[b][center]Shinichi Kyousuke – The Feelz[/center][/b]

It was clear that Niji wasn’t home after Shinichi managed to make it through majority of the house without seeing any clue of her being there. Her parents would doing nothing special which suggesting to him that Niji was not there. Although he wasn’t going to give up on his hunt that easy. Shinichi exited the way he came in and was quickly back at it. For roughly half-an-hour he searched, jumping from roof top to roof top and going ally to ally. Of course he didn’t search extremely well with how fast he looked but it didn’t matter, she wasn’t in town it seemed like. Logically the best option was to progressively search further and further out of town.

Nearly another ten minutes and Shinichi already found what he was looking for. It didn’t take that long to reach the cliff side where nearly two years ago he and his squad escaped up and over. To his surprise he could see a young ninja standing near the top. Upon closer inspection and a few squinted eye glances he was able to make out the figure of Niji. Finally his search was over. 

Shinichi took the longer way up, eventually making his way onto the reverse side of the cliff heading up a hill. The jounin soon found himself peeking through the tree line, just a few yards away from where Niji was standing on the cliff’s edge. He was able to finally step out from the trees but stopped himself when his student seemed to exit a deep thought process and speak. She spoke of wanting a new purpose and not wanting to kill any more. This shocked Shinichi because he had no idea that she felt that way, why hadn’t she told him, her teacher, how she truly felt about being a ninja?

Using his years of stealth, Shinichi was easily able to silently walk out of the tree lines and behind Niji. He walked up beside her and placed his right hand on her shoulder just as a gust of wind came rushing through, something that was pretty common at this elevation. He remained staring forward, the view of Kumo reflecting gloriously in his eyes. [b]”You know something…? We’ve all done things in our past that we’re not proud of, some more than others”[/b] instantly his dark past came back into his mind, he was starting to remember the face of his dead friend, the faces of all those he hurt before coming to Kumo, the smell of blood that at one point sustained him as if it was water. [b]”Although these choices will be with us for the rest of our days, they don’t have to make us who we don’t want to be. Everyone can change, they just need to know what they truly want to be”[/b] another gust of wind hit his face, causing his clothes to ripple a little bit. 

Shinichi more than most could probably relate to Niji at this moment. Sure he still killed people, but he was far from what he once was. He changed, and for the better. At one point he wanted to cut out killing all together but he knew that killing, in some way, was a part of him. It wasn’t a pretty thought but it was something he [i]wanted[/i] to be. He wanted to be someone who killed for the right reason, to kill the few to protect the many. 

He finally looked over towards Niji, trying to read her face the best he could. His hand was still placed on her shoulder as he turned his head yet gently fell to his side soon after. [b]”If you don’t want to kill then don’t”[/b] he gave a small closed-mouth grin. [b]”No one is going to judge you for wanting a new purpose in life, for chasing after a new dream or goal, for trying to change for what you believe is better. I’ve been your sensei for nearly two years now and those two years have definitely changed me. For the better if you ask me. Sure we’ve been through a lot of conflict and seen a lot of death but all that is almost non-existent compared to how I feel when I help out the future generation in whatever they want do.”[/b]

Shinichi still needed to meet up with his new student but for now, it could wait just a few more minutes. [b]”If you’re looking for a change, just tell me. Although first try to ask yourself…what do you truly want to be?”[/b] Shinichi quoted himself from earlier and then waited for a response. He might be her teacher, but he was also her friend and friends helped each other out.