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Note: Must be posted up before all other rps involving Mikaru
‘God damn…my heard…..hurts like hell,’ thought the male Hyuuga as he rolled against the stone ground, his eyes shut. ‘And my a**….hurts like….hell…’ His eyes opened. Wearing nothing but a pair of black colored shorts, the male Hyuuga looked around, dazed. After attempting to press his hands against the ground to push himself up, he came to the startling realization; His arms were bound by metal shackles. Attempting to break the shackles with his Taijutsu prowess, he quickly exhausted himself. It wasn’t that the metal that bound him was hard to break through...it was more that he lacked the energy to do so. His vision was blurry and his head pounded. Strange lights lay ahead of him; Green lights; Pale green lights and tubes, the liquid within the tubes emitting the sickly light that shone through the bars of his cell. “God damn…” he mumbled lowly. Managing to sit up after a few moments, he rest his backside against the stone wall. Where the hell was he? And how’d he get there?Opening his eyes closely revealed his inhuman white iris and black sclera. The 17 year old male made a quick attempt to stand yet again but only toppled backwards, his back slamming into the wall behind him. His eyes closed half way, noticing the device hooked into his chest, the device constantly draining the male Hyuuga of his chakra and destroying it, keeping his chakra levels low and at minimum.
Mikaru was a mere gaunt figure sitting at the sub-standard table outside of the cells, her skeletal figure outlined by the light of the machines. The one who has "Ressurected" her had held her captive for something of three years now, and she still felt powerless. He used her as an assistant now, moving onto new test subjects rather than herself to occupy his time. She on the otherhand, had to prep, heal, and record all of the specimens. It was grotesque, the things he did to these people. Some couldn't even be called human anymore, she wasn't so sure herself she was human anymore. Part of her body had decayed and were still held on by thick string, used as stiches of sorts to keep her flesh and muscle in working order. A perk to being ressurected was that she regained her sight back.She didn't realize how much she had really relied on her eyesight before she lost it, and now she had regained it as well as the memories of being blind. It was helpful in the dark, being to navigate as easily as she could normally. The pen she held in her small hand scratched atop the white paper as she recorded the new specimen her "master" had collected. She was shocked, to see the same odd shade of blue on his hair as her old friend, but she knew this person could not be Him. He looked to different and his chakra was clearly more different than his had been. After recording the basics of pysical observation she reached over to the small syringes in the corner, grabbing a vial and prepping a syringe to knock out the new specimen again. She was sure his previous dose would wear off soon. Standing she flicked the syringe, making sure that there was no air in the liquid she was about to inject. The was she moves was almost ghost like, her skeletal figure making her seem as if she were some sort of horrible nightmare, and she supposed in most ways she was. Moving the the cell where the new expirement lay, she made a few handsigns one handed and pushed the door. Under her hand it opened easily and she walked in, closing it behind her. Her odd eyes scanned the room, the white iris standing out from the black that concealed the rest of her eye until they landed on him. The shocking blue still made her heart wrench but she quickly squashed those feelings as she reached out to his arm, holding the needle steady in her other hand.
‘Raiju….come on….where are you….damn it…’ he thought to himself, mentally escaping to his inner sanctum where the 6th tails lay dormant; His ace in the hole. Within the plain of his mind, the male Hyuuga searched left and right for the demon within him. Noticing a small chibish figure asleep against an oak tree, he frowned immediately. ‘BAKA!!!! WHY’RE YOU ASLEEP!?!?!’ The golden weasel gave no reaction. Hatari shook his head slowly, ‘….s**t….’ he thought before snapping back to reality.His equally odd eyes slowly looked up, watching as a female figure slowly entered the room. His blue hair was scattered about, one of the locks of blue hair covering one of his eyes, his right eye the only eye visible to the peculiar woman. He could barely even see straight, but still he had to give one of his trademark comments. “Aren’t I a lucky one?” Hatari said aloud. “A prisoner….but my keeper is a cute girl…perfect. I assume we’re gonna play doctor now?” Hatari said upon noticing the syringe in her hand, the needle slowly nearing his flesh. “Well then babe….be gentle…I’m quite tender,” he laughed.
Her movements halted suddenly, her hand shook as her once still hand fumbled and dropped the needle. It couldn't be... not here... not in this hell hole. Realizing her mouth hung open she quickly snapped it shut, her teeth hitting together audibly. "s**t..." She mumbled, her hands moving over the stone floor. There was no mistaking it, it was his voice. Albeit a bit more masculine then she remembered it, it still was there. She gathered the broken glass in her hands, the stiches in her arms and wrist moving as her muscles and tendons worked. It seemed she did not care if she got cut, as the glass left little pricks and scratches along her pallid skin. Her Raven hair carefully covered her eyes as she quickly stood and made her way to the door, her small feet carrying her rather quickly across the small cell. Making a handsign again she opened the door and slammed it shut as she made her way to the trash, throwing the glass shards into the bin angrily. Sitting she slammed her fist down and mumbled to herself "..He'll be here any moment... ********... s**t.." her hand lifted to her face and rubbed, although from his angle he wouldn't be able to tell that she was rubbing tears from her eyes. Taking a deep breath she raised a shaky hand to prepare another vial, "Calm... you can do this..." She muttered to herself more than to anyone else. Her hand steadied, although it still shook ever so slightly and she readied the syringe, making her way back to him. Opening the door she leaned down and smiled slightly, looking to him "Sorry Hatari" She muttered as she pushed the needle into the vein in his arm. "It's a smaller dose, you won't be out for long... Then we can talk..." Moving away she exited the cell as another door opened somewhere else.
Watching as her movement suddenly halted, the male Hyuuga couldn’t help but smirk. Did this woman even have chakra? Or was his chakra sending abilities gone kaput? Having noticed the glass shards embedded in her hand, he began to wonder even more. Watching as she re-approached him, his teeth began to grit together, only releasing at her words. His eyes widened, ‘How does she know my name,’ he thought to himself just before the needle was slipped into his vein. His eyes blurred as the male Hyuuga let out a light hiss. “….s**t…” he mumbled just before his body slumped over to the side, the lids of his eyes shutting.The sound of feet clapping against the ground lightly echoed through out the hallway. He smiled lightly, pushing up his glasses, the green glow emitting from the test tubes shining on the clear lenses of his glasses. Approaching Mikaru, he greeted her with an eerie smile after looking towards the specimen. “How is he doing?” the scientist asked coolly.
