Reimei

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The sun beat down like the fires of hell. It was only the early morning, so the sun hadn't quite reached its peak. Various wildlife had past the small female shinobi by already as she made her way through a narrow path between two high rock walls. She stuck as much as possible in the shrinking bit of shade available. A desire to drink something other than the gourd of sake attached to her hip pushed her onwards towards the sound of running water.

 

She emerged from the slim path, her booted feet crunching upon the small rocks until the ground sloped into a steep grassy hill where she stopped for a moment. Amethyst eyes took in her surroundings. Where the path had ended the area opened up to a wide grassy valley, almost directly across from her rose another wall of canyonous wall, except this one looked to be lined with abandoned homes carved into the stony surface. Hey focus zeroed in on the winding creak trickling in the middle of the valley at the bottom of the hill, between herself and the other wall.

 

Having assumed no one else was nearby when she awoke that morning she hadn't bothered dressing into her male disguise, so her hair fell loose down her back. She tied it into a pony tail now and secured her leather jacket around her waist, revealing the black cropped shirt she frequently wore when alone, before sliding down the steep grassy slope. She would come to a stop at the edge of the creek and hurry to cup her hands and drink the fresh water.

 

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It had been a busy morning for Cross, having woken up earlier than normal to take down camp and move out. He was not one for bright early mornings and would have much prefered sleeping in till about noon. However it was necessary for him to pack his things and move out, he had been staying in the same spot for the past few days, about five to be exact. A small cave at the top of a hill was where he had spent the last week sleeping and honing his craft. This was dangerous though, for there was alot of people out there looking for him, and staying in one spot for to long gave them plenty of time to catch onto his trail. Plus with the influx of criminals and wanderers in this part of the land he was beginning to leave a trail of bodies behind him. So as the warm sun began to rise up into the sky, Cross made sure the cave was emptied and removed of all traces that anyone had been living there. Dumping most of the things he used for survival down a deep dark chasm, it was time to move on and find a new resting place. 

 

He traveled light, always being on the run made keeping alot of things a hassel, and all he really needed was his ninja pouch and his medical supplies. The morning sun now beat down on his back, shedding light across the valley in which he was casually strolling through. It was better to come off as a lost traveler who was just looking for their way out of the valley. In order to keep from looking suspicious Cadence made every attempt to look normal, well as normal as someone with his appearance could look. He wore a normal set of grey slacks with a black tank top which was covered up by a loose fitting grey shirt. It was very casual and relaxing for the heat that seemed to always infest these lands. The abnormal thing about him was not his choice in clothing, but his physical appearance. Long black hair sat to one side of the mans head, with the other side being shaved. His face and body was littered with tattoos and piercings, giving off a very colorful look. The weirdest thing though would be the dark black and red eyes, being further enhanced by the sunlight glaring off the mans face. 

 

A few hours had gone by, with the wanderer finding himself in a part of the valley he had yet to explore. It was alot more rocky here, with plenty of canyons and caves to hide in. It would make a great place to spend the next few days, but he needed to find a really good one, having bandits roll up in the middle of the night was starting to get annoying. As much as he liked to kill things, trying to stay hidden was hard when you had to always hide bodies. Luckily for him this part of the valley looked prime with plenty of hiding spots, both for him and any unfortunate soul who managed to get caught up with him. His thoughts were beginning to run away when something caught his attention, snapping Cross out of his trance and causing him to further investigate. 

 

Following what he had seen, making sure to keep a good distance away, he had confirmed what he thought he saw. Now hunched over by a stream of water was a woman, with bright red hair and a very sleek frame. She seemed very preoccupied with the water in front of her, taking large handfuls of the water. Because of this Cross made no attempts to conceal himself, regardless she did not come off as a threat, atleast not yet. There was no sign of weapons or gear on the woman's body, along with no sign of her belonging to any village or group of people who would be here looking for him. This raised a very good question though, if she was not here for him, then why was she here? "You know, i just finished peeing in that water. Might taste a little salty."

 

He chuckled, walking up from behind the woman, but keeping his distance as to not alarm her. If she were to spin around and look at him, she would see a very strange man wearing a very warm smile. He had no intentions of scaring away this person, and unless she wanted to fight there was no real reason to engage in combat. He was getting tired of mercilessly killing strangers. 

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Initially the water had tasted like normal water to her, and she'd been so preoccupied in the small escape from the heat that when a voice piped up with, "You know, I just finished peeing in that water. Might taste a little salty," she jolted from surprise. This caused her to choke a little and cough out the water she'd been in the middle of swallowing. She swore as water came out her nose and she coughed some more. An unpleasant burning sensation aggravated her throat as she wiped her hand across her mouth and turned around, with not a little caution.

