Hidden Isle

Posts : 6 Type : Forsaken Havens Rank : Chunnin

Deep within the mysterious swamps are many islands that remain hidden and many even unexplored by the villagers of the Forsaken Heavens. Although some have been found and even small huts and bases established on them, many are lush islands surrounded by the beautiful green waters of the swamp and big bountiful trees. Many say that some of these parts are haunted by living trees that will tear apart all who are not welcome. But these are just people who are afraid to explore the unknown.

On a normal sized island in these mysterious isles, a light mist flows through the morning air. A small wooden table stands next to a clear blue pond, in a small clearing, a circle of big trees and green foliage surround this little place. A lone person Stands in the center of the pond, un-moving, the water still.

Mitsuki has her eyes closed, focusing her chakra, she was good at this. Even on the fly she was always able to focus her chakra and form her thoughts quickly. This was simple, she moved swiftly, pushing her sleeve up with her left hand, and forcing her right hand through the clear water, until she made contact with the pond floor. Not an inch away from her finger tips, wood erupted from the floor, and shot from the waters as a great tree with a twisted trunk went sky ward accompanied by the sounds of wood being twisted and groaning of wood, lush green leaves sprang fourth as it grew. It stopped at a height of 20 feet, with a thick and beautiful twisted trunk, water dripping form the branches of the thick canopy of leaves.

She stood and looked up at her work, and smiled, satisfied with her work. Life was a beautiful thing, and she loved having the ability to create it.
"Now that's a true work of art."

Subject: Re: Hidden Isle Mon Jun 20, 2011 12:29 pm

Gokudera was always somewhere close to Mitsuki. The chuunin being the only link to humanity he actually loved and not respected, he did everything he could to protect her and be as kind as possible, even with his random and rather violent mood accesses.
She was more or less what stopped him from going completely berserk, having her always in the back of his mind, not wishing to disappoint the only person who was willingly hanging around with him.

It was now a habit of the two, some sort of game. Gokudera was always at a few meters behind the girl, looking like a love struck high school student, stalking the chosen one of his heart while making sure he's not seen. Except that he didn't blush nor fled at the sight of her coming closer to him. He merely became stiff like a statue and would answer with monosyllable words until he felt more comfortable again.

Today was a nice day, warm and the sky was without any clouds, the sun not hitting too hard and a wind keeping it on the right temperature. And as always, Gokudera stood at several meters from the girl, watching her grow a tree with the same amazement he always had.
Himself never did anything much constructive. He was a weapon after all, made to destroy and trained to kill. Not to make things go better, even though he still wanted to change that. But alas, the village's and Kage's orders came before his

When the tree was fully formed, he came closer, stopping next to her, looking at it silently, simply making a grunt to make his presence know and that he agreed with her.

Posts : 6 Type : Forsaken Havens Rank : Chunnin

She registered Gokudera's presence. Not surprised by him being here. He was never far behind her and she liked it that way. He hasn't had the most glamorous life and somehow she brought him peace. Plus he wasn't that bad to be around. She may have a slight crush on him, but valued his friendship more then anything else. She wouldn't let anything come between them, That she was sure of.
"Still sneaking up are we?"

She asked coyly, teasing him a bit. She rather enjoyed this game. At least she knew he was always close. She she moved forward and took a seat on the trunk of the tree that was out of the water. The root was large and wide, big enough so that when she pulled her feet and wet half of her robes from the water to place on the root there was still plenty of room for Gokudera to sit and even lay on. They were an interesting dynamic. As the village saw it, he was a radical and dangerous weapon capable of nothing but destruction. She was a gentle but firm source of life and creation capable of great feats of life and creation. Yet here they were, yin and yang, inseparable. She liked it, and knew they were all wrong. He was so so so much more then what they thought of him. She didn't even see how they could think of him as such a thing when all she saw was light trapped in darkness. All he needed was someone willing to reach through that darkness for him......

She looked up through the leaves of her creation. She was there for him always. Gahh she needed something to do. If not she would sit there and think of him until she did something stupid. She wondered if there was a mission or something that they could go on together. Then they could prove the village wrong about him. He could be their hero and they would have to see his light shine. that would be great, make him happy. And all she wanted was to see him truly happy.

Looking at him again she smirked.
"So any news form the dictators lately?"

She giggled as she asked her last question. She always joked about the leaders of her village sending him off on missions to prove strength or power. Instead of calling them the village leaders they were the dictators who did not know who he was. They just saw power and village reputation and pride. Stupid of them. Laughing at how they thought they could control him.

Subject: Re: Hidden Isle Sun Jun 26, 2011 4:20 pm

Gokudera huffed and showed his trademark scowl when he heard his best friend (if not only friend) comment about his sneaky presence, coming out from behind the tree. His hair, silver like the moon, was still messily framing his face. Between his lips he was holding a cigarette, bad habit of the genin to find a way to calm his overly nervous nerves. The boy had his hands in his pockets and held a slouched position, somewhat showing challenge and that he didn't care with that attitude.

