Hyuuga Compound

[Naomi]

Although he was not an old man, Hiroshi was both Bit and Naomi's senior. At least in his late twenties, he had a gaze as cold as ice, and confidence befit a king. As the former met his eyes, he returned the favor of respect in a strict nod and thereafter gestured both of them to come further into the mess. Strangely, he was the only one present within this part of the mansion and those that had watched them so closely from before had all but vanished from existence. In their place, an unnatural silence fell until Naomi stepped forward and beyond Bit. Knowing that he would follow, she in turn walked behind Hiroshi as he led them past the entrance hall and into a corner room.

“You never cease to draw attention, “ he said, unturned. “I take it he is the root behind the whispers around the compound.” This wasn't a question, rather a statement of fact as he leaned up against a wall. Across from were two empty chairs, however he made effort in offering. In truth, he did not expect either one would take him up on that offer anyways. With a hand, he drew a smoke from a pouch at his side, and in the other he flicked a lighter to life. It sparked; once, twice and thrice again until a flame came forth and lit the dud end of his cigarette. He puffed; he sighed as he drew in a deep amount of smoke and exhaled it. The grayish lines that came from his mouth drifted from a slight draft and stuck in his all black hair, that was neatly tied into a pony-tail at the back. Removing the smoke, he held it calmly between to fingers.

“I suppose you think you're clever,” he continued, now all but ignoring Bit's presence and instead focusing his gaze upon Naomi. “Using this shinobi to get around your punishment.” For a moment he hesitated, now he did look at Bit as if he was studying his reaction to what had occurred. “Judging by your expression, she didn't tell you,” he said. “ Naomi, is restricted from partaking missions, unless her presence is requested by another leaf nin. She used you; unless I am wrong, is that not why you brought him here?” He shifted his gaze. “Naomi?”

The younger Hyuuga downcast her gaze, and said nothing in reply. She seemed to be far away, as if she was not even present among the two. This game, what's he playing at... A test perhaps; a test befit a comrade. Frankly, she was surprised that he would go so far, however she also understood why he had to be sure. As a divided clan, their secrets were passed down from one generation to the next. Yet, enemies in the past had been able to retrieve the Byakugan, and use it for their own intentions; and although she could not agree with his methods, she knew that this had to be done. When pressed, a true shinobi would never abandon their comrades. This way, secrets remained safe, and death amongst teams became scarce. “Yes...” she replied. It was a lie.

Did you think I just brought you here for comfort... She had said that; that was the truth. Will he understand... she wondered. If anything, Hiroshi was a fair man, however his methods had always been questioned by the higher-ups. Like she, he wanted an end to hatred, and an end to the separation of their clan. However, because of that, he often worked in strange ways.

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,420,true] Man On The Moon Once they enter the room that the so called head hyuuga resided in Bit Let Naomi take a few steps closer to the man and stood a bout 2 meters behind her. Examining the man up and down he didn't look like much of anything as he pulled a smoke from his pack and began to smoke. "That cant be to health." Bit thought to him self as he watched the man smoke the cigar. he started to speak in an condescending to to Naomi like she had done something wrong. Bit's dropped his hand's into a his pocket's then clinched his fist. He tried to tune out anything he was saying after that point because he didn't want to react in an foul mannered way. Until he noticed that the man eyes had set on him. He gave the man full attention so to speak clearing his mind of any thoughts. “ Naomi, is restricted from partaking missions, unless her presence is requested by another leaf nin. She used you; unless I am wrong, is that not why you brought him here?” He shifted his gaze. “Naomi?” the man said. Bit's face did not change at all he looked at him as if he was an child talking gibberish. Bit was confused about what ever he was talking bout. "Yes...Did you think I just brought you here for comfort..." she asked Bit with what seemed like an hoping tone. Bit knew what he had to do before the other man even started speaking. "No I knew she brought me hear to ask for permission to take her out side of the village and on missions. "he said with an serious look on his face. "And just if you wonder I am an well trained Shinobi and she wont be in any type of danger when she's with me. made by renni

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[Naomi]

What had been said, Hiroshi seemed to ponder, as he puffed yet again. A circular ring of smoke had time to rise to the ceiling and disperse across the room before he replied. “Naomi, leave us.” He instructed. If the measure of respect was obedience, he had earned it already from her. For she only nodded and slid by Bit in silence. In the next few moments, there was nothing but the awkward silence in which her departure left the room in. Yet, that wasn't entirely true; her footfalls could be heard for several seconds and until they were heard no more, Hiroshi remained silent as well, simply puffing at his cigarette. During this time he watched Bit, hoping he would try for the door; at least that would make his decision easier. However, he knew lads like this, and none before him had ever been foolish enough to walk out while be consoled.

