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PostPosted: Sat Oct 07, 2017 1:01 am 
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The Konoha Cemetery is where citizens of the village are buried and is located at its outskirts. The cemetery has a sculpture at the front, representing the Will of Fire of the village, and has the kanji for Hokage (火影, Literally meaning: Fire Shadow) inscribed on its base. The village has maintained it's upkeep pretty well as lots of famous shinobi are buried here that have managed to have their bodies recovered and the formal proper ceremonies have taken place. The grounds have an upkeep but it is regularly known that Genin have been given missions to clean, maintain and replace flowers at the various gravesites.

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PostPosted: Fri Jul 13, 2018 1:13 am 
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The darkness enveloped the entire village, the bright lights of the village shined brightly. The sky was clear and a host to millions and millions of bright white stars that danced within the sky for what appeared to be miles. The light cool summer air blew through the valley that housed Konohagakure. The Konohagakure Cemetery known to all within the village as a sacred place. The location housed many burial plots of it's villagers, either to death because of natural causes or even to the often worst of dying in the line of duty. Today was a somber day for most, especially for the man whom stood at the entrance to the area, next to the right of the sculpture at the entrance. He stood with his hands in his pockets, his hair blowing gently with the gust of wind that blew in off the mountains to the west.


The man was clad in some black shorts, and a black shirt that carried the Uchiha clan symbol embroider across the back, complete with open toe sandals. He breathed in deeply and slowly exhaled. It's been thirteen years to the day, today. In the beginning shortly after the war would come here every night with a flask of sake and just sit by the grave of his mother and father and drink himself into a stupor. He would often times pass out asleep once upon a time at there grave. His chest heavy with pain, that hollow feeling of emptiness that no matter how much he tried to find solace in the bottom of that flask, it was only temporarily masking the inevitable. That no matter how much he tried to run from the reality he couldn't. In the beginning Seto thought of ending his life as a shinobi. The fact he stood here and was staring exactly at the location where they are buried, the feelings came rushing back as if it was yesterday. He could almost see himself now within his memories doing the most destructive behavior someone can do who is racked with grieving. His eyelids slightly lowered from the pending sadness that still hits him.


He recalled how he sat here one night of one of the many nights he came here, knelt down in front of there grave with an kunai in his right hand. The hand trembling, the flask spilled out onto the ground. He thought that committing Jigai would allow it all to end. As he brought the kunai up to his neck, Seto forcibly closed his own eyes as he recalled the events with clear detail as if it happened yesterday. He slowly opened his eyes as they again rested at that half open mark. He spent most of his days now hiding these emotions from the world and others. And, on the anniversary of the day he can come here alone and express it. Let out all of the hiding, the feelings. Over the years it got easier to manage but he knew within his heart it will never go away. It may get easier, but that feeling will never leave. He raised his right hand up from his side and rested it on his chest where his heart was. It hurt here, it felt like a cringing pain that never dulled. Just ached and ached and ached and no amount of drinking, training or anything he does helps. He was ashamed of these feelings, scared to show it to others. He felt it made him weak, and he was weak that day. He couldn't save them.


Damn. I can't even remember your faces, the sound of your voices. I feel even more shame for that.


In his left hand was flowers in vase, tiger lilies to be exact. His mothers favorite flowers. Seto stopped coming here everyday like he used too about seven years ago, as he finally came to terms with he needed to stop tormenting himself the way he did. He was never gonna be the same as he once was if he didn't come to terms with reality. The reality of the life they live. The truth of it and how this isn't honoring his mother or father. That was a bitter pill to swallow. The fact he came here alone and most who knew him kept a distance from him. He just had this aura of sadness that wafted from him with such intensity it was unnerving to others. Seto felt it too cause it was coming from him. He slowly lowered his head toward the grass in front of him adverting the gaze he had on the tombstone for his mother and father. Buried next to each other something in there will they had established. He could feel the tears slowly staring to form at the corners of his eyes, the tear-ducks giving way to small streaks dancing down the sides of his cheeks. He didn't bawl like an uncontrollable child like he used to. It was just the sudden release of all that build up from walking around stuffing down deep within his core something he has come to terms with but, not fully.


