"Plip.... Plip... Plip..... Ploop... Plip....... Ploop....." The sound of water dripping form the top of the mine-shaft to the floor. It echoed so silently throughout the abandoned mine it could drive the weak willed insane. Walking through the shaft he had left a message for his brother to meet at his normal training ground. The sole ground they used to train when they were both young and they both had that spark to become better shinobi. Time has passed since they both trained together and so has many events changed their paths. So many events yet only one stands alone at how drastically it changed their lives. The sole event that forever changed how Saito would see the future. The event that made him who he is today. They had spoken briefly about this event yet they never truly got to know each other since. Yeah they would go to the bars, hang out with their friends, but that event, they never spoke about to anyone. It was like taboo to them. But Saito had grown tired of wondering and leaving that void untouched. He wanted answers and he knew Kaito did too. It was a Nara thing, that no stone was left un-turned if interested. And this had been picking at Saito's thoughts. What happened to Kaito that night? How did it change him since then? Has Kaito known how different things have been since that day? Well Saito was getting his answers today.
In silence Saito waited, with his purple dress shirt buttoned and his black slim tie, tied correctly. His black pants well taken care of and a cigarette unlit rested on his left ear. He looked more like a business man than a shinobi of stone. There he waited. Waiting to hear the foot steps of his brother to come by. The minor silence with the dripping noise would be the perfect atmosphere to discuss theit dark, silent past. "Plip....... Plip..... Ploop... Plip....... Ploop..... ........Plip....Plip..."
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In silence Saito waited, with his purple dress shirt buttoned and his black slim tie, tied correctly. His black pants well taken care of and a cigarette unlit rested on his left ear. He looked more like a business man than a shinobi of stone. There he waited. Waiting to hear the foot steps of his brother to come by. The minor silence with the dripping noise would be the perfect atmosphere to discuss theit dark, silent past. "Plip....... Plip..... Ploop... Plip....... Ploop..... ........Plip....Plip..."
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