Team Seven

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Angst warning ahead~


Hido couldn't stop making the girl across from him laugh, she had a very cute smile that he loved. Harumi's is cuter though. He quickly dismissed the thought and focused on his date. She was very pretty. She had long brown hair and soft yellow eyes, which complimented her light skin. Akito, that was her name. She was an ideal girl; polite, kind, pretty, and funny. Hido considered himself lucky that she decided to go out with him. So why does my mind keep drifting to Harumi? Still, he couldn't shake the uneasy feeling that something was wrong. Not with her, but he felt a bad feeling in the pit of his stomach, and his gut told him to check on Harumi. He ignored it though, he needed to forget about her for now and just focus on the girl in front of him.

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Harumi ran through the market, dodging everyone she nearly bumped into. One, two, three. That's how many presences she felt following her. A part of her wanted to confront and eliminate them, but the other part of her feared that Itachi had come to finish the job. She first didn't think it was him, and it wasn't until a voice warned her that she doubted herself.

Be careful.

She ran the opposite way she knew Hido was meeting his date. She didn't want to drag him into something potentially dangerous. Some may call her a coward, but she valued her life much more than her pride. She had been training mercilessly the past five years, and didn't doubt her strength in the least, but she didn't want to risk it. If it really was Itachi, and he was working in a group which was very unlike him, they must've been incredibly strong, at the very least near his level. She didn't want to use her power, it was much too dangerous, and she still wasn't sure she could fully control it. She had her other jutsus, yes, but to fight Itachi and possibly to other people with the same power level? She'd need to pull out all the stops, even if it kills everyone within the barriers of her powers. She didn't want Hido to be anywhere near it, so for now, she'd have to try and lose them.

Hido had grown so close to her heart over the years, he was one -if not the only thing- keeping her attached to the earth. She needed him, he was her best friend, and she knew he'd never betray her. Unlike him.

She ran right back into the forest, which was ironically where she had most of her fights with people. Suddenly though, she felt a fourth presence, and decided enough was enough. She slowly closed her eyes and decided to let her reflexes move her body. She had been too nervous to detect power levels of the chakras, but she decided that it was time to know if it was him or not. One of the presences had hidden itself very well, but her senses were too sharp. She couldn't tell what their chakra levels were, but the others seemed rather small. She sighed in relief and began to wonder why its voice told her to be careful. Their chakra levels were nowhere near as powerful as hers. Was it the one whom she couldn't detect? Or was this not their true power, but a trap?

She bit on her tongue and abruptly stopped, and everything became silent. The wind rustled the leaves in the trees, but she didn't let that ruin her focus. The moment she heard a small noise come from her far left, she weaved her hand signs and said, "Lightning style level one, Lightning Bolt!"

Putting jutsus into levels of intensity was a habit of hers, she usually only said the level in her head, but exclaimed it to frighten her enemy. She wanted them to fear the capability and the limits of her abilities. She saw a girl with pink hair fall out of the tree, her ankle now having a small cut on it. This confused her; why was a little girl chasing her? Were the rest of her friends kids as well?

"Hey! Why are you chasing me, kid? Wait...you're just a kid. I just shot at a kid! Are you okay? I'm sorry!" Harumi was about to run over, but she stopped when she felt a kunai being thrown at her, to which she swiftly caught by the handle before it could reach her. She turned around to see the culprit. Her eyes widened at the sight.

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