K.....Kenkora....forgive me....please...
I'm so sorry Kenkora....
I could hear it perfectly...but I couldn't stop it....
and I ended up hurting you...you've always been there...when I need someone to talk to....or when i'm upset...you will stand by me and act confused.....
have I sent you to your deathbed Kenkora....please say it isn't so....
and Kojiro...was I so wrong to share that note with you....Celenta Kinuta.....myself...Kojiro Okami's father....this stone...what does it all mean...
So I am a Genin now...time for congradulations...and more training?
My mind isn't as focused on training as i'm sure Koichi-sama wants it to be....
Koichi-sama....Kojiro told me we should talk to Koichi about this.....
but he is the last person I would want to talk to on the subject...not that I do not trust him...and that I am not his....I just feel..that if we do...I may not be able to face Koichi-sama again....
I have to find Kenkora today before Koichi does...I need to see the aftermath of what I did to him...
but now I understand one thing....the person who is controling me....
I read a book speaking of such a hero who fell in love with a woman from another clan...this is a custom that goes back a long while....I was able to pinpoint it recently....two names kept coming up....Celenta Kinuta, and Okami....someone had smudged the first name beyond regognition, or had cut it out with a Kunai...
but it read of Celenta harming herself because of her sorrow between her clan, and the man she loved, their ages differed severely but it seemed that they truely loved each other,
as stated in the note....the unknown Okami man had gone off to find the stone to turn it into a ring for the Kinuta woman....but when he returned with the stone...he found the Kinuta tribe had been massacred, he heard a child's cry and ran to it's side, it resembled him greatly. but when he looked up with the child in his arms he found Celenta.....
her arms had been torn off, her rib cage torn open, her head cracked, and blood all around her, in the scene of horror he cried out "Save her!" to the stone in his hand, a beam of light came across her...and yet she was not alive anymore...he left instantly out of the massacred village, he came across grassy fields with a murr to what he knew as his only child, "grow strong....and do not be foolish...like I was...so careless..." and left the child in the grassy fields in front of a village gate as ANBU were coming back to find the baby child laying there...
that is what I gained from the book...from what the description states...the boy had dark skin....brown hair...and blue eyes...I am only able to make out so little wording here...Ko.j...ro...Ko...Ji...ro? Kojiro?
was it Kojiro....that was found in the massacre next to Celenta's body?
this book....it has to be a little under thirteen years ago...
these connections...we're...all connected?
I have to find out more...I will risk going back into the Keikage's,
No matter the cost, being a Shinobi will be put on hold....for now...I will be caucious to avoid Koichi-sama for the next few days...I can't let him know i'm searching into the Kinuta clan....I can't let anyone know...except for Kenkora...and Kojiro.
this will mean a great deal of sealth. even avoiding Koichi-sama and Kjinnay-sama as well as the other Jounins will be an impossibility at best, but i'm willing to risk being beaten to death for stealing secret information for the price of knowing who I am!
[Bob Dylan: What good am I]
What good am I if I'm like all the rest,
If I just turned away, when I see how you're dressed,
If I shut myself off so I can't hear you cry,
What good am I?
What good am I if I know and don't do,
If I see and don't say, if I look right through you,
If I turn a deaf ear to the thunderin' sky,
What good am I?
What good am I while you softly weep
And I hear in my head what you say in your sleep,
And I freeze in the moment like the rest who don't try,
What good am I?
What good am I then to others and me
If I've had every chance and yet still fail to see
Bridge: If my hands tied must I not wonder within
Who tied them and why and where must I have been
What good am I if I say foolish things
And I laugh in the face of what sorrow brings
And I just turn my back while you silently die,
What good am I?
I could hear it perfectly...but I couldn't stop it....
and I ended up hurting you...you've always been there...when I need someone to talk to....or when i'm upset...you will stand by me and act confused.....
have I sent you to your deathbed Kenkora....please say it isn't so....
and Kojiro...was I so wrong to share that note with you....Celenta Kinuta.....myself...Kojiro Okami's father....this stone...what does it all mean...
So I am a Genin now...time for congradulations...and more training?
My mind isn't as focused on training as i'm sure Koichi-sama wants it to be....
Koichi-sama....Kojiro told me we should talk to Koichi about this.....
but he is the last person I would want to talk to on the subject...not that I do not trust him...and that I am not his....I just feel..that if we do...I may not be able to face Koichi-sama again....
I have to find Kenkora today before Koichi does...I need to see the aftermath of what I did to him...
but now I understand one thing....the person who is controling me....
I read a book speaking of such a hero who fell in love with a woman from another clan...this is a custom that goes back a long while....I was able to pinpoint it recently....two names kept coming up....Celenta Kinuta, and Okami....someone had smudged the first name beyond regognition, or had cut it out with a Kunai...
but it read of Celenta harming herself because of her sorrow between her clan, and the man she loved, their ages differed severely but it seemed that they truely loved each other,
as stated in the note....the unknown Okami man had gone off to find the stone to turn it into a ring for the Kinuta woman....but when he returned with the stone...he found the Kinuta tribe had been massacred, he heard a child's cry and ran to it's side, it resembled him greatly. but when he looked up with the child in his arms he found Celenta.....
her arms had been torn off, her rib cage torn open, her head cracked, and blood all around her, in the scene of horror he cried out "Save her!" to the stone in his hand, a beam of light came across her...and yet she was not alive anymore...he left instantly out of the massacred village, he came across grassy fields with a murr to what he knew as his only child, "grow strong....and do not be foolish...like I was...so careless..." and left the child in the grassy fields in front of a village gate as ANBU were coming back to find the baby child laying there...
that is what I gained from the book...from what the description states...the boy had dark skin....brown hair...and blue eyes...I am only able to make out so little wording here...Ko.j...ro...Ko...Ji...ro? Kojiro?
was it Kojiro....that was found in the massacre next to Celenta's body?
this book....it has to be a little under thirteen years ago...
these connections...we're...all connected?
I have to find out more...I will risk going back into the Keikage's,
No matter the cost, being a Shinobi will be put on hold....for now...I will be caucious to avoid Koichi-sama for the next few days...I can't let him know i'm searching into the Kinuta clan....I can't let anyone know...except for Kenkora...and Kojiro.
this will mean a great deal of sealth. even avoiding Koichi-sama and Kjinnay-sama as well as the other Jounins will be an impossibility at best, but i'm willing to risk being beaten to death for stealing secret information for the price of knowing who I am!
[Bob Dylan: What good am I]
What good am I if I'm like all the rest,
If I just turned away, when I see how you're dressed,
If I shut myself off so I can't hear you cry,
What good am I?
What good am I if I know and don't do,
If I see and don't say, if I look right through you,
If I turn a deaf ear to the thunderin' sky,
What good am I?
What good am I while you softly weep
And I hear in my head what you say in your sleep,
And I freeze in the moment like the rest who don't try,
What good am I?
What good am I then to others and me
If I've had every chance and yet still fail to see
Bridge: If my hands tied must I not wonder within
Who tied them and why and where must I have been
What good am I if I say foolish things
And I laugh in the face of what sorrow brings
And I just turn my back while you silently die,
What good am I?
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