May 9th / 2 notes †//yes, i know, my hiatus is over already.
but my teachers apparently think that after the exams they can give us more homework and stuff. so yeahi will do my replies this week i promise.
Apr 7th / 2 notes †
Mito was woken up by the sunshine this day. Just when she opened her eyes, she went to the window and looked through it; she couldn’t believe - the spring has finally come. She smiled to herself and went to the bathroom to…
Utakata watched mito through amber orbs before chuckling at her reaction. “y-yeah it is me..” he cleared his throat before smirking. “haven’t we gotten shorter Hm?” utakata chuckled and ruffle her hair as best as he could. “well I am grown up, yes. And may I say I finally grew up out of my awkward teenage face.” he chuckled and hugged her back when she pulled him into a Hug. “I know it has been ages mito. I’m surprised you are still hanging around here instead of back home where you love it so much.” he smiled and chuckled to the female. “anyways how have you been? What has been going on in your life? I never thought I’d see you again? And why is this Nagato person you speak of?” he raised and eyebrow at the girl letting go to examine her. “any may I must say you have gotten a lot thinner from when I last saw you girlie.” he chimed and eyed her.
Mito chuckled again and when he ruffled her hair, the bun on the top of her head broke up and her hair freely fell onto her back, but she didn’t really care, actually, she didn’t even pay attention to it - she was too happy. - Am i really that old to already start getting shorter? - she said before grinning widely. Then she moved her head back a little and looked at him, taking his face into both her hands. - Huh? You grew up out of it? I can’t see. - she added and frowned a bit, but then she giggled and placed a kiss on one of his cheeks, before going back to hugging him tightly. But then, she sighed. - Well, i had some things here to take care of. - she told him and winced just slightly.
Mito looked up at Utakata again. - I think we have a lot of things to talk about. Are you busy now? - she asked, raising one eyebrow. She really hoped that he will find some time for her. - Thinner, huh? Stop lying! - she chuckled.
Mito was woken up by the sunshine this day. Just when she opened her eyes, she went to the window and looked through it; she couldn’t believe - the spring has finally come. She smiled to herself and went to the bathroom to take a shower before going outside to enjoy this beautiful weather.
When…Utakata smiled to himself as he eyed the building he was currently watching. It was a bit of inspiration for this male, at less the colors were. He smiled to himself as he took in the colors and contrasts as he fixed his light blue conductors hat with orange as its contrast. He chuckled to himself before fixing the small bag that hung over his shoulder as he fixed his black and white split down the middle shirt that looked as if it was a scratch board, so it would stop riding up until he felt a hand on his shoulder. “Nagato? Um…madam I am not the person you claim me to be. My name is uta….kata…..” he said turning to face her and when he spoke his name he trailed off. His eyes took in her face and it’s features. Her face was a round, but not too round and that red hair, that bright fiery read hair was absolutely gorgeous on her especially with the green dress. He opene his mouth to speak, but found only air came out. He shut his mouth, no one, NO ONE could make this male speechless, not even Mei. “I-hi.” he finally choked out and smiled sheepishly at her.
- Oh, i’m sorry, i thought yo- - Mito opened her mouth and her eyes widened when the male turned back and it turned out that it wasn’t her cousin. But she definitely wasn’t expecting that this will happen. She wasn’t even able to get her hand off the male’s shoulder when she saw who it was. His face didn’t really changed, more his body - he got taller; the man who was her height now was at least a head taller than her. He’s also lost a few pounds, that’s why she mistaken him for her cousin, who was just as skinny as him. But he had just the same haircut as he had the last time she saw him, he’s been cutting it like that since she remembered. - U-Utakata…? - she repeated, finally being able to say something. Then, slowly, she wrapped her arms around him, pulling him into a tight hug. - I haven’t seen you in ages! - she said and chuckled from happiness.
Mar 24th / 8 notes †Mito was woken up by the sunshine this day. Just when she opened her eyes, she went to the window and looked through it; she couldn’t believe - the spring has finally come. She smiled to herself and went to the bathroom to take a shower before going outside to enjoy this beautiful weather.
When she got out of the shower, she put on some not too long bright green dress and tied her hair into a bun, before almost running out from her apartment.
She didn’t have any plans on where to go, so she just started walking ahead. When she arrived to the city centre, she noticed someone who looked really familiar to… her cousin. The person’s pose and the skin colour really looked like Nagato’s, just with one difference… She walked closer to him and placed a hand on his shoulder. - Nagato? You dyed your hair? - she asked, surprised.
because no one pays attention to titles, I say we reblog as link…
- I won’t listen to you. - she said when new tears started rolling down her face. - I’ve seen enough. - she added before she sniffled. It hurt her that Hashirama was treating her like a thing…
Mito collapsed onto the chair again and was just going to say something, but it was Hashirama who started talking first. The redhead knew there was no point in interrupting him - she decided to carefully listen to him. She looked over to Madara to see the blood and she winced. What did she come to? What was happening?
Hundreds of questions were appearing in Mito’s mind with every Hashirama’s word. She couldn’t believe it happened just now, as she’s known him for so long already. But from what he said, it was because of the medications. Still, why didn’t he tell her?
Mito was confused. On the one hand, she couldn’t forgive Hashirama what he had done. But on the other hand… if it was really because of his issue…
- The Hashirama i know is merely an act? So what are you trying to tell me? That everything you told me was a big lie? - she started with a voice shaky from tears. - And why haven’t you told me? If you got your medications once, you could surely get them again! Why didn’t you want me to help you?!
- Your way of being in control? In control of what exactly! - she asked him, even though it didn’t really sound like a question. Mito winced when Hashirama grabbed her wrists. - Hashirama, it hurts. - she told him, but he wasn’t listening, forcing her into the…
- I won’t listen to you. - she said when new tears started rolling down her face. - I’ve seen enough. - she added before she sniffled. It hurt her that Hashirama was treating her like a thing while she was treating Madara like… a pet. Like someone who he truly loved. - If you care about him so much, stay with him. Why did you even marry me…? - she asked when she got up from the chair.
Mar 17th / 43 notes †- You did this again! - she shouted into his face when he blocked the door and she finally felt something other than disappointment - she felt anger. She wasn’t angry only with Hashirama, and of course with Madara, but also with herself. She was angry that she…
- Your way of being in control? In control of what exactly! - she asked him, even though it didn’t really sound like a question. Mito winced when Hashirama grabbed her wrists. - Hashirama, it hurts. - she told him, but he wasn’t listening, forcing her into the living room, where Madara was still on the floor. The redhead was trying to avoid looking at him. And then, when Hashirama took care of the Uchiha, it hurt Mito inside. What was he doing?! But something was clearly not right. Madara… he was far from being pleased. Wait… he’ll be sober? Was the Uchiha really drunk?
The little pieces of the whole situation were slowly composing in one piece in Mito’s head. Was it all really Hashirama’s fault? - I’m not staying here. - she said and started getting up from the chair.
