Fumetsu and Yusugi: The Hard Truth And The Nuisance Known As Yusugi 1/4/16

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Kaguya Fumetsu , Uzumaki Yusugi
==Title: The Hard Truth And The Nuisance Known As Yusugi 1/4/16==
Yusugi: -The young Uzumaki was already out of his bed, he sat out of his window upon the wooden rooftop of his house. He looked up at the sky, noticing the oddly weather report still occurring. It had been quite some time, without the rain still not falling from the heavens upon Amegakure. Both his hands we’re tucked in the pockets of his hoodie. His daily personals had already been taken care of and was already in his ususal attire. First his orange hoodie which resembled almost a rust color, knee length black shinobi pants, white bandaging covering his right arm completely and black arm bands covering his forearms. His headband was tightly wrapped around his forehead, the headband having its natural glow. His hair was wrapped into a ponytail in the back while he had two bangs hanging over both sides of his forehead, laying nicely on the headband. It was probably around 11:30 in the morning, his parents we’re already up, his grandmother called for him down stairs. He was only able to hear her slightly because the window was still opened, he entered through the window and was now in his room. He closed the window behind him before heading down stairs as he noticed something quite unusual, he couldn’t smell any food cooking. His grandmother stood at the stove “ Yusugi, what would you like for breakfast?” He replied “ Nothing to be honest today, I’m going to just get some breakfast while I’m out” His grandmother replied “Are you sure?” He replied “Yes Ma’am” After this he headed to the door, slipping his feet into his ankle length black shinobi sandals, now that his sandals we’re on he immediately began walking, walking past three blocks before coming onto the main streets of Amegakure. He walked for about a good ten minutes before finding a food establishment that made breakfast meals, before entering Yusugi pulled out his wallet to see how much money he had.-
PxJeffTheKilleRxq: -Fumetsu was still sleeping at this hour... it was 11:20 and he was still sleeping. He had a rough time falling asleep the night prior to this. He was however woken up abruptly by a loud knocking at his door. He looked around him a bit, realizing fully that he woke up... nothing new, just his empty home, clean but empty. A table in the middle of the living room, his room with a wardrobe and all, his sword next to his bed, a small kitchen and a balcony. Nothing was there to catch anyone's eyes... perhaps the sword since it seemed to be the only valuable object in there. He got up rubbing his eyes lazily in the process as he walked straight for the door. He unlocked it and opened it slowly while his hair was covering his eyes. He was looking straight forwards but he only saw a black coat. When he looked higher, he saw a person with red hair that was covering his face for the most part. Fumetsu then looked down silently and saw a hand extended towards him with a scroll. The scroll had the Kage's seal on it so Fumetsu didn't have a second thought on taking it. Upon taking it the mysterious figure simply turned and walked away, most likely leaving the building as it left Fumetsu's line of sight. The boy slowly closed the door, a bit suspicious since that person didn't look like the average Amegakure jounin. After closing the door he walked back an placed the scroll on the table, getting to the sink. He turned it on and moving his hands under it. The clear water began to flow out and into the small cup he formed with his hands until it filled it. Fumetsu used the water to refresh his face a bit so he would get back to his senses after the abrubt wake up. He got a glass from the counter and got some of that clear water in it. Fumetsu walked near the table holding his glass up as he drank some water. He slowly took the scroll but when he touched it he got a really bad feeling. He decided to shrug it off and open the scroll. He was holding it with one hand as the other other was holding the glass. He began to drink the rest of the water but then... then he choked on that water, pulling the glass away from his mouth.