A New Story

Interview retake:

I walked a lonely road. The night had few who could comfort me in the darkness that became my thoughts, and the shadows of warmth lost to the memories which fell into the moon's cold light. Though the air was still I felt a wind blow through me, like fossils knocking against each other in the barren desert that was my heart.

Argies look around himself, in this village that was not his own, and he vowed to himself. That he will not let it destroy him, he was stronger, he was greater! Even though his Aunt and Uncle may even be dead and he alone, he knew he could not let that corrupt his desire. Power he could call his own. This ambition lifted him, but then, his love for his Guardians slipped into the hollows of his heart.

In the midst of this vast hurt was a boy who lay crying and could not hold his tears back, yet he held up himself and lifted a great weight. Only the stars above knew of his ambition, and the curse he himself placed over his head.

I am stronger than this, I will conquer you, for I am Argies Agers. "I will continue in my villager's ways, and my guardians will know, that I am strong" He wiped way the tears and set his face in stone once again, A ninja feels no emotions.

From the dark places where he had gone, a light shone out.

"Nasantot, I didn't know you would be open at this time!" Nasantot had just turns on the lights to his soup shop and held the 'Open' sign in his hands.

"Arjie's, what a time to be up. How are you?" I helped the cook put his sign up, hanging it over the entrance it would give some privacy to the diners.

"I'm fine. I just couldn't sleep. I'm sure you've heard about my Guardians disappearance." Whenever there was a new recipe or spice. My aunt, uncle and the cook would discuss how they would match it up together with the breads my guardians made. They enjoyed their hush talks about it, like they were guarding prized information from the ears of a thief in the shadows.

"Agh yes, I am greatly sorry for your... for their departure. I did not know, but I had thought you were taken with them. I am glad you are well, here in the leaf" He gestured with his hands as he walked down the small stool ladder. His choice of words well played and I could not fight with a man so well placed. Even though I feared that perhaps he was right, my aunt and uncle were dead.

I bit my jaw and continued off the topic of my thoughts, breathing out my worry "It is a cold night." I rubbed a hand to my shoulder, the binding on my right kept it warm but my left was bare; exposed. "I remember there was a tea my uncle used to enjoy..." I stopped myself and closed my eyes to pinch the bridge of my nose in pain.

"Camellia sinensis," The soup chef said silently. "I remember." Gripped in nostalgia he continued. "Your uncle requesting that tea the first day I met him. I didn't know what he was talking about until I consulted a herbalist master, and found it to be nothing more than the Green tea" Nasantot had a foreign way of speaking, he would begin each sentence slow, pause, and then speed through the remainder. The rhythm of his words, it was like he was trying to crack me and my voice already felt heavy

"'Camellia sinensis ground and unmixed' was what he would say. My aunt would order loads of the stuff, they used it to make green tea bread, they used to..." I felt a hand rested on my shoulder to the sound of my voice waning to the will of my heart.

"Looks like you need a cup, of that very drink. Unstrained" Nasantot turned to the task and briefly I tried to regain myself before falling again and again into that pain. Care a little less Argie's

Then I heard the voices coming, from the other night walkers and goings on of the dark, and I had to right myself immediately.

Sasuke Uchiha. I remember hearing that he was injured in that mission, my first mission as leader, to aid Naruto in taking down Gaara. The information wasn't clear, but I could see that he was well now.