⌠◎⌡—— She thought she’d be safe from intruding with the boys change in demeanor, smiling a little more gently when she spied his own. She knew the boy a little, and she was certain he was around her age despite being taller. She gave a small nod in a sense of greeting, ready to speak up but- But his attitude switched back to serious so fast she’d frozen slightly. Now he was leading her away and she could pull away but she worried she’d hurt his feelings in some way, ❝ Y-You really don’t have to Kohei-san- ❞ She tried to say, though her feet only dragged a little. It’s not like she hadn’t been thinking of getting food, but she’d not really been to the restaurant yet and didn’t know of the food there. Alas she was following him.

  "What are you talking about Sakura-san?" He started, turning his head back over his shoulder to face her, although he didn't stop moving, he needed to get her to the restaurant fast. When you were hungry, you had to eat, that was just the way things worked, so the rational thing to do in this situation was drag the girl to his restaurant obviously. "Of course I have to. You're starving!" Luckily they weren't far from the restaurant and they got there quickly; the only problem was.. it was closed. "Oh damn I forgot that Kaa-san was closing it today.."

' thanks, just don't you think aurora-san sounds weird? i think aurora-sama sound so much better! '

   Again, his kind words would cause her to swallow hard, cheeks burning at such an earnest compliment. Porcelain digits would fidget with one another before her bosom as she forced a grin upon her face.

   She wished to appear polite.

       ❝T-Thank you, Kohei-san. . For the compliments and for being so nice to me. I would compliment you to but, um, I’m afraid I’d sound s-silly.❞

  He simply chuckled in response. He really didn't know why she was thanking him for being nice to her. It wasn't an impressive thing to do.  Most people were nice in his opinion, and even more people would be; or at least should be nice to such a sweet girl like Hinata. 

Honoou lowered his gaze, staring at the headgear given to him, reluctant to accept the metal band, but took it anyway. Clutching the protector in his hands, he glanced back as the older man began to leave, jumping off the ground and into the branches of tall trees. Hearing his name called, Honoou turned back to their dying acquaintance, realizing that she was barely moving anymore. He bit his lip, shoving the metal into his pocket and resigning to leave her as well; he chased after Kohei.

           Thoughts, words of his senpai, played back in his mind like a record. What do I owe her? She is just another shinobi to me. With his eyes narrowed at the back of the raven-haired man, he wondered if he too was another shinobi to him. Given, they have known each other longer than they have known the girl, and they were both shinobis, his decision was only logical and yet, Honoou can’t shake off the thought in his head, the fear that began clawing at him, at his neck.

           He won’t abandon me. He told himself repeatedly, smiling, convincing himself of that mantra.

          Just then, something snapped behind him. A branch. Honoou’s heels grounded on the thick branch, his hand readied on the hilt of his sword, carefully surveying their area. He turned back to his senpai, he must not have heard it. But before he could continue moving, silver and paper flashed before his eyes, and reflexively moving away, the sharp object struck the surface of the tree’s trunk beside him.

           It took only a second for Honoou to realize the inscriptions written. Another second for his eyes to widen, and his mouth to scream. 

                                   ”KOH—”

           But a second late before it exploded.

i would. i would.

Oh look. Another muse I want to make. 

Sakura being done with someone's shit

msharuno

Holy crapsicle guys 2 away from 100 

I am not worthy