Team Kuro: Flight to the Land of Sound!

[Rejakor]

Shimura Shin

Shin lowers Sayuri until her feet hover over the water, and once he is assured she can balance on it, lets go entirely, although a touch too slowly. Letting his arms fall slowly to his sides, he spares a single glance for the slope behind him and the oto-nin it contains before looking back at Sayuri. "Sayuri-san." His eyes look into her own, oddly calm and peaceful. He smiles. "That was fun." It appears that he honestly found falling from a cliff into deep icy water fun. He takes a tiny step back, taking a moment to flick a couple of strands of wet hair away from his eyes. It almost seems like he's... waiting for something.

[Faithdreamer]

Sayuri

At the cliff side, back still chilling whatever warmth the Shimura child wanted, she sorted through her belongings. What was left inside? Could she still wear her precious coat?

Anxious tears and water were the only things left on her face – droplets of water.

[Rejakor]

Shimura Shin

Shin sighs, and shakes his head, little droplets of icy water raining down to patter on the swiftly flowing river. "Sayuri... are you really going to... go... to the Sound?"

[Faithdreamer]

Sayuri

She was soaked to the bone. Slowly, so very slowly, she fought herself until she was turned around. She’d dropped her things on the ground. She put one shaking finger to her lips and gave him a very mean glare. She said it with a stutter-rasp, “Shimura rat. Think of others next time.” She hadn’t knocked him into the freezing water and ruined him. She slid her feet millimetre by millimetre until she was clone enough. Inexplicable as ever she wrapped her arms around him. He was the warmest thing nearby. But the Shimura child was a dummy – she knew he wouldn’t see it like that.

She could bet her clothes on him knowing a child hugging her senior (and smarter) Shinobi.