Meeting Minoichi again. [P]

Saruno had his pack on his back, his Nine foot sword leaned up along his back as well, his eyes staring out into the distance from the foot of his house. It was so quiet, yet, so noisy. The kids around the village were playing tag or hide and seek, the Hokage was in her office, and so on. Yet, staring off into the blue sky was all so enjoyable, seeing the clouds move, and the dark ones moving close to the village. 'Rain, it's going to rain today.' He said to himself, as quietly as he could, but his lips still moving in a normal motion. He could smell the rain from a mile away, hearing it's faint rumbling of thunder and the cracks of lightning, the very light being seen from a kilometer from his location. It was so annoying really, having to do so much at once. Too many things.

Looking back down to the ground, a slight sigh from his lips coming towards the ground as he closed his eyes, thinking of what would happen next in his life. Return to the village 3 months from this day, and be welcomed as a hero, or be attacked, like the last village that almost took him in, but was found out as a Kazura, and banished. It was too annoying..

Minoichi was just passing through to go to some training, and abruptly felt a dark, evil presence. One he hadn't felt in such a long time. ".. Saruno" He spoke quietly, opening his lips just to make a faint brush whisper which he barely heard himself.

The wind was a bitter crisp, which could easily burn you. He looked over his shoulder at Chalor, the blade which kept by his side through thick and thin, and within an instance, Minoichi disappeared, leaving behind a small wave of air. For all others would know, he was going to see a very, dear old friend.

((Shutup, I know it's short))

Dark waves of chakra surrounded him, invisibly, Yuui wanted Saruno's presence to be felt all around the country as it seemed. It's chakra felt heavy, huge, and powerful, it made his arms swirl in black-ish chakra, making him cring in slight pain as he tried to use his own chakra to push her chakra back into the blade, compressing it lightly to make his presence slightly less known, panting being heard from his lips. It was hard enough wielding Yuui when she was calm, but when she didn't want to leave was another problem. It made her incredibly angry, which let out a big amount of her concealed chakra.

Attempting to stand straight, his strength constantly depleting with the dark visions of the sword's power overpowering his being. If he left, he could die with her anger. If he didn't leave, he would live. Hard choices, only two to choose. But he had to train more, so he could become stronger to help his newly made family. He wanted to be stronger, at all costs.