Izuna Shinden : The Key to the Guarded Gates [Completed]

03 : Goodbye? Or See You Later?

Izuna Shinden : The Key to the Guarded Gates

Arc 01 : The Separation

Episode 03 : Goodbye? Or See You Later?

[[OP : Line]]

[Forest]
[11:24]

"Ow!" A feminine voice yelled in pain, and it was revealed to be emanating from Kokoro, who clutched her hand in pain as she sat down with her back leaning against the random tree. She took a long hard look at her hands and they had honestly seen much better days. They were bruised, battered and beat up, covered in blood and swollen a bit all because Kokohad been ramming her fists into the innocent tree that her back was currently leaning against. The tree had a large hole dug into it thanks to the Senju female's fists of rage and 9 hours worth of punching it. This had been happening more frequently ever since her last battle with Izuna and what she would call an accidental kiss even though it was far from accidental, in fact intentional, though that was something that she just refused to believe. 'It's broken...' Kokoro thought as she winced in pain, clutching her right hand that was more swollen than her left. The issue with Izuna was still bothering her greatly, like an itch she could not scratch no matter how hard she tried. 'This is all because of you....' Kokoro thought in fury as she stood up, her whole body trembling in what seemed to be pure rage. "HAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!" She screamed out in an infuriated tone as her right hand moved at sonic speeds to blast the tree that stood on the ground out of the ground and somewhere using pure force but this definitely did not make things better. "AAAAAAAAH!!" She screamed in agonizing pain as she stared at her limp hand and the crater where the tree was previously, tears falling down her dirty face as she dropped down to the ground, her knees being about as high as her chin once she did so and with such an action, she buried her face inside her knees and began weeping softly with her damaged hand set out next to her. 'What is this? This damn feeling? I just can't get him out of my head no matter how hard I try! But, a part of me doesn't want to stop thinking about him, dammit!' Kokoro ranted to herself in her mental plane while sobbing the entire time. This was the first time in her entire life that she had felt such a way so she had no natural way of dealing with it and no matter what she did, it seemed that Izuna's picture was lasered into her eyes and imprinted into her mind. She did not even want to go to the river anymore out of fear that they might meet once again and the Senju felt as if she was not ready for that just yet, she was still a big mess of different emotions.

"Kokoro? Kokoro!" A voice called out from the depths of the forest and the Senju female was certain that she knew this voice all too well, but simply chose to ignore it simply because of the fact that she was not in the mood for company at the current time. "Kokoro! Where are you?!" The voice called out once again. It seemed that the person knew very well of Kokoro's stubborn nature and so refused to give up. Kokoro simply kept her mouth shut, stifling a bit here and there. "Come on Kokoro, what's going on with you?" The voice called out once more, in a more concerned tone and the Senju female let her emotional turmoil get the best of her. "LEAVE ME ALONE!!" She yelled out in the direction that the voice was emanating from, giving her location away in a heartbeat. Knowing this, Kokoro place her face in between her knees and chest similar to before, not even bothering to stand up and hide somehow, if she was not able to face whoever was either sent to come look for her or whoever was genuinely worried about her, how could she even dream of facing the Uchiha prodigy in order to sort out the matter that had been bugging her for a good 3 weeks? She would not be able to, and no matter how far she ran or where she hid herself, her brothers would find her despite never even giving a horse's hoof about her most of the time and barely interacting with her, though she had no problem with such at this point, because she was dealing with problems of her own that downgrade consider her family issues more of a perk from her perspcetive. From the forest, a figure burst into the opening that Kokoro had made herself comfortable in and she simply opened a single eye to glance at the figure to see that it was her oldest brother, Hashirama. He had a worried expression that was plastered onto her face as she ran over to the dirty girl that sat in the center of the opening with a crater behind her crouched form. "Kokoro! What happened?" The Senju male asked in a concerned tone as he kneeled beside her, but she refused to utter even a single word of the events that had transpired in past 9 hours, especially the closing hour. Hashirama scanned her dirty boand finally took notice of the limp hand that laid in front of him. It was severely swollen and was covered in blood as his eyes widened to the size of dinner plates. "Jesus, what the hell happened Kokoro?!" Hashirama now asked in a frantic yet demanding tone as he took the severely damaged hand in his own in order to examine it.