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&&. once dismissed, monsters begun to ‘ spawn ’ from every dark corner of the realm . all eager to fest upon their prey ; 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐖 .
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#𝓨𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐆𝐈
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He paused. Her reaction felt ... Off. He would stay within her arms but he looked towards the ground.
“ You .. don't remember Himawari? ”
It may have struck him too late but it would slowly flow within my mind.
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𝒸radling his face 𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘺 within her hands , 𝘨𝘰𝘥 ——— she’s teetering on the brink again . 𝓁iving bone and flesh , 𝓌arm and 𝙪𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙣𝙞𝙖𝙗𝙡𝙚 ..and hers .
‘ .. 𝘏𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘪—.ᐣ
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“ You and dad haven't had us yet ... ”
He would slide back. His expression would grow soft as he closed his eyes. Looking up her hands with a small snicker.
“ Guess I won't spoil much more of the future for you then. ”
﹙...﹚
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As if he were a child waking from a bad dream. He would almost break once she returned his connection. Tears beginning to swell within his optics as he would rest his head against her shoulder. In silence he wept ...
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arms tighten 𝒿ust a little , emotion 𝓌𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 as tears gather at lashes . a 𝗤𝗨𝗜𝗘𝗧 plea trembles beneath it all ———— 𝒻ragile and 𝓎et sincere :
‘ .. 𝒾 𝘱𝘳𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴𝘯’𝘵 𝘢 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮 .’
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After a few moments ... He would eventually slip back. Cleaning his face as he would let out a small laugh.
“ It's been a couple years ... I'm a bit older I know. Heck .. I look like Uncle Sasuke. ”
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“ This place contains someone important to me ... I ask you don't disrespect him. ”
He would grow quiet before sitting back down before his mentor. A soften sigh escaped his lips.
“ I'll get stronger Sensei ... I promise. ”
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“ You're strong ... Far stronger than anyone I've ever faced. ”
He would tilt his temple as he would allow his arms to covered within the cloak. A soften huff passing his lips as he would spin around and looked towards the tree holding his mentor.
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“ Dattebasa ... ”
He would run towards her frame. Almost at a sprint. His arms extending out before tightening his grasp upon his mother's frame. A soften squeeze of her frame as he would shiver for a moment.
“ It's not a genjutsu ... ”
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no ———— 𝒾 don’t sense 𝒶nything malicious … 💭
even 𝓌ithout activating the 𝗕𝗬𝗔𝗞𝗨𝗚𝗔𝗡 , there was 𝓈till something foreign lingering at the edge of 𝒽er awareness , and yet … 𝒶chingly familiar .
‘ wait … m— …𝙢𝙤𝙢 .ᐣ ’