Kinaga sat on a park bench with his hands behind his head quietly. Things'd been so different over the past years. He'd heard that the magma had one of it's own military officials betray them. He'd heard that Deidara'd left the Akatsuki. He'd heard that Ginger had revealed her true identity as Jaymaru and gone off somewhere with Itachi. As for Kinaga, he'd been keeping more and more to himself. He'd been becoming more distant. His mind wandered more. It never used to be like this. Kinaga missed the old days, before he died. Things'd been so simple then. Not anything like now. Kinaga sighed.

It was early in the afternoon and seemed that no one was at the park besides Kinaga. Everyone was normally in their homes, straying away from other distrusting eyes nowadays.