“Your strength is not a matter of question young one,” he began to explain, now that they were alone “After all, even traitors can possess great strength. That is why they are hunted as nuke-nin, to keep such secrets hidden and power contained.” The Hyuuga spoke as if from experience. Whereas he may have seemed harsh before, now a more empathetic tone had taken hold. Not only was he trying to explain his own position, but at the same time he was trying to relate to Bit. “Tell me, has Naomi spoke ill of her kin?” The question hung in the air as a corpse would from a hangman's noose. Deadly in its simplicity, but complex in its true purpose. Here a truth was not necessarily a truth; a lie might not really be a lie. Questions of honor, and loyalty are often riddled with half-truths, but in the end a person must choose his or her side. Like revenge, there was a thin line between a comrade and the duty of a mission.

As her superior spoke, Naomi paced about the central hall. With a mix of emotions, she found it hard to remain seated, or standing still for that matter. Like a sphere of energy that can not be contained within tangible grounds, she could not help but to falter about. He wants to know if he can trust you... she thought. Unlike Bit, she knew that the conversation was in fact a test, for the same test had been given to her.

It had been a choice between two different versions of loyalty. He had mentioned an incident with the kitchen of the compound; this was years ago. And had brought together several of the Branch youth. He'd asked whom had been stealing bread from the kitchen's stores. His intention was to weed out those whom would seek approval by betraying those that they had become close with. In an instant he regard those whom old out their comrades as trash. She imagined, that he was posing a similar question to Bit now, to test whether or not he truly meant what he had said. They had after all, only known each other for a short time and within the shinobi world there were those that would take advantage, and always gain from the suffering of others. Although he might never admit it, he cared for Naomi, moreso than the ones that were compliant with the Main house. In her, she saw hope that one there would be no need for the petty squabble between the two houses.

[tigaevo]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,420,true] Man On The Moon As Naomi the man sitting behind the desk asked Naomi to leave the room Bit interest grew a little. He was intrigued by the man's interest in him cause he obliviously wanted to speak with him alone. The question that popped into the boy's head was what does he want with me I have nothing to offer him other to watch over Naomi. As Naomi brushed past the Uchiha he mad slight eye contact with her hopping that she was not worried. As the man blew a small ring of smoke out of his month Bit couldn't help but feel the need to say something. But instead he just kept his mouth closed and waited for the man to speak. “Your strength is not a matter of question young one, After all, even traitors can possess great strength. That is why they are hunted as nuke-nin, to keep such secrets hidden and power contained.” The expression went from like to a little tense suddenly because he was unsure of the meaning behind the man's. He started to wonder if he reflecting to his past and how he got into to Kohona. "What the fuck does he mean." The Uchiha said to his self as eyes raise just a little showing a little bit more of his ocean blue eyes. “Tell me, has Naomi spoke ill of her kin?” the old man said causing Bit's mind to quickly be snapped from that state of frustration that he was in. "If you the Hyuuga clan. Then to my knowing she has not said anything that I would consider to be foul about your clan." The Uchiha with the straight faces ever. "To be honest other than her needing someone to take her on mission's she didn't speak to much of your kin." He said as he raised his hand up slapping it on top of his head. "Dont worry she's a good kid with her mind in all the right place." He said as his had to began to move in a back forth motion scuffing his hair up a little more than what it already was. made by renni

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[Naomi]

“You speak as if you aren't one(a kid) yourself,” Hiroshi interjected. He watched as the Uchiha messed with his hair. A habit, he suspected based upon the hairstyle the boy had. However, not a bad one; especially when it came to the ladies. Many liked the scruffy look, or so he had noticed anyways. He puffed out some more smoke. “I have to ask though, why do you want her and more importantly how can you trust someone you have only just met? In the shinobi world, your comrades hold your life in their hands. Do you even really know her?” These questions were tailored to the thoughtful mind, rather the analytical mind. They were questions within questions and there wasn't any truly correct answer. Yet, they would ultimately determine any future between the couple that had come to see him. He looked at the clock that hung above on the wall. Above his oaken desk it ticked and tocked. From his viewpoint, he had all the time in the world; it was early in the afternoon.

