Listening to the droplets of rain falling from each leaf, the sounds of animals crossing as she would take each step within the trees home, the forest. The air was calming and rather chilling for those who cannot handle the cold as to her the cold was her embrace. Her eyes of unknown light wandered the path she was taking and their sides as to watch for any person that attempted to cross with her. She hid her face well as well as her other features with her cloak besides part of her paleness of her smooth skin.

She would think of the past timings of when she was younger which came across the subject of the boy who was now a man. What became of him? When will she meet him once more? Will he even know that she is she or will she be a stranger? Naki wasn’t sure if he noticed her ever within their same history as it was a mystery. She licked her lips as they were dry, her arms dangled to her sides as she continued to walk forwards towards an unknown direction. Nakiami enjoyed walks as it felt calming and if anything, she knew directions like she knew the back of her hand. Having the ability to navigate places, the world even felt adventurous. The other part of her felt the love of animals, creatures alike as she held up her right hand as an interested colored bird would land upon it. Her eyes that were hidden in the shadow looked at it in the eyes and then forward as she left the trees and onto the cliffs area, the end part of the island.

Her head would tilt up as she looked at it, the rain clearing as the sun came out of hide-and-go-seek to warm up the area. Flying she watched the bird go as it did, disappearing. A small smile went across her lips as she thought of the bird’s freedom, till death of whatever it may be. ‘That looks nice to sit…’ she thought warmly as she saw a stump of a cut down large tree, not too old to break and had a warm setting. Sitting on it she would then watch the sea and its waves, enjoying the warmness overwhelming the rained area.

The tower of a man had awoken at a weird hour of the day. Training had been rather taxing in the past few weeks and it seemed as if Qilin had finally reached his limit, yet limit was a word he did not believe in he preferred plateaus. Yes things that were simply made to be broken so you could become better. This particular day his body had simply crashed. He shook off the grogginess, swatting away a stray bang that fell into his line of site upon leaning forward. He would take a look outside and could clearly see it was midday. He would then look to the side wall wear the calendar hung. “Saturday….” The day was marked and Qilin could not believe it. He got up and went into the primary training area. Not bothering to get appropriately dressed he simply wore his Gi bottoms. Upon reaching the first person her would simply ask. “What is todays date” . The student looking at Qilin a bit confused simply confirmed that it was Saturday and walked away swiftly. “ I have been asleep for 3 days”? he stated to himself in a low tone. It seemed like as soon as he said the words to himself hunger, thirst, and the lingering aches of bumps and bruises came pouring in. Well he could at least satiate the most urgent of those factors. He ran out of the Dojo and headed towards the villages main well. He felt like he was going to just stick his head in the bucket and drink his fill. He was already an almost 8ft, half dressed man, he didn’t want to further overwhelm the people by dashing in an all-out sprint to the well. But his throat and mouth were dry to the point to where he could feel his lips begin to crack and bleed. Yet on the way he saw someone that looked vaguely familiar. Somewhere, somehow, this woman he merely passed by caused his mind to conjure up some long forgotten suppressed memory. “Who are you?” he simply asked. He needed to know where and when he had met this woman. If he had indeed seen her before...or was the thirst and hunger playing with his mind.

She continued to look at the sky as her eyes lit up slowly with the beauty of the light sky. Although her skin was not clearly shown due to her cloak, she could feel the coolness going through the small holes on the sleeves on both sides at the ends. Her face that hid in the shadows felt the coldness although the sun covered it with its embrace. Naki's eyes of unknown colorness glistened, her lips curled into a small smile as she listened and heard of a familiar voice. What was she to say at this moment? The man that she knew as a boy, the one she watched was speaking to her and didn't know her. Her small smile slowly faded as she would get up from where she was once sitting, half turning as her right side was directed at him. Her arms were dangled and pressed against her sides as she didn't show any fear as she was calm.

Nakiami wasn't sure though on what to say. 'Yea, I'm that woman that stalked you since childhood. How are you doing?!' or something as such would just cause problems. She really didn't see it as stalking as when she was a little girl with no one, watching people was what she did best and as they got older it was just a coincidence. She coughed softly as she tilted her head a little towards him, revealing some white skin upon her right lower side of her cheek. 'If you don't remember me, perhaps it was meant to be to be strangers towards each other..' she thought as she then started to speak. ''I'm just a woman...passing by.'' she softly and calmly would speak as she wouldn't let any happy happy girly being out of the bag towards this man. She never really usually shows that side of her as the calming and collective was all that should exist.