- "A... S.... Akatori.... Sen.... sei...... S-She's... dead..." -He spoke to himself... if someone could call that speaking. His eyes were opened wide, one pupil that was surrounded by the turquoise color was staring directly at the words while the other's line of sight was at the glass right next to those words, no water left. In that reflexion of the glass... he saw the death and suffering of those close to him, the ones who were his family before everything happened while the words that described Akatori's status was going blood red. "Is this a genjutsu... or a dream... It MUST be another nightmare!" he thought to himself... unfotunately.. it wasn't. His hands began to shake, his grip on the glass and the scroll getting harder and harder until, at one point, the glass simply cracked and shattered in his hand, not hurting him but making him jump a bit. He dropped the scroll and fell to his knees having a lot of flashbacks in his head... hallucinations happened in front of him, reality merging with his imagination. He couldn't take it. Tears formed in the boy's eyes and fell down his cheeks. It was too much, the death of so many. They were burning and they were suffering, they were chocking with smoke and they were tried to flee but there was no chance for them... for his family... for his friends... the nightmares were true after all. He looked down at the glass as weird colors covered the walls, floor and the ceiling. Even the sky was red. This was Hell... In the shards of glass there were shadow figures, laughing and taunting him. Annoyed, the white haired boy punched the shards... then he punched them again and again and again... using both his fists. Of course, that cause him cuts and hurt him but he couldn't care less. The pain he was enduring emotionally right now was nothing to what he was enduring physically. With each punch everything seemed to get back to normal though. He kept going until.. he felt two different hands, one on each shoulder just slightly pulling him and making him stop. He gasped out of it and he looked behind him but there was no one there. No one at all. He looked at the mess he made, blood was dripping onto the floor and onto the contract. Now those words were actually covered in blood, it wasn't just a hallucination anymore. The shards he punched were hardly shards any longer but more like blood red little crystals, some stuck on his fists. He finally opened his hands and placed them over his hands, crying silently. He was just a genin... just a kid... why was he forced to endure all this? Why? After a bit, the boy got up and walked over to the sink, washing his hands when he got there. He got the crystals off and cleaned his hands of blood as well as clean his face of tears. He went to his bathroom cleaned his wounds with disinfectant, completely ignoring the sting like s sting like sensation before getting some bandages, wrapping them around his knuckles and the rest of the hand, up to his wrists. Afterwards he got to his room and took his mask in his hand but he was still shaking so he simply dropped it back on the desk. He didn't even bother to take his gloves to cover the bandages. He took a white wih black design t-shirt over his upper body since he was topless before. Afterwards he changed his pants with a pair of baggy ninja pants.- "Who killed her?!... WHO!?..." -He yelled out of a sudden punching the wall next to him.- "Who killed them all... why?... why?..... w...h...y...?...." -He really couldn't put his brain back in place. He was broken, destroyed, depressed and it was clear that he wasn't sane anymore. That bad feeling that he had all these days seemed to be right. He walked slowly towards his blade. The boy picked it up slowly and slightly pushed the hilt up to look into his reflection. To his dispair it only showed him more gruesome stuff. This time it was his reflection but it was all covered in blood like he was a murdered. He immediately dropped it and made a few steps back. He stopped moving completely, stopping from shaking, thinking to himself. "People are cruel... Akatori was killed by someone cruel, no doubt. Enemies or not, orders or not, I do not care... I can't CARE anymore.... there's no point... People deserve to die... we deserve to go extinct... we all do... we are all the worst... How did I even get here?... In this stupid village, with no one close to me... and I see people everywhere, happy families... happy people... and then this happens... and I see that all of my close people are killed brutally... it was an attack... a night of Hell... we were all slaughtered... no... they were... and only I was to survive... WHY DID I SURVIVE?... I would've been better off dead... my mother killed, my father as well... my sibling as well... my friends... Akatori was so close to my heart... she was always happy, always eager for training, eager to train me and the others... She was my best friend... the only one that understood me... that understood me completely and she just leaves me... She was like a mother as well... now I lost both mothers I guess... heh... heheheh... why?... The laughing shadows? They did it?... they were also people... no... they were monsters... only few of them are people... Akatori was one of those people... and now... loosing all those people so close to me... I'm becoming a monster myself..." He was deeply lost in thoughts, fighting with his own being. "To be a monster... you need the proper tools... One sword won't "cut" it" -He laughed