* This chapter will feature Zatto Konamon and Tomesaburou, I hope to meet you two ^^

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 I hate myself, I can not forgive myself, the past may have been asleep, but memories will last forever ...

 I remember that afternoon, on the red bridge across the green river, a romantic scene made must me look up. Along with the petals flying in the wind, the fresh pink Furisode kimono accentuates the skin of the owner, Blue hair is bent in the traditional way to make the wearer more beautiful and lovely, half of the face is illuminated by waves, the beauty is bright and full of vitality that makes my heart beat faster. It seems someone is coming, Kirimaru turns around and smiles, blinking his beautiful blue eyes, he is standing in front of me, just smiling, winking at me!

"Doi-sensei!"

 But the beautiful things are not for me, I really was delusions too much ...

 Seeing me, his smile suddenly softened, showing his disappointment, all right, the one he was waiting for was not me. 

"Doi-sensei has a job tonight so he can not go out with you!"

 I said coldly, observing Kirimaru's expression, seeing that he did not say anything so I did not know what to say to comfort him, suddenly he said:

"Anyway, it takes a lot of preparation, you guys go out together too, so do you want to ... come with me?"

 I'm not dreaming? Kirimaru asked me? This is a situation that has hundreds of times I dare not dream, he actively invited me!

 Calm down Rantarou, perhaps because he is bored so let me ask, you have no hope of optimism, do not go deeper, or you will never escape.

 But thinking and acting are different, I accept:

"Oh, let's go!"

 Although I know it will inefficient, it will not make you turn to me, but ignorant love has overwhelmed everything. Although everything, even if I have to pay the price of pain in my heart, I agree, be near you, even if only for a brief moment.

 If I knew before, I wish I had never agreed...

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 Evening to the temple as bright as day, the bright red lanterns illuminate the space next to each other, the two sides are food stalls, crafts are not missing anything, people come in crowded, most of them here are all pairs of young men and women holding hands talking fun laughing, an ideal destination for couples dating.

 If you look closely, you will see familiar people gathering around. There was an argument from Tamura and Takiyashamaru-senpai, although they are sixth grade students, they still want to compete on who will be responsible for the fireworks, look at the strange hairstyles there and know that Saito Takamaru is nearby. Be careful not to step on the pits of Ayabe-senpai, some visitors were intimidated by Junko-the snake of Igasaki Magohei-senpai, occasionally see the shadow of two blind professionals Kanzaki and Sannosuke-senpai again,...

 I and Kirimaru go around, no one talks to anyone, just holding hands, looking around, This bustling atmosphere contrasts with our mood, which seems strange, not as friends or as lovers. But for me it was a very precious time, just wish the time to stop, so that was fine, but in life there is nothing called complete happiness...

It is incredible that the evening of that day was the beginning of a miserable life in hell...

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 I will never forget that day, this suffering will follow me to the end...

 Before my eyes again appeared the scene at that time, fireworks floating the sky, brilliant color, splendid splendor, but in my eyes, the most brilliant is still you. Kirimaru stood in the middle of that scene, the rosy kimono burning in the dark, tears falling non-stop, he running followed the light,, like the aura that was farewell to me to a place far away, the little body faded, until lost in the darkness.

 You are the bearer of light, but also the person who steals it.

"Wait! Do not go!"

 I ran after you, but the further away the distance. I do not know how far I have run, only know that if I do not catch up with you, I will not give up. I want to shorten the distance with you. How a long have I been suppressing my emotions, pushing it to the bottom of despair, squeezing the larynx, confusion, affection, the hopeless feelings just want to tear but always my patchwork, always self-deceiving myself, as like running my own shadow, very close but never touched, tangible but invisible.

 Finally caught up with you, my intestines are hot as fire burning, dry mouth like thirst, but I insist and expressing his feelings:

"Please ignore these two of them, no matter what happens, there I am, I swear this life, I will use all this life to protect you, do not hurt you!"

 All my emotions are like putting a burden on my shoulders, if I say it sooner, if I understand this a little faster, then do not regret it.

 Kirimaru in front of my eyes suddenly vanished, leaving me lonely in the world, now facing the bottomless abyss, the earth trembling violently, my whole body almost motionless, just waiting for the darkness to swallow. Then, down the abyss without bottom...

"Ahhhhh!"

 Startled wake up, just a dream, a nagging nightmare clinging to me regardless of day and night, just close your eyes is it immediately pulled to. I observe the current position, this is the clinic! I rushed to the medicine cabinet to get a pill, luckily in the clinic so this is very easy.