"He just recieved his second dose of our special sleeping Syrum, he should be out for awhile I gave him an ample amount, however... I'm not quite done on recording some things." She looked down and braced herself for the punch she knew was coming. When she felt the doctors fist collide with her jaw she heard some of the stiches snap and fell to the ground, her hand keeping her jaw in the proper place. "b***h, if your my assistant you're supposed to be quicker than this!" He roared, delivering a kick to her stomach. She didn't make a sound, rather she was used to this so she was eerily silent. "I understand" She muttered, her speech impaired slightly because of the broken thread in her cheeks. "Stand" The doctor barked and she obliged, quickly scrambling to her feet. "I'm sorry Mikaru,Really I am." His thumb brushed lightly on her cheek, across the broken stiching. She had to will herself not to flinch. "You know how I get.... Impatiant I do believe is the correct term" She merely stood there, enduring his hand roaming over her body. He leaned in, his lips by her neck as he inhaled her scent. "Wonderous really, even though part of you is clearly decayed, you still smell delicious. I shall give you until tomorrow, ample time, ample time" He murmered and pushed up his glasses, kissing her roughly before making his way out the door, an audible click as he left. Grabbing the needle and thread from her desk she moved to the door, opening it and leaving it slightly ajar, sitting beside Hatari and correcting her stiches. She knew he would wake soon, she didn't give him much Syrum so she figure he would wake within a matter of minutes.
Twenty minutes of unconsciousness. He dreamt soundly. Upon the first five minutes he mumbled, “Mika….hmm….ow….jeez….why do women get so pissy cause of a simple smack on the a**?” dreaming of the life with her a little over six years ago back when he was eleven, dreaming of the time that Zanba, Daisuke, Mikaru, and himself had gone fishing….a time for relaxation just before she became a dedicated Akatsuki member. Another five minutes later and another flashback ran through his mind, the time when she went blind. He was twelve then….and he had finally proven to Mikaru that he indeed care about her, “Blind? I….don’t care…rather you blind….then dead…” he whispered lowly, his body shifting into a comfortable spot. He leaned his body against his nurse, the assistant of the doctor he had yet to meet. The last quick dream was of her funeral. Mikaru had died due to some weird disease that even he was incapable of helping her defeat. The sight of the bedridden and frail Mikaru dying in her sleep crushed him. He stood in black robes, the thirteen year old frowning lightly. Just before her 16th birthday, a few days before his fourteen birthday. At this sudden thought, his eyes widened, his weakened body leaning against the woman who sat next to him. “….what the hell?” he mumbled, looking up to her, “….who are you?”
She laughed, her voice seemily nearly a whisper. "I do suppose that you would have forgotten me already. Or possibly it's you don't recognize me because of the monster I've become?" She looked up, her bangs no longer covering her eyes as she gazed upon Hatari. Finishing up her stiching she tied the end and bit it, the string snapping easily under her teeth. Well. I suppose you have good reason not to realize. My Funeral was three years ago. Looking at him it was hard to believe this was the same Hatari she knew, He looked so... different. And Mature. Smiling an almost psychotic smile she leaned fowards. "Tell me... Does my decaying body repulse you... Haa-chan?" Leaning back she allowed her hand to pick at the small shards still embedded, in her flesh as a dull brown blood slowly made it's way to the surface of the skin. Flicking the shards away she sighed. "How is everyone? Dai, Nato, Yuu?" She was sure the last name was going to spark something in Hatari's memory if anything else, hinting at her identity. "Anyways. How did you end up in this place?" She muttered, "This is a horrible place to be..."
Hatari stared up to Mikaru. Slightly surprised, his gaze softened. Raising his hand, his fingers rubbed against the stitches on her face. Looking down to her chest, he gave a perverted grin. “They got bigger,” he laughed as he leaned against her. Leaning up to her, he pressed his lips against her own lips, his weight pushed forward, causing him to fall on top of her. He broke the kiss, realizing that he was unable to move his arms. “…Tch….it ain’t so bad….I thought you died,” he mumbled. “I thought I lost you forever…” he mumbled, apparently unable to gather his thoughts and answer her questions. He laughed lightly, his laugh more cynical as time passed, “Nevermind about me Mika-chan!!” he laughed. “The important thing is that we’re together!!! Is it not!?” laughed the mentally unstable Hyuuga.
She smiled as she watched his features change, Her heart skipping when he moved his fingers against her stiches she closed her eyes. She wasn't prepared for the kiss he delivered. She stiffined her eyes going wide, images of the malicious doctor ran through her head. Her body was unresponsive to him untill he spoke again. "I did die" She said flatly, looking up to him. Her eyes sad. "I'm afraid we won't be together long. You Have to get out of here Hatari. He does horrid things to people, you can be one of those that I have to help him harm. Her eyes flashed, clearly memories of when she was his subject came back to her. "You might have a chance out of here. I do not. I cannot overpower him, I've tried... He put me through hell." Her voice was barely audible in the cold uncomforting cell."You cannot become a monster like me. Do you hear?" She sat, pushing him to a sitting position as she worked on the device on his chest, her chakra entering at some points of the device until it clicked and fell into her hands. "You need to use your power to escape, don't worry about me... seeing you was more than I could have hoped for." Standing she walked slowly back to the desk, sitting in her chair. Her posture showed that she was weary and tired of living this way, her gaunt features reflecting what was once a happy young girl.
Watching as Mikaru plopped down into the seat, his eyes closed half way. His full level of chakra was slowly returning, hitting his minimum level (20k). Standing up, he focused the small amount of chakra into his wrist, spreading them quickly, shattering the locks that bound his arms together. His smile further widened. “Mikaru…” he mumbled, stepping out of the gate, kneeling down before her. Taking one of her hands. “Remember how I spoke of marriage all those years ago?” Hatari asked. “I was a boy all of those years ago…do you remember my level of chakra before you and I were separated?” (about 50k xD ) He hit his chest. “Lead me to this man…..I will free us both by defeating him.” His level of chakra suddenly jumped, multiplying by a total of five, a look of sadistic intent visible within the iris of his eyes. “Mikaru….lead me too him my love!!” Standing up quickly, he grasped both of her hands. “You may be a monster….but that works for me…because I’m a monster too!!!!”
