Senju Hashirama

[003]

Tue, 19 Oct 2010 23:54:09 GMT

[has a secret, a very big secret. a big, huge one that he hadn't told his brother about and was hiding it from him until Hashirama could sort through his own feelings about what was going on. had he worked out how he was feeling? not really. but now it was to the point that he needed to talk to someone about it and out of everyone he knew, his brother was the one that he trusted the most.]

[work time, that is the best way to approach without nerves getting in the way, coming up to his desk, nudging his shoulder playfully.] You got time off for lunch?

[002]

Sun, 30 May 2010 09:24:57 GMT

[it would be good if this day was just like any other day, get up, work, work some more and then check by his brother's house to make sure everything was okay and then return home for a nights rest. today was that one time of the year that he hated. the anniversary of his father's death. normal families would go to the cemetery and pay their respects, have a drink or two and a dinner in honor but not when you were born to the father of one of the more powerful heads of organized crime in the city. it was bad enough that you had to be reminded by his lieutenants that you were a traitor to the family in the grand scale coming together of the men under his control but to be trailed by your own, two undercover officers easily picked watching him throughout the day. born into a family and no matter what you done, you were always persecuted by it, regardless of innocence.]

[now the rest of the night was free, taking to a local bar holding his own commemoration for him, cracking the seal on the second bottle of whiskey and pouring it into the glass that long lost its ice.] Cheers. [raises to glass up to no one but the row of bottles across the back wall, knocking down the drink no longer feeling the burn. everything was comfortably numb.]

[001]

Wed, 03 Mar 2010 01:51:50 GMT

[an open invitation like this while stupid to go in without backup, it is too good to miss. just as stated, he arrived at the warehouse on dock 13, unarmed... okay, he wasn't fully unarmed because criminal mastermind, hello. doesn't want to walk into a trap of instant death, but not packing anywhere that can be found unless he wants to pat him down.] ... [opens up the door slowly and cautiously looks inside, too many rows of shelving to hide behind, can't see anything under the poor lighting. quietly walks through the aisles looking around for any signs of danger or the Uchiha. whatever comes first.]