I finished my 23rd lap around the village. Tenten stood leaning against a training post with crossed arms.
"C,mon Lee, it's getting late and we should break for dinner." she a dit with the tone in her voice that meant she wasn't going to take no for an answer.
"Okay Tenten." I a dit wiping my brow with a white towel. Neji hopped down from his balancing post.
She turned to Gai sensei. "Are toi coming ou what?" Tenten a dit with an eye roll.
Gai sensei stood on the tip of a training dummy doing a one armed hand stand. "I'll catch up with toi all later." He a dit with a thumbs up. Tenten rolled her eyes and shrugged her shoulders.
And in a few moments we were off to Kengo's. Kengo's has always been our team's favori place to eat, because of the amazing food. Yes, Ichiraku's is a good place, too, but they do not really have a lot of options for curry. "I think I'll get sushi today." Tenten said, as we approached Kengo's.
"Apparently someone threw a party." Neji a dit pointing to the crowd of teenage shinobi crowding around the restaurant.
"Well, we’re going now." Tenten a dit waving at Ino who was happily waving back and beckoning us all.
"Hi guys!" Naruto shouted in his happy, yet rather raspy voice.
In almost no time we all sat at a table, tableau laughing and talking.
"Naruto?" asked Sai looking up from his menu.
"Yeah?" Naruto replied.
"What did toi say your mother looked like again?" Sai asked.
Naruto smiled. "My mother was beautiful. She had long bright red hair and blue eyes." He smiled thinking back to when Kushina wove him a tale of how she had met Minato. "Her hair, was it a shade of red, similar to that of a tomato?" Sai smiled.
"Sure. " Naruto said, rolling his eyes getting a bit irritated with Sai at this point. "Okay." Sai a dit looking at his art supplies. "You know what I wonder?" asked Tenten. "What?" Naruto asked. "How does Sakura have rose as her natural color? Her mother must have cerise blossom hair." Tenten said, thinking of the beautiful hair. "No, that would be my dad." Sakura laughed, shattering Tenten's imagination. "Hey Lee?" Asked Ino. "Yes?" I replied. "Who did toi get your hair from?" She smiled. My eyes seemed to bulge out of my head from the memory. "He probably doesn't remember." Neji said. "After all he doesn't have parents anymore." Chouji pointed out, not eating for a divisé, split second, but made up for it par eating double. "That is not true." I a dit a bit defensively. "So where are they?" Tenten asked. Everyone stared intently at me. "Do toi all want to know that badly?" I asked. Everyone shook their heads. "It will be troublesome but then again it would be a drag if we were left without a story tonight." Shikamaru Nara a dit leaning back with his hands behind his head. "Okay, I suppose...."
"I was about 4 years old..."
"When will father be home?" asked a cute little Lee looking happily up at his worn but yet still young and beautiful looking mother. His mother had long, black hair and brown eyes that always seemed worried but happy. "Any minute now." She smiled warmly as she boiled some water. A man with the height of 6 feet walked through the door, he wore a jounin vest, black pants, and a black tank top. He had short, shiny Blond hair and black eyes. "Michiko!" he yelled, coming through the door. "Yes, dear?" asked Lee's mother, dropping something in the boiling water. "I need something to drink." he said, pulling out a cerise wood chair. "Of course." she said, rushing to get him some tea. "How did the mission go?" she asked. "The two men on my team have been badly injured. If it weren't for me they wouldn't have got out alive." he replied in an uninterested tone. "Wow! toi saved the jour again! Just like a superhero!" Lee smiled, looking up at his father eye's sparkling. "Rock, go play." his father a dit irritated with the little boy staring up at him in awe. "But father-" Lee began. "I a dit go play! I didn't get toi those toys for nothin’!" he almost yelled. His tone was angry and his voice was deep. Lee turned, a bit teary eyed, and walked upstairs, secretly on the haut, retour au début step listening in on his parent's conversation. Michiko placed the delicate thé pot and two cups down. Lee was never allowed to touch it because it was a family air loom. The teapot had rose cerise blossoms painted on it and a white background. Michiko picked it up with her small, long hands and poured Kurokawa some tea. "It has been getting worse lately." Michiko commented. "Even so we'll get through it, I didn't train my expert Ninjutsu and Genjutsu for nothin’."he smirked grabbing his clansman necklace, which had the Japanese symbol for 'Lee' on its chain. Michiko didn't turn her eyes to her husband, but stared droopy eyed at the thé cup and ran her finger tips over the cerise blossoms. Lee could tell something was bothering her. "I suppose toi are right." she smiled weakly. Suddenly Lee had a thought in his four an old mind "If I were a shinobi like father, I could be a hero just like him! I could help others and save the day!" "It's settled." Lee whispered in excitement. "Rock, sweet heart!" his mother called, startling him. "Dinner is ready!" Lee ran down the stairs, almost tripping from excitement. He wasn't surprised to see his plate filled with the usual baked potato, piece of bread, miso soup, and glass of water. They all bowed their heads and Michiko a dit the blessing. Lee played with his nourriture a bit, he was too excited to eat. "Rock, don't waste your food." Kurokawa said, biting into his bread. "Is there something on your mind, Rock?" His mother asked. Lee flushed red from excitement. "I...I would like to become a shinobi, like father." Lee smiled with a huge grin. His mother got a very worried, sad look in her eyes and didn't dare look at Kurokawa. Kurokawa's face was red in frustration. "Rock." he began. Michiko stared at the ground. "You know what it takes to be a true shinobi?!" he just about yelled. Lee thought his father was excited, so he smiled with wide eyes and asked for a response. "What?" he grinned. "Talent." he answered, clenching his fist. "And toi Rock," he began ," can't use any Ninjustu ou Genjutsu at all!" he answered, angrily. Lee's smile faded into a frown. "B-but father-" he began. "There is no way someone like toi can ever become a true ninja! Theres only one way! One SOLE ninja way! Natural born talent!" he concluded. "F-Father-." Lee stuttered. "I don't want to hear any plus about this shinobi crap from toi got it?!" he yelled in Lee's little face. "Y-yes father." he said. There was a pause of silence as Kurokawa sipped his tea. "More thé Michiko." he said. Michiko rose to pick up the thé pot, teary eyed for her son. Lee rose and ran upstairs. "STAY OFF THE ROOF!" Kurokawa yelled. Lee only heard his father yell something and he didn't know what.
