#atonebound

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Temari was her own woman, with her own traits, skill set, and personality. She was herself, and no one else, and certainly, no one’s personality quirks had ever  rubbed off on her. No sir.

That’s what she liked to tell herself, at least. Her excuse for stopping on the sidewalk while walking from the store to her apartment to watch the clouds pass overheard was just a moment’s curiosity after one had passed over the sun, casting a pall where she stood.

But she kept standing there, looking skyward even after the cloud had drifted away from the sun, and she felt herself warmed by it. She lingered for too long, eyes entranced by the fluffy white clouds.

So entranced, that she failed to notice the kid that ran right into her, knocking her back.

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It had only been a few years since the fourth shinobi world war, but honestly, it felt like so much longer ago. Honestly, he didn’t really like to think about it too much. Most of the memories associated with it were pretty painful. The loss of his father, the loss of Ino’s father, the loss of Neji, the loss of countless other good shinobi were lost. And for what, some sort of delusional purpose? Based on what he knew the plan was to trap everyone in the dream world, as if that was some practical way to escape real world problems. Just thinking about it all made him feel so many emotions; anger, hurt, sadness... He hadn’t even thought about the war in quite a while, so why was he thinking about it now?

Deciding that his apartment had nothing good to do for the time being, Shikamaru figured it was time for some fresh air. It was too stuffy in there right now for his liking anyway. Perhaps he needed sometime to think, clear his head a little. Now that his mind was focused on the events of the war, he felt like he may as well try and figure out why these thoughts were occurring.

Choosing a spot to lay down, he laid back gently, his hands behind his head, staring up at the blue sky, filled with several clouds passing by. Something about them just helped in clearing his mind. He sighed for a moment, as more war memories found their way inside his head. What bothered him the most was that despite the fact that he lost his father, he never had time to properly grieve his death. If he had in the moment, in all likelihood, he would have just ended up joining Shikaku, and that was something he just couldn’t do, it would be unfair to not only himself, but his friends and allies as well.

A few moments later, he noticed a kid walking by, spiky black hair, not too tall, and sporting goggles. He looked to be probably in his early teens. In all honestly, that look kind of reminded him of what Naruto looked like before he and everyone else had become a ninja. But there was also something familiar about the kid, something he couldn’t quite put his finger on. Who was this kid?

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Haruka sighed softly placing the bookmark in her her novel and stood up from her couch and moved to put it back in her room, it was odd to have a roommate now, but it wasn’t the worst of things. No the worst of things was that Haruka was separated from the one person who mattered the most to her and just that acknowledgement made her mind much more clouded. Haruka found herself only thinking about Yuu much more often, but knowing that she couldn’t stand being inside the apartment trapped with her thoughts, and a person she didn’t wholly trust yet, Haruka prepared to leave her home for the city. Well getting to the city was easy, she was technically already there since her home was in the city, but it was more going to the places and more the fact she would be going places without Yuu with her. Haruka held her breath as she stepped into the hallway, the city wa large and new to her, it was probably going to be easy for her to get lost in fact she actually expected to get lost, but how else would she find her way around?

As Haruka stepped out of her apartment she looked around to only to find no one there where she moved to the elevator and clicked the button waiting for the doors to open, the two strands on the right side of her head perked up as the doors opened and she stepped inside. After a few minutes Haruka was on the ground floor and looking around the lobby like area where most would be when leaving or coming in this kind of place. Haruka gave a gentle smile as she looked over the people, in was interesting so many of them looked so different from what she was used to an she was sure they all had interesting things about them. Haruka closed her eyes for a moment then checked her phone before heading to the door to go outside and she was about to open the door to head outside when it opened ahead of her. “Huh?” Haruka, for a moment, had thought it was an automatic door until she saw the ‘Boy’ who was opening it from the other side.

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