They say some people never get over it. He wondered if that may be his fate. He finally mustered up the courage now to walk forward now, being careful to respect the graves of others by walking the pathways around others buried as he felt it was very disrespectful to walk over a grave. As he came within two meters of the grave he stopped, his eyes traveling down to the neat itching in the dark marble colored grave of Uchiha, Koji on the right side and on the left side was Uchiha, Ami. The Uchiha clan symbol was carved into the grave too. Seto lowered his body down onto his knees just looking at the names. He would sit down the vase down on the right of his mother's name. As his right index finger rested on the engraving of his mother brushing against it slightly. He would then move the hand over to his fathers name doing the same tracing. He would then lower his head in a bow of respect. He would rest it in that position for a couple minutes as the wind blew through his hair. He would do something he hasn't done in a long time, reaching into his pocket he pulled out a silver flask, unscrewing the cap and bringing it to his lips, he took a big gulp from the flask as the contents drained into his throat, creating a warm sensation in his chest. He would then screw the cap closed and placed the flask down onto his fathers part of the grave. He sat there for a moment as he just closed his eyes, he hated drinking because of the feelings he would experience when intoxicated. He would begin to speak out loud as if they were there though in a low whisper, his eyes still remaining the same as when he entered the area.

"Two years ago, I became an Jinchuuriki as well as Jonin. It's been a long road since you left. I know you would not like seeing me like this. But, had our roles been reversed you'd likely be doing the same thing as me. I apologize for not visiting more often but, I am sure you understand. Nope, mother I haven't settled down and had children yet. I want too but I don't know if I want to bring a child into this world we live in. Love is great and love for a child is even greater. But, after experiencing this I would not want my child to experience it. I was close to never recovering. There is no promise my children would be able to do the same. I hope you forgive me mother for feeling that way. Father, you were bold and hot headed like I am now. The Uchiha clan is still separated of course, and I know that was something that bothered you to the core of your very being. That was your motivation and I am trying to still figure out a way to fix something that has been that way long before even you were alive."



The wind blew again as Seto became silent, as he just now wanted to sit in silence with them. He would love to hear their voice again, he never kept pictures of them because Seto was once an children with those rose colored glasses on knowing nothing at all. He never thought that far ahead despite now knowing how cold the world really is.

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 Post subject: Re: Konoha Cemetery
PostPosted: Fri Jul 13, 2018 7:40 am 
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Man, it's nights like tonight I wish I could still share with you. The Akimichi Jounin lay behind the large tombstone dedicated to those that had lost their lives in active duty. His hands were propping up his head as he counted the stars one by one. Inoe had always liked the idea of counting stars. To take on a task so large you knew you could never accomplish it. She said it gave her purpose, like no matter what happened there would still be stars to count. He gave that a lot of thought recently. What gave him purpose? Was it his competitions with Shikaji? Was it the village? Those didn't feel as impactful when he said them. Perhaps he was just overthinking it? Maybe his purpose didn't need to be so large as to never be able to accomplish?

Pondering over these things, he could hear footsteps behind him. It wasn't uncommon for people to visit the cemetery throughout the night. The footsteps stopped, I hope whoever you're here for, they're resting easy. he thought. He wasn't a deeply spiritual man, in fact he was one quite anchored to his flesh, but in times of grieving he understood as well as anyone that the spirit was far stronger.

Closing his eyes, he began to hear a familiar voice. It was one he heard many times growing up. It had scolded him as a Genin, chided him as a Chuunin, and congratulated him as a Tokubetsu Jounin. It belonged none other than to one Seto Uchiha. Most memories involving the guy were too serious for him to personally take seriously, the guy always felt like he needed to lighten up and live a little. He smiled softly at his unmeant joke. Living a little in a cemetery, what a strange thought.

