The day of Darkness; Saruno's past -[Private]-

"sure, its not like its a secret." miyuki said, taking off her akatsuki coat. glad it was a chilly night.

Saruno smiled lightly, letting her lead the way, "Should be a nice garden, if it's as beautiful as you are..." he said within a small dark of a voice.

miyuki rolled her eyes. " you people and your word 'beuty' what ever that is...." miyuki stuffed the coat in a box under the tree roots of a sicamore. she walked past a creek and through a small feild.

Saruno sighed lightly, following Miyuki over a creek and through a small field, greenish. "Well i only speak of the truth, if you don't believe me, oh well.." he said within a dark kind of tone, letting her still lead the way.

miyuki walked on. she didnt want to tell him that she literally didnt know what that word meant. " all i see in people is how interesting their system works, some have time clots, some have cancer and some even has impurities. i sometimes see more than one heart or more than one stomach. thats all i see in people."

Saruno let down a small sigh, "Well i'm not exactly human, am i?" he said within his dark kind of voice. The back of his shirt just unzipped a small bit, showing a few feathers, and after a few moments, his entire set of two angelic wings. "I'm not a human like most ninja, nor do i possess a meager chakra as them..."

miyuki nodded. " thats why i let you follow me. we are oposites." miyuki retracted her 6 ft claws.and skin began to form around them. like bat wings.

"I can see so..." he said, seeing the skin form on Miyuki's claws, a small shiver running down his spine, a cool breeze sweeping past them.

miyuki tracted her claws back in. the skin too. " i can retract my foot claws, grow a tail and so forth. anway, we're almost there." miyuki turned and walked down a narrow path.

Saruno sighed with a bit of relief, "Finally..." he said within a dark motion of his voice, "And that's kind sweet...changing your form is pretty awesome..."

miyuki shrugged. " its conveniant. but watching things grow and mature are much better than seeing them completely different with no sighn of the person underneath. or the thing." miyuki pulled a branch away from a moonlit clearing. there was several black, blue and white roses, along with several other plants. moths hoverd over the plants.

Saruno looked out at the magnificent garden before him, just amazed. "I guess i was right, it's a beautiful garden, just as i said about you" he laughed a bit, letting up a small smile on his expression. He was simply joyous about seeing such a well-cared for garden, especially with a many-variety of colored roses.

miyuki shrugged. " all i know is that they are healthy. beuty is somthing i cannot see." miyuki walked forward and put on some gloves and began pruning one black rose.

Saruno let down a small smile, "I can see so, because it's kinda hard to please a girl like you, isn't it?" he asked her, seeing her tend to a small black rose, growing a bit from the ground.

" the person who pleased me and taught me how beutiful life was, died. so i guess it is. if you call it that." miyuki finished tending to the rose and began to zero in on the moths that were eating them. she turned her hand black and threw a fireball at the moths. killing them instantly.

"I see then, then we have something in common..." Saruno began, seeing the fireball be thrown at the moths, burning them to nothing but dust. A wave of memories flew past his eyes, about the fire that burned his clan to the ground, leaving only small traces of it. He turned away from the fire as it went off, trying to block those memories out, "The people i loved, who cared for me until i could see the world clearly, and my greatest of love died, in-" he stopped, trying not to reveal too much of his past.

miyukis own memories flew into her mind. when she was about..... " how long ago was this?" she asked. with a hint of curiosity. she stared at her black claws as her hand turned back to white, her claws remaining dark.

Saruno held onto a small locket on the end of his neck, held by two silver-chained necklace strings, "Ten years..." he said, sliding his gaze to the ground, in a bit of despair.

miyuki did the math. that was when she was ravaging towns in a state of anger, she was in the dark willow state for seven years. from age 36 to age 43. she was fifty now. " what did the killer look like?" miyuki asked.

"It wasn't just one killer, it was an entire clan, killing almost everyone i loved and cherished..." he said, a small tear rolling down his cheek. He was a good member of the Kazura, being of angelic blood, and mostly everything else, but he couldn't figure out what clan did it. not at all.

miyuki stood up. she was 4'2. " did they have white or red hair?" miyuki asked. "and was it during the eclipse?"

Saruno nodded lightly, "The moon was black, and they had pure white hair, as i did all those years ago."

miyuki scratched her own white hair. " it was during the day of the red death." miyuki said, speaking of the carniverouse feedings they had before their hair turned red and started halfdying. becoming mortal for 12 hours.

Saruno let down a small sigh, "Then it was true, Navashiro was right..." he said within his dark kind of voice, looking to the side of his being, and to a silver rose. It was an unnatural color, but it was something in his eye, reminding him of a few things in between his memories. He looked away from it as he set his gaze forwards, and away from sight.

miyuki didnt say anything. " you were...eleven then, right? did you remember what looked like a five year old girl with them? red straight hair? white night gown?" miyuki asked. she rememberd him, but she didnt know if he rememberd her.