sissys time to reflect

sissy looked at him as she felt his hand on hers, her hand relaxed "I think i grew up that day" she said softer , I understood about life and death come hand in hand"

*He removed his hand and finished off his drink.*
"When I grew up was my first assassination mission. Really messy job."

sissy listened to him "ow how?" she asked

"We had to eliminate an entire clan."

" i guess they were a threat to your village" she said "i suppose it had to be done"

Thats the life of a shinobi for you."

sissy nodded "not a pretty one" she said "have you ever thought about not doing it?" she looked at his face as she spoke. "you know settling down"

"I have but there are parts of me that cant live without it."
*He said as he leaned forward and clasped his hands together.*

"i see" she said " that's the part that drives you "

"Yeah sorta."

sissy looked at him and took a deep breath " so all you have known is hate, fear and death you've never felt kindness "she paused "or love for some one else"

*He paused and looked down at the table then back at her.*
"Yeah.."

sissy couldn't speak she had never met a man like this before. Some one who had only known hate and fear she had at lest had her mother and sister who had given her love but after her father died she felt her heart grow cold , she swore nobody would enter it , she would not have it broken again.
"I am sorry for you" she said this time her hand reached out to cover his.

*As her hand covered his he clinched his hands tighter.*
"There is nothing to be sorry about."

sissy felt his hands tighten under hers and sighed at his words slowly she moved her hand away from his and sat back "I guess we keep looking " she said "for what ever it is that will stop the drive in us"

My death will end mine

"Hmm I suppose we do keep looking whether it be a person or object."

sissy looked up at him "from what you have told me of yourself you are the man i know who would think death is the answer, am i right" she said

"Yes.."
*He looked down at the table once again.*

sissy looked at him "death is not the answer, I have seen its face in the eyes of my father as he knelt in front of me, i heard his screams as they ..." she stopped as her hands went to her ears

"There is but only one answer for one who carries the burden of demons."

sissy looked at him "A burden is not a burden if shared" she said "my mother said that once"she swigged down the last of her wine forcing the images of her fathers death back into the back of her mind

"It is impossible for me to share this burden.."

sissy sighed "then we are both just lost causes" she said "me because my heart is closed and you because you have known no kindness or love and choose it to be that way" she sighed

"If we could go to someplace more private I could explain."

sissy opened her hand to show him the key she had been given "is this privet enough" she said as she slid the key to him.