The time read: two and thirty minutes, Noami noticed. In the minutes that passed, she had went off towards the common area and here many of her kin gathered and were talking about mostly unrelated things. Most were older than she, and had children of their own off at the academy. When she entered, they stared upon the mark upon her forehead and thereafter abruptly sifted their gazes away from her. To them, she paid no real mind and understood why they were in a particularly bad mood today. After all, she had brought an outsider into their midst. However, a parent had stepped forward towards her; he happened to be a member of the branch family and earlier she had seen his son off to the academy. “Did you see Iruka safely to the academy this morning, Naomi?” He asked in a pleasant tone; his gaze was bright and that smile he bore would have warmed the coldest of souls.

Those that sat, gathered in discussion only turned their heads briefly when another sprung up. It did not take them long to lose interest and soon they were once more talking about the successes of their children. “I hear he's going to graduate a year early,” one of them preached. “My boy will be at the next Chuunin Exam,” another retorted. “He's older though,” and the conversation went on and on. Naomi found it a bit odd they would so openly discuss family affairs, but then again they were safely within the compound and most knew well enough not to bring up personal matters in public.

“Yes, all went well sir,” Naomi replied.

“There's no reason to be so formal.” He rubbed the back of his head as if he was embarrassed. However, in truth he seemed to be enjoying himself more than he had been a moment ago. Perhaps that was because he was the lone Branch member amongst a group of nobles in the mess. She couldn't be sure, but she was quite glad to see him smile and rustle up his hair a bit. In that moment, he reminded her of Bit. He always used that goofy smile of his lighten the mood and it had surprising effects. Always, a funny term to describe a person she had just meant, but she felt like he would remain that way.

“Sorry, Bito-san sometimes I forget whom I am speaking to. How's Kaoru?”

[tigaevo]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,420,true] Man On The Moon “You speak as if you aren't one(a kid) yourself,” the older man said to Bit once he finish his statement. Bit took an long blink to see the man taking another puff of his smoke. "I call her a kid because in the short time that I have spent on this earth I have seen a lot of things that will change a person and there out look on life." The Uchiha answered as his hand was still contently moving through his hair. Bit began to fill like the man Just wanted to see how much he was going to get out of him. As he stood there he started to get a little uneasy due to the constant question's from the man. As he dropped his hand off his head back off to the side and placed it in his pocket. “I have to ask though, why do you want her and more importantly how can you trust someone you have only just met? In the shinobi world, your comrades hold your life in their hands. Do you even really know her?" The man asked as he seemed to be trying to get as much information out of the Uchiha. Bit took another long blink and loosened up his demeanor "Well I know personally trust is not to be giving to everyone you meet. But if you neglect to trust the one that deserve you will regret not doing so." Te Uchiha said to the man as he propped his head forward again looking into the man's white eyes again. "And what makes me want her so bad." The Uchiha said with an melo toned voice. "Because she has potentially and she seems like someone I can put my trust into." the Uchiha said he took another step forward towards the man's chest. "any further question sir?" made by renni

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[Naomi]

“She's fine, five-months along now and she's been restricted to household upkeep.” Naomi was surprised by this, it felt like only a few days ago Kaoru's pregnancy had been formally announced. Now that she took the time to recall it though, that had been back before she graduated. Hitu-sama had taken her out to prepare for the exam and reassure her that there was no need to fail a third time and when she returned to the compound that night, there was a festival in celebration of the new year. Sometimes she was shocked by the way time moved; it either passed in a blur or lasted an eternity. That same night, the couple had announced that they were to have another child. Lately, the numbers within the Branch family had been increasing at a rapid rate, and she wondered if they were upon the brunt of change. Perhaps time really did change things, but a part deep within her told her that time really changed nothing; change could only be brought about if people were willing to change themselves.

