Fuu looked from Kyo to Kuroda and back, watching the exchange with little apparant interest.<br/><br/>Her strangely cold eyes were brimming with emotion, tears had tracked lines onto her cheeks and down across her half-mask.<br/><br/>She looked at Kyo, who was offering to build a pyre for Niikon.<br/><br/>"How...how can you be...aren't you all horrified that the people who teach us and protect us can let this happen!?"<br/><br/>Her eyes flicked back over to Kuroda.<br/><br/>"You're right. Never trust anyone. Look out only for yourself." Fuu's eyes brimmed with tears again as she looked down at her dead little brother. "We learned that the hard way, didn't we little Niikon? Now all our hard work has been torn to shreds by our own village."<br/><br/>Looking at the assembled genin, and Seiyuri as she went and tended the wounded, Fuu raised her voice, trembling with rage.<br/><br/>"You can all let this happen and go back to Konoha like nothing ever happened, but I won't. I refuse. You hear me?!"<br/><br/>Fuu shreiked at the trees, as if the Hokage himself was watching.<br/><br/>"You cruel bastards. I will never forget this...and I will never forgive Konoha."<br/><br/>Fuu looked at the genin again.<br/><br/>"Think on this. If you have any thoughts of your own, any discomfort with a village that would kill their own ninja...if you ever get disenchanted with this blasted place...come find me."<br/><br/>Without another word, the masked girl slung Niikon's corpe over her shoulder and broke into a sprint through the trees, away from the clearing.