"Thus was this one's life..." He said, before remembering his bloody past. As he remembered, he shook it away, helping her out gently.
Vallyn saw the firework hit the barrier. "As expected..." He whispered, his scowl now a smile. "First destination... To kill him..." He whispered, actually taking pleasure in the words he spoke. This was no longer about survival, but to rule as a Tyrant over the Dark Kingdom.
He remained silent, almost as if he regretted everything he has done... He felt lonely... Cold. He continued to eat the noodles, asking for more elk and wine.
As the boat hit shore, Sessamaru was the first one out, preparing camp. As he finished, bringing along some elk, he held his hand out for Shiarra, so she could get out.
"You only knew me just recently... I allowed your people to die, how can you just forget that the man I let go murdered everyone you love?!" He shouted, his body trembling again. He felt cold... He never removed his cloak before... Now he was cold. "Just let me suffer for your loss... Leave me alone..."
Sessamaru yawned, preparing to allow the boat to stop as it first hits land, his eyes weary, his smile gone. "We'll rest..." He said before interrupted by a yawn.
Sessamaru ignored the question as he ate his noodles.
Tetsuya, again, shook his head. "Exile... Does that word not come to your head?" He asked, thinking she was obviously in denial. Tetsuya almost made it to the river.
Sessamaru tried catching his breath. "It's nothing, young one." He replied, scratching his long white mane.
Sessamaru smiled "A curse, perhaps?" He asked, his voice more grim than what his smile could say.
Tetsuya shook his head. "I am no longer shinobi... I am an exile... No more shall I interfere with shinobi affairs." He replied, his voice remorseful.
Sessamaru bursted out laughing, almost choking on the wine he was drinking. He fell out of his chair, holding his stomach, fearing for it could burst. He couldn't stop laughing.
"Until now... By me..." He retorted "They will eventually find you..." He added, emphasizing everything he said. Vallyn stood where he was, looking at the Dark Castle. "Eventually..."
Vallyn's cold, amber-coloured eyes (rare amongst the dark elves, imfamous for their cold red eyes) looked at the girl, his scowl, hidden under his cowl, deepened. "You shouldn't be here alone... Not with demons and the likes about..."
Sessamaru chuckled "Yes, off to the adventure." He rowed with renewed energy, towards the Demon Half.
Coldly, he turned. "I shall... I am... No longer Leader of the Black Sakura Clan..." his face was forlorn and lost as he spoke those words, his eyes full of pain. He turned back around, releasing the dai-katana. He began to cut through the brush and vines that were in his way.
Tetsuya, angrily, more at himself, got up, tearing off the shadow-woven cloak. He wore simple leather and cloth clothing. Leather gloves, a black and gold cotton long-sleev shirt (which has a huge tear where Vincent bit him), leather leggings, and leather boots. He had an emerald necklace around his neck, his long silver hair down to his waste. His amber-coloured eyes radiated with his pale, marble skin. Upon his left hip was a single dai-katana, while he had pouches criss-crossing around his leather leggings. "Life is certainly unfair..." He spoke after a long moment of silence. He walked away. "I am not fit to be a shinobi... I shall exile myself...And be forgotten..." With that, he walked into the forest, towards the river.
Tetsuya shook his head "Anyone could if they saw the gleam in his eyes... The very aura he emitted... I ignored it..." He replied, still taking the blame. He felt weaker and heavier. He didn't try and move. "I'm the Leader of the Black Sakura clan... How could I let this happen? To let those innocent people die?" He asked, more to himself than to anyone. Tetsuya, all he wanted was just peace and a strong alliance among themselves as ninja... He began to think more...
"It is my fault... You don't understand..." He said, shifting his eyes to the left under his cowl. His shoulders slumped. "I bargained with lives, not thinking of his next move... I made a vow never to cross him if he lost the duel. It made everything worse. Instead of saving two or three people, I endangered many more in the process..." His voice shaked with rage and sorrow.
Sessamaru softly shifted the boat back onto the water, rowing towards the Demon Half. "We shall await you there, then..."