Her eyes widened at the sudden jump, nearly making her fall back. He was powerful enough to kill him, sure.... But she knew the doctor would pull dirty tricks. "I'll be better off staying down here...He would use me to hurt you Hatari. Act on you own." She muttered and pointed to the top of the stairs. "Hatari.." She said quietly, standing to her feet. She was much shorter than him, averaging at about 5'4. "It's odd, that we should both become monsters." Smiling almost ferally she looked up to him "I have only one request... When your done with him... let me, dispose, of the body" Her eyes gleamed sadistically as she smiled, looking like some sort of Undead Creature rather than the gentle Mikaru he once knew. "I place my hope with you" She said gently and leaned fowards, kissing his cheek. It was odd for her to openly display her affection like this, she nearly forgot what it was like. It felt awkward to her but somehow right. "Drag his bloody corpse down here. And I will show you just how much of a monster I am" She whispered into his ear before stepping back, smiling at him.
He smiled lightly. “My love…but I want you to watch me as I rip him limb from limb!!!!” he mumbled after the quick kiss. Scratching at the back of his head, he turned his back to Mikaru. “Wow Mika….you sound so twisted….it’s such a turn on,” he laughed, stretching out his arms as he brushed the spot where the device had once been on his body. His Byakugan activated suddenly. “Hmm…” The male Hyuuga leaned forward, darting off down the hallway, with the help of his Byakugan, the male Hyuuga kept his gaze both straight ahead and then on Mikaru, just in case their common enemy attempted anything on her while he was gone.
Turning she quickly opened the desk, pulling out her "Necessities". Looking around she let out a slight huff of irritation as she tried to spy herself a decent bag to carry it all in. Spotting a rather holey and old bag she pulled it to the desk, quickly stiching up the holes with the remaining thread then placed her spool and needle into a small front pocket. Pulling together some small vials and syringes she tossed those in a seperate pocket then pulled scrolls from the shelves and stuffed them into the bag. These scrolls contained valuble information and records, she would possibly be able to salvage some jutsu even. Moving quickly she pulled her meager clothing pile together before placing it carefully in the bag as padding. She knew they would have to retrieve the weapons after Hatari disposed of the insane scientist. Looking around she tried to think if she was forgetting anything... It seemed she was fine so she took the bag and placed it under the desk, so if Hatari was unsucessful he would not suspect she was the one who released him. Meanwhile, the doctor's footsteps echoed hurriedly off the hallway. He had sensed the large amount of chakra in the basement and knew at once something had happened. Preparing handsigns he made sure that he had some sort of defense set up for when the expirement arrived, he hoped it wouldn't take much to sedate him but he doubted it.
Now out of Mikaru’s sight, he slowed down his pace, now beginning to walk. The wounds covering his body slowly began to heal over. ‘….Raiju….are you awake?’ Hatari thought to himself, searching within the depths of his mind for the 6 tails within him. Upon reaching the six tails, he shook his head at the sight of it still sleeping, this time lying on its back as it snored heavily. Hatari shook his head slowly. “Wow….” He mumbled after snapping back to reality. Continuing down the hallway, he folded his hands behind his back. Spotting the scientist in the distance, his eyes rolled. His voice echoed down the hallway, his tone calm. “My, my…” Hatari mumbled. “I hope your little jutsu is strong enough to stop me….otherwise it’ll all be useless.” Hatari said coolly, his Byakugan deactivating as he continued down the hill where his enemy lay….the enemy who had captured both him and revived his once dead girlfriend. His fists clenched slightly, small amounts of dirt and debris falling from underneath his fingernails. Come to think of it…he must’ve been down there for the longest time. “…Stay where you are…I’d like to see the face of the man who did this to me…” he mumbled.
The doctor almost laughed at his assinine request to stay, surely he didn't think he would obey. Quickly flicking a syringe from the inside of his Labcoat he knew it most likely wouldn't hit but would try to use the opening as an oppertunity to injure him. "You really think I will stay?" He said, his voice a tone higher, sounding as if he really had lost his marbles. He laughed then, a shrill psychotic laugh, his eyes wide with excitement and amusement "Seriously little Boy," He spat "What makes you think you're any better than me" He was cocky and ignorant by the statement, which was a bad combonation with mentally insane "I have created such beautiful creatures! What makes you think you can prevent your fate?" He questioned, hysteria in his voice.
Hatari smiled, side stepping the syringe. His eyes narrowed, darting in the direction of the scientist from afar. Now coming into view, the male Hyuuga could be seen, his collar bulging as a the skin morphed, turning into a black snake with red pupil less eyes. “Hmph….what makes me think I can prevent my fate?” Hatari said with a short laugh. He spread his arms. “My story continues…my story is never-ending…and it won’t end here as being a lab rat, ye who know nothing of a truly wonderful experiment.” The black serpent hissed wildly as it shot from the distance and towards the scientist, the snake aiming to bite into the shoulder of the scientist from afar.
Pulling a scalpel from his coat he moved to try and attack the snake, failing as the snace delivered a deathgrip on his neck, snapping it. However, the scientist moved fowards, his eyes gleaming. "Such... power" He mumbled but it was hard to make out his words through his crushed windpipe. As soon as he said it his worthless body fell to the floor, convulsing at first as grotesque fluids filtered out through his mouth before dying
The snake kept its fangs within the neck of the scientist, the black serpent dragging the body along the ground and back to Hatari. The snake hissed angrily as it raised the body of the scientist into the air before him, dangling the corpse of the worthless man before him. Hatari stared at the scientist. “…I thought…that you were stronger,” Hatari mumbled. “….that sucks….” Hatari turned his back to the scientist as it was dragged along the ground by the black snake that remained connected to the collar of the male Hyuuga. Dragging the serpent along the ground, the male Hyuuga soon found himself making his way to Mikaru. Hatari raised a hand, the black snake chucking the corpse of the scientist onto the ground in front of Mikaru. “….so…what were you gonna use it for?” Hatari asked, his eyes closed half way, the black snake curling around his upper torso and neck, its head rubbing against Hatari’s cheek aggressively yet affectionately.
Mikaru merely smiled up towards Hatari and looked down, placing tiny fingers on the zipper before unzipping her top, releaving her torso. It seemed it was much more than her sanity this doctor took, she no longer held the innocence of a child. Picking up on of the doctors hands she placed it along one of the stiches, pressing slightly. Her body moved unnaturaly and seemingly opened for the hand as her flesh absorbed the doctor in a way, her face twisted into slight pain. "This... is what... makes me a monster" She gasped as slowly the man's arm dissapeared. It ended suddenly as his arm snapped of at the elbow, a light shower of blood drenching Mikaru. She seemed unfazed by all the blood on her body and grabbed her top, putting it back on easily. She looked up to him and grinned, although this grin was more psychotic than the grin Hatari would have remembered. Standing she picked up a hooded black cloak and placed it on her shoulders, tying it securly before grabbing the bag. "I'm ready..." She murmmured, grabing Hatari's hand lightly. "And if I may ask a favor of you.... I don't want anyone to know I'm alive again. Seeing you recognize me as this grotesque monster does hurt me a little. She smiled, leaning up and kissing him before beggining to walk hand in hand with him.