 

Purple eyes met red irises surrounded by black sclera, and her immediate thought was that this was it. It was her time to go. Zombies really did exist. Her left hand found the gourd of sake at her hip from habit, popped the lid off, and brought it to her lips. She gulped at the alcohol as she took in the rest of the man. He was tall, like most people were in comparison to her, with dark hair shaved on one side. His clothes portrayed a normal person, however it was offset by the myriad tattoos visible to her. Her left hand put the gourd back at her hip and subconsciously went to rest over her own tattoo along her left side.

 

By now she was keenly aware that she was staring and had yet to say anything, something which was likely increasingly uncomfortable for both her and the man. Actually, she wasn't breathing either. She forced herself to start doing that again, before forcing herself to speak through her fear that this person was a zombie on the hunt for brains. "Holy shit."

 

No, no. That definitely wasn't what she'd intended to say. Taking a deep breath, words suddenly flooded out of her. "No. Fuck. I mean, I meant, to..that's not what I wanted to say. Are you a zombie? Shit. Sorry. That's not what I wanted to say, either. Uh, I want to..I mean. Hello!" She laughed nervously, still unable to take her eyes off of his, and smiled. The last thing she wanted was to get her brains eaten by a zombie in the middle of the valley, but she certainly didn't want to be a dick either in case the man was a nice zombie.

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It seemed he had achieved what was intentionally planned, to an even higher degree than he had anticipated. The woman had jumped, obviously startled by his words, the sounds of choking and water being spewed from her mouth could be heard. It was very hard for him to not bust out laughing, finding it incredibly funny. However the comical scene was not over, he must have scared her really badly, for the woman had spun around, wiping water from her face, her deep purple eyes red around the edges, most likely from choking. Their eyes met, locking onto each others, and for what seemed like a life time the two wanderers stared at each other. He was not going to lie, to was a very beautiful woman, and those eyes, what glorious eyes she had. His thought process was soon interrupted when the woman randomly exclaimed  "Holy shit "

 

The mans nimble face tiled to the side as a look of confusion spread across his face. This was not quite the response he had expected, but it was warrented to be honest. Before Cross had the chance to respond she began to ramble like an idiot, going on and on, some of it almost impossible to make out. He did manage to make out her asking him if he was a zombie, then followed to say hello. He chuckled, finding this little woman to be very entertaining. "Hello there!" He threw up his right arm as a sign of welcoming, not wanting to scare this woman even more than he had already done. 

 

As for her question, he actually had to think about this one, No one had called him a zombie before. Zombies were undead humans that liked to eat flesh from living people right? The more he considered it the more it dawned on him that he kind of was a zombie. It was hard to really know if he was alive or dead, at least on a spiritual level, and he most certainly enjoyed eating the flesh of other people. Not being very sociable however Cross was not sure what the proper response was, didnt people like zombies? He decided the best course of action was to just be honest. "Well...that is a good question. Now that you mention it i kind of am like a zombie, so yeah sure, we can say im a zombie." He smiled taking a few steps towards her, but not enough to alarm the woman. The raised arm returned to its side as the other arm bolted outwards, his hand extended for a introduction. 

 

"My name is Cross. I must add, you have really amazing eyes."

 

 

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The female's stomach fluttered with butterflies whose wings were made with steel wool, and the perspiration on her skin chilled her to a point the hairs on her neck stood up. For a moment she imagined her heart audibly paused, a preposterous concept for her heart. No matter how spooked by superstition as she was, flight wasn't a muscle she possessed in her body. The redhead's irrepressible audacity consistently proved to be a volatile entity. At the man's words confirming that he was a zombie, her initial apprehension evaporated, and it was as if her brain suddenly rewired itself. Like liquid stone and ash bubbling beneath the surface of an aged mountain, small peals of amusement slowly erupted from her.

 

The sound of her own laughter surprised her. She had been walking through the valley for days now, and yet to encounter another person. With nothing but the dreamlike whisperings of the wind speaking to her as she wandered aimlessly like a bottle at sea, she'd become unfamiliar with the sound that escaped her. This only made it harder to stay straight faced as the man introduced himself, "My name is Cross. I must add, you have really amazing eyes."

 

The same amethyst eyes brightened as the skin outside of them crinkled and white teeth were flashed midst a smile. It was probably beyond foolish to shake hands with an absolute stranger while traveling alone in a virtually abandoned labyrinth, but she was one that liked strange. She grasped his offered hand in both of her small ones with a firm grip that contradicted her structure, "Hello, I'm Reimei." She would then step even closer to the man who identified himself as Cross. "Your own are very fascinating." A statement pertaining to his black and red eyes.