The voice was no louder than a whisper but in the silent night air it carried just as well as a casual tone. The first thing to come out of the man's mouth was an admittance to being a Jinchuuriki. The Akimichi opened his eyes remembering something that happened years ago, an attack from Shukaku that he had just been underqualified to help with. Ah, so that's what happened to it. Continuing to eavesdrop, he began to feel bad for doing so. This was a moment the Uchiha had meant to share with only his lost loved ones, not some teen that just happened to be hanging out with an old friend.

After a few moments once the man had finished speaking, Chojiro made an annoyed face and let out a fake cough. It was too quiet and he couldn't just lay there. Sitting up, the top of his head would show over the tombstone before he stood and pat the dirt off of himself.

"It's a beautiful night isn't it, old man?"

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 Post subject: Re: Konoha Cemetery
PostPosted: Sun Jul 15, 2018 8:21 pm 
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Seto would keep his head bowed as he heard a cough, which caused his eyes to open as he slowly lifted his head up from the leaning forward bow he was doing to honor his mother and father. His black eyes fixated to focus see an familiar person in front of him wiping the dirt off his body. It was one of the freshest Jonin recruits. One Seto remembers fondly. He sat there on his knees just watching the man wipe dirt off of himself, Seto's eyes never changed from there sad dejected look. The drooping of the eyes as if it was a fresh loss still showed. It was a rare thing for anyone to see of Seto but, it was hard to hide it in this place. Cause, this was his release from it. The words that come next didn't shock Seto but made a weak smile appear across his face.

"It's a beautiful night isn't it, old man?"

"Beautiful in terms of the looks in the sky with the stars and the weather. Yes it is. But, can't be an old man if I'm still in my twenties."

Seto would glance back down at the grave briefly before returning his gaze to Chojiro, obviously Seto heard the story about the lost of a member of there Shika-Ino-Cho team. While he knew her some he wasn't close but could feel for the torment he may experienced in the aftermath her death on himself. That would also mean he may understand Seto. But, how much else did Chojiro hear? It mattered little as he would reached for the flask before standing up, bringing the silver lipped lining to his lips as he took a swig of the contents, the cool contents filling his mouth as they go down the esophagus creating a warming sensation in his chest. As he finished the sip he would pull the flash down and remain in front of the grave looking toward Chojiro in silence for a couple seconds before speaking. The same look of sorrow in his eyes is the first time Chojiro would see this kind of emotion from Seto.


"It would seem we both know the feeling all to well huh?"

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 Post subject: Re: Konoha Cemetery
PostPosted: Mon Jul 16, 2018 1:38 am 
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Placing his hands into the pockets of his black track pants, Chojiro lowered his head, softly shaking it back and forth. "Sure you can. Age is more than just a number. Sometimes it comes with the attitude. You've been old since I was a kid, Seto." He made his way around the headstones between them carefully avoiding stepping on any of the graves as he did so. He slowly took a spot next to the Uchiha, looking down on the names that he had come to visit. His parents. Probably hurts more than losing Inoe, I can't even imagine something like that.

They stood in silence for a bit after Seto asked his question. It wasn't that Chojiro hadn't heard him but was trying to phrase it the best he could. If it were Shikaji he'd know what to say right off the bat. He was always the smart one. After another few quiet seconds Chojiro let out a small chuckle.

"You could say that again. I always thought it would get easier y'know? I thought trying my best to move forward, me and Shikaji's little competitions, missions, eating, I thought all of that stuff would help me keep living but man, it's hard sometimes. I still think she's going to be there sometimes, waiting to scold us or that she'd come running into the gym with good news or our next mission." He reached a relaxed arm up and began to rub the back of his neck, "Do you regret being a shinobi? Sometimes I think that if I hadn't taken this life that she'd still be around."

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 Post subject: Re: Konoha Cemetery
PostPosted: Wed Jul 18, 2018 3:17 pm 
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"Sure you can. Age is more than just a number. Sometimes it comes with the attitude. You've been old since I was a kid, Seto."

A smile crept across Seto's lips as he brought the flask up to his lips, taking a swig of the alcoholic contents it contained. It may come as a shock or not with him drinking. It's a rarity in itself to see him out in public doing it. I mean, who's gonna arrest the guy? The Konohagakure Police Force? He then pulled the flash from his lips as the man circled around to stand next to him. Seto wasn't looking at the graves right now. He was looking upward toward the sky.