 Hold glass of water, my hands trembling, the whole body numb, wet sweat, tears gradually vanished. Why, why can not I forget, it's just the past? It's just the past ...

"He's gone!"

"Kirimaru is dead!"

 Having heard that message was no different than my own death, no words could express my extreme horror when I heard that from my father.

"No, I do not believe it, Dad, why do you say that?"

 In response to the silence, Mr. Inadera took a package from his hand, and inside, the Furisode was ripped apart and the Zori (Japanese slippers) clung to the mud.

 Yesterday I saw you wearing this Zori sandal, wearing this fresh pink kimono, so now ...

"I found it under the cliff, Rantarou, it was very deep and dangerous, afraid that Kiri-chan had bad things to happen!"

 That day was very beautiful, dry and warm. But my whole body was shivering cold, my heart aching with pain, a gentle breeze gliding like storms thunder, earthquake collapsed, lightning struck the ears.

 Damn people because of bad news, angry feelings and feelings hurt makes to my mind is dark and empty, unsettled mood, action outbreak in unconscious. I screaming, cry, crying, distraught, I really was crazy, crazy, too crazy! Everybody around me looked at me as a strange creature, but I did not care. Since then my mind has been filled with images and memories of Kirimaru, all about you surrounded me, hundreds of times I think about you is a hundred paintings are completed, but no pen can draw back what was lost, every recollection of you is a thousand knife strikes on the scarred heart, every night I dream about you is how many nights I secretly cry, self-torment. If at that time I hold on to you, preventing you from leaving, this tragedy does not happen ...

 A strange noise took me back, startled staring at the ceiling, the body so familiar that I calm down:

"Zatto-san!"

 Zatto Konamon, the leader of Tasogaredoki - one of the mightiest castles of all time, was a patron of Ninjutsu Gakuen, and to the Medical Committee is a "close friend". Needless to say also know his work when he came here.

"Fukishizou is picking herbs, come back soon!"

"OK, I'll be waiting!"

 Know that can not change the spirit of the Tasogaredoki leadership extremely strange, like to do, where to go, free to decide regardless of the actual situation, I just be poured tea to make the right rules. We have known each other for a long time, but mainly through Isaku-senpai and Fushikizou is the main, never had a chance to chat, and I'm afraid to talk to him, this man have... the will to kill too terrible!  

"The day before I heard Fushikizou tell the story, the amount of tranquilizer is significantly reduced then!"

 Zatto-san sip tea to push the story.

"So what?"

 In fact I know the cause of the drug has disappeared but still ... tried to show is unknown!

"Nothing, just ask!"

 In response to the question mark, the ninja with age fifty laugh. This style ... it does not look like, the joke is lost naturally, the joke that the intonation is cold, no jargon. It's different from Zatto-san everyday.

"My face is so bizarre that the kids look at me so often?"

"Your face is clearly distressed!"

"So do not let yourself get hurt!"

"Do not worry about me, take care of yourself first and then calculate!" - I emphasize each word.

"Well, it's not like I have the status of counseling others."

 When he finished, he laughed, his face wrapped in medical tape, but the sadness still appeared in the leader's eye, Yes, Zatto-san has lost the most precious person in the life, and we us have lost the most respectable seniors.

"Zatto-san, have you ever forgotten someone?"

 Feeling a bit mistaken when ask that question, I intend to withdraw the words:

"When the water flows, the rock will be eroded, which is the rule that never changes, but apart from time, the most important thing is to rely on yourself, are you ready to forget? "

 The room sank in silence, where the scent of herbs spread, Fushikizou's voice echoed outside on a clearer, Zatto-san walked to the door, before go out, he suddenly asked me a vague statement :

"However, even if you forget everything, your feelings for them will not disappear, you take a moment to have sympathy, one hour to like, one day to love, but to spend the whole life to forget it?"

....

 The room was now empty, a chill wind came straight to the face, the yellow leaves flying in the wind slowly lowered, watching it, the yellow color is dying, that mercy filled the heart. My love for him is as gentle and pure as the head wind. Why the world have such a blind love? Just want to be on the side to share all the fun with you, but want to coldly wash the color of the past picture, leaving only a piece of black memories engulfed in oblivion.

 The words buried under the heart are now sent to the wind, hope you can hear my heart on high.

Quietly pondering the words Zatto-san said, really forget someone so hard?

