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Er yeah this is an rp about Naruto Uzumaki(Version de Jareth) and Rekka Sakuretsu.

Rekka Sakuretsu was walking ildly down the streets of the village, looking ahead with a little less than bored expression. Her arms were crossed, hands tucked into long sleves as if to fight off a nonexistant chill. The girl sighed softly, biting her lower lip before looking up slightly. Where had she managed to wander off to now? Damnit, girl, you're always getting yourself lost... She scolded mentally, shaking her head with a slight 'tsking' sound at herself before stopping. She put her hands on her hips, looking around as if to figure out where she was. "Hm..."

Rekka looked up sharply, frowning. "No, I'm taking the scenic route." She said sarcastically, not bothering to act nice. She wasn't stupid, she knew what people said... but the sooner she graduated the faster she could get away from all them. She sighed, fiddling with the end of her long, blonde braid before looking up. "You trying to think again?" She asked, tilting her head. "I already told you, Naruto, it's not going to work until you get a brain."

Rekka frowned, standing still. She hated it here. She always had and probably always would. "You're right." She said, shrugging. "He doesn't like me." She added, not bothering to defend herself. Why should she? She hadn't done anything to deserve the title of 'whore' and obviously nothing she did would change their minds... She shook her head, as if that would make her problems go away. If anyone was a whore, it was that Sakura girl who had been after Sasuke so often... Obsession, much? Of course, Rekka ddin't know the girl on a personal level- but she had heard stories.

The girl sighed, twirling her braid while looking around as Naruto walked away. Now how the hell am I getting back? She asked herself, turning the opposite way and walking slowly in the wrong direction... of course, she didn't know that, but it was the wrong direction nonetheless.

And Rekka was just defending herself the only way she knew how, with venomous words that usually come out harsher than she intended.

After walking for about five minutes she sighed and sat down on a crate with her back against the wall, tucking her legs into her chest and wrapping her arms around them. She rested her chin on her right knee, closing her eyes for a minute before opening them again. They stung, she noticed, apparenlty she had been fighting the urge to cry without even noticing... Rekka was hardly surprised, though, she didn't let anyone see her cry.

The girl chewed her lower lip, curling into herself with her forehead now on her knee rather than her chin, blinking once which let the tears that were brimming her eyes drip down onto her clothes rather than slide down her cheeks and tickle her there. Well... this sucked.

Rekka cringed noticeably, cursing under her breath. "I'm not crying." She said after a long pause, trying to clear her voice so that it wasn't too obvious without her showing her face. "Anyways... what are you even doing here? Don't you have better things to do than to talk to a whore?" She mumbled, staying as she was. No way she was going to lift her face out of her little ball, no, she wasn't going to give him any satisfaction from her tear streaked face. ...you started it...