The things that Soku told Ziren was really a lot to take in... Mikasa... No longer the Medical Sennin? Increased missing attempts? And the crew... They had always found a way to get underneath Ziren's skin. And sure they are annoying... But they didn't deserve this... No...
His fist tightened and blood came out, right in front of him, making like a mock punching bag. With a swing of his fist, putting all chakra into it, he hit the blood punching bag, after which, the blood immediately absorbed back into his body. Anger. Something he only feels very rarely, but now finding it being more and more common.
"Sorry... I... They didn't deserve to die... Not as children. Not when they had so much ahead of them." Ziren said, thinking back at his own children. He needs to get to them.
He nodded, when she was surprised that he was in a coma. She went to hug him again, and as he hugged her back, she told him of that she can't stay in Cloud. "I know. I can't ask that of you. Just please, even a simple visit would be enough to make my day. And I'm sure my children would be happy to get to know their Aunt Soku." He said that part in a joking manner. "I no longer think of you as my sister, because, you are my sister now. You will always be the god mother of my children. And an Aunt to them as well. And I'll tell you what. I know what I'm about to say, is a very long shot. But once things settle down in Leaf. Once a change in Leadership is made. When you think it is safe for children to be rowdy and cause harmless troubles again. Let me know, and I'll come and visit you."
He put his hand underneath hers, having her palm up. She could feel her own blood pressing out of her palm. Ziren, of course, would stop if she won't allow what he's about to do. But if she lets him. Some of her own blood will come out and form a blood rose, out of her own blood.
If she lets this happen, Ziren will then say, "Just as my blood rose is filled with my chakra, yours is filled with your chakra and blood. Allow me to keep it, so I know that you are alive and well."
His thoughts then ran through his head. It was sad... Saying goodbye. He doesn't really know if he'll ever see her again. But... Somehow he has this feeling. A gut feeling. That he may.
If she allows him to keep the blood rose from her own blood, he will stow it safely in a hidden pocket in his jacket, before giving her a brotherly kiss on her cheek. "Soku. You are the strongest person I have ever met. And by that, I mean you have the strongest will. The will of a leader. Leaf has had its fair share of warriors. What it needs now is a leader. And I think no other person would be perfect than you for it." He let that sink in. After a few seconds, he then said, "I wish we can talk forever. But unfortunately, I have to go. I missed my children growing up. And Soku. This isn't the last time we ever are going to talk. We were both part of the same branch after all. What with all the secrecy. Just look for the subtle things when out of the Fire Country."
He then wiped the tears from her eyes, and gave her one final hug. "Stay you, and be strong. Don't change who you are just because someone wants you to. Who you are, is the best. And if you ever marry that Hoheto fellow. Please make it here or so. I'd love to be present for your wedding." He said with a smile. With that, he turned and looked at Brōlu.
"Ready?" he asked. The plant nodded and jumped off the side if the building. Ziren walked close to the edge, turned around and gave Soku one of his famous smiles, full of hope and joy. He waved to her one final time before he stepped backwards, putting his mask back on as he fell through the air.
Chakra going to his metal arm as it gently glides on the surface if the building, making his landing to the ground, non-lethal.
"Wow." Ziren heard a small, girly voice exclaim. He looked down to see a small white haired girl. Her eyes were ruby red. "Are you an ANBU?"
With a small smile, Ziren said, "Once I was. But then I became a ninja even greater than an ANBU."
From his mask, he could see the excitement in her eyes. Maybe... Maybe it was time to hang up the mask. Taking off his old anbu mask, one he has made almost ten years ago, he gave it to the girl. "If you are looking to become an ANBU. You'll need a mask. Have this one. I've made it years ago. But it might be recommended to clean it out. I've seen my fair share of battles while wearing that mask." with that done, Ziren made his way out of the city, where Brōlu was already at the outer city limits.
"What took you so long human." he asked.
"Just needed to be charitable for just a few seconds. Now. How about we get to a boat to set sail?"
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