”Try lifting up the headband, seein’ outta one eye can’t be that good."
"Only if you’re willing to donate an eye, there’s nothing under here."
"Donate an eye...?
-- Sorry, mine are nothin' special. Try talkin' to Nagato about that one."
”Uuuh, yeah. Just a bit. Seeing as I got no clue who you are.”
"Well good, cause I think it just proved that my eye sight is going." It was bound to happen one of these days, so why not here and now?
"Try lifting up the headband, seein' outta one eye can't be that good."
“Gentler touch…?”
What’s that supposed to mean…
Either way, Yahiko got up and went to the bathroom, beginning to help Konan with her hair. Taking the brush from her and going through with a definite “gentler touch”.
“—- Mhm. It’d be good if you did, I can ask around as well.”
Konan closed her eyes as he began to gently brush through her hair, it felt nice not having to worry about being hunted on the streets. "…..yeah Yahiko—-what do you think of me..?” Konan asked suddenly, she wasn’t sure why but she wanted to know on what he thought of her.
----- He was completely caught off guard by that question.
His cheeks lit up and his brows furrowed downward, a tad confused if anything.
------ [ Nagato, that punk! Did he rat out to her!? ]
"U-Uhhh.."
"You're a great friend, Konan! We've kind'a known each other forever, huh? I-I mean, you're super awesome and sweet and stuff, ahah.."
It took a few minutes at least, but eventually he came back with a box in hand.
Stopping in front of her, Pein cleared his throat. And just for her sake— flashed one of Yahiko’s old grins.
———- “Happy Birthday, Konan."
Having grown restless from waiting. Even if it was only a few minutes. She wanted her present. Teetering on her heels until Pein returned. Shooting a mischievous grin towards the ginger.
"Happy Birthday to us~" Konan held out the present for him once more.
Pein took the present from her once more, a little glad he could actually have it now. And in return, he handed over his own box; wanting to see her reaction to the gift.
Nothing too 'grand'... But he tried. He wasn't the best at origami, but he tried to make a dove. Symbolic, wasn't it? Seeing as it was a sign for peace... And god knows that trio went down fighting for it.
------- "Heh, yeah-- Happy Birthday to us."
who is this "three days grace" and why am i constantly being serenaded with them
WHY ARE POP TARTS NEVER ON SALE
WHY DOES NO ONE BELIEVE IN R.I.P ANYMORE
There There…-patpat-
THIS IS UNACCEPTABLE
WHY DOES NO ONE BELIEVE IN R.I.P ANYMORE
”It’s possible— he may even be in this Inn. However—- I don’t think trying to look for him tonight will do any good. May as well rest and continue tomorrow.”
Yahiko let out a yawn,stretched out along the couch, his arms pulling up to rest behind his head.
”——— You okay in there?” He spoke up, having heard her say ow.
—- Though he tried to keep his laugh quiet from the tangles part.
Konan sighed, placing the brush down she peeked her head out of the doorway. ”Can you help me with my hair..? You seem to have the “gentler” Touch.” Konan frowned. "We have no time to guess—-I guess later I’ll go through the check-in booklet.”
"Gentler touch...?"
What's that supposed to mean...
Either way, Yahiko got up and went to the bathroom, beginning to help Konan with her hair. Taking the brush from her and going through with a definite "gentler touch".
"--- Mhm. It'd be good if you did, I can ask around as well."
“Talk?”
Yahiko cocked a brow to that suggestion, a smirk forming over his lips. He got up, stretched, and made his way tot he couch.
Plopping down on his bed for the night. A pillow fluffed up behind his head.
”… Hmmm. Sounds like a slumber party now. ‘Talking’. Got any gossip?”
Konan smiled sitting on the bed, placing her hands on her knees. "Gossip? I don’t what bout you?" Konan said removing the rose she gently placed it on the end table, before standing up to go to the bathroom. ”I mean I wonder if the target we are looking for is somewhere nearby.” Konan said from the bathroom, brushing her hair. ”U-ugh ow…tangles.”
"It's possible-- he may even be in this Inn. However--- I don't think trying to look for him tonight will do any good. May as well rest and continue tomorrow."