It was odd but the longer he stood looking at the woman the more vividly familiar she became. Of course the memory was clouded, obstructed by so many traumatic events that had taken place afterwards. The man had truly lived an eventful life and childhood memories had been suppressed to say the least. These were trying times where a man could not be afforded the luxury of childhood distractions. The only thing that he dared to keep from his childhood were his dreams. He truly believed that just as he had grown from a boy to a man his dreams would evolve into goals and those goals into reality. However, through it all he still noticed something about this woman. He did not know it yet but last time he had seen her they had both been children. It would be a bit harder for the male to identify this young lady than vice versa. He had grown taller, bigger perhaps… but all in all he remained much the same…he was only 20 after all. Yet as a woman she matured much faster and in more ways than one. His hand went to her shoulder in a strong enough grip to stop her in her tracks but nowhere near the force needed to harm her in any way. He was at a size where restraint was the first thing he was taught at the dojo. Whereas 4 years ago such an attempt may have snapped her collar bone in two. Soft brown hues met her own. Searching for any more clues within those windows to the soul.  “That’s not entirely sure I’m quite certain.” His voice was deep yet bass filled. It was sincere yet held an unusual amount of authority in each word. Of course he had just met her so there was no intent of subjugation. His tone was just what it was whether intentional or not.

Her thoughts went from one to two to a million different places as she felt his hand upon her shoulder. She could feel some strange warm sensation that electrified her heart and blood to an unknown feeling she was quite unsure of. Her eyes shot to the corner of the left to try to not look at him as he looked at her. Her hidden face of darkness blushed lightly of painted baby pink as she could see his face, his strong looking stare as she slowly looked back up into his. Although he couldn't see her eyes at all, she clearly could see his making her heart beat rather intensely. Nakiami closed her eyes halfway as she would continue to look up into his eyes seeing how intense they were.

She wasn't sure on what to say, words wouldn't come out as if she was choking on them as she tried to open her soft lips. Closing her mouth she would open them a little enough to lick her dry lips and tried to build up courage to say anything, something as there was silence between them. 'God dammit, c'mon...say something.' she thought to herself as she would then open her eyes all the way and open her mouth once more. ''It's been since that arena fight since I saw you last...Before that, was when you slaughtered the village...and before that was when you were born.'' she spoke softly now instead of cold although still calming. She slowly started to lift her right hand towards his face and to his cheek till she stopped mid way and put her arm back against her sides and turned her head away. Nakiami would have back away although his strength was against her shoulder, holding her still and therefore held in place. ''I'm not surprised you don't know me nor remember me as I've always hid in the shadows.'' she spoke once more and then looked up at him as her hidden face would look up towards the face of the man she always seem to find.

Qilin would look to her and smile as the memory shot back to his head like a bat out of hell."Nakiiiii!!!". Arms would swiftly embrace her before lifting her up and sitting her on his shoulders(if she did not put up a fight of course). He would begin walking with her propped there and her steady with his right arm. "So how have you been?” He should have remembered her. She was one of the few people he did not have to kill in his village. Hopefully she was not here to get any type of revenge. If she was she would not have revealed who she was at least not until the deed was done. He had always remembered her as being a super shy person who kept to herself and clung to the shadows. Though he never really understood it at all. She was an attractive young woman and as a small girl had no deformities or irregularities like he had. He usually did not show such excitement but the world was a very cruel place and to see a familiar face especially from his childhood was quite a treat. He carried her around like a child on his shoulder his strong supple calves more than compensating for the distribution of weight the frail woman had to offer. There were so many questions he wanted to ask her but he was sure she would be taken back by his somewhat direct approach so he thought it best to allow her the chance to respond to it all before he started to bombard her. He didn’t really know where he was taking her and he had no destination in mind but it would give them the chance to catch up. People looked at them oddly as he passed by and he knew for someone like Naki who as a child slinked as the slightest glance she would not be used to all the staring and attention so he would ask “Are you ok” his voice barely audible as to not bring even more attention to the pair. He had been stared at oddly by the world so long that he relished it. He used it as a tool to strike fear into his enemies and even some who were not .

Nakiami stood there and waited for him to say something, to react or something. She then was spooked alittle by his reaction, embracing her, feeling his warmth. It felt like it was lasting forever till he put her on his shoulders making her want to flail. Out of all the times she knew him, she never got to hug him or anything as she felt too shy to talk to him. Her face that was well hidden went against his soft-dirty feeling hair. It had a small aroma of smoke which didn't bother her much at all. Her arms were wrapped around his neck  making her heart beat fast. She never really been on ones shoulders nor touched anyone for that fact as you could call her the untouched. As she was in that position Amatsu started to walk and asked on how she's been.

'A lot...'

Was all that could go through her mind but atlas she of course would think of a different answer. Her heart by now would finally calm down. ''I've been all ever the same. Hidden. Till now at least.'' she spoke calmly and softly as she would still hide her face on the top of his head and to make sure her hoodie wouldn't reveal her head nor face. ''How have you been? What have you been up to since the arena?'' she asked curiously since they were on this subject on how they were. Even if he was supremely tall for a human, he had handsome-like features. She remembered when he was called a monster and still on this day she seems to not understand on how he was one.

Walking passed some area she would see people stare and look at them both, her being unable to say anything or really look even though her face wasn't able to be seen. Nakiami was curious on where he was taking her, making her wonder.

''So where are you taking me?'' she asked curiously as her right hand started to play with his hair unconsciously with her nails.

When being asked if she was okay, she nodded as to show that she was indeed fine. She didn't want to show any frightened expression or anything that would make this small trip stop as she was curious on where they were going.