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 At the end of autumn, light rain falls, each blow of wind blowing along the sky. Sunshine covered the space, merging the yellow leaves are filling the empty roads. The blue sky is enjoying a peaceful moment, the clouds drifting away, the river flowing long, carrying the leaves barely neglected.

 Autumn scene very beautiful and mysterious, making our soul feel serene to strange.

 Amidst the silent scene, the footsteps of the impassioned mournful sound, as he gazed at the fallen leaves. There are leaves that go in agonizing distress, as if they do not want to leave the branches; There are leaves that are "dying" staggered heavyly leaning on the ground. Again, the leaves are gone gently in a graceful posture, letting go of the wind. The other leaves are not dazed but slow, serene, peaceful fall on the green grass as a flower drunk in a peaceful sleep.

 Life is the same, like a fragile leaf. In the past it was green and lush, but now it quickly withered and died.

Do not know at that time, you in what state? Are you angry? Or simply close your eyes?

 Go through the golden leaf path, we will be overwhelmed by the splendor of the maple leaf forest. A forest drowned in red, creating a romantic and mysterious fall.

 The leaves look like the little hands of the child want to hold the footsteps of visitors. Put yourself in the leaves, let it drift slowly down the flow of life, looking back over what has passed, suddenly notice the time passed significantly. How many seasons have gone by? how many memories as leaves leave the twigs, never come back. Upon arriving, he stopped in front of a well-tended grave between the red sky, a quiet place where he had sleep forever. 

 He knows about death, even he had experienced death, also witnessed so many death, many of his comrades have lost their lives, but only provoke him temporarily, then quickly forget, because he knows this, because he is the leader of the Tasogaredoki ninja should not be allowed to expose emotions, but only the departure of the young man that has caused him to confide in a strong emotions, an emotion difficult to spell, fierce, mournful or something else. Why are you excited, what makes you care about that person, a innocent innocent ninja, unlucky? like to get to trouble, rushed in the battlefield just to saved a few life, But thanks to that I met him, be caring by him, I do not understand, there are a lot of people in the castle care about me, when I to hurt, they care for me, but why is he so different? Maybe it was because he brought something miraculous, at the time he healed my wound, a sincere warm smile that made everyone forget pain, his bright brown eyes like a transparent pond, no bad thoughts, causing my heart to vibrate. This child so beautiful and pure, in the midst of a crue war can keep the heart innocent innocence, he brought a newness, a new life force in my lives, then I felt the sympathy for the dead who could not see the beauty of life, I feel surprised about myself, the first time I was concerned about the dead, he did not want his teammates to sacrifice in vain, why is he so, because of this kid? I have to see you again. Then we meet again, but in another situation, on the battlefield, now and then we are enemies, what can we say to each other? I paid off my gratitude and my employer was very angry. Now reflect on why I serve the boss, the reason for this hand must had the blood of both the innocent and the enemy, is because of trust, because of tradition or because to prove themselves? After death I was like a dead man, my entire body was burned and unbearable pain, someone wanted to take my life, if I did not try, I would die again, I Show them, I had to struggle in the midst of life and death, my whole body burned and unbearable pain, someone wanted to take my life, if I did not try, I would die once Also, I show them Zatto Konamon is not just a name. During the following years I serve the master, any task must swear to complete, I must bet our lives to get today, I am the trusted leader, is others call me "Unbeatable Leader" - a very good name, right? At this point I find that life is meaningless, I just want to survive so I've gone through a lot of challenges, now it makes me feel boring, I miss that kid, want to tease it a little? I do not know when he and me have become close, he wants to become a true ninja in the future, that is to accomplish the task without killing, I see that suits him, do not want him stained with blood, I want you forever will keep that pure smile, but now I will not be able to see that smile again ...

 He turned to look at the maple leaf, it suggested something to him ...

"Why do you want to look at maple leaves, while there are many other sights?"

"Because it has a special meaning ..."

 After all, what did you say at that time mean?

"Keng" 

 A black shadow appears after the fallen leaves, Zatto-san quickly dodge and withdraw kunai, two bodies rushed together, mesh knife tearing along the air, only the leaves were shredded. Very fast, but not dangerous, seemingly both know the enemy. After a long pause, Zatto-san greeted:

"Long time no see, Kema Tomesaburo!"

 The man in the black did not say, picked up the nunchaku, the mask covered his face falling, his dark blue hair sweating, his cold eyes pointing to the opposite:

"It's been a long time since I met you!"