Watching as the man seeped into the depths of her flesh, the male Hyuuga’s smile suddenly widened a tad bit more. “Hmph….only those who don’t understand…would call you a monster,” the male Hyuuga said as he kept his eyes on Mikaru, his gaze full of love and surprisingly lust. By far, Mikaru was the one he cared about most in his life….well at least in that “special” way. Hell she didn’t even have the qualities that he’d love in a woman…but now she did. Mikaru was oddly attracted to Mikaru before…but now his love for her had doubled if such was possible. She possessed strength….odd strength…strength none the less. She possessed a weird power, separating her, making her unique from others…just as he had for himself. Watching as the scientists arm cracked, his smile further widened as blood sprayed from his elbow. His heart began to pound. Upon taking his hand, the male Hyuuga tilted his head down slightly, his lips meeting her own. Breakign the kiss, Hatari and Mikaru walked side by side through the laboratory. A thought suddenly popped in Hatari’s head. “….wait…” Hatari mumbled, looking around to the experiments in cages and test tubes that were apparently in the middle of they’re stages of growth. Looking to Mikaru, he went on with the first thought in his mind, “Mika-chan….your so much older…so beautiful.” Placing one hand on her face cheek, he gave his trademark goofy smile, “….I’m never gonna reach third base….am I?” he laughed.
The question altogether caught her offguard, making her trip over her own feet which never happened. Then for the first time since she was ressurected, she laughed. It was so loud and hysteric she doubled over from the pain it caused in her sides. "W...what brought all that on?" She said in between laughing and breathing. Out of all the things for him to say, to ask, he had asked her something so mundane so trivial it made her head spin with the simplicity of it. "Out of all the things to say, you say something like that..." She murmured to him. It was most definately an odd attraction she realized, between them. Sure, they had known each other for quite awhile... but for some reason she felt such a strong connection to him. Perhaps it was his loyalty to her, not giving up on her whenshe rejected him... Smiling she thought how similar they still were, even though they had been seperated for Three years and then some. "Where's Yuu?" She asked him softly
His eyes closed half way. His comment hadn't been taken seriously? His head slimped ot the side, black comedic swirls surrounding his chibi sized white eyes. After shrugging it off, he sighed, "Yuu? He patrols the countries for me," Hatari said with a yawn. "He actually had a few little Yuu's if ya know what I mean." Scratching at the back of his head, he released her hand, "Who knew that Genetically mutated giant sabertooth tigers actually mixed with 'im." Turning his back to Mikaru, he stared at the green glowing tubes. "Sorry Mika....I've got something I believe I should do....well....its my duty....ya know?"Hatari licked his lips lightly. He clasped his hands together, multiple tattoo's forming along his arms. Placing one hand on one of his arms, he mumbled, "Kusanagi." Instantaneously, the double bladed kusanagi appeared in his right hand. Approaching the tube, the male Hyuuga peered inside of it.
She watched at his reaction, was he being serious? Knowing him it was a large possibility that he was being Dead serious. She smiled, finding that Yuu was okay, her expression quickly changed to shock when he told her that Yuu had made offspring of his own. "He had.... Kittens?" She asked. Her expression changed so fiercely it would have taken anyone offguard. Her usual calm and collected self melted as her eyes widened and a silly grin crossed her features. She seemed like a little girl at a pet store for the second before she collected herself and looked down. "Are they... still little?" She hoped. Mikaru had a soft spot for kittens especially and she would frequently nurse them back to health if an injured or starving stray crossed her path "I would.... like to see them" She muttered Quietly. "Do they have names?" She looked up as Hatari released her hand, his gaze fixed on one of the tubes. Listening she watched carefully, wondering what he would do. She turned her gaze to the tube, to see what had captured his interest this intently.
Still peering into the test tube, Hatari winced. "Names? Eh he gave me one of them." Pulling open his shorts slightly, a small meowing sound echoed. He squirmed slightly, closing his shorts. "But other then mine...only Yuu knows the names. Still looking through the testtube, Hatari smiled. Raising kusanagi with one hand. Slicing kusanagi diagonally, he grazed the test tube easily, water pouring from the tube. Watching as the creature came into view, Hatari smiled lightly. "So who was this scientist guy anyways Mika?"
"Hmm... Is there any way that I could... See Yuu soon? " Mikaru really did miss her companion, in a way they were partners and he had helped her so much. Hearing him question the Doctor she flinched looking down "He was evil and degenerate. He loved to use all of us to boost his ego... especially me." She muttered, placing the bag down and digging around before pulling out two small leather bound journals. One of them was very fancy and ornate while the other looked like it had been personally made. "I think you... should read these when you get the chance. This one was his," She muttered, handing him the ornate one. "And this one was... is.. Mine" She said, her voice shaking slightly as the placed the ratty one ontop. "You can read whichever first. I'm sure it will give you better.... Insight to what occured here for those three years." Picking up the back she watched as one of the expirements fell out of the tube. She bit her tounge, something she had become accustomed to, something she used to prevent herself from portraying anything. Everything he did, and made her do was grotesque and went against the laws of nature, like her. She always felt sick to the stomach when she thought of the lives that these people had led.