to himself... to his own disturbed joke as he took the sword, this time without any hold up... without any kind of hesitation. He opened the window, and jumped through, holding his sword in hand. The newborn "monster" was holding the sword by the middle of its sheath. He landed on a rooftop and realized it still wasn't raining when he looked at the sky. He began to run fast on the rooftops, jumping from one to another. With each contact he made with the roofs, a loud metalic sound was heard. Soon enough he would decide to land on the streets and look for a shop for ninjas... for monsters. He wanted another sword since he trained a whole lot with just one. As he walked and looked around he would carelessly bump into Yusugi, not noticing him. If it wasn't for his loose grip on the sheath he wouldn't have dropped the blade down at the other's feet. When he regained balance from the bump, he turned around slowly to look at Yusugi. A smirk formed on his now visible face. The smirk showed a bit of his clean white teeth. He fully parted his lips to speak in a dark tone. A tone that wasn't low like how he used to speak, it wasn't cold and it wasn't emotionless. It was pure evil. The intent to kill was simply felt in his vocal cords but that's only if one would pay attention to it.- "Well... hello, Yusugi." -He let out a dark snicker, his speaking being more fluid now.- "Where are you going, may I ask? Also... would you like to pick that up for me?" -He pointed at the blade, moving his bandaged hand closer to the red haired genin's line of sight.-
Yusugi: -Yusugi turned around as he was startled when being bumped in by Fumetsu. He put his wallet away as he notice a few things different about Fumetsu. First was that his face was now completely visible, he had no gloves on but this time a bandages on both his hands. He noticed the  smirk that appeared on Fumetsu’s face, knowing that it was completely unusual since he knew for fact that all the time he had been around him he had never smirked even in a mask. He noticed the cold and emotionless tone changed in his voice when he said hello to Yusugi. Instead he quickly noticed that it sounded more demonic. He paid close attention to Fumetsu as he made a dark snicker after greeting him, noticing that he was also speaking clearly unlike how he would usually speak. Following the snicker he heard Fumetsu ask him where he was going and if he wouldn’t mine picking up his sword which was  at his feet.  He looked at his hand even closer now that it was in his line of sight. Before replying Yusugi looked at Fumetsu’s eyes, he knew something was wrong with him because he could easily tell that he was crying, no matter how hard Fumetsu tried hiding it Yusugi knew something had happened to him.  Extended his right hand out before reaching down to grab the sword, before stopping and quickly raising his hand up to grab the wrist of Fumetsu’s right hand. He couldn’t help but to care about what had happened to Fumetsu, so much that he couldn’t even smile like usual, instead his facial expression was straight. “Fumetsu…I know something happened to you…its written all over your body language, face, and physical state…and don’t say its nothing…I know somethings up…” He looked up at Fumetsu’s face hoping that his eyes would lock on to Yusugi’s ocean blue eyes. He stood there waiting for an answer.-
pxJeffTheKilleRxq: -He still had his sly smirk on his face, looking at the other's hand who was going for Fumetsu's blade. He then saw a change and followed the hand with his eyes. Yusugi's hand had grabbed Fumetsu's wrist. The kaguya's eyes slightly widened as he stared at the hand and listened to the other's words, his smirk vanishing.- "Wh...?... I'm fine... I'm fine..." -He yanked his hand away, rubbing his wrist a bit, getting slightly annoyed from being read so easily. He was easier to read than an opened book. He let out an annoyed grunt- "Are you going to give me my blade or not. Yusugi?" -He looked at the other with an annoyed expression, he was loosing patience, he didn't want other monsters getting in his head. 'Yusugi is just another monster with a happy face...' he thought to himself as he stared at the others eyes, still impatient.-
Yusugi: - He watched as the smirk eon Fumetsu’s face remained, he noticed as Fumetsu followed his movements even before he grabbed his right wrist. He noticed the slight change in Fumetsu’s facial expression and the way he spoke. His smirk now vanishing as he told him that he was fine. He watched as Fumetsu yanked his hand away before rubbing it abit. He could obviously tell that Fumetsu was becoming a bit annoyed with him but he didn’t care, he cared more about what was going on with FUmetsu then he did about his attitude. Following up with the comment of I’m fine by Fumetsu he began to speak saying to Yusugi if he was going to give him his blade back or not. Before he replied he placed a Genjutsu on Fumetsu, a Genjutsu known as Genjutsu Binding. A jutsu that would make movement for the other impossible unless the placer decided to release the Genjutsu or unless the other knew the Genjutsu themselves. Other wise they wouldn’t notice that they we’re under it until they attempted to move. But although he was under the Genjutsu he could still talk, Yusugi bent over and picked up the blade with his right hand. “I’ll hold on to this. Alright, we’re going to go have some breakfast and talk about this, if you don’t just go along with it I’ll keep you like that, got it?”-
