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| - Emerald eyes searched the ground, looking for something dear to the boy. After some searching, he found his necklace which had came off and tumbled to the ground below while he jumped from tree to tree. "Found you!" he shook the necklace before putting it back around his neck. He had been training with his teammates earlier before he decided to leave and go back home. "Alright, time to head back home.." Soon the words filled the woods, A cloaked old man, who spent his day, eating peanuts on the top branch of a old tree took notice of the lad. Sensing the smell of a familiar blood, the man somehow reached the path blocking the young fellows path, spilling some of his peanuts in the process. "May I know your identity ? kid " Shinzui spoke with a curious mask. Yasaki looked up at the cloaked figure, quite confused as to why he was asking such a question. Without fear, Yasaki smiled and answered the man's question. "Yasaki Senju! son of the eighth hokage, why do you want to know?" He asked the man afterwards. Deep down, he felt a disturbance coming from the man, but he decided to ignore it. "Oh !" Shinzui exclaimed, at the reply, closing in on Yasaki, Shinzui gave a warm pat on the lads head resting his right palm on it, while he took a breath, "So, you are the son of that brat eh, no wonder you smell the same as that rotten old pervert." Shinzui said giving a smile which was covered by the cloak to the outside world. Yasaki felt a little angry that the man was getting comfortable with him, he still didn't know who he was. "Hey! Who are you anyway? Calling my mother a brat! And my grandfather is not rotten, old and pervert may be true but rotten? No.." Yasaki was furious by this point. "This Emerald eyes and golden hair, you certainly took over your grandfather, wait a sec, do you know about your grandmother ?" Shinzui said, not wasting his time or breath, still resting his right palm on the Senju's head. Yasaki suddenly more relaxed. "I don't know that much about her..aside that she was an Uchiha. But, you still didn't answer my question! I don't know if I should be talking to you.." Yasaki slapped the man's hand from his head, now suspicious of his motives. Giving respect to the lads slap, Shinzui vanished a few feet away from him and answered, "Just now you mentioned, I hail from the same clan, judging from your voice I believe you dislike us, yet still drops of our blood keep you alive," Shinzui said catching a leaf which was getting carried over by the wind.
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