I can't let people love me - a quest of Miharu's past

[Je Suis Oeufs Fous]

At the mention of his father Gohma began thinking of the Cloud Shinobi. He didn't have a terrible need for revenge, not anymore. He valued his life now that he knew Miharu and he knew traveling to The Village Hidden in the Clouds was suicidal.  

[Rikku Mage]

Night was falling "We should probably camp here!" Miharu said looking at everybody

((I hate to go! Bye))  

[Je Suis Oeufs Fous]

Gohma slowed to a stop. "Start cooking Tokuno. You cheated you cook."  

[Je Suis Oeufs Fous]

"Forget it. You lost and I won." He said grinning. Even if I did use my special speed jutsu.  

[Je Suis Oeufs Fous]

Gohma grunted but didn't reply. He wasn't hungry so he sat down against a tree. Falling asleep quickly he dreamt of the quest and Miharu.  

[Rikku Mage]

The next morning, when Miharu woke up, she felt her heart aching a bit What's going on? Am I that close? It can't be! There are places that we haven't been yet!  

[Kairi2Mage]

Shu hadnt stop in the night to have some rest, because she was so closer that she didnt have way to stop searching. Some of her ninjas army were tired but they all continued to follow her.  

[Kairi2Mage]

"cdub huf kioc" ("stop now guys") she said to her army.
"e's raynehk juelac" ("im hearing voices"). She was nervous, probably, soon she would have to fight.  

[Je Suis Oeufs Fous]

Gohma awoke and looked around slowly. He saw Tokuno sprawled onto his pack near his feet. He kicked him roughly and Tokuno shot up Katana in hand. When he saw it was only Gohma he sheathed his weapon and sat down. Gohma walked over to where Miharu sat and sat next to her. "Are you ready?" He asked calmly. He wasn't nervous. Not yet.  

[Je Suis Oeufs Fous]

Tokuno drew out all three of his Katanas. He grabbed a sharping stone from his pack and began the laborous process of sharpening the blades to perfection. He keep them sharper than most blades for faster battles. A sharper blade cut through almost anything and the metal of the katanas was different. It was stronger, held the sharpness longer, and also the metal of all three blades was black. Black as the night with the runes placed in a dark, dark red color. The color of dried blood. He sharpened his blades every day even though he had no need to. It was a way to calm his nerves. A chance to focus singularly on something and take his mind away from the world.  

[Je Suis Oeufs Fous]

Tokuno finished rather quickly sharpening the blades. He hadn't used them in a few days and there wasn't a need to sharpen them much. He stood and quickly swung each one in turn and examined the blades themselves for any imperfections. There were none and there never would be, these blades could withstand anything a mere human could press upon them.  

[Je Suis Oeufs Fous]

Tokuno began jogging around the peremeter of the camp. He loved to run and feel the wind hitting him as he did it. In the Village Hidden in the Sand where he was born he ran every day and usually multiple times a day. Here in Kohona though he didn't get the chance often. He did alot of errands for his mother and aunt to help his uncle out. It took alot to keep his uncle out of pain and Tokuno had no problem doing it. He quickly began increasing his speed and racing around faster. He wasn't winded it took alot to do that. He soon stopped before the dust began waking everyone up and walked back to his pack.  

[Je Suis Oeufs Fous]

Tokuno sat thinking of his own father's death. It was nothing unplanned he was meant to die farther back then he did, but still his father's death affected Tokuno more than anyone would ever know. His father was in the torturous buisness of black ops. He would infiltrate other villages and steal their secrets for the Kazekage. He was meant to go to the Village Hidden in the Clouds and he knew that he would have to train his hardest for at the time the Cloud Shinobi were among some of the brutalist. His father had a terrible disease though. It slowly ate his body away since he was a young man. As the day neared to leave his father began training even harder and the strain finally took it out of him and he collapsed upon the fields where he trained. That was the very day Gohma's father was tortured near to death by Cloud Shinobi. Tokuno partly blamed the fact that those shinobi were still out there uncaught by his father's death, but in his heart he knew nothing would have changed that fact. Tokuno changed alot after his father died. He is still the same funloving prankster he was, but his heart was hardened. He isn't as perceptive to the world around him as he once was.