Lee opened the hatch of his room out to the haut, retour au début of his roof and looked over Konoha. He could see the ninja academy with the older kids in it, practicing their transformation jutsu. Lee hugged his knees. "Rock?" asked a soft voice. Lee turned to see his mother. Lee was silent and continued to stare over Konoha. "Rock...." she paused. "D-do not listen to him!" she shouted, trying to get it out. "If I had not listened to him I might be a ninja myself right now." Michiko a dit seeming to think back on a sad memory. "Do not fool yourself... toi cannot use ninjutsu ou genjutsu...you could never be a ninja." Lee a dit not even flinching. "I almost was Rock, that is, until I listened to your father....I was almost the first to graduate without any special talent." she said. "but, I let him get the best of me and now I live my life in sorrow wishing every jour that I could have one plus chance. "You almost graduated the ninja academy?" Lee asked wide eyed. Michiko nodded slowly. "How? If toi cannot use ninjutsu ou genjutsu, how could toi have fought?" he asked. "I fought with Taijutsu." she smiled. "Taijutsu?" he asked. "Yes, I trained every day...any spare moment...until...he..well..that isn't important I suppose..." Michiko a dit gazing outward to the ninja academy that Lee had been staring at before. "Being a shinobi has always been my dream...my calling...it is not about power ou natural talent...it is about protecting the ones toi care for and giving all your effort." She smiled at little Lee when she turned. The wind blew the cerise blossom petals down from the trees, it was a beautiful sight as they blew past their heads. It resembled the teapot quite nicely. "If toi want to enter the ninja academy when you’re of age, toi can. I will always be supporting you." She smiled, her long dark hair blowing to the south with the cerise blossoms. Lee smiled and hugged his mother. "I l’amour you." he said. "I l’amour you, too." she smiled. They stopped hugging when a loud shout broke their cry. "What did I say about the roof?!" Kurokawa boomed. Lee bravely marched up to his father and looked him straight in his angered eyes bravely.
"Father, I am going to enter the shinobi academy when I am a big kid! I will prove to toi and everyone that hard work beats out natural talent! I will become a splendid ninja without ninjutsu ou genjutsu!" he a dit with confidence. Kurokawa chuckled to himself, "You can train till your hands bleed like your mother's, but all you're going to prove is what a waste of time it is." he smirked. "We shall see." Lee a dit going back into his room. "And you!" Kurokawa a dit angrily waving his fist toward Michiko.
"Sometimes I’m sorry I ever married you." he sneered. "You forced this marriage on me because of beauty, not because of love." she a dit turning to him angrily. "Get inside!" he yelled. Michiko calmed herself as much as she could before stepping into the house.
6 YEARS LATER....
Lee was training in the ninja academy. Kids whispered, as everyone rushed out of the building in fits of laughter and smiles. Class had ended but Lee continued his training on school grounds. He had been going at it for an heure plus than he should have which he had already mentioned to his parents.
