The fall of Nakara

==Participants==
Uzumaki Athena, Uzumaki Ritsuka, Inuzuka Unaru, Hyuga Tetsuo
==Title: ==
The fall of Nakara:
IlAthena: -Sighing deeply as she slept on the mountain of paper work on her desk, breathing lightly. The sheets flittering against her breath. It was the night after the final match of the Chuunin exams and it seemed all the Kages would be up late doing the final annalists of their students. Not only as a teacher of students but a Kage as well and one foolish enough to step into the fray herself. She had to fill out a ton of paper work for that crazy risk. Kagato the Amekage had gotten more then upset with her about jumping into the fray, stepping into one of the matches and cutting the proctor Kenichi from his duties. Her dreams lightly pervading her mind as she ran over the events of the last few days, Only to suddenly open them. Lashes parting as she looked up to her smoking waxy candles dish. It had melted down the whole wick and the smell of paper burning had woken her. Sighing as she rubbed her head running her black painted fingers though her scarletted strands. Watching it somewhat bitterly as she poured her glass of cold tea on the small licking flame next to her, extinguishing it with a frown. Sighing as she stood, her threads suddenly forming around her like they always did upon waking, Flicking like blue sparkles through the air around her as she yawned. Walking from her office and out side towards the main branch house adjacent to her office, flicking a side glance over to Kagato's housing over the side. They lived separate being he was the Leader of the Uzumaki clan, and their relationship was not well more then just secrets and whispers. Sighing at the idea as the cold night air rushed around her. The candle apparently still flickering away in the distance she could see its hue from his office window, a slight smile on her lips as she closed her eyes. Muttering to herself.- “Burning the candle at both ends huh.... Baka ..Kage” -Smirking lightly as she walked across the grey stones and over to the wood paper sliding door, Sliding it open lightly and slipping off her shoes and leaving them by the door for the houses attendants to deal with. Walking up and through the house, socks lightly gracing the flooring as she walked past her son, Ritsu's bedroom. Placing her fingers on the door frame and lightly sliding it across seeing the little candle lightly toying with the little breeze that drifted around the room. The light breaths of her son making her smile affectionately as she spoke softly. Eyeing the little flame as she whispered “Fūton: Shinkūgyoku” (Vacuum sphere) causing a very small version of the Jutsu of air around it, starving it of oxygen slowly letting it whimper out of life and releasing it letting the little trail of smoke drift through the air as slid the door closed. A small smile on her lips, how he was just like his father, sleeping to the candle light. Closing the door lightly making sure she hadn't made a sound to wake him from his dreams. Walking down to the far end of the house towards Nakara's, her adopted daughters room. Sliding the door open to peer inside, her candle long put out by the night air as she smiled sliding the door closed, only to turn her back. Freezing, her eyes widening. It only took her a moment to look back as she slid the door back open to look over her adopted daughter. The tell tail sound of light sleeping breath not there, her heart beat stopping a moment as she slid the door fully opening it to walk inside to walk over to Nakara, placing a hand on her cheek... She was cold as ice... a scream leaving her lips, she herself had no idea it had ever left her lips as she stared blankly at the cold body of her daughter...-
LucianAsmodeusDrach: *Ritsuka's blue eyes shot open franticly at the sound of a yell, He knew immediately it was his mothers voice. He quickly pushed his body up into a sitting position, reaching on to the night stand beside him grabbing the Kunai he kept behind a photo of his family. He pushed himself up off his bed, The dark red blanket he slept with falling to the floor as he quickly rushed out of the room, his red hair blowing messily behind him as he ran. His destination was set, First to his sisters room. Knowing his Mom she could handle herself. So his first task was to go make sure his sister is safe, then go in as a team to investigate. Millions of thoughts rushed though his head