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      HIS HEART CLENCHED AS HE ARRIVED AT A VERY FAMILIAR DOOR --- the jinchuuriki pausing before knocking at it’s surface ( what was wrong with him? why was he so weak? ). Emotions were at an all time high and jumbled together, questions overwhelming subconscious and mixed in with a sense of regret. How could he have messed up so badly this time? Was he even going to get an answer? Did ( he ) even want to see him after all this time? Without a word, he had left ( that ) night, unable to waste any time in leaving due to the nature of his assignment. It had weighed on his strong heart that he didn’t even get to say goodbye to the one he loved and it made him work even harder to get back as soon as possible. 

      Still --- no amount of hard work would make up for the allotted time missed, he knew that. What was he going to say when he saw the singer’s face? The UNKNOWN could practically crush a person, a curled fist knocking before he even knew it.