Yahiko let out a yawn,stretched out along the couch, his arms pulling up to rest behind his head.
"------ You okay in there?" He spoke up, having heard her say ow.
--- Though he tried to keep his laugh quiet from the tangles part.
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Why did you choose your url?
Because I felt really classy with the x and i wanted to yahiko to be the url so yahxko was born
What is your middle name? It's a really kick ass name bc my parents thought they'd name me after their fav artist at the time.
If you could own a fairytale/fictional pet, what would it be? ..... Ohman. I want a Pokemon.
Favourite colour? Purple, Orange, Blues.
Favourite song? Holy mother of love I have no idea. right now? Beautiful/ Down the River by Ben Caplan
What are your top three fandoms? Naruto, Marvel/DC, Sou Eater
Why do you enjoy tumblr? Well, I started on Facebook but I love how you can format and add icons on here. It's so awesome. Also, there's a lot of people I can get alon with, there doesn't seem to be "groups" or "cliques", it's nice. I like it! Plus, themes are epic.
Tag 9 of your tumblr crushes; (few of mine were previously tagged so I'll try to tag new, sorry if this is a repeat to you)
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“Good thinkin’!”
Yahiko took the glass she’d placed down and swung it to his lips, taking a few good chugs from it.
Sighing once more after he let the glass go. Fully refreshed now. All thanks to Konan, of course.
“—- Thanks for the awesome meal! But now you gotta eat—- Maybe I’ll try and think of something we can do for the rest of the night while y’do."
"Yeah I’d say so." Konan said leaning onto her hand managing to finish hers a few moments after him, picking up the plates she brought them to the sink washing them clean placing them onto the rack. ”I ate already—hm um well I am not sure what…..I mean we can go to sleep early or i don’t know talk?”
"Talk?"
Yahiko cocked a brow to that suggestion, a smirk forming over his lips. He got up, stretched, and made his way tot he couch.
Plopping down on his bed for the night. A pillow fluffed up behind his head.
"... Hmmm. Sounds like a slumber party now. 'Talking'. Got any gossip?"
dangos-are-better:““dangos-are-better:“ “dangos-are-better:“ “dangos-are-better:“yahxko: “dangos-are-better “She gave him a toss, holding him to her side as if he was a toddler and not a little...
"That's quite the dream, yeah!" And a little odd, for someone who lived in the ninja world. "You have a lot of work ahead of you." And it was honest! The world was already so violent and chaotic and with people dying every day by another's hand half the time, the dream seemed…far-fetched.
But she'd always had a big heart, and simply nodded her head in agreement. "I'm sure you'll do great, yeah."
"I sure hope I do! I won't stop 'till this place is just even a little bit better!"
Yahiko's brows dropped, expression growing serious.
He needed that dream.. Lived off of it.
--- No, no. Don't get too serious, Yahiko.
---- "So ah... Where're we going?"
...... Birthday.
Yahiko's Birthday, to be exact. The man whom's body made up what was known as the Deva Path.
Nagato knew this--- Nagato memorized the date. Sure, it belonged to two people... But for him, this date only mattered for one person.
February 20th, the day Yahiko of Amegakure was born. One of three Orphans who formed a crew together... He had such high dreams---
--- but they were all shattered when he rammed his body into the Uzumaki's own kunai. He went from a god, to a sacrifice.
... The sad part about this day, was no one even remembered the red head. No one knew of Yahiko, no one cared. No one but Konan and Nagato, that is. They were the only ones left who knew of this vessel's truth. Who cared for the face's heritage.
----- Through this body, the body of a friend, Nagato operated. And now, he had the youth standing in an empty room. A cake placed in front of him, and the only light coming from the single flickering candle.
For a birthday for someone forgotten wasn't meant to be celebrated so publicly.
------- "... Happy Birthday, Yahiko. You will never be forgotten. Your dreams will live on... And your face will be the image of it all."
The vessel's voice spoke other's words, and with one huff, he blew out. The flame flickering out.
--- And Pain was left int he dark. To celebrate alone.
... Just as it should be.