pxJeffTheKilleRxq: -He kept waiting for the blade to be returned to him. He saw the other pick it up and began to talk. Fumetsu noticed that the other wanted to have breakfast with him. The following words were more like a threat.- "What do you mean you are going to keep my blade for now?" -When he wanted to move and grab the sword he found out that he couldn't.- "What the...?" -He said a bit surprised, his eyes opened slightly wider than usual and his teeth pressed against one another as he was not able to move a muscle... except his face. 'This bastard... this BASTARD!... No... no... no no... focus, focus. What is this? He didn't touch me... no... he did but he didn't do anything then. Could it be.. the Temporary Paralysis Jutsu? No, that's not it... If it was that then I would be feeling ropes around me but I can't move a damn muscle... Then this isn't it... It's a genjutsu of some sort. He touched me... but I don't think it could've been it... maybe it was the eye contact... clever.'- "Very well, Yusugi... Very well. Whatever you did, I can't move at all, so can you take this off already?" -His voice was more friendly, annoyed in a more light note rather than a dark one. He was faking it, obviously... how could he not fake it?... after what he saw, how could he be happy or even neutral in mood? He waited for the other to release the genjutsu and let him go.-
Yusugi: -Although Yusugi was extremely nice, he wasn’t dumb. He knew that Fumetsu was playing nice only to simply get released from the Genjutsu. Yusugi was surprised that he was able to analyze what he had done so quickly he was impressed. But beside the point he wasn’t going to give up the blade and he was going to make sure that he got the information out of him somehow and that they we’re going to eat, no matter if Fumetsu liked it or not. He walked into the restaurant as he released the jutsu, putting the blade on his legs laid out sideways as he sat, waiting for Fumetsu to enter, the waitress appeared asking I’m what did he want, Yusugi simply said toast and bread before letting them know to please wait since he was waiting on someone. As the waitress waited for Yusugi she asked him if he wanted a glass of water, he replied yes. She placed the water in front of him before picking it up with his right hand and taking a little sip of the water. The water had three pieces of ice in the bottom of the glass, the glass itself sweating as the ice slowly would begin to melt.-
pxJeffTheKilleRxq: -Fumetsu moved a bit when he realised he could but before he could take his sword, Yusugi walked into a restaurant with it.- "Does he... does he actually want to have breakfast with me?... REALLY?!..." -People stopped and stared at him. He turned and looked at the clenching one of his fists to the point where his forearm was shaking slightly as he was gritting his teeth. He turned around once again and walked inside the restaurant, sitting at the same table Yusugi was at, silently. He kept his eyes locked to his own blade before looking at the waitress- "Water... nothing else..." -His tone was once again cold and uncaring. His face had the usual frown and nothing else. It's how he looked with the mask but this time he didn't have the mask. He looked down at the table as the waitress brought him a glass of water. He began to drink from it and hold it with one hand, putting it back on the table soon after but still keeping hold of it. He looked back at Yusugi, but only at his body, he decided to not make eye contact again not just because of the genjutsu happening again most likely but because he simply couldn't make eye contact.-
Yusgui: -Yusugi watched as Fumetsu finally came into the Food Establishment and sat down at the same table as him. He watched Fumetsu movements, noticing him starring at the blade before looking at the waitress and saying that he wanted nothing but water, while Fumetsu talked Yusugi noticed the slight change in his tone of voice, it had come back to a more cold and uncaring, instead of staying at the demonic tone Fumetsu had it at earlier. He noticed Fumetsu still starring at his blade, trying his best not to make eye-contact with Yusugi. Before the waitress could walk away he told her that Fumetsu would like to have sasusage, eggs and toast. “Don’t worry about paying. Also while we eat, I want to hear about what happened.” After this he paid the lady, so he wouldn’t have to do it after the meal. About twenty minutes passed before she came over with their food.-
