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    (sorry for the late reply, I'll power RP for now, promise! :3)
    "Just because she's the favorite doesn't mean you're nothing and don't have anything to give." He replied smoothly, his onyx eyes stern but sympathetic.

    OOC: No prob I easy going so it won't bother me much.


    "She mastered her charkra control at ten" Susume hugging herself "It took me far longer and I still don't know very many jutsus...She had more talent in her pinkie finger than I had in my entire body..." Susume traced her thumb over her bandaged knuckles "I never got their praise before they were killed..." anger rushed through Susume's body and she clenched her teeth trying not to punch the nearest object to bits. Angry tears formed in her eyes as she clenched her fists tightly "I am nothing...I am the disgrace of my family line...yet I am allowed to live..."

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    Zen was silent for a long moment, the food began to grow cold as it was set on the table during Susume's rage.
    "Knowing a lot of jutsu's doesn't mean your skilled with them." He said first.
    After that he embraced her in a tight hug.
    "I know the feeling of missing your parents, wishing they could see how you've progressed." He told her.

    (Do you mean Nujabes? :) lol)


    Susume blinked in surprise at the embrace. She sat very still for a long time before she shyly returned the gesture. The anger in her belly cooled and disappeared as the angry tears slowly dripped down her round face a few times. "I'm sorry for bothering you with my petty problems" she murmured sadly "I shouldn't bother ones who are above me with my pathetic self"

    "I'm not above you." He said calmly.
    "You're a person, not a mut." He added, surprisingly firmly.
    "If you give other people so much respect, at least give yourself the amount you deserve." He informed her.
    (Yes, lol. :3)

    Susume sighed closing her eyes and remembering her sister's cruel sneer as she sat on the cold front step of the Takara home before her father slammed the door shut. Susume shook her head "I...I just can't see myself as anything more than Susume Takara: The Disgrace of the Takara House...I'm sorry...I just can't..."

    "You'll learn to respect yourself overtime, i'll help you as much as I can!" He promised.
    He began digging into his food like a wolf to a fresh kill.
    He stopped for a short moment, he was about to share something most people never knew.
    "If it helps to hear my problems, my parents were murdered in the great Uchiha massacre." He told her, dully.

    Susume's eyes grew the size of plates and she blinked before her expression turned sad. She reached out one bandaged delicate hand and touched his arm. She was trying to convey comfort as best she could. What comfort could she possibly muster? The thought flickered through the back of her mind.

    (I kind of had him tell her his parents death in an odd way XD sorry.)
    "I still remember the night Itachi murdered my clan." He mumbled.


    "The screams of my family, the blood falling onto my face through the floorboards, the dead silence that overcome the house, having to choke back sobs knowing that I could be very well on the floor with them." His hand grew tight on the bowl, breaking a piece off of it.
    "Uh, my apologies." he said to the owner of the shop, setting down money as payment.
    "I, didn't mean.. to go into detail, I was more kind of speaking to myself." He notified Susume.
    "I should go, their's training to be done!" He stated, a smile reappearing on his face.
    (What he just did was one of those huge life things, nobody but the Kemuri's knew of this. :3)

    (Ah life is odd XD Aww that makes Susume special ;D)


    Susume frowned a chill passing over her pale skin. She rubbed the back of her neck to flatten the hair that stood there. She only heard screams...saw the smoke and flames...she was held back by several Shinobi who all revived a good beating for keeping her back from the inferno. But what she just heard she wouldn't wish on any person. She wished there was some way she could try and help him with the pain. But what could SHE do? Susume nodded finishing her food as properly and as delicately as women of the Takara House were taught. She may look and act delicate...but, she didn't fight that way.

    Once Nujabes reached the training area he screamed in frustration. WHY did he tell her, he barely even met her! Something so confidential slipping out of the 'Wired Jaw' Nujabes! He smashed his fist into the ground in anger, leaving a small crater. blood flowed from his hand but his adrenaline continued to pump. He sealed a fire breathing technique and sent flames into the air. The flames were weak, imperfect, just like Nujabes. He tried the technique again, the flames flowing wilder and hotter, but it wasn't good enough for Nujabes. He screamed in anger, hands grasping the sides of his head. Once again he tried, the flames reaching a searing degree and an incredible size, but alas it wasn't good enough for Nujabes. He dropped onto his knees in frustration. I wasn't strong enough. He thought to himself. He stared at the dummy line in front of him. with a quick succession of hand seals Nujabes activated his strongest technique, Lightning slayer. Black lightning erupted from his hand,he formed it well, it resembled chidori in all honesty. He was upon the dummies in no time, ripping through them with his jutsu like they were butter. Once the line was destroyed, he woke from his rage, panting.
    ( Indeed! long post XD)

    (Poor Nujabes! Susume would never tell a soul if you asked her to not say a word)


    When Susume left after finishing her food, she headed toward the training ground just to be sure Nujabes was okay. But before she got there an eerie feeling crept over her skin. Susume turned looking behind her to see nothing but a few civilians here and there. Her green eyes narrowed before she turned and continued to walk. When she got there everything was destroyed. "Holy Flying Toads!" she gasped in shock standing there dumbfounded "Wa-What happened here!"

    Nujabes slowly looked up at her, his once onyx eyes now Blood red with three tomoes surrounding a black pupil, his Sharingan was activated! He looked at her in despair, remnants of the black lightning flowing through him. blood fell from his hand, he clenched it tightly, cutting his palms with his fingernails.
    (SO SORRY FOR THE LATE POST! :O)

    His eyes slowly faded to their natural Onyx color.
    "I'm fine." He muttered, embarrassed.
    (I want to do something for Nujabes as a crush, but I'm not sure what. I'm thinking of this character I was looking up the other night, but I'm not sure. :|)

    (That'd be cool ;D Susme would never even think someone had a crush on her because she thinks she wouldn't be able to live up to anyone's standards)


    Susume looked at him before she gazed at the damage "D...Did you...do this?" she asked curiously.

    He slowly nodded.
    "It's a mess isn't it? Look at the scorch marks, shows how weak the flames were, I didn't even manage to hit arteries on the dummies either." He stated in frustration.
    (Well, if you're interested you could play this female character, I'm quite horrible at playing women. XD)

    (I'll give it a shot if you like)


    Susume gave him a look and her eye brow twitched. But she said nothing as that same chill came over her skin. It seemed familar and deadly...what was- Susume barely dodged a Kunai as it swished past her cheek grazing her hair before she rolled across the ground. "Ow" she gasped lifting herself up slightly.

    (If you're interested, and if you believe it'll be fun! :3 And oh yeah, action!)
    Nujabes eyes widened, he immediately begin searching for the attacker, his body assuming a defensive position. "Are you all right?" He asked, continuing to seek the culprit .

    (Sure :D Susume was just reminded she's being hunted XD)


    Susume picked her self up holding a cut on her arm from when she fell. "I'm fine" she said ignoring the cut and looking around "I had hoped they wouldn't have found me here..." In a blur a man dressed in black and a crude looking mask on his face appeared a ways away from Susume and Nujabes. He pointed at the small female Shinobi then pretended to slit his throat. Susume's hand went to her neck out of instinct as the man vanished again as quickly as he came. Susume rubbed her throat nervously before she shuttered and closed her eyes.