Kush on a Rocky Hill

Kush sits on a ledge of a large hill. He sits quietly, tears rolling down his face with no emotion. It was amazing, he felt nothing. These tears are flowing but his heartache is not there. His body felt the heavyness of loss and sorrow, but his mind was blank. It was a fantastic feeling, like being on Cocaine and a muscle relaxer. He looks around with his star like pupils, every movement by the forest below is captured by his all seeing eye. He had done it. He had killed his friend. He had mangekyou.

Kush stands up, his star like mangekyou scanning the forest tops. He wondered what he should do, his match was soon and he didnt know who his opponent would be. Tamekaze of the Sand was a no show. "What a shame..." He looks at the flock of birds that just flew out of lush green leafs. He wonders. Its not a gusty day, but there is enough wind to cause his hair to sway back and forth. It sooths him to be alone, he was alone for a good chunk of his life.

He decided that he thinks to much, and he needs to be himself more often. His Mangekyou deactivate, and he smiles. His lost friend Kamoku is dead by his hands, but for a good cause. Maybe he would go rouge again. Seek out Akatsuki and see what their about. Kush never liked staying in one place for to long, and he knew Akatsuki did alot of travelling. Killing wasnt an issue, and crime is a breeze. But why did he feel like this? It wasnt like him to question his next move because he always knew what it was.

Kush, i am sorry, but your so called "killing" of Kamoku does not count, for one, he is not really dead, and two, so far as i know, you and Kamoku were not best friends, therefor, you do not have your mangekyuo yet