pxJeffTheKilleRxq: -He heard the other order food for him even though Fumetsu didn't want any of it. The Kaguya heard what the other said, about wanting to talk and eat with Fumetsu. Throughout the whole time they waited for the food Fumetsu didn't say a word, nor did he move an inch. When the food came he just took another sip of his water and stared at his glass. 'I can't keep this up... I'm not a murderer... I don't want to kill... but... they were murderers...' he kept thinking to himself different stuff. His mind was split between the one side that wanted revenge over what happened and the one covered in sorrow, his true nature was his second side. All this time... since he woke up in that box he was in, when he found himself in Amegakure, going through academy and until this point, he was always quiet. That however, was just an empty shell without memories. When he had that amnesia problem he even forgot his own attitude, he was someone else. Before, when he was in his village, with his people, he was a pretty happy boy, playing around, training to be a ninja even them. He was a bit of a weirdo in his clan due to his pure white hair. They all knew he was one of the rare kind of Kaguya, he was bearing the Kekkei Genkai Shikotsumyaku, where a person gains control over their bone growth. Fumetsu knew about it even then but he forgot when he had the amnesia take over and that was only after the village got attacked. Now, he was just an empty shell, it was a reflexion of his true personality but without emotions. He was always a silent kid but he had heart. Meeting the people of Amegakure, his heart reformed and his emotions slowly came back but now... this hard blow... disturbed it all. He was thinking of revenge, he wanted to kill people that kill the others. He wanted to kill people in general thinking that everyone becomes a killing machine. However, there were also these ghosts of the past, following him wherever, reminding him who he really is... Akatori... his mother... father... and so on. It wasn't clear to him if it really was them or just his imagination but while he was calm and listened to them there were always shadows, taunting him to kill people. He kept staring at the glass.. seeing scenes of his past that still wasn't yet fully revealed.-
Yusugi: -Yusugi took note of how Fumetsu didn’t say a single word throught the twenty minutes of them waiting on the food, or moving. When the food had finally been brought he noticed that Fumetsu didn’t even bother to touch his food, more less even take a second to even glance at it. All he did was simply take another sip of his water and stare at his glass. After noticing that Fumetsu wasn’t going to eat, Yusugi decided that he wouldn’t eat. “I need to get something at the ninja shop, mind coming with me?” After asking him a question, still awaiting an answer he wrapped the blade around his waist and left the tip on the table. After this he got up and headed towards the exit, raising his right hand up to the curtains so it wouldn’t hit his head on it. He motioned to Fumetsu to follow him, once the curtains we’re over his head he exited the food establishment and had now began his walk to the ninja shop.-
pxJeffTheKilleRxq: -After hearing the other talk about a ninja shop, Fumetsu decided to finally say something but in a low tone, lower than normal, it's like he couldn't speak any louder.- "I... I want to get another sword..." -He got up slowly and walked with the other, leaving the restaurant and heading towards the nearest ninja shop which he knew where it was. He was silent once again, ignoring the other and walking fast. Once he got to the shop he opened it with one hand, pushing himself into it and leaving it open knowing the other would follow. He walked around the shop, staring at the different swords while the shop keeper was staring at him. He didn't knew what to chose, what would be comfortable for his hand. The swords were also different in shape and he needed a katana like the one he had so he looked for that.-
