Send me ‘Disney’ and i’ll generate a number (1-30)
"You know, lots of people with big ears are famous!" he told her chuckling a bit. He had got a bit to drink this evening. Partying was not very common as a shinobi, but this time he had just decided to hang out with friends. Obviously he had just told the redhead a joke about elephants.
He stared at her a long moment in silence. He could see she was fighting to keep stoic, but she was slowly losing against that war. He decided it might maybe be best if he also opened up a bit… “Honestly, I also have a few trust issues… There is an only person I can trust my life with. Someone I have grown up with…” He thought of his cousin, Itachi. ´The only person he could understand. He quietly looked down at his knees: “I’d say it’s very individual how you deem people trust worthy…” For him he could only open up completely around his family members, he also trusted his teammates. However, he still couldn’t trust them entirely. The man’s blank stare transformed to a sympathetic one when the female burst into tears and told him her sad tale. Quietly he moved closer… “I’m sorry about that…” he really meant it. “You don’t have to trust anyone if you don’t want to…” She didn’t look like she wanted to trust anyone for a long time, and Shisui would let her do what she wanted to. He knew that once one’s trust was broken, it was even harder to win it back.
She had enough of the tea so she retied her mask with calmness. But the calmness was fake. Slowly her mind was returning to its usual state, one where emotions and memories were buried deep under training and sealed with her belief, the belief of emotions are weaknesses, unnecessary for the survival of a shinobi. ” Sorry for that outburst, I just…” She doesn’t even have an excuse. ” I suppose real blood family are the only ones you can trust … well for me. No matter how bad things are for you, there are others going through worse. ” Azusa still trusted family, if only they’re were still here. ” But being shinobi, having one is a rare privilege no? Shinobi’s have nothing, just missions. I lost everything , being a shinobi is my only option.”
"No problems." he kindly said. It was better to let it go than keep all emotions inside. She would end up even more sad than before if she kept them inside. Meanwhile he listened to her, he felt more relieved. At least she had trusted someone in the past. It was up to her after all, he barely knew her to have a say in this thing. "Yeah there might be someone who have had it much worse than me and you." he agreed, after all shinobi life was full of tragedy. Listening to her Shisui just thought it was sad if she lost everything and never trusted anyone, he somehow hoped it could change in the future. However, he wasn’t the one to butt into her privacy so he let it be without saying anything.
She looked out the window, it was going to be lunch time soon. ” I suppose we can continue this discussion later or tomorrow. ” With that Azusa signaled the end of this emotional train wreck of hers. She stepped out of the sofa and walking towards the kitchen, looking back at Shisui she suggested ” Is it okay if you stay for lunch? I believe I should thank you for teaching me about the village. “