Holding his hand out, he took both of the books. Looking down to the neater one and then to the handmade one, Hatari’s eyes closed half way. This was actually good for the male Hyuuga. He had been working on such things since he was a child…but he had lots of people to help him and said people knew more then he was…he was merely a leader who sat and gave orders of what he wanted. Slipping the book the professor had into the back of his pants, he opened the book Mikaru had given to him. His eyes were entranced on the first page….this was the beginning of what Fuuma Mikaru had gone through…her pain and her torture to become the ‘monster’ she was today. A good portion of the time, the male Hyuuga could admit now, that he bullshitted, acting as though he was great and mighty, that he could do anything…but this would be another eye opener that would eventually make him a stronger person. At the sound of cracking glass and then the sound of a shatter, Hatari looked down to the creature on the ground that was gasping for air. Apparently this was a water based creature. Noticing the gills on its neck, Hatari dropped the book Mikaru had given him, falling to his knees before the creature. Oddly overcome by his emotions, the male Hyuuga found himself placing his hands over the gills of the creature. Performing a quick hand sign, a water clone formed at his side. The clone held its hands out to the aquatic creature, an orb of water appearing around the aquatic creature.Watching as the aquatic creature eased, squirming in an attempt to get comfortable, Hatari’s stomach turned slightly, the male Hyuuga saddened at the sight of the aquatic creature. Hatari barred his teeth. Picking up the book Fuuma Mikaru had given him, his eyes narrowed. Would he really get far in power by reading something Mikaru had given him? Turning his back to the water clone, Hatari began to head in the opposite direction that they had originally intended. “Mikaru. Can you bare to stay here for a week or so with me?” Hatari asked. “I have things that I believe I need to do here…”
Mikaru was a mere gaunt figure sitting at the sub-standard table outside of the cells, her skeletal figure outlined by the light of the machines. The one who has "Ressurected" her had held her captive for something of three years now, and she still felt powerless. He used her as an assistant now, moving onto new test subjects rather than herself to occupy his time. She on the otherhand, had to prep, heal, and record all of the specimens. It was grotesque, the things he did to these people. Some couldn't even be called human anymore, she wasn't so sure herself she was human anymore. Part of her body had decayed and were still held on by thick string, used as stiches of sorts to keep her flesh and muscle in working order. A perk to being ressurected was that she regained her sight back.She didn't realize how much she had really relied on her eyesight before she lost it, and now she had regained it as well as the memories of being blind. It was helpful in the dark, being to navigate as easily as she could normally. The pen she held in her small hand scratched atop the white paper as she recorded the new specimen her "master" had collected. She was shocked, to see the same odd shade of blue on his hair as her old friend, but she knew this person could not be Him. He looked to different and his chakra was clearly more different than his had been. After recording the basics of pysical observation she reached over to the small syringes in the corner, grabbing a vial and prepping a syringe to knock out the new specimen again. She was sure his previous dose would wear off soon. Standing she flicked the syringe, making sure that there was no air in the liquid she was about to inject. The was she moves was almost ghost like, her skeletal figure making her seem as if she were some sort of horrible nightmare, and she supposed in most ways she was. Moving the the cell where the new expirement lay, she made a few handsigns one handed and pushed the door. Under her hand it opened easily and she walked in, closing it behind her. Her odd eyes scanned the room, the white iris standing out from the black that concealed the rest of her eye until they landed on him. The shocking blue still made her heart wrench but she quickly squashed those feelings as she reached out to his arm, holding the needle steady in her other hand.
‘Raiju….come on….where are you….damn it…’ he thought to himself, mentally escaping to his inner sanctum where the 6th tails lay dormant; His ace in the hole. Within the plain of his mind, the male Hyuuga searched left and right for the demon within him. Noticing a small chibish figure asleep against an oak tree, he frowned immediately. ‘BAKA!!!! WHY’RE YOU ASLEEP!?!?!’ The golden weasel gave no reaction. Hatari shook his head slowly, ‘….s**t….’ he thought before snapping back to reality.His equally odd eyes slowly looked up, watching as a female figure slowly entered the room. His blue hair was scattered about, one of the locks of blue hair covering one of his eyes, his right eye the only eye visible to the peculiar woman. He could barely even see straight, but still he had to give one of his trademark comments. “Aren’t I a lucky one?” Hatari said aloud. “A prisoner….but my keeper is a cute girl…perfect. I assume we’re gonna play doctor now?” Hatari said upon noticing the syringe in her hand, the needle slowly nearing his flesh. “Well then babe….be gentle…I’m quite tender,” he laughed.
Her movements halted suddenly, her hand shook as her once still hand fumbled and dropped the needle. It couldn't be... not here... not in this hell hole. Realizing her mouth hung open she quickly snapped it shut, her teeth hitting together audibly. "s**t..." She mumbled, her hands moving over the stone floor. There was no mistaking it, it was his voice. Albeit a bit more masculine then she remembered it, it still was there. She gathered the broken glass in her hands, the stiches in her arms and wrist moving as her muscles and tendons worked. It seemed she did not care if she got cut, as the glass left little pricks and scratches along her pallid skin. Her Raven hair carefully covered her eyes as she quickly stood and made her way to the door, her small feet carrying her rather quickly across the small cell. Making a handsign again she opened the door and slammed it shut as she made her way to the trash, throwing the glass shards into the bin angrily. Sitting she slammed her fist down and mumbled to herself "..He'll be here any moment... ********... s**t.." her hand lifted to her face and rubbed, although from his angle he wouldn't be able to tell that she was rubbing tears from her eyes. Taking a deep breath she raised a shaky hand to prepare another vial, "Calm... you can do this..." She muttered to herself more than to anyone else. Her hand steadied, although it still shook ever so slightly and she readied the syringe, making her way back to him. Opening the door she leaned down and smiled slightly, looking to him "Sorry Hatari" She muttered as she pushed the needle into the vein in his arm. "It's a smaller dose, you won't be out for long... Then we can talk..." Moving away she exited the cell as another door opened somewhere else.
Watching as her movement suddenly halted, the male Hyuuga couldn’t help but smirk. Did this woman even have chakra? Or was his chakra sending abilities gone kaput? Having noticed the glass shards embedded in her hand, he began to wonder even more. Watching as she re-approached him, his teeth began to grit together, only releasing at her words. His eyes widened, ‘How does she know my name,’ he thought to himself just before the needle was slipped into his vein. His eyes blurred as the male Hyuuga let out a light hiss. “….s**t…” he mumbled just before his body slumped over to the side, the lids of his eyes shutting.The sound of feet clapping against the ground lightly echoed through out the hallway. He smiled lightly, pushing up his glasses, the green glow emitting from the test tubes shining on the clear lenses of his glasses. Approaching Mikaru, he greeted her with an eerie smile after looking towards the specimen. “How is he doing?” the scientist asked coolly.
"He just recieved his second dose of our special sleeping Syrum, he should be out for awhile I gave him an ample amount, however... I'm not quite done on recording some things." She looked down and braced herself for the punch she knew was coming. When she felt the doctors fist collide with her jaw she heard some of the stiches snap and fell to the ground, her hand keeping her jaw in the proper place. "b***h, if your my assistant you're supposed to be quicker than this!" He roared, delivering a kick to her stomach. She didn't make a sound, rather she was used to this so she was eerily silent. "I understand" She muttered, her speech impaired slightly because of the broken thread in her cheeks. "Stand" The doctor barked and she obliged, quickly scrambling to her feet. "I'm sorry Mikaru,Really I am." His thumb brushed lightly on her cheek, across the broken stiching. She had to will herself not to flinch. "You know how I get.... Impatiant I do believe is the correct term" She merely stood there, enduring his hand roaming over her body. He leaned in, his lips by her neck as he inhaled her scent. "Wonderous really, even though part of you is clearly decayed, you still smell delicious. I shall give you until tomorrow, ample time, ample time" He murmered and pushed up his glasses, kissing her roughly before making his way out the door, an audible click as he left. Grabbing the needle and thread from her desk she moved to the door, opening it and leaving it slightly ajar, sitting beside Hatari and correcting her stiches. She knew he would wake soon, she didn't give him much Syrum so she figure he would wake within a matter of minutes.