"Well, I suppose it's a blessing. To be able to say that I am old. Some didn't get to."

The somber moment is why he was looking toward the sky, the blacks of his iris has stars reflecting in it's cold dark embrace. That was reality. He would wish for it to not be the case. But, he has been tasked with some heavy burdens. The emotional turmoil of losing his mother and father. The strain on his heart that he is living with something in him who makes him someone people fear, that some people crave. And, that puts everyone around him he does care about at risk. And, in that goes full circle to see his mother and father dying. He don't want to experience it again. With old age comes wisdom. And, the dull ache knowing that it may happen again and you can try and try but sometimes fate is predetermined. It bothered him. And, he had to get stronger. Has he gotten stronger? His eyes traveled away from the sky down to the gravestone in front of him. The last two burdens are the biggest, but one of the reasons he intends to keep on living for. The Uchiha blood that courses through his veins and the future of the world. The young children of this village. His students. People who look up to him. He has that and with his last breath he will make sure they stay alive and he doesn't die leaving them the chance to feel the same as he did. He had to find a way to stay alive even in a memory. The thoughts were broken the chuckle from Chojiro caused Seto look at him.

"You could say that again. I always thought it would get easier y'know? I thought trying my best to move forward, me and Shikaji's little competitions, missions, eating, I thought all of that stuff would help me keep living but man, it's hard sometimes. I still think she's going to be there sometimes, waiting to scold us or that she'd come running into the gym with good news or our next mission."

He knows those emotions quite well actually, Seto opt to listen but offer nothing to say as he had hard time with it himself. Seto looked away again and back down at the tombstone of his mother and father. He understands quite well the feeling of it not getting easier. As Chojiro then would go to reach his hand up to rub the back of his neck. Seto breathed in slightly and exhaled as the wind shifted in the area and it got slightly more chilly out. The change in the wind brought goosebumps to Seto's skin. Then the words that would come next was posed as a question toward Seto.

"Do you regret being a shinobi? Sometimes I think that if I hadn't taken this life that she'd still be around."

Seto would remain silent for a couple moments, bringing the flask back up to his lips and tipping his head back take a nice decent drink. As it washed down his chest and that warming sensation hit again he would bring the arm holding the flask back down to the side of his body. He would remain staring at his mother and father's tombstone as he spoke.

"I don't regret it because it's been in my family for years to be an shinobi. I would be lying to you if I didn't blame myself. Thinking I could have done more. Trained harder. I would then sometimes think I was weak cause of it happening. And, then other times I was so wrecked with grief that I thought it wasn't worth living. The truth of it is and what my old age has taught me. Is they would be unhappy if we changed how we lived our life on an accord of there death. Sometimes it becomes so unbearable that unfortunately it does happen. I used to think that way. Now, I have new bonds. Those I have formed in absence of my mother and father. I will hold strong onto that bond with them, cause it's what my mother and father would have wanted. I trust that Inoe would be unhappy if you stopped being a shinobi. So, you still have a friend left in this world. Reality is Inoe is still with you. Maybe not in the physical but, for sure in the spiritual."

Seto would turn toward Chojiro, placing his right hand on his shoulder of the man, looking toward him with a serious look but a closer look in his eyes you can see for a single moment the tinge of pain raising to the surface briefly but slowly going away.

"It never goes away. It just gets easier. You have people who think you should remain here for awhile. After all, you are an Jonin now. Soon, you will have if you already don't have someone who looks up to you like a father. You may not be blood related but they become your family. I care about my students that I would do anything to protect them. I know that is what my mom and dad would want for me and it would bring them great joy."

