☯︎ 𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗷𝗮𝗴𝗼 𝙟𝙖𝙮𝙖 𝘰𝘯𝘦-𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘵 ☯︎

welcome the future

post- hands of time, a few months after the Ninja returned to the rebuilt monastery

he was in his room. next to him were boxes with writing on them. some were recycled, which is why it said "Christmas decorations"

Jay had decided that today, right now, because of boredom and not, he would clean, and make different, his old and current room

on the ground there was a bit of everything, finding various sheets of paper or blueprints crumpled and thrown on the floor, this was his way to remember to throw things away

some boxes had already been filled and closed with scotch tape. in one he had transferred all his old and now tight clothes, and they were really several to his surprise. in another smaller box he had put all the white and clean sheets, along with all kinds of pencil and pen. and then put on top of the desk, ready to use

his desk, since before it had been practically buried by a flood of papers, clothes and all kinds of things that normally should not be on a table, now shone, giving a good smell of cleaning products to the room

his wardrobe was tidy and arranged in a color scale, strictly blue. he also knew that this would not last long, but the need had spurred him even in this

the only thing missing was the wall and the bed. he headed, despite the pain he already felt in his back, towards the bed, resisting the strong temptation to throw himself on it and sleep for centuries and so on

as soon as he arrives to take the pillows and flush them to straighten the pillowcases, his foot touches something. he lowered his gaze, curious about what was under the bed, as soon as the memory returned to his head in a flash

he lowered himself and took the little shoebox, but what was inside was anything but sports shoes

the small flashbacks struck him immediately, as soon as he removed the lid and spotted the cloudy photos inside

various shared himself but as a child, showing well his smile with holes, or his really short hair arranged and ginger. others were nothing more than small beginnings of their first missions. some were shots stolen by fans, or, but few, had been taken by Jay himself with an old polaroid he had in those years, given to him by his parents

but sadly for that significant object, it was now staying inside the box, but he didn't think it was right for the camera

so he took it in his hands, as if it were a rare artifact, and gently laid it over the small shelf above his desk. with his hands over his hips he admired it, feeling quite satisfied with that decision

but the work for him was not finished, and he soon had to go back to tidying up if he wanted to arrive on time for dinner ... However- those photos looked so curious and... and he got caught up in the curiosity that this time he took the box and placed it over his thighs, feeling incredible relief in sitting on his soft mattress

the photos had brought a small smile to his face, not being able to avoid a reaction to each of them. especially for the photo he now had in his hands. such a secret photo, but only from his brother-in-law.. in it portrayed the Red Ninja in the old monastery bathroom

Jay would remember that moment for centuries. Kai was in the shower, while he cautiously entered the room, ready to surprise him and record him singing something strange, ready to have any evidence or blackmail for the future, but unfortunately, that video no longer exists now, annoyingly deleted from the camera itself for a malfunction . but he still had a picture at least, if not the most beautiful he had ever seen of Kai

the hair net covered his beloved brown hair, hiding himself with the shower curtain, while the blurring of Kai's face movement highlighted his angry expression against Jay