A Sandy Boring Day [NK]

Having only been in in Shimagakure for a short while, Mitako had yet to grow accustom to the climate. He sat on the beach watching the sky, sweat gathering on his forehead as he waited for someone he knew to arrive and alleviate him of his boredom. In the meantime though, he would try to ignore the beast in his head. "You've been sitting here for hours! Do something!" Shukaku's boisterous voice echoed through Mitako's head. The boy had learned that by ignoring his bijuu and lazing around, it would grow frustrated. He replied to the sky with an "Eeh... I don't want to." Now of course, Mitako did indeed want to do something, but he also wanted to annoy his tailed beast. 

After a couple of minutes, the one tail would shut his trap and leave Mitako in complete scilence. He began to reflect on his relationship with it, which was so far mostly negative. It had deprived him of sleep, and whittled away at his sanity. Every now and again Mitako would go on these little bijuu hate filled rampages, absolutely wrecking whatever room he was in. Lately though, he had been rather calm. Unless interupted, he would continue to watch the clouds.

[205 WC]

Having dozed off from the time he spent watching the clouds, the one tail took a chance at escape. Forcing his chakra out of the its cage, the beast broke one of the few remaining seals that kept him locked up inside the boy. Being jerked out of his much needed sleep, Mitako could feel the beast start to wrest control of , heat encompassing his body. Grabbing his head, Mitako would start rocking back and forth while making a series of accompanying cries for help. To any passers-by, they would see a young man in a hood on who was screaming for help. Not to mention, he was in possession of a sword (not the best combo). Not that anyone was around anyway! His irises turned golden, and his pupils began to expand with the formation of four black dots surrounding the main one. A red boiling shroud began to encompass the boy, but it was quickly dispelled as he fought back. The sand on the beach around him began to pulse like waves lapping against shore. Mitako desired not to die this day, and it appeared that in order to achieve that, he would have to learn how to control his tailed beast without the seals. Who knows? Maybe after he won this little spat the beast would start to see him as equal. While he was still semi in control, he used the power he had to bury himself in sand. To what end I am unsure of, as he was fighting a beast that shared his gift. He had gained both a splitting headache and a sore body from this ordeal, both distracted him from trying to push back against the enormous chakra the beast emitted. 

[289+205=494/4000 for the version 2 cloak.
Warning: Heaps of awful dialogue potentially incoming.]

With his head sticking out of the sand, Mitako went into a deep form of meditation. Any passers by would see a large amount of the sand darting around sporadically, and a boy's head with a red grainy chakra shroud encompassing it. Mitako had been unknowingly furthering the one tail, as the tailed beasts were known for manipulating the hatred and darkness within one. While Mitako may not have hated every last thing that existed, his affection wasn't handed out like food at a soup kitchen. 

After a few seconds of intense concentrating, he found his way to the same sandy room he was in when he first learned how to let the beast out. The room was different than last time, the bars on the cage were much more decayed, only two seals remained on the lock, and the beast's chakra pretty much ran free from its cage, whipping up sand storms and tornadoes for as far as one could see. Well.... you can't see very far in a sandstorm anyway, but if it were clear.... you know what I mean. There wasn't much he could do now. If waited around too long, the beast would break free, but at the same time, if he rid the cage of the last two seals, he wouldn't be any better off. He decided to start by calming down the storms that raged around him. Using the same powers as the Shukaku, he focused his chakra down into the sand forcing the tornadoes of sand to dissipate back into the dunes dotted the land scape. "I'm done, our deal is over." Shukaku boomed, throwing sand at the boy from within his cage. Mitako's brow furrowed in frustration and clenched his jaw. What he had thought was progress was nothing more than the beast waiting for the right moment. 

In fact, not only had he grown frustrated, he felt a bit hurt. Deep down, he knew that Shukaku was a bastard of a beast, but he couldn't help but have a plethora of feelings for It. He thought about what it would be like if he was stuck in someone for days on end. (Kinky) The loneliness was what stuck out to him the most. Only able to see the real world through one person's eyes, until they died, and then getting stuck in the next person. What happened if you didn't share the same views? It's not like you could just ask for a redo. 

Taking only a split second to think about all of this, he destroyed all but the last seal, almost as if something wouldn't let him, something like an omnipotent rp site that needed you to go to the bijuu training island before fully releasing your beast. Anyway, in about eight thousand or so words, they would be the best of friends. 


[473+494=967/4000
ignore the cheese, I'm so tired right now]

I'm not dead. A lot of stuff came up and all that.

MY TRIUMPHANT RETURN! 
I'mma count this thread done, if the wordcount isn't accepted I'll just pretend this thread never happened and move on to new and more exciting threads.

Mitako, having supressed Shukaku again, would head to home for now. Still bored and lonely due to be one of the only people he knew from Tenga to arrive. 

[Claiming 4 stats, and wordcount toward the V2 tail cloak, exit.]