The Rōnin- Naruto

Chapter Eight: Justified Violence

Song mood:

Superstitious Foundation
by CG5 ( literally a ride of a song)

Donatella by Lady Gaga

If You Seek Amy by Britney Spears

I recently just got some nail extensions, so tell me if I make some spelling mistakes so I can fix them!

Edit- I have recently ripped them off!

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Third Person

Two figures were seen sprinting across a seemingly endless ocean.

Rain pouring on the figures, the smaller figure seemed to sneeze, rubbing her nose in the process. The latter looking better off despite the water coating it's fur.

In the distance, the pair could make out a shore if they squinted, a cheer was heard in the distance.

It was night before the pair arrived on the rocky shore, giving the surrounding area a more sultry feel, lightning bugs encompassing the exterior.

The pair couldn't indulge in the sights though, they both collapsed on the rocks as soon as they hit land.

Both were mumbling to one another, neither being able to distinguish each other's words.

After a few more minutes of them mumbling to themselves, the moon became encapsulated by the clouds, the little light they had, gone.

It didn't seem to be a problem though, they both settled into a deep sleep, curling into one another for added warmth.

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Sasuke was peeved.

Ever since the incident, Jugo was not able to help in any way, the git was small, not useful in the slightest.

Jugo knew that, Suigestu also.

And with that knowledge came tension.

Two thirds of the trio were awkward and antisocial, Suigetsu seemingly to be the only one who knew how to carry a decent conversation, but even he didn't know how to approach this.

In the end, he sighed and continued walking.

Sasuke, however, did not, causing Suigetsu to almost bump into him.

The purple clad rogue sensed a chakra, one that should've been dead, so why wasn't it?

He left no survivors, he made sure of it, so how did this happen?

That was the answer he sought to solve.

" Follow me and don't ask questions."

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Kata suddenly felt unnerved, goosebumps prodding her skin, the feeling not foreign. But enough to cause her to feel unsafe.

The sun had risen, blasting the compadre's sunken skin/fur (respectively).

An hour had already passed and they both found shelter under the shade.

Yomanoha had constructed herself an ice umbrella, the lioness not fond of the foreignness of the warmth, she was sunken into the ground, giving up on her sad life.