as he continued down to the part of their home where Nakara's room was. The Kunai he had grabbed was in his hand, held close to his chest. As he reached the doorway he stopped slowly as he peered into the dark room, Spotting a form with long red head and chakra threads he immediately recognised her as his mother in Nakara's room by her bed. He slowly walked into the room. His voice lightly calls out to his mother "Mom.. What happened.. why did you scream?" he stops walking as he stands next to her. His gaze falling down to his little sister's form in the bed. At first glance she looked normal to Ritsuka. Her pink hair falling around her head, Her obnoxious pyjamas that she only she would wear were smooth and unmoving. Unmoving... The thought resonated slowly in mind. Painfully sinking in. A knot forming way to quickly in his throat as he reached down to take his little sisters hand. His voice catching as he felt the cold hand in his own. He couldn't speak.. He gently tried shaking her hand... The Kunai in his other hand clanking to the floor as his hand reaches up taking Nakara's other hand, as he continued shaking her lightly... wishing frantically she was just sleeping.. * “Please let her be sleeping” *.. He screamed at himself in his mind...His eyes began to burn lightly as tears slowly formed in his bright blue eyes.*
JusticeAndPunishment: Tetsuo was at the Uzumaki home, still in his gear after the end of the Chunin Exams. It became clear that Ritsuka and Akatori have achieved the rank of Chunin from the news that went around, and he chose to stay at the home because of the need of guidance. He had been rather out of his usual element since he fouled up at the Exams as he developed a new found hatred for a certain Kirigakure he dared not to mention by name so to forget of him. Tetsuo’s head was lowered down toward the ground as he sat upon the porch with his bare feet dangling and swaying, his mind in complete thought. He asked himself of how he could improve himself and learn new things to better his skills in an addition to varying his abilities to allow himself to be more versatile. The quiet ambience of the surroundings were shattered as his head immediately kicked up from the sound of screaming that seemed to erupt from his sensei Athena. His head turned toward the entrance to the home and sprinted inside with his bare feet softly slapping upon the floor while trying to guide through the inside the home. He was not familiar with the layout of the home as he had not been able to memorize where everything was, but he used his ears to carefully figure out where the scream had coming from. He had to slow down to a jog to avoid running into things and having them fall over while keeping his eyes and ears sharp for any other activity. He paused to hear Ritsuka asking why Athena had screamed, using this to pinpoint their location which was none other than Nakara’s bedroom. “What happened?” He looked around for a moment upon arrival, seeing Ritsuka gently shaking Nakara who seemed to be sleeping comfortably upon her bed while holding a kunai in his hand as if there was a threat close by. In turn, Tetsuo drew his two tonfa sticks while looking upon the limp Nakara. His breathing quickened as he pushed and heaved through his nose, his grip tightening upon his sticks. “No…” His eyes furrow with anger at this sight, tears preparing to stream from his eyes as his vision blurred with the tears forming over his eyes. His breathing was quickening as his knuckles became pale from gripping his tonfa sticks tight. Thoughts go through his mind at this moment as he began to ask himself inside his own head: “Who would have done this? What caused it? Why her?” He stood near Ritsuka as he began to investigate the room carefully for any possible clues such as a footprint that may had been left behind or a trace of something that would seem foreign to the surroundings of the room. Tetsuo quietly and carefully surveyed every point of the room while also sniffing as to determine a specific scent that could be left behind. To Tetsuo, the clues could be invisible unless carefully searched out. “Be ready for anything.” This was what he whispered as he slowly began to creep through the halls in case there was an entry and an exit that could have been used for access and departure from the home. He kept his eyes, ears and nose at the ready should anything seemed unfamiliar and unusual to the surroundings.