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Although apparently afraid of zombies or people who seemed like one, this woman did not seem very anxious to approach him, actually stepping even closer as he out stretched his hand. It had been a very long time since he had actually met someone worth meeting, and in the back of his mind he secretly hopped she was not a bandit or a hunter trying to kill him. It would have been very sad to murder such a beautiful woman. With her now closer and gripping his hand in both of her, Cross was able to get a clear view of her face, and most importantly her eyes. Two beautiful crystal amethyst eyes glaring into his. She introduced herself as Reimei, and the young wanderer could not help but blush as he complemented his eyes. He really enjoyed the way his eyes looked, and was very excited when people mentioned them, most just ran in fear or said something heartless about them, but no, this woman seemed to like his eyes. She was his favorite now.

 

Keeping his hand in her Cross raised the set of hands to his face, kissed the top of one of her hands, then smiled letting the hands go completely. "It is very nice to meet you Reimei! Want to see something cool?" With out waiting for the girls reply he crouched down a little, placing his right hand on his knee for support, then leaned forward so that the pair were only inches away from each other now. Placing the tip of his left pointer finger on the surface of his eye, he began to slowly wiggle the red and black contact around the surface of the eye. It would create a very strange and mesmerizing effect where black and white would blend together, creating odd visual effects on the surface of his eye. Cross really liked doing this trick for it creeped a lot of people out. Standing back upright Cross smiled, then placed his hand on the back of his head. "So Reimei, what brings you all the way out here to the middle of no where? Its very dangerous out here..." Trailing off the man leaned forward once again, looked from side to side and whispered to the woman. "There are murders out here."

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Eyes were the window to the soul; this was something she believed adamantly. One could almost know everything about a person's heart, simply by looking long enough. Of course it also went without saying that darkness was included. A woman of certain superstitious beliefs, she knew the foolishness of looking at the darkness too long, else it were to look back. She was thankful that today was not the day darkness turned its calamitous gaze upon her. As Cross's cheeks pinkened, she came to the conclusion that this was not an evil man. Even more so, she felt the calluses of the man's hand against her skin, which mirrored the ones upon her own, and she felt sure that in some way they had to be similar. When Cross kissed and released her hands, she had bitten her lip in thought. In the back of her mind a thin, weak, undeniably angry voice screamed at her, pressing her to understand it. To perhaps recall the language it was speaking, nevertheless for all the voice's effort, sharp pain shot through her temple and obliterated the voice.

 

Hands were dropped and her thoughts were interrupted by an enthusiastic,"Want to see something cool?" Her train of thought blew up on the tracks further as her attention was brought, quite literally, face to face with Cross. The sudden proximity flustered her, unseen ears reddening. It had been a few hours since she washed her face, even longer that she'd been near another human, and she was acutely aware of the dirt, and freckles accumulated by days in the sun, that decorated her skin. She shoved her vanity aside and focussed her attention on Cross's actions with his eye. Mixed reactions went through her; relief to discover that the man's ocular pigmentation was not, in fact, due to being a zombie, but rather contacts; fascination at the strange effect the movement of the lens had upon his eye; and intrigue into why the man wore contacts. Nonetheless, she would not step away.

 

When Cross stood straight again and smiled down at her, she couldn't help one of her own smiles from creeping across her face. She determined that this Cross had quite the contagious sort of smile, as it infected her with a cheerful mood, much the opposite of her mind set upon entering the valley days prior. This was further fueled when he asked why she was out here, then leaned in once again to whisper to her that there were murders in the area. Amusement lit her eyes with a mischievous glint as she would go to close the distance between them even more. Positioning her lips next to Cross's ear and behind one of her hands, she would whisper back, "Don't worry, I'll protect you."

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He was very pleased that his actions did not scare off the woman, and instead she seemed very happy with the current situation. Continuing to look within his eyes a playful smile spread across her face. Most people who had managed to make it this far in a conversation often freaked out at the eye thing, thinking he was some sort of freak or weird person who liked to play with his eyes. The truth was eh did like to play with his eyes, a little to much actually. None of that mattered in this moment though, he was just happy that he managed to find someone who seemed friendly and was not afraid of him, not yet at least. It was very rare to find someone out here in the wild that was not trying to harm him, and even more rare to find someone so relaxed and calm around a stranger. It was a nice feeling, and if Cross had his way, he would probably ask Reimei to stick around, after all companions made traveling much easier. 

