𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐚 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫
٭ ٭ ٭
𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑽𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒂𝒈𝒆 𝑯𝒊𝒅𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑳𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒔...
It was a fresh start.
Away from the hurt.
Away from the solitude.
Away from the pain you endured all those years.
It was a land of new beginning...
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(Y/N) Pov
Although falling asleep on my new bed felt absolutely heavenly,
waking up did not feel as good.
Little Guy had practically smothered me throughout the night, deeming my face as an acceptable pillow for him to lay on.
I sat upright when I had to gasp for air, and spat out the cat hairs that somehow ended up in my mouth as I slept.
"Little Guy, you sure do have a funny way of thanking me for practically taking you off the streets," I groaned, only to receive a purr in response.
I sighed, and looked out the window.
The once pitch-black sky littered with stars, was now a shade of dark blue, with slivers of orange peeking through.
Dawn, I thought to myself.
I groaned even louder when I realized I needed to go training with Tobirama soon.
I didn't have anything against him personally, but he was always in such a foul mood, and I cringed when remembering how I knocked on his chest just yesterday. Also, I am not a morning person.
However, he was attractive...
Get it together you hormonal bitch, boys can wait.
Carefully placing the sleeping cat onto the unoccupied side of the bed, I threw one leg after the another onto the cold floor, and dragged myself to the bathroom.
I put on my training outfit, packed some extra kunai and shuriken, and gave myself a few finger guns while winking to myself in the mirror.
Yep, still got it.
Petting Little Guy goodbye, I grabbed some fruit before running out the door. I didn't want to keep the albino waiting.
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My steady jog slowed down as I came into the clearing, where I was met with the sight of the Senju man gazing off at the sunrise, arms crossed over each other. He was no longer wearing his metal headpiece, or thick armor. Instead, he was wearing a black, tightly-fitted shirt, outlining the muscles he earned from a lifetime of training. The light from the sun painted his white hair orange as his tufts gently blew in the light breeze.
"You're late," he said, not even bothering to turn around.
"Aw c'mon, cut me some slack Tobes! The sun just rose!" I argued back.
Finally turning around, he gave me a disapproving look, sighed, and waved his hand in a come hither motion to lead me further into the training grounds.
"Alright, brother was very keen on selecting you to assist us, so I can only assume you won't disappoint today".
"Trust me, Tobirama. This will be worth your while," I smirked.