IlAthena: -Her surroundings blurring, her hands at her mouth, puppet eyes wide and frozen on the spot her daughter lay. Her lips blued, lids closed and chest unmoving. She hadn't even realised her voice had cried out until she had seen the flash of red hair that was her sons. Blinking as streams of uncontrollable tears left her eyes. Her threads shattering around her unable to control her own chakra threads as her heart broke at the image. Little sparkles of broken filaments of thread scattering in the air holding like little falling stars around her as she pulled her son to her arms, turning his head away, her voice soft not a crack as she held him to her as she spoke- “Don't look Ritsu” -her motherly instinct taking over, normally she would make her student look at a fallen soul but this was different, her mind flicking to wanting to protect him from such a scene, Her eyes glued to the peacefulness of Nakara's features, takings Ritsu's hands from hers cold daughters and cupping them in the warmth of her own. Her in shock eyes slowly moving to look over Tetsu. She had only just recalled the fact they had had a team meeting that night about their performance and he had asked to stay. Although she was sure that even after the meeting he had just stayed up thinking on his performance and the thoughts of letting people down. She had even written down on one of the sheets at her desk to beat it into him that he was a lot better then he realised in himself. Her mouth muttering the words as she saw him flit out of the room, her eyes following him as he moved out of the space, dark droplets of black mascara falling from her cheeks...”T...Tetsu...-kun..” *What was she to do* She had accidentally painted a big sign for those to hear and come and whiteness the loss of someone so sweet as Nakara... cursing herself inwardly as she held her precious son. What had done this to her baby girl...flashes coming to her mind of their first meeting when she was no more then a year old, that mess of pink hair, those captivating eyes and her temperament of that Haruno blood line through her to no end. Flashes of memories hitting her so hard she was finding it hard to stand as she staggered back slightly releasing Ristu, still holding his hand as she fell to her keens her back up against the wall. Tears hitting the floor as she trembled her eyes looking up to Ritsu's face...-*What would she do now... how did this happen... what did she do to deserve this...* - Nakara sure had a temper and would act without thinking but the God's doing this just after everything... her eyes flicking to the bed side table as she breathed heavily. Like the very air around her was to thin...she was in shock and she knew it-
Guest_UnaruInuzuka: -This morning with the sun still gone but for him a normal morning for him Unaru had found himself leaping along the buildings quite close to the Uzumaki home. Silver shards trailed over the place in his passing his thoughts coming to plague him, he had a nightmare again… This fact was normal, it was like his mind never thought a nice dream was possible, so he almost ignored it, let himself get up early and took his pups out for a run to clear his head. But today he felt uneasy about it and was tracing past places he knew people he had come to slowly look at as friends, even if he was still hesitant to trust them as much as one twelve year old should. He really wasn’t known by the family very well in his opinion but he did have Nakara that he had had many run in with. He knew Ritsuka a little bit as well. He let his nose dictate his actions, he let himself take a sniff expecting to smell on the breeze of the night the scents he had come to expect. However the scent had changed, and the smell of fear and agitation spiked the air as well. He had stopped his forward movement and sat there a second as if unsure about his actions. At that was the moment he had heard the scream that his sensitive ears picked up. He seemed to freeze a moment, a fear drenching him heavier than the rain that was soaking him even though he didn’t know why before he took off towards the building. He… He had to know what was happening. His feet landed onto the ground and his form leapt towards the scents of others in the home, one being Nakara’s own, but the hit of what was mingled into her scent sent chills down his spine and a twisting knot in his stomach even before he got close. His form skidded to a stop in of the room not even caring about his shoes right now, he can make it up to them if it was rude to do… He didn’t need to hear where everyone was, the scent of fear, tears and adrenaline was permeating the air. His feet stopped him right outside the door silver shards having pupils as thin as string and eyes wide as saucers as he looked on the scene. He may be able to face people without question, look a man in the eyes and kill him without pause… but…. But this… he was frozen in the door way, he had his answers answered even before he had looked inside the room. The others reactions and Nakara on the bed without breath forming from her lips told him that it wasn’t false. His mind had stopped functioning for the moment, he didn’t want this to be real, and he almost mentally wanted this to be another nightmare he was having. He wasn’t one to go and make friends easily, and even then he still held himself back from them as if expecting the worst to come. He should almost be expecting things to be too good to be true… so to say the least seeing the girl that had without pause pulled him along and never looked at him as something dangerous, like so many before had, laying there without movement hit him hard.-
LucianAsmodeusDrach: *A sudden dizziness came over Ritsuka as his Mom pulled him into her arms. He stared blankly from her to his sister on the bed..He couldn't think or hear for that matter. He saw his team mate Tetsuo enter the room but the thought didn't register with him. He saw his mouth moving but the words were not there. A loud ringing is all that filled the young Uzumaki's ears. Feeling his mother pull his hands from Nakara's, Ritsuka's first instinct was to fight.. To cling to his sister but instead his his arms moved to hang loosely at his sides his forehead resting lightly against his mothers chest. At that moment Ritsuka's world had stopped, There was no sound for him.. No thoughts. Just Nothingness is the best way he could describe it. That was before the pain began. His hand shoots up to his left eye clutching it as if he was defending from an invisible attack. His right eye shoots open wide, a look of pain crossing his face. He calls to his Mom in a pained tone. Due His left eye scrunched close tightly behind his hand, and his right eye blurred with tears he hadn't even noticed Una had came in, He Struggled to not let his legs crumple from the pain. The pain slowly dull, Moving his hand away he slowly opens the left eye, the pain subsiding as he does so. Looking around the room slowly, Ritsuka realised her was seeing odd colors where people where standing in the room, A slow realisation of what happened coming to his mind as he slowly looks back to his sisters body. No colors.. no chakra his newly developed Sharingan could see. With that all the emotions set in. Ritsuka could do nothing but stand silently and let the tears slide gently over his light, smooth skin.
