Ryo awoke sweating in the middle of the night, he looked around the room of the blazing spirit dojo, his felt the terror that he had felt that night that he and his friend Yaboi had fought a samurai on top of hokage rock. He turned to look down at the scar the fight had left him, looking around he looked for Yaboi or Tatsuo any familiar face would bring up his sour mood. Getting up to stretch he turned to get his leaf headband, smiling at the sight of it. Ryo quickly tied it around his forehead and made his way out the door, he made his way down the stairs and thought about how long he’s been gone from Konoha, “It’s been a while.” He whispered to himself, he would have to return sometime soon to catch up. He remembers all those he and Yaboi had left behind and hoped to see them again soon.
Arriving to training room that made up the first floor, he looked around to find Tatuso, when he was nowhere to be seen, Ryo took a deep breath and shouted “Tatuso!” the young Uchiha smirked, maybe he could speak to him about what the future and how to move forward. He wanted to return to Konoha but when he was stronger and a more mature person, one that wouldn’t repeat the mistakes the scarred him so. Taking a breath, he sat in the middle of the dojo and awaited Tatuso’s arrival. Smiling he waited for his sensei to arrive.
MFT:256
Arriving to training room that made up the first floor, he looked around to find Tatuso, when he was nowhere to be seen, Ryo took a deep breath and shouted “Tatuso!” the young Uchiha smirked, maybe he could speak to him about what the future and how to move forward. He wanted to return to Konoha but when he was stronger and a more mature person, one that wouldn’t repeat the mistakes the scarred him so. Taking a breath, he sat in the middle of the dojo and awaited Tatuso’s arrival. Smiling he waited for his sensei to arrive.
MFT:256