[ The motorcyclists began apologizing, some wide-eyed, others taking off on their bikes as fast as they could and out of sight. Naruto's blue eyes watched them, a frown on his face, and after a bit, they all took off, leaving the street quiet. ]
[ Naruto lowered the katana. He turned it, talking directly to the weapon. ]
Like I could behave any other way'ttebayo! [ And he grinned. ] And as for you...
Good job. [ He would always praise him, even with the little things, but it was obvious that pride was radiating from the older man. That was Ichiru... his shinki! And he flicked his wrist. ]
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[ Naruto lowered the katana. He turned it, talking directly to the weapon. ]
Like I could behave any other way'ttebayo! [ And he grinned. ] And as for you...
Good job. [ He would always praise him, even with the little things, but it was obvious that pride was radiating from the older man. That was Ichiru... his shinki! And he flicked his wrist. ]
Return to me, Ichiru!