Twenty minutes of unconsciousness. He dreamt soundly. Upon the first five minutes he mumbled, “Mika….hmm….ow….jeez….why do women get so pissy cause of a simple smack on the a**?” dreaming of the life with her a little over six years ago back when he was eleven, dreaming of the time that Zanba, Daisuke, Mikaru, and himself had gone fishing….a time for relaxation just before she became a dedicated Akatsuki member. Another five minutes later and another flashback ran through his mind, the time when she went blind. He was twelve then….and he had finally proven to Mikaru that he indeed care about her, “Blind? I….don’t care…rather you blind….then dead…” he whispered lowly, his body shifting into a comfortable spot. He leaned his body against his nurse, the assistant of the doctor he had yet to meet. The last quick dream was of her funeral. Mikaru had died due to some weird disease that even he was incapable of helping her defeat. The sight of the bedridden and frail Mikaru dying in her sleep crushed him. He stood in black robes, the thirteen year old frowning lightly. Just before her 16th birthday, a few days before his fourteen birthday. At this sudden thought, his eyes widened, his weakened body leaning against the woman who sat next to him. “….what the hell?” he mumbled, looking up to her, “….who are you?”
She laughed, her voice seemily nearly a whisper. "I do suppose that you would have forgotten me already. Or possibly it's you don't recognize me because of the monster I've become?" She looked up, her bangs no longer covering her eyes as she gazed upon Hatari. Finishing up her stiching she tied the end and bit it, the string snapping easily under her teeth. Well. I suppose you have good reason not to realize. My Funeral was three years ago. Looking at him it was hard to believe this was the same Hatari she knew, He looked so... different. And Mature. Smiling an almost psychotic smile she leaned fowards. "Tell me... Does my decaying body repulse you... Haa-chan?" Leaning back she allowed her hand to pick at the small shards still embedded, in her flesh as a dull brown blood slowly made it's way to the surface of the skin. Flicking the shards away she sighed. "How is everyone? Dai, Nato, Yuu?" She was sure the last name was going to spark something in Hatari's memory if anything else, hinting at her identity. "Anyways. How did you end up in this place?" She muttered, "This is a horrible place to be..."
Hatari stared up to Mikaru. Slightly surprised, his gaze softened. Raising his hand, his fingers rubbed against the stitches on her face. Looking down to her chest, he gave a perverted grin. “They got bigger,” he laughed as he leaned against her. Leaning up to her, he pressed his lips against her own lips, his weight pushed forward, causing him to fall on top of her. He broke the kiss, realizing that he was unable to move his arms. “…Tch….it ain’t so bad….I thought you died,” he mumbled. “I thought I lost you forever…” he mumbled, apparently unable to gather his thoughts and answer her questions. He laughed lightly, his laugh more cynical as time passed, “Nevermind about me Mika-chan!!” he laughed. “The important thing is that we’re together!!! Is it not!?” laughed the mentally unstable Hyuuga.
She smiled as she watched his features change, Her heart skipping when he moved his fingers against her stiches she closed her eyes. She wasn't prepared for the kiss he delivered. She stiffined her eyes going wide, images of the malicious doctor ran through her head. Her body was unresponsive to him untill he spoke again. "I did die" She said flatly, looking up to him. Her eyes sad. "I'm afraid we won't be together long. You Have to get out of here Hatari. He does horrid things to people, you can be one of those that I have to help him harm. Her eyes flashed, clearly memories of when she was his subject came back to her. "You might have a chance out of here. I do not. I cannot overpower him, I've tried... He put me through hell." Her voice was barely audible in the cold uncomforting cell."You cannot become a monster like me. Do you hear?" She sat, pushing him to a sitting position as she worked on the device on his chest, her chakra entering at some points of the device until it clicked and fell into her hands. "You need to use your power to escape, don't worry about me... seeing you was more than I could have hoped for." Standing she walked slowly back to the desk, sitting in her chair. Her posture showed that she was weary and tired of living this way, her gaunt features reflecting what was once a happy young girl.
Watching as Mikaru plopped down into the seat, his eyes closed half way. His full level of chakra was slowly returning, hitting his minimum level (20k). Standing up, he focused the small amount of chakra into his wrist, spreading them quickly, shattering the locks that bound his arms together. His smile further widened. “Mikaru…” he mumbled, stepping out of the gate, kneeling down before her. Taking one of her hands. “Remember how I spoke of marriage all those years ago?” Hatari asked. “I was a boy all of those years ago…do you remember my level of chakra before you and I were separated?” (about 50k xD ) He hit his chest. “Lead me to this man…..I will free us both by defeating him.” His level of chakra suddenly jumped, multiplying by a total of five, a look of sadistic intent visible within the iris of his eyes. “Mikaru….lead me too him my love!!” Standing up quickly, he grasped both of her hands. “You may be a monster….but that works for me…because I’m a monster too!!!!”
Her eyes widened at the sudden jump, nearly making her fall back. He was powerful enough to kill him, sure.... But she knew the doctor would pull dirty tricks. "I'll be better off staying down here...He would use me to hurt you Hatari. Act on you own." She muttered and pointed to the top of the stairs. "Hatari.." She said quietly, standing to her feet. She was much shorter than him, averaging at about 5'4. "It's odd, that we should both become monsters." Smiling almost ferally she looked up to him "I have only one request... When your done with him... let me, dispose, of the body" Her eyes gleamed sadistically as she smiled, looking like some sort of Undead Creature rather than the gentle Mikaru he once knew. "I place my hope with you" She said gently and leaned fowards, kissing his cheek. It was odd for her to openly display her affection like this, she nearly forgot what it was like. It felt awkward to her but somehow right. "Drag his bloody corpse down here. And I will show you just how much of a monster I am" She whispered into his ear before stepping back, smiling at him.
