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Post by Hayate Mochiya on Apr 21, 2010 19:48:43 GMT -8
"I'm just afraid... I'll turn into someone like a Jinchuriki. Someone who's feared and shunned." He shuddered, even with the warmth from Violet. "It's just... I've already lost everything once. I'm not willing to do it again..."
((Rµƀy: It's VIOLET!!! Not Ruby! Lol...))
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Post by Scαrιετ on Apr 22, 2010 18:07:01 GMT -8
"I'll make sure it doesn't happen." She stated. Violet then pressed her nose into his cheek. "Because I'm not willing to lose you."
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Post by Hayate Mochiya on Apr 25, 2010 13:01:25 GMT -8
Hayate gave a sad smile. "That's exactly what my mother said." He grunted. "I don't think I'm ready to tell Tsunade yet..."
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Post by Scαrιετ on Apr 26, 2010 16:46:41 GMT -8
"Well...I..." She let out a sigh, "Even so...I'll do whatever it takes, Hayate." She looked up into the sky. At the moon. The round white object, that sometimes Violet thought of as a sphere of hope. But she looked back at Hayate. "We're gunna have to say something soon. Before it's too late."
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Post by Hayate Mochiya on Apr 26, 2010 18:35:32 GMT -8
Hayate grunted. Proof of his stubborness. He kicked the dirt, and stared (or rather, glared) at the moon. "I guess..." He didn't like the idea of anyone thinking less of him. And even less the idea of an extraction...
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Post by Scαrιετ on Apr 27, 2010 18:23:01 GMT -8
"You guess? You need to not guess. You've gotta know. I know we're gunna have to." She let out another sigh, "Unless you wanna become Naruto." She then said, in a lower voice. "Not a knucklehead...but shunned as a beast. A beast that also once tried to destroy Konoha." She let herself relax. Her muscles fell loose. "Tomorrow. We have to go..." she said, letting her voice trail off, "But for now, Hayate..." Another sigh. She slowly looked to Hayate's face for some sort of hopeful expression. She saw the moonlight illuminate his face. Stubborn, she seen, but she also found something else. That want to get rid of the evil. She studied his eyes, trying to simply lift the burden of the problems they had by seeking someone who could love her. "Please...just relax. I'm here."
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Post by Hayate Mochiya on Apr 27, 2010 19:05:49 GMT -8
Hayate's tensed shoulders slacked, a forced effort for Violet's mental ease. He sighed. "I suppose you're right." He grinned, exposing his teeth and looked Violet straight in the eyes. "But then again, you're always right." He teased her hair again, then embraced her. He was slightly taller than her, and he was able to rest his chin on the top of her head if he stretched.
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Post by Scαrιετ on Apr 28, 2010 18:20:33 GMT -8
"I'm not always right, really..." She said, trailing off. But she smiled at his grin. She loved his grin. He took her a bit by surprise as he embraced her. A surprised look came up onto her face with a slight blush, but she smiled and closed her eyes. She took in a deep breath, letting it slowly escape her lungs. She thought it was absolutely perfect how he was a bit taller than her. Personal preference. "I love you, Hayate..." She whispered.
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Post by Hayate Mochiya on Apr 30, 2010 22:16:44 GMT -8
Hayate said nothing, but he held Violet closer. "I...I think we should move." He said at last. He shivered from the cold. Night had long since fallen, and the air had turned crisp and cold.
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Post by Scαrιετ on May 4, 2010 17:21:41 GMT -8
She realized the temperatures had fallen herself. Letting out a puff of air, Violet watched as her warm breath formed as fog in the cold air. Though, the warmth coming from Hayate seemed to be the very thing that kept her warm. "We should." She said in quiet agreement. But she waited for Hayate to make the move.
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Post by Hayate Mochiya on May 11, 2010 18:29:07 GMT -8
Hayate frowned. He hated to leave now. "I have training to do tomorrow... Sorry." His eyes smiled. "How about tomorrow we meet for some training?"
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Post by Scαrιετ on May 11, 2010 19:59:39 GMT -8
Violet's face brightened. "That'd be perfect, Hayate."
*End?*
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Post by Hayate Mochiya on May 12, 2010 15:03:09 GMT -8
*END*
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