A well noted 'tsk' escaped from between his lips, eyes rolling to finally settle themselves on the female teenager who was now sitting on a root, feet dipping in the water of the lake, her robes becoming wet and half drenched. It was like a picture he had seen in some poem book filled with reproductions of old paintings. There was one of some goddess with very long black hair who was sitting on a root like this, feet in the water. Luckily, Mitsuki wasn't half naked on the picture (the fact the goddess had been half naked made Gokudera wonder if they already had porn back then), or the young male wouldn't have been able to get away of the situation without a heavy nose bleed.

He came closer and leaned against the root without any delicatesse or ceremony, one of his hands reaching for the cancer stick to take it between his fingers and exhale the smoke. Then, he crushed the burning object under his shoe and threw it in the water, knowing that she didn't like it when he smoked. The tree creator probably didn't like it either that he threw his trash in the water but right now he had no other place to where to put it, so the lake had become his bin for now.

Gokudera was surprised that the village hadn't attempted yet to separate them yet. After all, she was a precious treasure to them, wasn't she? The Senju being rare and well kept to have hopefully more shinobi capable of creating woods. He hated how the elders and heads of the village(s) thought, wondering how they could have become so corrupted while they had been shinobi too, being used to the desire of others, their feelings never being considered properly. He had promised himself at some point to not to turn into such a person.
He couldn't say monster, even though it would fit well in this situation in his mind. Why not? Well, wasn't he called a monster too after all? Wasn't he one for having this animal inside of him, making of him a demon as well.

He shot a glance at Mitsuki who seemed to be bored and needing some movement. For all he cared, he would have said "let's run from here and go somewhere else". He did love his Kage very much as well as his wife, but...But he didn't want to be stuck in this village anymore. He wanted to grow, to see more and maybe, maybe make friends with people who didn't know about his heritage.

"Nothing. Still the same. Train and become a good weapon and all that." he sharply replied, annoyed by the simple fact he had to mention those losers. "I should blow their faces up one day." he added, gritting his teeth.
The boy was itching for a new cigarette but kept his hands sagely in his pockets, also refraining himself from letting a bomb explode just for the fun of it.

Posts : 6 Type : Forsaken Havens Rank : Chunnin

She watched him put out the cigarette and lean against the root. As he spoke she tried not to stare at him. She really like his silver hair and the way it hung around his face. She feared the day they would try to take him away. She knew one day they would...but that day she also knew she'd give them hell before they succeeded in separating them. To think that people saw him, her Gokudera as a monster. It made her sick that he was called and thought of like that. He was amazing and told him that on a regular basis. He looked at her and for a moment their green eyes met and she could see his pain and hope.

Replying sharply to her ment his nerves were on edge. He got nervous around her sometimes and she was used to it. He was always like this at first and she thought it was cute. Seeing him, a man with so much power and ability shy or nervous or so easily put off hi guard made a giggle escape from her.
"hehe oh stop your not gonna do anything to them."

She nudged him with her shin against his thigh playfully, still looking at his face as she could tell he itched for another cigarette.
"And if you tired they try to separate us and then I'd have to show them who between us they should really be afraid of."

She closed her eyes as she smiled at him. She knew he was immensely stronger. The Kyuubi was no doubt an incredible force, but she knew he'd find her teasing him and not being serious. If only he knew how serious she was. No force, bijuu, their kage, or even the combined armies of the shinobi word could ever take him away from her.

Subject: Re: Hidden Isle Tue Jun 28, 2011 6:51 pm

Gokudera huffed playfully at the slight push Mitsuki gave him against his thigh and crossed his arms over his chest, giving her a playful grin. He knew she could be dangerous, he never doubted about that. Plus, she was a chuunin and thus most likely more skilled than him. Kyuubi was one thing but he didn't even want to imagine how scary it had to be to be stuck inside a tree...
He shivered at the idea and quickly forget about it, giving his attention fully back to his conversation partner, glancing up to her.

"I will. Those bastard were talking about me leaving you 'cause I'm a danger to you. Hell I will!" he snapped harshly, repeating a message that he had heard over and over again since the day he and Senju had started talking. "Bastards...I'll make them see what I think of them before you'll be able to lift one finger, Mitsuki-san. I'd rather not have your hands covered with blood like mine...Besides," he added with a grin, "you don't have to worry about me, I'll be perfectly fine. As long I got bombs on me, nothing can go wrong."

He scratched his nose, a slight blush on his cheeks from having said something so cheesy and turned around, leaning his arms on the root and his head on them, sighing heavily and kicking in the wood, annoyance written all over his face. He was sick of this place, doing nothing but remaining on some weak strength while he had to learn the jutsu his former tutors had given him as legacy as well as study his storm element.
He wanted to see more, to learn more, to study more and finally see some people that wouldn't tell him what to do day after day.

"Hey...Let's run from here." he suddenly said.