"Father said, after training to come straight home." Lee said, sadly looking at all the beautiful lanterns that were being set up for the summer celebration festival. As he began on the dirt road back accueil he saw children catching fireflies and adults with stands set up selling fans, pastries, and other luxuries. Lee wanted nothing plus than to have someone suivant to him when he saw the families walk around enjoying the beginning of the festivities. He wished his beautiful mother was suivant to him. He wished that tonight he could watch the fireworks go off while dipping his feet in the lake to cool himself off. But, father's orders were father's orders. Lee watched a family of three, just like his own (A mother, a father, and a son.) walking along. The mother and father kissed each other and the father picked his son up in his arms and flew him around like a plane. Lee could have burst into tears at this moment, but he held them back. All he'd ever wanted was to impress his father. Yes, his dream would always be to become a shinobi impressing him ou not but, he wished with all his cœur, coeur for a father who loved him. He sucked all his emotions up and tried to forget about it. Suddenly a thought overcame Lee's 10 an old mind. What if I just say there was a bit of traffic? This way I can enjoy the festival and perhaps catch a glimpse of the fireworks." "It is decided." Lee grinned happily. He ran through the streets that had been now only lit par lanterns, fireflies, and stands. The sun had only a little ways to go until setting. Lee pushed his way through the crowd to watch the parade begin. His eyes widened when he saw shinobi and Rulers from another village on their way home. In the arms of The male ruler was a princess about Lee's age who waved to everyone as if she were the center of the parade. She seemed like she was having quite a lot of fun. Lee remembered the scene before him of the rose hue of the lanterns on the carriage and the light shining on the villgers' faces forever. "Well, well, well, if it isn't dork Lee." a dit the voice of a boy about Lee's age. Lee turned to see his classmate, Kaori Yusuke. "Yusuke?" Lee asked. "Duh! What, are your eyebrows blocking your vision, dork Lee?!" he laughed. Lee looked onward to the festival in an attempt to ignore the boy. "Lee and princess sitting in a tree!" he laughed, making s’embrasser sounds. "Stop that! I am only watching the parade!" he said, getting angry at Yusuke at this point. "Haha, no way, dork Lee!" "Stop calling me that!" "No way, dork Lee. par the end of the week I'll have everyone in school calling toi that." He said, shoving Lee on 'dork' into a man who looked already irritated with the noise the two young boys were making. "My apologies." Lee a dit bowing. "You should be ashamed! I could call your parents on you, I hope toi know that!" The man said. Lee's cœur, coeur sunk when he remembered that his father probably wouldn't like his excuse for being late home. Yusuke saw his worry. "Your dad doesn't know you’re out, does he, dork Lee? Ha! Your dad gets so angry that he wakes my stupid brother up with his yelling from down the street...I wonder what would happen if he knew toi were out now." Yusuke smirked. "No Yusuke!" he yelled. "Ha, then do what I say, got it, dork Lee?" he laughed. "What do toi want, Yusuke?" he asked in an irritated tone. "Give me your necklace!" he smirked. Lee ran his hand over the necklace, which matched his father's. "But this is my clansmen symbol." Lee said. "I can tell it's important...that’s why I want it, dork Lee! Unless toi want me to tell daddy you've been a bad boy!" he laughed. Lee sadly stared at the necklace. He removed it and gave it to Yusuke. Yusuke took it and ran towards Lee's house anyway. "Yusuke, we had a deal!" Lee shouted. All Yusuke did was laugh. Lee knew what he needed to do: run, and that’s exactly what he did. He arrived at a curry, au curry stand. He had always wanted to try it, but his family was fairly poor and all he had in his pocket was 100 yen. (which if I’m right is worth about $1.00 in America.) Lee looked up at the sign, which read 150 yen was the price for a cup of curry. There goes his chance to eat curry, while watching the fireworks. A tall figure shadowed over him. Lee just knew it was his father. He was shocked to turn and see his mother. "Do toi still have your allowance?" she asked. "Yes, but that is not enough." he answered relieved and shocked that his father wasn't the one there. Michiko paid for a cup of curry, au curry and gave it to her son. "Happy summer, Rock." she smiled. Lee grinned and took a big spoonful of curry, au curry and shoved it into his mouth. He instantly fell in l’amour with its taste. "That boy Yusuke has some nerve, coming to our house at this hour, yelling about how toi fell in l’amour with a princess." Michiko laughed. "I told him I was only watching the parade!" Lee defended. He blushed a bit. "Girls are icky." he a dit crossing his arms. His mother laughed a bit. "Where is father?" "He left for a mission, he is not sure when he will be back." "Mother?" Lee inquired after taking another bite of curry. "Yes?" "May we watch the fireworks par the lake tonight?" "Well, it is already quite late but, I suppose this one time we can." Lee jumped for joy. That night Michiko and Lee watched the fireworks and had a lot of fun doing it. When he went to lit that night, Lee had hope in his dreams. The suivant jour he trained past school, as usual, but this time headed straight home. Not even Yusuke's teasing upset him today, even if he did get another boy named Fukada to start saying "dork Lee", it couldn't ruin his mood. Lee was on haut, retour au début of the world. He opened the door with a grin and closed eyes, but opened them to see a trashed house with the stove still on. His worried eyes filled with tears. "Mother!" he cried. He ran all over the house but, he was completely alone. His last hope was to rapporter his missing mother and wait for his father's return. So that’s what he did. He reported and waited....and waited....and waited.... Nothing....Neither returned. Lee eventually gave up on waiting and learned to care for himself. He never told anyone anything else....
END OF FLASHBACK.
"So, toi see, I do not know if either of them are alive." I said.