He smiled lightly. “My love…but I want you to watch me as I rip him limb from limb!!!!” he mumbled after the quick kiss. Scratching at the back of his head, he turned his back to Mikaru. “Wow Mika….you sound so twisted….it’s such a turn on,” he laughed, stretching out his arms as he brushed the spot where the device had once been on his body. His Byakugan activated suddenly. “Hmm…” The male Hyuuga leaned forward, darting off down the hallway, with the help of his Byakugan, the male Hyuuga kept his gaze both straight ahead and then on Mikaru, just in case their common enemy attempted anything on her while he was gone.
Turning she quickly opened the desk, pulling out her "Necessities". Looking around she let out a slight huff of irritation as she tried to spy herself a decent bag to carry it all in. Spotting a rather holey and old bag she pulled it to the desk, quickly stiching up the holes with the remaining thread then placed her spool and needle into a small front pocket. Pulling together some small vials and syringes she tossed those in a seperate pocket then pulled scrolls from the shelves and stuffed them into the bag. These scrolls contained valuble information and records, she would possibly be able to salvage some jutsu even. Moving quickly she pulled her meager clothing pile together before placing it carefully in the bag as padding. She knew they would have to retrieve the weapons after Hatari disposed of the insane scientist. Looking around she tried to think if she was forgetting anything... It seemed she was fine so she took the bag and placed it under the desk, so if Hatari was unsucessful he would not suspect she was the one who released him. Meanwhile, the doctor's footsteps echoed hurriedly off the hallway. He had sensed the large amount of chakra in the basement and knew at once something had happened. Preparing handsigns he made sure that he had some sort of defense set up for when the expirement arrived, he hoped it wouldn't take much to sedate him but he doubted it.
Now out of Mikaru’s sight, he slowed down his pace, now beginning to walk. The wounds covering his body slowly began to heal over. ‘….Raiju….are you awake?’ Hatari thought to himself, searching within the depths of his mind for the 6 tails within him. Upon reaching the six tails, he shook his head at the sight of it still sleeping, this time lying on its back as it snored heavily. Hatari shook his head slowly. “Wow….” He mumbled after snapping back to reality. Continuing down the hallway, he folded his hands behind his back. Spotting the scientist in the distance, his eyes rolled. His voice echoed down the hallway, his tone calm. “My, my…” Hatari mumbled. “I hope your little jutsu is strong enough to stop me….otherwise it’ll all be useless.” Hatari said coolly, his Byakugan deactivating as he continued down the hill where his enemy lay….the enemy who had captured both him and revived his once dead girlfriend. His fists clenched slightly, small amounts of dirt and debris falling from underneath his fingernails. Come to think of it…he must’ve been down there for the longest time. “…Stay where you are…I’d like to see the face of the man who did this to me…” he mumbled.
The doctor almost laughed at his assinine request to stay, surely he didn't think he would obey. Quickly flicking a syringe from the inside of his Labcoat he knew it most likely wouldn't hit but would try to use the opening as an oppertunity to injure him. "You really think I will stay?" He said, his voice a tone higher, sounding as if he really had lost his marbles. He laughed then, a shrill psychotic laugh, his eyes wide with excitement and amusement "Seriously little Boy," He spat "What makes you think you're any better than me" He was cocky and ignorant by the statement, which was a bad combonation with mentally insane "I have created such beautiful creatures! What makes you think you can prevent your fate?" He questioned, hysteria in his voice.
Hatari smiled, side stepping the syringe. His eyes narrowed, darting in the direction of the scientist from afar. Now coming into view, the male Hyuuga could be seen, his collar bulging as a the skin morphed, turning into a black snake with red pupil less eyes. “Hmph….what makes me think I can prevent my fate?” Hatari said with a short laugh. He spread his arms. “My story continues…my story is never-ending…and it won’t end here as being a lab rat, ye who know nothing of a truly wonderful experiment.” The black serpent hissed wildly as it shot from the distance and towards the scientist, the snake aiming to bite into the shoulder of the scientist from afar.
Pulling a scalpel from his coat he moved to try and attack the snake, failing as the snace delivered a deathgrip on his neck, snapping it. However, the scientist moved fowards, his eyes gleaming. "Such... power" He mumbled but it was hard to make out his words through his crushed windpipe. As soon as he said it his worthless body fell to the floor, convulsing at first as grotesque fluids filtered out through his mouth before dying
The snake kept its fangs within the neck of the scientist, the black serpent dragging the body along the ground and back to Hatari. The snake hissed angrily as it raised the body of the scientist into the air before him, dangling the corpse of the worthless man before him. Hatari stared at the scientist. “…I thought…that you were stronger,” Hatari mumbled. “….that sucks….” Hatari turned his back to the scientist as it was dragged along the ground by the black snake that remained connected to the collar of the male Hyuuga. Dragging the serpent along the ground, the male Hyuuga soon found himself making his way to Mikaru. Hatari raised a hand, the black snake chucking the corpse of the scientist onto the ground in front of Mikaru. “….so…what were you gonna use it for?” Hatari asked, his eyes closed half way, the black snake curling around his upper torso and neck, its head rubbing against Hatari’s cheek aggressively yet affectionately.
Mikaru merely smiled up towards Hatari and looked down, placing tiny fingers on the zipper before unzipping her top, releaving her torso. It seemed it was much more than her sanity this doctor took, she no longer held the innocence of a child. Picking up on of the doctors hands she placed it along one of the stiches, pressing slightly. Her body moved unnaturaly and seemingly opened for the hand as her flesh absorbed the doctor in a way, her face twisted into slight pain. "This... is what... makes me a monster" She gasped as slowly the man's arm dissapeared. It ended suddenly as his arm snapped of at the elbow, a light shower of blood drenching Mikaru. She seemed unfazed by all the blood on her body and grabbed her top, putting it back on easily. She looked up to him and grinned, although this grin was more psychotic than the grin Hatari would have remembered. Standing she picked up a hooded black cloak and placed it on her shoulders, tying it securly before grabbing the bag. "I'm ready..." She murmmured, grabing Hatari's hand lightly. "And if I may ask a favor of you.... I don't want anyone to know I'm alive again. Seeing you recognize me as this grotesque monster does hurt me a little. She smiled, leaning up and kissing him before beggining to walk hand in hand with him.