JusticeAndPunishment: Tetsuo conducted a careful sweep around the Uzumaki home, his bare feet softly treading upon the floor while he kept a hold on his tonfa sticks as the grip was tight enough to make his knuckles white from holding the handles tight beneath his fingerless shinobi gloves. His eyes wandered upon the floors and walls, his ears were left open for the faintest sound that he could hear from that was nearby, and quick sniffs entered into his nose as he tried his hardest to use those three senses to determine any unfamiliarity within the halls. His heart was racing while continued his silent sweep of the halls, his body tense of fear and anger as he brought up the two tonfa sticks up into the Gentle Fist stance with the left arm for blocking and the right for strikes and counter attacks while his footsteps from his bare free made an uneven rhythm as he stepped slowly and quietly. Oddly enough, he turned to notice heavy footsteps running through the halls toward Nakara’s room. Tetsuo turned back and rushed to find Unaru standing at the doorway of the room, taking in the same reaction with an expression of shock. There was no point of continuing for the young Hyuga as he slid the two tonfa sticks back through his robe sash behind his body. His couldn’t go any further on the search as he weakly entered back toward Nakara’s room as he heard cries of pain erupting from Ritsuka, causing Tetsuo to rush with a quick recharge of energy. It was pointless to draw his sticks again as he rushed back to only see Ritsuka standing inside the room with tears already beading down upon his face. The sight that really caught Tetsuo off guard was that he noticed the all too familiar Sharingan. He did not know how to react as his mind was in so many places. The only thing that he could keep a hold on was seeing Nakara’s body laying still. He shuffled to her and kneeled at her side, knowing all too well that it was too late to revive her. “Not this…” He whispered this quietly as his eyes finally released the tears that were held back during his sweep of the home, and hugged her limp body close to his as he finally released his pain in a combination of heavy tears and soft sobs. “Not my friend…” This was the first time he saw someone he cared for being dead, and all he could do was hug her despite her body being limp and cold. There was no other reaction to this. He could not just find whoever did this out of a blind rage and he had no leads. Tetsuo continued to hold Nakara’s body close to him, apologising over and over for the times he was being snappy toward her.
IlAthena: -Looking up watching Tetsu walk over, his steps seemed slow and disjointed as he moved to Nakara's bed side, watching him slump against her pulling her limp lifeless body into his arms as she pulled her sons hand slightly, he seemed off balance already she was sure if she didn't take hold of him he would fall holding her arms out drawing him close to her as she leaned back against the wall. Her voice gone in the mess of the situation. Her daughter was gone, this wasn't something she had ever prepared for, yes she had become a ninja but still no mother expects to have their child fall, and only really in battle... this was all together very different, her eyes flicking to the small pot of liquid by her bed eyeing it as her hand gripped the fabric of Ritsuka's night shirts sleeve pulling her self back up slightly. Ninja instincts kicking in as she toyed with the little pot. “T...The Haruno Poison.....?” -her voice mono-toned as her dark eyes, laced with fallen black liner, drops of its ink staining the curve of her cheek as she turned on her knee. Years of training shutting off her emotions like a switch as she stood, her eyes betraying the training as she picked up the small white porcelain object, lifting it to her eye and opening it. Peering inside it noticing it was missing a large mass of it, flicking her eyes to Nakara pushing Tetsu back as she wiped her fingers across her cold blued lips. The thin layer of the substance lacing their surface....as her eyes widened, taking a step back as the realisation hit her, dropping The fabric of Ritsu's sleeve in the same motion as she pressed her back to the wall dropping the pot against the ground. It shattering against it, dribbling over the floor in a sticky pick thick like substance....The realisation she had done this to herself... *why...because she hadn't become a Chuunin?* -she knew that no one but Nakara herself could say otherwise to that. Gripping her shirting as she watched stunned at the situation-
Guest_UnaruInuzuka: -His chakra had been swirling with a dark midnight blue sensation twisting around his form silently as he stood there. His chakra was strange to anyone who stood close to him; it had a cool sense to it and sometimes had made people feel uncomfortable near him even though his body was one that radiated heat more than the average person. His breath had been short and pausing as if he felt the air around him was constricted and heavy. He had been looking at the scene in front of him in a daze. His left scarred hand had found itself settled upon the door frame digging finger nails into the wood as he was swallowing back tears that pooled slightly at their edges… He couldn’t let himself cry, but he still hurt, and it was painful to say the least… He was like a lost child at that moment, brought into this village when he had