Post by Tsurugi Seji on Aug 14, 2013 15:42:26 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,bTable][atrb=style, width:350px; border-right:50px solid #8BB381;] Two years had past. Two whole years since the man that raised him had left this world. Seji remembered it all the time. It was one of the few things that kept him up at night. The look in his father's eyes as he took his own life. It was something he would never forget. Seji believed himself to be a man who had a lot of emotional fortitude and he wasn't by any means saddened by his father's death. Quite simply Seji was confused. His father looked at him as if they were both doing their job. They had both picked their role in this world. Seji as a defender of the leaf village and providing justice for it's inhabitants while his father was much more interested in his work. He never got to speak to his father that day to know how he felt about what happened. All he got to see was the ensuing battle in which he helped the forces of Konoha defeated his father and finally watch him die. It was probably the unknown about what his father thought of his son's betrayal that bothered Seji the most. Yet it was something that was unobtainable now. He could no longer worry about such trivial things. They were a part of the past just like his deceased dad. He did however, know he couldn't forget the things his father had done for him. He was an instrumental part in Seji becoming a shinobi for the leaf village. He learned valuable things from his father and begun his ventures into the medical fields without being a medical ninja thanks to the lessons his father vehemently taught to his son until he himself became obsessed with his personal work. It was his father who had given him the soft physique modification ability as well teaching him the basics of fuinjutsu. Without his father who was to say Seji would even be the Jonin he was now? He had doubted he would of even tried to reach such a level of talent in the ninja world if it wasn't for him. It was after all his father's help that made him a well rounded shinobi. Yet on this evening his father would be giving him something much more important. His father's lab had been raided by the forces that first came to search it. Yet nothing of real worth was found. Seji's father was a smart man. He had secret compartments that hid most of the written work he had stored there explaining the knowledge he had learned from his research. It was this that Seji believed would be of worth to him. He knew that if he got a hold of this he would have information he was sure no one else in the Ninja world had. It was here that he had learned the secrets that made his father perform the evil deeds he did. He knew he would return there the day his father had died. He just wanted to be patient about the return. He knew the village wouldn't be keen on him right away. If he returned to the place too early he would be accused of continuing in his father's work. Which wasn't something Seji needed at that time. He had enough to worry about with training to become a jonin and helping his mother move on to life without her husband of twenty years. Two years of waiting was long enough it had made Seji restless and eager. He left his home a little while after making sure he had all the necessary gear to get into the lab. He wore his regular outfit to keep people from taking notice of someone peculiar traveling to the outskirts of the village. If anyone stopped him he could just say he was getting a head start on a mission he had been assigned earlier today. The plan was perfect in his mind he could easily get the books full of notes and return home before sunrise if he was swift once within the lab. For now he would stroll slowly through the village. Notes: 689 Words time and tide wait for no man. |
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