 

Something surprising happened after he mentioned the large amount of murders taking place out here in the valley. His original intention was to try and spook her, maybe get her to think he was cooler for surviving out here in the wild for so long. However he was even more excited for what the red haired woman did instead. Placing her face next to his, raising her hand to his ear and whispering  "Don't worry, I'll protect you" sent shivers down his spine as a even more twisted and devious grin spread over the nimble face of Cross. It had been years since he found someone he actually liked, let alone an attractive female. It was near impossible to control the thoughts rushing through his mind, goosebumps raising themselves across the surface of his tattooed skin. With split second reaction speed and before Reimei could react, Cadence placed both of his hands on her head, one on the back and one on the side, holding her face in place. Turning his face to look directly at her cheek, Cross allowed his slimy tongue to slip from his mouth, slide up her cheek and return to its original resting place. 

 

Immediately after licking the woman he jumped backwards, putting some space between the two, and clapped his hands in excitement. This may have seemed weird to most people, to just randomly lick a stranger. To Cross however it was a sign of endearment, as he only really licked people he liked without eating them. The loud clapping was soon replaced with a random burst of dancing and spinning in place, which lasted for a few seconds before he stopped, and fell backwards into the grass. His cheeks now flushed and eyes wide open, a goofy grin spread across his face. "No one ever said they will protect me before. Feels like a large warm hug" A large sigh escaped the mans body as he lay flat in the grass, arms spread out wide. 

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Stunned. That's what she was. She stood frozen in place, eyes unblinking, breath held, still in the exact same position with her head turned and her hand up where it had been by Cross's ears. Being licked was the sort of thing that she least expected to happen this day. Perhaps bitten by a wild fucker of a rodent, but certainly not licked by a stranger in the middle of nowhere. Fortunately, being the sort of person that punched things and got punched back, she knew how to roll with the unexpected. She smiled and wiped her cheek as the man did a dance.

 

When he fell back on the ground with a sigh, she thought that it was rather fun. Here was a person who clearly had not seen a friendly person in a while, and his elation was refreshing. A life line amidst the cynicism she often drifted through. "No one ever said they will protect me before. Feels like a large warm hug" reached her ears. A part of her tinged, clicked. She would sit down against Cross's side and gently pet the crown of his head. An awkward action for the female shinobi unacquainted with this sort of action.

 

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Cross was a very complicated individual, and if anyone were to try and explain just how deep and complicated he actually was, it would take weeks. It was true most people who knew him would tell you he was crazy, insane, and full of evil. They would be right, and thats what made him dangerous. But everyone judged him at face value and failed to give the man a chance. Why was he instantly a bad person because others did not share the same opinions on life that he had. Everyone discounted him, drove him out and pushed him away, never allowing the real Cross to blossom and show his real colors. 

 

This woman had managed to do something very few people in his life time had done. His childish happy side was easy to draw out, but finding someone that he felt close enough to not want to eat? That was extremely rare. As he lay there staying into the bright blue sky, chest rising and falling to match his rapid breathing patterns, he could not help but smile, genuinely happy for the moment. Her touch was exhilarating, causing sensations he had not felt in a very long time to surge through his body. Rolling towards her and onto his belly, Cross placed his chin in the palms of his hand, using the elbows to support himself, and was now laying directly in front of Reimei looking directly into her amazing eyes. His feet began to swing back and forth like a giddy school girl talking to their crush. 

 

"You know Reimei, i dont think im going to eat you. Do you plan on leaving the valley anytime soon?" It was rare for the man to not want to consume anyone, and if he opted to not eat you, it was a sign of good will. He had hoped she would spend a few days in the valley, and that the duo would be able to spend more time together. Loneliness was one of his favorite things, giving him time to think and plot on his own, never needing to rely on anyone. It was nice however to have someone close, even if it did not last for very long. 

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This definitely was one of the odder experiences of her life. Here she was in the middle of the most desolate place in all the world, rolling in the dirt with a stranger like two teenage girls. One of which was small with bloody hair, and the other a large zombie looking character. As Cross rolled onto his stomach and faced her, she pulled her knees to her chest and wrapped her arms around her legs as she peered over her knees at the man. His almost innocent behavior clashed strongly against the dark implication of his words.

 

Certainly she was thankful he was choosing not to eat her, but there was that tinge in the back of her mind. Like a breeze whispering to her cruel words of her misplacement among the world. The imperishable reminder that in a way she might as well already be dead. For a temporal moment her eyes darkened with the thought that she was the zombie. She shook her head hard, speedily aborting that rabbit hole, and smiled back at Cross. "I'm just going south, anywhere south, so unless the valley ends across that river, I'll be here a while." Truth be told, she'd attempted going North, however the further she went the worse this horrendous pain in her temple throbbed. She had figured that was a good sign she had been going the wrong way, and so she'd blindly turned the opposite direction and found herself in the valley.

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