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 Post subject: Re: Konoha Cemetery
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The sudden words of wisdom came as quite a shock. In the time that Chojiro had known Seto the Uchiha hadn't said many things that weren't some form of scolding but it seemed there was a side to him that he had never seen before. "True, I know of a few I'd have liked to grow old with." The moment grew pretty somber as they both turned their attention to the stars. It only made the Akimichi hurt more, so he quickly went on. As Seto reflected and eventually responded, the cool air picked up. Luckily Chojiro was wearing his usual jacket so the cold's bite was held mostly at bay. The older Uchiha's words bit much harder and despite the warmth his jacket provided it did little against the truth the man spoke. He had thought the same thing so many times. If he had been stronger or faster, if he had been a better Sensor, if he had been paying more attention. Anything, everything he could have done better could have maybe, just maybe, kept her alive. If he could have changed something then maybe Inoe would be standing with him today and he wouldn't be in the cemetery doing his best to hold back the shaking. He wouldn't be clenching his fists deep in his pockets to stop from crying.

"That's Shikaji's kind of thing. The spiritual stuff. I've never been good at that. I guess I'm too focused on the physical aspects of things." He removed a hand from his pants pocket and rummaged around into his jacket before producing two boxes of pocky sticks, offering one to the Uchiha next to him. Popping his own box open he grabbed four of them, placing them into his mouth and snapping off a generous portion before chewing slowly. He sighed when the older Jounin admitted that it never went away, something he had come to accept but hope wasn't true. The word Jounin however caused him to stop Seto, "Don't. Don't call me that. Shikaji and I, we're Tokubetsu Jounin, it's different. Inoe...she always said the three of us would make Jounin together so without her..." He left the implication hanging. Without her, he and Shikaji would never take the title of Jounin.

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 Post subject: Re: Konoha Cemetery
PostPosted: Thu Jul 19, 2018 9:40 pm 
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"True, I know of a few I'd have liked to grow old with."

He would not offer anything in response to this revelation made by Chojiro, opting to enjoy the serenity surrounding them in the air, despite his words biting more. That was reality and Seto has ditched the rose colored glasses along time ago. He wouldn't see what the younger shinobi was doing cause he was still locked in the staring at the sky, but being broken by him speaking again, which the words made sense that he spoke.

"That's Shikaji's kind of thing. The spiritual stuff. I've never been good at that. I guess I'm too focused on the physical aspects of things."

The older Jonin smiled but he kept his eyes focused on the sky, without taking his eyes off the sky in front of him. The stars are so bright, that cold wind that blew in off the mountains was not rare around these parts. He would hear what sounds like rustling coming from the side of him as Seto stops looking at the sky to notice him producing two boxes of pocky sticks. He would observe Chojiro handing him a box that was labeled strawberry. Seto would put the flask back into the cloak of his and reach his right hand out to accept the pocky of course with a nod of gratitude for the nice gesture. As Seto held the box, we would open it with his right hand grabbing out a single strawberry one and slowly placing the sweet strawberry coated biscuit in the corner of his mouth, biting down and slowly chewing, the rush of flavor was very sweet and tasty. But, the follow shinobi was not in the least shocked about the words that came next.

"Don't. Don't call me that. Shikaji and I, we're Tokubetsu Jounin, it's different. Inoe...she always said the three of us would make Jounin together so without her..."

He noticed the man didn't finish his sentence, he didn't have to. Seto knew what the finish was gonna be. He finished chewing abit, allowing the chewed pieces to empty into his throat and swallow the sweet tasting pocky before speaking, he would turn his head to look at Chojiro, and calmly speaking.

"Take it from me kiddo. I understand exactly how ya feel. But, look at it this way. Inoe is a Jonin. She is an amazingly brave shinobi. And, always will be. I can assure you that she would be sadden by you and Shikaji relinquishing your dreams to become Jonin cause she isn't here with us. It may take some time to come to terms with and by no means am I judging you for your feelings. I called you an Jonin cause you are a brave shinobi who endures and you live by your nindo. I called you a Jonin because Chojiro, you are my equal. And, if I was a betting man. Inoe is here right now. In spirit. I know you don't do the spiritual thing. But, that wind that blew, didn't it feel slightly different to you? It did to me. That wasn't any normal wind."