Yusugi: -Before he had left Fumetsu ahd finally spoke informing Yusugi that he needed another blade. Fumetsu had followed behind Yusugi, but after having made his comment he had once again became completely quiet not saying a single word on their way to the shop. He could tell that Fumetsu was eager to get in the shop because he was the first to enter. Yusugi noticing Fumetsu immediately walking over to the sword section, while Fumetsu was occupied with finding another sword Yusugi decided to go over to the mask/ rebreather area. He was quickly questioned by an employe “ So your interested in buying a mask I see. Follow me” The employee took Yusugi over to a single mask of which he said was a combo, it was a black mask and black rebreather. The rebreather had three metallic cylinder one coming straight out while the two on the left and right. The young Uzumaki decided that he wanted that mask, after coming to a decision with himself he notified the helpful employee, after this he went to the counter and bought the mask and rebreather. The mask would cover half of his face, starting from the nose to the neck. As for the rebreather, it started at the nose and ended at the chin. After purchasing the items he had been looking for he decided to walk over to Fumetsu’s area. He stood next to Fumetsu as he raised his right hand to point with his first finger. “What about this one” It's sheath was black with the design of white ribs on it, the handle is as well and the blade was black, it was obviously made of steel and had its own natural glow to it. He walked over to the blade as he waited to see if Fumetsu liked the blade.- 
pxJeffTheKilleRxq: -He checked out each blade, looking at the different colors, different shapes and so on. They were all awesome really but Fumetsu needed a katana. He wanted to have two. He looked around until he heard the other speak. The Kaguya turned his head to look over at Yusugi and noticed that he was pointing at something. When he checked what he was pointing at it was a blade. A beautiful blade that Fumetsu found quite fitting with the bone design and all. He walked silently over to it and grabbed both the katana and its sheath. He looked at the blade, studied it as the light was shinning off of it beautifully. He then glanced at Yusugi, at his mouth to be exact since he still didn't make eye contact but then he noticed that it was covered by a rebreather mask. Fumetsu's grip on the sword handle was getting tighter and tighter as he showed his teeth, lightly gritting them. He was ready to cut the other's throat and then... one of his imagining ghosts grabbed his hand, the hand that was shaking, holding the blade while being covered in bandages. It was the image of his mother. He immediatly calmed down as his grip was loosening up. He let out a sigh and began to speak to Yusugi, looking him in the eyes finally.- I am grateful to you for showing me this sword... You shortened my search, that's for sure... Also, nice mask you got there... I forgot mine at home... Sorry if I made you worry... these bandages are here just because pushed the window with my fists... I was angry at my clothes getting all messed, falling from the wardrobe and the glass broke and hurt me... Got the wounds cleaned up and all, it should be all healed up soon... as for the blade... I'd really like it back.. please... I really want my weapons close to me... I have paranoia for different reasons... personal reasons..." -He was serious, showing a bit of emotion especially when he was pleading for his own weapon to be returned to him.-
Yusugi: -Yusugi could tell right off the bat that Fumetsu had some interest in the blade that he had pointed to due to the fact that he had walked over and picked up both the blade itself and the sheath. After watching Fumetsu look at the blade for a moment, he notice the quick glance he was given by Fumetsu before being told that he was grateful for having Yusugi pick out his blade for I’m after making the comment he told him that he liked Yusugi mask. Yusugi grinned under his mask after Fumetsu stated that he had left his at home. “ It was obvious dude, heheh you looked a lot different ”After making this comment Fumetsu asked him could he have his sword back informing Yusugi that liked having his weapons closed to him. “Don’t worry about the weapons, plus you wouldn’t have to worry, I’d protect you.” He grinned. He walked up to the counter as he pointed at Fumetsu asking the cashier how much the blade would be, after he was told how much the blade would be Yusugi paid. After paying for the blade for Fumetsu, Yusugi walked outside, wearing his new mask and rebreather as he waited for Fumetsu to come out. While he waited he pulled off his mask and put the mask on the left, and his rebreather on the right of his hoodie pocket. After putting his new items away he tucked his hands in the pockets of his pants, with Fumetsu’s blade still wrapped around his waist.-