Watching as the man seeped into the depths of her flesh, the male Hyuuga’s smile suddenly widened a tad bit more. “Hmph….only those who don’t understand…would call you a monster,” the male Hyuuga said as he kept his eyes on Mikaru, his gaze full of love and surprisingly lust. By far, Mikaru was the one he cared about most in his life….well at least in that “special” way. Hell she didn’t even have the qualities that he’d love in a woman…but now she did. Mikaru was oddly attracted to Mikaru before…but now his love for her had doubled if such was possible. She possessed strength….odd strength…strength none the less. She possessed a weird power, separating her, making her unique from others…just as he had for himself. Watching as the scientists arm cracked, his smile further widened as blood sprayed from his elbow. His heart began to pound. Upon taking his hand, the male Hyuuga tilted his head down slightly, his lips meeting her own. Breakign the kiss, Hatari and Mikaru walked side by side through the laboratory. A thought suddenly popped in Hatari’s head. “….wait…” Hatari mumbled, looking around to the experiments in cages and test tubes that were apparently in the middle of they’re stages of growth. Looking to Mikaru, he went on with the first thought in his mind, “Mika-chan….your so much older…so beautiful.” Placing one hand on her face cheek, he gave his trademark goofy smile, “….I’m never gonna reach third base….am I?” he laughed.
The question altogether caught her offguard, making her trip over her own feet which never happened. Then for the first time since she was ressurected, she laughed. It was so loud and hysteric she doubled over from the pain it caused in her sides. "W...what brought all that on?" She said in between laughing and breathing. Out of all the things for him to say, to ask, he had asked her something so mundane so trivial it made her head spin with the simplicity of it. "Out of all the things to say, you say something like that..." She murmured to him. It was most definately an odd attraction she realized, between them. Sure, they had known each other for quite awhile... but for some reason she felt such a strong connection to him. Perhaps it was his loyalty to her, not giving up on her whenshe rejected him... Smiling she thought how similar they still were, even though they had been seperated for Three years and then some. "Where's Yuu?" She asked him softly
His eyes closed half way. His comment hadn't been taken seriously? His head slimped ot the side, black comedic swirls surrounding his chibi sized white eyes. After shrugging it off, he sighed, "Yuu? He patrols the countries for me," Hatari said with a yawn. "He actually had a few little Yuu's if ya know what I mean." Scratching at the back of his head, he released her hand, "Who knew that Genetically mutated giant sabertooth tigers actually mixed with 'im." Turning his back to Mikaru, he stared at the green glowing tubes. "Sorry Mika....I've got something I believe I should do....well....its my duty....ya know?"Hatari licked his lips lightly. He clasped his hands together, multiple tattoo's forming along his arms. Placing one hand on one of his arms, he mumbled, "Kusanagi." Instantaneously, the double bladed kusanagi appeared in his right hand. Approaching the tube, the male Hyuuga peered inside of it.
She watched at his reaction, was he being serious? Knowing him it was a large possibility that he was being Dead serious. She smiled, finding that Yuu was okay, her expression quickly changed to shock when he told her that Yuu had made offspring of his own. "He had.... Kittens?" She asked. Her expression changed so fiercely it would have taken anyone offguard. Her usual calm and collected self melted as her eyes widened and a silly grin crossed her features. She seemed like a little girl at a pet store for the second before she collected herself and looked down. "Are they... still little?" She hoped. Mikaru had a soft spot for kittens especially and she would frequently nurse them back to health if an injured or starving stray crossed her path "I would.... like to see them" She muttered Quietly. "Do they have names?" She looked up as Hatari released her hand, his gaze fixed on one of the tubes. Listening she watched carefully, wondering what he would do. She turned her gaze to the tube, to see what had captured his interest this intently.
Still peering into the test tube, Hatari winced. "Names? Eh he gave me one of them." Pulling open his shorts slightly, a small meowing sound echoed. He squirmed slightly, closing his shorts. "But other then mine...only Yuu knows the names. Still looking through the testtube, Hatari smiled. Raising kusanagi with one hand. Slicing kusanagi diagonally, he grazed the test tube easily, water pouring from the tube. Watching as the creature came into view, Hatari smiled lightly. "So who was this scientist guy anyways Mika?"
"Hmm... Is there any way that I could... See Yuu soon? " Mikaru really did miss her companion, in a way they were partners and he had helped her so much. Hearing him question the Doctor she flinched looking down "He was evil and degenerate. He loved to use all of us to boost his ego... especially me." She muttered, placing the bag down and digging around before pulling out two small leather bound journals. One of them was very fancy and ornate while the other looked like it had been personally made. "I think you... should read these when you get the chance. This one was his," She muttered, handing him the ornate one. "And this one was... is.. Mine" She said, her voice shaking slightly as the placed the ratty one ontop. "You can read whichever first. I'm sure it will give you better.... Insight to what occured here for those three years." Picking up the back she watched as one of the expirements fell out of the tube. She bit her tounge, something she had become accustomed to, something she used to prevent herself from portraying anything. Everything he did, and made her do was grotesque and went against the laws of nature, like her. She always felt sick to the stomach when she thought of the lives that these people had led.
Holding his hand out, he took both of the books. Looking down to the neater one and then to the handmade one, Hatari’s eyes closed half way. This was actually good for the male Hyuuga. He had been working on such things since he was a child…but he had lots of people to help him and said people knew more then he was…he was merely a leader who sat and gave orders of what he wanted. Slipping the book the professor had into the back of his pants, he opened the book Mikaru had given to him. His eyes were entranced on the first page….this was the beginning of what Fuuma Mikaru had gone through…her pain and her torture to become the ‘monster’ she was today. A good portion of the time, the male Hyuuga could admit now, that he bullshitted, acting as though he was great and mighty, that he could do anything…but this would be another eye opener that would eventually make him a stronger person. At the sound of cracking glass and then the sound of a shatter, Hatari looked down to the creature on the ground that was gasping for air. Apparently this was a water based creature. Noticing the gills on its neck, Hatari dropped the book Mikaru had given him, falling to his knees before the creature. Oddly overcome by his emotions, the male Hyuuga found himself placing his hands over the gills of the creature. Performing a quick hand sign, a water clone formed at his side. The clone held its hands out to the aquatic creature, an orb of water appearing around the aquatic creature.Watching as the aquatic creature eased, squirming in an attempt to get comfortable, Hatari’s stomach turned slightly, the male Hyuuga saddened at the sight of the aquatic creature. Hatari barred his teeth. Picking up the book Fuuma Mikaru had given him, his eyes narrowed. Would he really get far in power by reading something Mikaru had given him? Turning his back to the water clone, Hatari began to head in the opposite direction that they had originally intended. “Mikaru. Can you bare to stay here for a week or so with me?” Hatari asked. “I have things that I believe I need to do here…”