He would slowly look away from Chojiro, for a couple seconds before leaning down in front of his mother's part of the grave picking a flower from his mom's vase, she had plenty of them and this was something that Seto felt deep from within. He would raise himself back up to his feet, and start walking toward Inoe's grave-site, Seto knew where it was of course. He made sure to respect the other graves, as he stood in front of her grave, he would wait for Chojiro to join him in front of the grave first. When Chojiro finally stood next to him or wherever he stood, Seto would kneel down, laying the rose on her tombstone neatly next to her name, but not covering her name at all. Seto looked at the grave for a moment, in silence. As if he was again paying his respects, he would stand up, looking toward Chojiro, placing a right hand on his shoulder and speaking, the rest of the pocky stick hanging from the side of his mouth but not obstructing his words whatsoever.

"I can promise you with full confidence. Inoe is proud of you both. So, try to do yourself a favor. And, never let go of your dream. She wouldn't want you too."

Seto would let his shoulder go, turning away from him and turning to face Inoe's grave again, placing his hands at the sides of his body, and lowering his head south in a bow, showing respect to her by bowing to her, as he brought his head up, he was quickly reminded of the feelings from seven years ago, but he shoved those emotions deep quickly and fast.

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 Post subject: Re: Konoha Cemetery
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In most instances Chojiro would go along with the elder Uchiha. Age brought wisdom as they say, but the way he talked about Inoe, himself, and Shikaji, it couldn't be further from the truth. "It was never our dream, it was always hers. Shikaji and I, we would've been fine staying Chuunin. Inoe was the one who always pushed us to be better. We took this title in honor of her, to show her that we wouldn't stop progressing but we'll never take that spot without her. Her dream was for the three of us and I won't tarnish that dream." He took another handful of sticks and angrily bit into the six, chewing silently as he brooded. It wasn't until his nindo was brought up that he nearly choked on the mouthful, slamming a fist into his chest to help move the food down.

"My nindo? Seto you do know my nindo is to be a senpai to as many as possible right? I may live by that nindo but it's hardly one I think garners the respect you give it." He did respect the older shinobi's attempts to make him feel better and honestly his words about Inoe being with them and being proud did make him feel more at ease. He turned and opened up his jacket, allowing the wind to blow through it and up this sleeves. He still wasn't a very spiritual person, but he could kind of see what Seto was talking about. As he turned back he noticed the man taking a flower from his parent's headstone and walking over to Inoe's. He clenched his jaw in an attempt to hold back the sudden surge of emotions that came with the gesture and walked over to her resting place. Seto placed the flower near her name and then stood, placing a hand on the Akimichi's shoulder.

"Thank you. I can't tell you how much that means to me." He bowed his head in respect as well before turning to do the same to the man's parents resting place. He had no flower to give them and hoped Seto wouldn't mind.

"So, you got a team huh? Are they going to be participating in the upcoming Exams?" He asked, hoping to steer the conversation to anything less melancholy than what they had been talking about up until this point.

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 Post subject: Re: Konoha Cemetery
PostPosted: Thu Jul 26, 2018 8:38 pm 
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"It was never our dream, it was always hers. Shikaji and I, we would've been fine staying Chuunin. Inoe was the one who always pushed us to be better. We took this title in honor of her, to show her that we wouldn't stop progressing but we'll never take that spot without her. Her dream was for the three of us and I won't tarnish that dream."

Seto remained silent for a moment allowing the words and obviously feelings settle as he chewed on his stick for a couple moments, letting the moment pass even as the man slammed a fist into his chest. He can understand where he is sort of coming from. He would finish chewing as the man would speak again, his wisdom would come to pass again, and Seto will explain eventually, remaining silent and going through the motions.

"My nindo? Seto you do know my nindo is to be a senpai to as many as possible right? I may live by that nindo but it's hardly one I think garners the respect you give it."

Seto nodded, as he finished with the pleasantries of respect for the lost loved ones, as he kept his hand on the man's shoulders, to show respect and understanding. A different side of an Uchiha, that's for sure.

"Thank you. I can't tell you how much that means to me."

"They were my comrades too. I may not have known her the way you and Shikaji have, but it doesn't change knowing exactly how you feel. And, with what I am about to say. It will be the hardest thing to do. It took me a long tiime to do it."