pxJeffTheKilleRxq: -He looked at Yusugi as he said that Fumetsu forgetting his mask was obvious since he looked a lot different. Fumetsu moved and hand over his own face and rubbed it gently.- "Different..." -He then moved his hand away and was about to follow the other but stopped when he saw that he was buying for Fumetsu's new katana. He let out another sound to show his annoyance but this time it was more silent since he had calmed down from the whole thing that happened with the ones he loved but only slightly. He followed the other outside soon afterwards and walked alongside the Uzumaki. He glanced at the other and stared at his face- "Why did you take your mask and the rebreather off?..." -He said calmly with a curious tone. He waited for the red haired genin's answer before speaking once again.- "Look... let's make a deal... You keep my sword since you are obviously not giving it back... But we are going to meet at the training grounds for a spar... If I win, you'll give me my sword and never touch any of my things again... If you win... then... whatever... you can continue... but I will show you I don't need "protection"..." -The Kaguya looked straight into the other's eyes, no longer affraid of some stupid genjutsu, no longer affraid of looking into anyone's now, well not Yusugi's anyway. He knew Yusugi was planning something, if he was just nice then so be it but if not, he would have to suffer. Fumetsu however had hope that the other was all good and not a bad guy. Fumetsu however... didn't trust anyone else. The moment he saw those damned words written on that paper he had like a second amnesia. He could no longer see that there could be someone in Amegakure who cared about him, he only remembered his true friends... he only remembered how he wanted to take revenge on the others. The shadows kept whispering in the boy's ear that 'He's not good...', 'He's a monster just like the others...', 'You don't need anyone...', 'Didn't you want revenge on his kin?...' and they just continued and continued. Even though on the outside Fumetsu was back to his empty self attitude and look, in his head there was a war that he desperately tried to keep hidden.-
Yusugi: -Not long after Yusugi left the shop Fumetsu follow behind him. Not long after Fumetsu was right next to him as he walked. As they walk Yusugi heard Fumetsu questioned him as to why he took off his mask and rebreather. “It made my face sweat, going to be a second before I get used to wearing that thing. A few seconds after answer Fumetsu question Fumetsu made a statement. He stated to Yusugi that since it wasn’t looking like Yusugi was going to be giving him his sword back that he wanted to make a deal. He grinned when hearing this.  The deal that Fumetsu had sat out was that first off Yusugi would meet him at the training grounds for a spar, and that if he won he would have to give him his sword back but if he lost he could keep it, making a remark that he would show Yusugi that he needed no protection. “It was a joke heheh, losen up.” He turned towards Fumetsu, as he made eye-contact this time. “Look, just by looking at you I can tell you can take care of yourself. As for your blade, I just kept it so we could hang out” He grinned. “Nothing more, nothing less. But I still want to hang out with you just a little bit more, so it will only be in my possession for a little more. Don’t worry, I have no use for blades as of now, and I’d never actually steal something that wasn’t mine.” “And as for the Spar, I accept. But it has to be a friendly spar, would never try to fight seriously against a friend.” After this he turned from Fumetsu before continuing to walk, his back still turned at Fumetsu, he motioned for him to follow.-
pxJeffTheKilleRxq: -He stared at the other as he explained about how he wasn't used to wearing a mask and all that. Fumetsu was already used to it so he found it slightly strange. After that he listened to the other saying stuff like how he could tell only by looking that Fumetsu could take care of himself and all that. He listened as the other said that he only took and kept the sword so that Fumetsu would follow him which shocked the Kaguya a bit and annoyed him at the same time. 'He knew by looking at me that I was twitchy... yet... he took the risk of annoying me just so I could stay with him... Is he desperate... or just concerned?...'. Fumetsu was really confused by Yusugi's logic but since he still accepted the spar, Fumetsu had a smirk form across his face.- "Friendly won't do... If you don't take it seriously you're going to wind up dead... You need to actually be serious and put effort into what you're doing rather than not do something and use that excuse..." -Then it hit him... the word friend... he used the word friend... A serious frown formed on Fumetsu's face, his smirk naturally vanishing. Voices began to be heard by Fumetsu in his own mind once again... First, he heard his own... a more cheerful tone... he sounded like he was hurt though... the voice said 'I admit... you won... friend...' before another voice was heard in his own mind... the voice of someone he haven't spoke to in a while... haven't seen in a while... haven't heard of in a while... It was the voice of Unaru Inuzuka... at that exact moment when he heard his voice in his head he said exactly the same words to Yusugi 'We aren't friends... yet...'- "We aren't friends... yet... Yusugi..."