been found living on his own with his two ninken only in tow. His trust had been frayed so many times it had twisted him into fearing getting close to people. His eyes had blinked a few times as he was remembering how he had been finding a very few people he couldn’t help coming to care for here in Amegakure… and he had started to let himself care for her… for Nakara as a friend he didn’t want to loose… No matter the complications they had he still had for the first time in a long time found someone that accepted him like he was… so why… why her… why now? He felt like his world had started to crumble… His mind was in shambles... He didn’t know if he could handle this… not another loss… Most couldn’t read his expressions most of the time, often wishing to hide it behind a mask, but this time it had slipped a bit… Silently his silver shards had roamed around at the others, son and mother holding each other, he also knew the other to be checking the place out but he just couldn’t do anything himself stuck in place least his legs give out as he once again looked at the still form in the bed as if begging this to not be true. Inwardly he did not want to deal with this at all. All he wanted to do was either run and keep running or find a hole to crawl into. His hand started gripping the wood, this wasn’t fair… for anyone in the room, for Nakara… even for himself... he knew anger was a natural thing to pop up but it had froze him there. He had just lost his first friend that he had made here. A small tremble had soon started to form upon him as he had looked upon Nakara, only one who was to touch him would notice this fact and it had started to make him feel sick inside. He felt his two pups coming to lean upon his legs one paw from Buruu his blue eyed black and brown come to lay on his right foot Anryoku his green eyed white and red nuzzling his left leg to comfort, they knew he was upset and probably also got their own conclusions of what had happened easily enough.-
LucianAsmodeusDrach: *The room hadnt quite stopped spinning.. but most of the pain had subsided from his left eye.Slowly lifting his head from his moms chest he takes in the scene unfolding infront of him. Una had Entered at some point, and tetsuo was now beside his sister, holding her lightly as he cried. He Jumps as his mother slowly pulles herself up, Still tightly supporting him by the sleeve. His legs still trembling. but supporting him the best they could though the shaking. The air of the room was thick and heavy with grief. It made him wanna choke. He wanted to run and keep running till his heart didnt hurt anymore. Tho he knew no amount of running was gunna help him outrun this. There was no escape from this. The thoughts slowly eat away at ritsuka, like a hungry beast was eating him from the inside out. Though quickly interupted by his mother speaking. He moves with her slightly to follow her close as she picks up a white bottle on the table.. His newly red eye shotting up to look blankly at her before she finishes the second word. As tetsuo was pushed away ritsuka scooted lightly past him, careful to stay close to her. He watches her reach out to brush his little sisters lips, wiping something away... The small white containerin her hand slowly dropped to the ground. His follows its movement, it all happening in slow motion. He felt like he could see the cracks form in the glass. It shattering against the floor and fall apart.He looks back to his mother as she slides down the wall. His knees automatically lowering with her. Keeping at the same level they it the floor at the same time.. Ritsuka lightly moves, His forehead now laying against his mothers his eyes flitting around the room, His mind was blank. All he knew is he needed to be close to his mother. He NEEDED her. His hands reach up lightly interlacing his fingers hers.. He would never let her go.... *
JusticeAndPunishment: Tetsuo couldn’t stop saying how sorry he was until his sobs made his speech intelligible, and next he felt his arms softly being lowered down and then softly moved back a bit by Athena so that she and Ritsuka could have their own moment with the fallen Nakara. To him, Nakara had to have been murdered. The only major enemy for any Amegakure ninja would be those of the Kirigakure, and the first that had come to his mind was Senju Kanon. Perhaps the victory at the Exams was not enough. Maybe he wanted a taste of blood and to see at least one Amegakure Genin die off before he had to return home with his earnings from winning the Exams. He muttered to himself as the Uzumaki mother and son had their turns with Nakara so they could hug her and mourn for her. “I think one of those Kirigakure pukes did it…” His voice was filled with pain and vengeance as he remembered his fight with Kanon during the fourth match that could have gotten Tetsuo killed if Athena did not intervene. Instead, he heard Athena say that Nakara could have done so herself. This did raise some relief but it did not calm him knowing that she had died. He nodded quietly as he walked away back outside where he slipped back on his shoes and began to meditate in the middle of the dirt in front of the compound. He felt regret upon this sight, feeling like he had wronged her for his own faults. As a result, he could not concentrate as guilt plagued inside his mind. His body curled forward as he let out more tears with a cry of agony into the darkness.