His head would turn to look into Chojiro's eyes, and for the briefest of moments Seto let down his guard completely as all the sadness rushed from deep within and to the surface, noticeable in his eyes first and soon his face as he spoke, the deep voice seeming kinda shaky as if he would break at any moment but, Seto refused to break. His words would likely strike a cord with Chojiro or they won't. But, they likely will hit close to home.

"The hardest thing you both will have to do is forgive yourself. And, I'd be willing to bet my life that Inoe would rather see you grow and keep her dream alive instead of not letting her live through you both. I understand, all that anger, guilt and even blaming yourself. It hurts. It hurts like hell. But, there will come a day when you see here again. And, she is gonna be happy to see you. But, right now she isn't happy seeing you torment yourself like this."

His face would return back to normal after he explained this, the wind blowing shortly with the strongest gust of wind felt thus-far since they been here talking. The gust so strong it could bring chills to your core. The power of the spirits are strong here where they rest. Seto welcomed the wind as a smile came across his face. He felt alive in the moment, taking the sign well. It spoke to him on a level so deep. He felt a slight relief. This was a sign from the other-side to him. That he was right. The following words from Chojiro would bring a smile to his face.


"So, you got a team huh? Are they going to be participating in the upcoming Exams?"


"Yeah, I got a team. They are very promising and I have high hopes for them in the upcoming Chuunin exams. The names of my students are Saya Aburame, Daichi Shimura and Maia Uzumaki! I am proud to call them my students. It pains me to a great degree that they may experience the same heartache I have. But, I will do anything to protect them and keep them alive!

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Things had grown far too somber and morose for the Akimichi heir so he was thankful that the conversation turned to Seto and his students. He had both an Uzumaki and an Aburame on his team. Both of those clans had receded in recent times, overshadowed by the clan represented by the Jounin in front of him. Truthfully most of the clans in the village had been cast into the Uchiha's shadow. That kind of thing never really bothered Chojiro, he was fine with where his clan fit into the village. He was still heir to one of the Four Nobles and nothing could take that away from him.

"That's great to hear!" He replied in earnest. It truly was good news. He did not know yet if he would ever get students of his own, a fact that greatly impacted his nindo and he knew it. "So who do you have the highest hopes for? Don't worry, I won't tell anyone. Besides, Shikaji and I can't head off to the Exams since we have work to do anyway. I won't even get to cheer for your kids in person but just know I think they'll do great if you do."

Honestly he didn't know if Seto was a man to pick favorites but he himself would likely do so if he had students of his own. That kind of thing was a long way out though probably. For now he was content with simply working at the Intelligence Office. It paid well and he didn't go out too much into the field. That fact actually struck him and he began to wonder how long it had been since he actually did any field work. Months at least had passed since he truly stretched his muscles.

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"That's great to hear!"

He smiled as he thought about his students, placing his hands on his hips as he waited for the moment to sink in that he was really an teacher. Often times he didn't really think of it much as it just seemed like his destiny so naturally he just did it without much thought. The next coming words threw him for a loop, as he again didn't think much of it but, his answer was an easy one to come too.

"So who do you have the highest hopes for? Don't worry, I won't tell anyone. Besides, Shikaji and I can't head off to the Exams since we have work to do anyway. I won't even get to cheer for your kids in person but just know I think they'll do great if you do."

"Well, see that's the thing. I have high hopes for them all. They are all promising just like any Genin within our village inspiring to take the next step to become an Chuunin and taking the career of an shinobi. And, I appreciate you willing to cheer my students on, the thought matters. But, you and Shikaji have an important task working for the intelligence department. Just think you guys will be helping keep the village safe while we are away."

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Sly dog. He thought as Seto dodged his question about his favorite student. There wasn't a world in which Chojiro didn't take that information straight to the Genin in question. It seemed like the Uchiha remembered his old antics well enough. He smiled at the thought, glad that he made a lasting impact on someone at least. He finished the last of his pocky sticks and then reached into his pocket, this time producing a flaky pastry, wrapped neatly in plastic. With a crinkle he opened it and bit into it thoughtfully.