Yusugi: - He heard Fumetsu tell him that having a friendly spar wouldn’t do, and that he would have to fight serious and to not make excuses. Yusugi grinned at the comment due to the fact that he wasn’t making excuses but was simply being honest with him. He could hear the footsteps of the other behind him as he continued to walk, following up with Fumetsu speaking his mind of how Yusugi had to be serious in a spar he told Yusugi that they weren’t friends yet. When hearing this Yusugi stopped walking to turn around, only to purposely try and make eye-contact with Fumetsu. A big smile showed on the face of Yusugi as he grinned. “It’s alright if we’re not friends yet, but when we do become friends, do me a favor and tell me one day what happened you. The honest truth that is ok?” He scratched the back of his head with his right hand before grinning again. “Oh and hi your sword back.” He took the blade off of his waist before handing it to Fumetsu. “See ya later.” After this he parted ways with Fumetsu, taking a route back home and continuing the rest of his day.-
pxJeffTheKilleRxq: -When the other stopped and turned around Fumetsu stopped as well, looking at the other's face, noticing the big smile that was formed on it. The words that the other said made Fumetsu's widen slightly... Yusugi knew the whole time that Fumetsu lied about the knuckels and all that, he wanted the honest truth for when they will "become friends". Fumetsu let out a sound of annoyance once again- "Tsk..." -He watched as the other returned him his blade. Fumetsu took it and held it in his free hand, having both hands full now. 'Such an annoying person... he can be so happy and all... I guess he doesn't know how it is to not have anyone... He's trying to help but I don't care... Heh... hehe... the next spar is going to be fun times...' -He let out a low laugh after the other left, with a smirk forming on his face. The expression didn't last long as it turned into his constant frown with him going home once again. Once he arrived he saw that nothing changed... the red crystals were still there, the blood was still there... the damned scroll was still there... and... those cruel words were also... still there...-
==End Results:==
Yusugi decides to go out to get something to eat instead of having his Grandmother’s cooking. While he is out just as he is about to go inside he bumps into Fumetsu.  He asks Fumetsu what is wrong with him after noticing something is different with him. He is asked by Fumetsu to pick up his sword after dropping it, instead of picking it up Yusugi decideds to place Fumetsu under a Genjutsu and takes his sword to get him to talk, he takes Fumetsu out for breakfast where Fumetsu refuses to eat. After this the two go to the ninja shop where Yusugi purchases a mask and rebreather. As for Fumetsu Yusugi buys him a sword. After walking for a while and talking Yusugi is challenged by FUmetsu to a spar to reclaim his sword but is stopped and told by Yusugi that he did not want his sword but stills accept the request. After accepting the request, Yusugi returns Fumetsu his sword and decides to go home, continuing on with the rest of his day. As for Fumetsu he is pumped for the spar that Yusugi and him will find and decides to go home, noticing that everything was the same like how he left it before bumping into Yusugi.