughter.

<span style="font-weight:400;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:Arial;font-size:14.6667px;white-space:pre-wrap;line-height:1.38;">“Were you able to talk with Ikeru?” The woman asked with a shaky voice which showed that she was trying very hard to keep her composure in front of her husband.

<span style="font-weight:400;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:Arial;font-size:14.6667px;white-space:pre-wrap;line-height:1.38;">With a nod, he spoke softly. “I did not speak to Ikeru directly however, there were many there that wished the same answers as we did. Godric Fuma being one of them.”

<span style="font-weight:400;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:Arial;font-size:14.6667px;white-space:pre-wrap;line-height:1.38;">Miyako raised her hand to her lips as she inhaled sharply. “No… Don’t tell me that his son was part of this as well?” Miyako remembered treating Keldran Fuma after his three way battle with her daughter and B for their Chunin Exams.

<span style="font-weight:400;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:Arial;font-size:14.6667px;white-space:pre-wrap;line-height:1.38;">With a heavy sigh and a nod of his head, Kenta could only look to his wife. “It seems so. The young Fuma didn’t make it either. It seemed that there wasn’t any more than three of the first response that were sent out and came home alive.”

<span style="font-weight:400;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:Arial;font-size:14.6667px;white-space:pre-wrap;line-height:1.38;">Miyako bowed her head and closed her eyes. So many of these children she knew personally from having treated them through their lives or had helped bring them into this world. “How’s Mary handling it?”

<span style="font-weight:400;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:Arial;font-size:14.6667px;line-height:1.38;white-space:pre-wrap;">Kenta simply shook his head as he picked up his wife’s cold tea and took a sip from the porcelain. “I didn’t dare ask to be honest. Godric was pretty well enraged. I thought it best to leave the questions alone or for a time when he would be more suited to answer them.” He looked to the table a moment and then looked to his wife once more. “We’ve been invited to the Sarutobi compound by Hitomi’s jounin to hear the tale of our daughter’s last moments.” He’d wait a few moments as he saw his wife’s eyes once more begin to well up with tears. “I have accepted and I only wish for this to help aid in healing your broken heart, my orchid.”

<span style="font-weight:400;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:Arial;font-size:14.6667px;white-space:pre-wrap;line-height:1.38;">With a nod, Miyako looked up to her husband and let out a shaky exhale. “Then I will change and we will be on our way.” Nodding, Kenta helped his wife up and walked with her to their bedroom where he helped her put on a more appropriate black kimono to not only show that they were one of the Noble Clans of Konoha, but to represent the Hyuga Clan itself. She’d twist and tie her hair up while Kenta placed pins in it to keep it in place, all very simple in design. Kenta had changed as well and placed on some clothing that had matched Miyako’s in appearance. Once more, tying his hair back after Miyako had brushed it out once more. With both ready to go, they walked from the Hyuga Compound to that of the Sarutobi.

<span style="font-weight:400;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:Arial;font-size:14.6667px;white-space:pre-wrap;line-height:1.38;">Upon being greeted by the butler, Miyako and Kenta both would give a nod in thanks to the man before following him towards the main house of the Compound. Hearing the man’s words, Kenta gave a nod. “I understand. There are business matters that he must attend to as a member of the Council. That obligation I am not one to grumble over.” He said plainly as they continued to walk into the main home. The doors would open and Miyako stepped into the home with Kenta holding her hand in the crook of his elbow. But that was about to change when she heard the breaking of the vase upon the floor and a familiar voice calling out her name.

<span style="font-weight:400;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:Arial;font-size:14.6667px;white-space:pre-wrap;line-height:1.38;">The Hyuga woman’s eyes lifted to see those of an old and cherished friend’s. Her chest heaved as she’d let go of her husband’s arm and run towards her. “Akiko!” She cried as she wrapped her arms tightly around her long time and most treasured friend. Without warning, the tears once more began to fall as she realized that her daughter was Hitomi’s jounin. Now, not only did her heartbreak for her own loss but for the suffering of Seika as well. This was a comfort that she had needed. Knowing that her lifelong best friend would also be here, gave her a bit of ease.

<span style="font-weight:400;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:Arial;font-size:14.6667px;white-space:pre-wrap;line-height:1.38;">Kenta walked over and gave Akiko a soft smile that was not customary for him, but he had come to know that Akiko was one that his wife would fight him over no matter if they were wrong and he was right. He had come to accept this of his wife and her friend. “It is good to see you, Akiko. Thank you for allowing us into your home. Though I wish it was under better circumstances.” Miyako held on to her friend as they walked to the table and she left to the kitchen.

<span style="font-weight:400;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:Arial;font-size:14.6667px;white-space:pre-wrap;line-height:1.38;">Sitting across the table from Seika, Miyako gave the girl a warm smile remembering when she was just a child. “Thank you for speaking with us, Seika. This must be difficult for you as it is for Kenta and I. But I need to know what happened to my Hitomi.” Taking his seat with his wife, he gave a nod and looked to Seika as well.

<span style="font-weight:400;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:Arial;font-size:14.6667px;white-space:pre-wrap;line-height:1.38;">Silently, they listened to Seika’s story of what had transpired. Miyako felt herself begin to fall apart once more as she heard the tale of how her daughter came to her end. Kenta’s eyes went wide when he heard. She was gentle like her mother and still in the face of danger fought. Wanting nothing but his acceptance. It was upon hearing that she had done everything to gain their acceptance and pride, that Kenta felt the stab of sorrow and grief tear right through his heart. The hours of training and the bruises that she would come home with was all to make him proud. The man looked to the table with wide eyes of disbelief. She had done this all to make him proud of her. What sort of monster had he been to his daughter to drive her to such extents when she was as beautiful as her mother?

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;"> <span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">Miyako wept silently as she looked from Seika to Akiko then back to Seika. With the warm smile that Seika would have recognized from Hitomi, Miyako looked to the young woman with warmth in her sad eyes and in a shaky voice, spoke softly. “I thank  you for telling me of my daughter’s heroics. I do not need byakugan to see that this pains you as much as it does us.” Taking up the cup of tea that Akika had placed before her, she’d take a sip and look back to Seika. “Know that you are welcome to come to my home any time you need to. I will aid you in your healing both mentally and physically, where you can be comfortable and safe. You are also welcome to anything of Hitomi’s as a reminder of her should you wish it.” She said quietly before looking to Akiko and reaching for the woman’s hand for the comfort