"That kind of thinking is good enough for Shikaji. I'd rather be out there doing something myself." He said around his mouthful before swallowing, "That building is stuffy and so are the people. I like the job but if I could change anything it would be the environment. Plus you get to mingle with all those higher ups from the other villages and all those other Genin. Do you know how many kouhais will be there in need of a strong senpai? It's a shame that I'll be here and they'll never know what they're missing."

He hung his head in mock shame before biting into his pastry again, destroying the image of a downtrodden man.

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"That kind of thinking is good enough for Shikaji. I'd rather be out there doing something myself."

Seto remained silent to the reply of the man as he finished off the sweet treat that Chojiro offered him. He closed his eyes briefly before opening them again, he could see the teenager had still alot of growing up to do as he spoke with the mouth full and then swallowing. Seto would hope that he wouldn't have to experience it even worst than he already did. But, the next coming words further confirmed that to Seto, as he again remained silent to listen.

"That building is stuffy and so are the people. I like the job but if I could change anything it would be the environment. Plus you get to mingle with all those higher ups from the other villages and all those other Genin. Do you know how many kouhais will be there in need of a strong senpai? It's a shame that I'll be here and they'll never know what they're missing."


He let the boy complete his actions before speaking, now it was time for the wise to part wisdom unto those who need it. He would hope the boy wouldn't be offended, but even if he was. He wouldn't be offended if he took time to reflect on his words, but that also comes with age.

"Being a shinobi as well as someone's sensei is more than mingling with higher ups and how many kouhai's you can have. You also belong to a clan that others may envy and want to know your secrets. You have to be mindful of this. Your blood is just as valuable as my Sharingan and many will kill for what you may own. Be mindful of this please. As for being a strong senpai? It takes more than being strong physically. You have to nurture, teach and hone them into great shinobi. It takes mental, emotional as well as physical awareness. You may think I am being hard on you or being a stuck-up asshole. But, I'm not, I'm telling you a truth. When you say these things do you wonder what there impact may be on others?"

He would turn his head to look at Chojiro, his tone was calm and wasn't demeaning whatsoever. He was trying to teach something to an younger shinobi who soon may have the life of someone in there hands.

"Your job is important in that office. But, your job as someone's sensei and the leader of there team is just as important if not more. Let me ask you this Chojiro. Imagine for a moment the feelings you felt about Inoe and her lost. You don't wanna experience that again? I know for a fact I don't wanna experience it again. So, that kind of outlook will bring about a vicious emotional cycle of losing those you care about around you. So, take my advice. They will need someone strong, no doubt."


He kept his eyes focused on Chojiro, but brought his right hand up toward his head, extending his index finger and tapping the side of his temple, and then slowly brought the index finger toward his heart tapping his finger there, while speaking.

"It's gonna take your intelligence as well as your heart to lead them. Do not be clouded by the misconception of glamour. You will have to require patience as well as fortitude. In time these things will come either naturally or through trial and error. And, for your sake and anyone else becoming a sensei I hope it's latter rather than the former."

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He listened intently to what Seto had to say but it was becoming rather apparent the age gap between them. Seto had the old way of thinking, the gritty and earthy way that was likely formed through hardships. Chojiro however did not think that way. His nindo was to gather as many kouhais as possible and he lived his life by that nindo. "It may be more than that to you, old man, but it's not to me. Besides, my blood would do no good, my clan is full of Hiden techniques. You have to be taught to do what I do, you can't just take my eyes or something. I already know the kind of impact I'll have on my students though. They'll say things like 'Gee Chojiro-senpai that sure was hefty' and I'll nod my head in agreement with their accurate portrayal of my character!" He laughed loudly, a rather out-of-place action given the surrounding tombstones.

"Not that I don't appreciate what you're saying, Seto, but to me it just sounds like the words of someone who's never had to spend a day in a cubicle. It's a real bummer. You're a far luckier man than I to get to travel around, see new things, meet new people. You should really learn to lighten up some though. I'm sure your students would like that too."

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