It was familiar.
So familiar, Hashirama couldn't bear to lose that familiar chakra. He was so close, but it was managing to dodge him no matter how fast he went. Almost as though it was toying with him. Despite being a man of patience, he couldn't stand someone intentionally playing around with him for very long. It grated endlessly on his nerves.
Taking in recognizable smell of the waterfall, alarming him of how close he was to the border, he knew there were only two options remaining: allow the enemy to simply escape, or figure out a way to take it down once and for all. Given his current condition -- his body didn't fair well from the b
"Heehee... they are so beautiful," the white haired shinobi muttered, pressing his face up against the wooden fence that ringed the female baths. "And they don't even know I'm here, brilliant! Sasuke really out did himself on this jutsu." He continued to watch the naked women come and go, his perverted grin widening with each woman he saw. "Oh... dear kami... is that... Sayuri!? Heheeheee... she's taking a bath and I get to watch. She'll be so pissed at me if she realized I'm spying on her while she baths," Tobirama muttered to himself, hating the fact that the little peephole was so small. Then again he could always just ask his wife to str