IlAthena: -Stretching out her hand towards her son and pulling his shoulders drawing him to her chest as she wrapped her arms around him, pulling her boy into her lap and cradling her there as she placed her hand on the back of his head, her eyes flicking to notice his one dark red eyes, feeling the instant stab of pain from looking at it. Most mothers who had children with the Uchiha traits preyed that their children would never unlock it. Never to see something horrific enough to cause it to embed and take over their own eyes or in Ritsu's case eye. Running her dainty fingers through his scarletted hair hushing softly rocking him in her arms as her own eyes dripped freely, but not a hint of it showing in her own voice. It was calm and steadying almost as if her painful emotions had been locked into a vault for later observation when she was alone and not in the eye of her own son and her team. She was their teacher and mother to Ritsuka, there was no way she would show weakness when he needed strength right now to ground him back into reality. Looking him over as his eyes seemed to twitch under the new hue that breathed into them. Damaging and staining their blue and taking over. Watching the little black tomoe shift into position staring back at her, sighing heavily as she pulled her knees back up to herself pulling her son to her arms. Flicking a glance over to Unaru, the newest addition to team four. Speaking soft words as she looked to him- “Una-kun can you call the medical unit here for me, I need them to take her away and find the formal cause for this” -blinking as more tears dripped freely down her chin, down Ritsu's cheek and soaked into the fabric of his night shirt-
Guest_UnaruInuzuka: -His eyes seemed to be glued to Nakara for a long moment, he almost hadn’t heard the words that had come to him from Athena, but the sound of her speaking his name did bite into the dark haze he felt inside. That had been when he felt the bite of a tear sting his eye as he turned to glance at her. The dimming of his silver shards almost grey in tone was seen. The pain clearly seen in his eyes… The reflection of what his soul had been feeling before his head had nodded as if on automatic and took off, the only notice of the pain he was feeling by the others was the few droplets that had fallen thru the air to fall upon the wooden floor in his wake. He could hear his pups whimpers, even the small one that broke from his throat. He shouldn’t have opened up… He should have stayed away…. He didn’t know how he can deal with this again… Not again… He didn’t want to feel this once again… He ran on instinct, he knew where he had to go and he knew it had to happen now… He had run across the roof tops, the ninja highway as some called it to get there quickly. His foot had slipped but with a quick tumble had found himself on his feet again and soon landing in the entrance to the hospital his form showing his smooth reactions in the process. Glancing around he soon was able to hunt out someone from the front he spoke to them telling them what was happening.- “We need A medical unit to go to the Uzumaki residence… Na… Nakara Hurano h… has passed away and Lady Athena wishes a investigation on how it came to be…” -Tears that he couldn’t help shedding now had made his voice have to pause a few times within. The rain had hid the worst of it while he had ran but now inside it was clear he wasn’t as brave as he wanted to believe. The unit had quickly been made hearing his words. For the moments it took for them to collect items he had felt like finding a corner in, he had felt fear well up in him the entire time as he waited. When he saw the group collect to leave he had taken off towards the place again without pause. But as he had found himself stepping into the residence once again and watched as the medical team moved in he had slumped to a crouch holding his knees outside in the rain his forehead falling to those knees as he shook from the emotions that surfaced.
LucianAsmodeusDrach: *Ritsuka watched quietly from his spot on the floor next to his mother as the medical unit came in. he buried his head in her shoulder not wanting to see any more of this day.
Time jump:
Part II: The Funeral of a Haruno Hime
==End Results:==
The death of Haruno Nakara