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It had been weeks since he had left the house, and now that he was out, he was finding solace by the waters again. The river at the edge of the village to be exact. He stood quietly with his eyes closed, taking in the sounds of the flowing water, birds chirping, and the sound of leaves crumpling in the wind. Sometimes, he had pondered about leaving the village to explore the wonders of the world further- the seas and broad oceans to be exact. There was just something about the smell of salt that intrigued him, there was just something about the view of the vast blue waters inspiring him to do something with his life. But, that was not much of an option, especially if news went out that he went missing abruptly without a notice or given permission. Leaving Konoha is not a necessity in his life, running away is not a necessity either, but finding the peace within himself was merely enough to keep him from ditching his ninja ways and leaving. But, being a Shinobi had it's ways, and he had to keep his honourable form. Kuroo's black tie followed the light flow of the winds, and he smiled genuinely for a short amount of time.
Nature was nice. He liked the quiet, the peace. Life was made of moments, and he would cherish them, though they may seem a bit of waste considering he's done nothing much for the past three years. He's went out and had a couple of women around, but none of them were to his liking, nor did he ever have the intentions of doing anything with them. Granted his good lucks, he does dread it as certain points in his life. He never asked for the attention, but he got it anyways. If he got it, he might as well make it seem like he enjoyed it, rather than looking like a bored man. Kuroo sat down on the grass, leaning back on his elbows to keep his support up. It was times like these he'd wish he could have spent with his brothers. Rather than any actual moments with them, they had always been separated by missions, by their jobs, but he knew well enough being a ninja meant risking their life. Not much of a surprise there.
Still so young, vulnerable, strong, and self-reserved, he needed to find something purposeful with his life. Perhaps make a friend or two, perhaps rekindle the relationship with his old, perverted sensei. Anything was better than doing nothing. But he kept one thing in mind; I'd rather settle for nothing than settle for less. Needless to say, he always had the urge to survive, just to see how his life will play out in the long run.