“If she needs anything, remember I'm right down the hall.” Their conversation went on...and for a time she forgot she was waiting for Bit to come out the door beyond the bend. Out of the corner of her eye she could just make out a steady stream of smoke that trailed out of an open door. However, the conversation within was deaf upon her ears. They were simply to far away for her to listen in and even if she tried, she was almost certain that Hiroshi would be able to tell she was eavesdropping; and that would her relationship with Bit before it had even truly begun.

“She speaks of you often, you've cooked meals for her, Naomi?”

“Yes, I am not much of a cook though,” she tilted her head and giggled.

“You're just being modest now,” he replied with a smile. Those that had been talking beside them had since seem to fade far away. It was just the two of them having, for once, a normal conversation. They were many times he wished that life could be as simple. However, in such a troubled era, peaceful and inconsequential conversation was truly a rare feat to befall a person. Many had forgotten a time when there had been a soothing peace. Obito shrugged and he laughed too; Naomi really wasn't the best cook, but at least she tried to help. That was more than he could say for many whom did not. She had also many times before stuck up for his child against the ones that picked on him. One night she had taken a beating in his defense and that was something he would never forget.

As they talked of pleasantries and gladly lost themselves, Hiroshi continued to press Bit. He had listened, rather absentmindedly at that to the boy's responses and had since determined that his heart was indeed in the right place; but he could not say with any certainty that the boy knew what he was getting himself into. Naomi was a handful and often was subject to helping those much weaker than herself. She would be a liability within the grounds of a real mission. However, with a full team, perhaps they could do some good for the village.

“You are young still, however I find that your heart is in the right place,” he explained, after taking one final puff of smoke. He let the smoke drop to the floor and with a foot he stomped out what remained lit. “I only ask that you regard her with the same care you would your kin. Despite what you may think of me, I do care for her and she has a bright future here.” He sighed, and for the first time in Bit presence he chuckled and smiled. Shaking his head a bit, he gestured towards the door. “You have my blessing, enjoy what time you have earned, Uchiha.” With that, he had other business to attend to for today he would be picking up his daughter from the academy; and he in turn would depart shortly after Bit left himself.

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,420,true] Man On The Moon “You are young still, however I find that your heart is in the right place,” the older man said to Bit as he stood waiting for an reply. The man took one last puff of his smoke then dropped it to the ground and extinguished it.“I only ask that you regard her with the same care you would your kin. Despite what you may think of me, I do care for her and she has a bright future here.” He said to Bit as he showed an sign of him losing up by cracking an faint smile followed by an small chuckle. The Uchiha's hand instantly wen to his to the top of his head. "What's got into this guy he was just all serious a few seconds ago." He thouht to him self while he ran his hand's through his golden hair. “You have my blessing, enjoy what time you have earned, Uchiha.” The man said as he started walking towards the door. Bit's mind was blowning as the man left from behind his desk and walked towards the door. "How the fuck did he know I was an Uchiha" He thought to self as he ran his hand's through his hair. But with no words he followed the man out of the door leading into the hallway that Naomi was in. "Naomi come here for a second." He said to her as soon as he got into the hallway. Once she would arrive in front of him Bit would make what look like an face full of frustration. "I got some horrible news and some ok news." he said as he placed his hand on her shoulder gentle. "Well he found out that Im an Uchiha......" He took an long pause afer he spoke. "But the ok news is He gave me permission to take you out side village for missions and what not." made by renni

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[Naomi]

On that day he tried to stop me... Naomi could recall the incident almost perfectly, however the last thing she wanted to do was think about it again. Despite this, she still smiled when he thanked her; Obito had a habit of being overly apologetic and the same could be said for his tendency to be overly grateful as well. “You remember don't you, what tomorrow is?” He asked thankfully pulling her away from her own inner thoughts. Of course she remembered, it was hard to forget the day the seal was placed upon her forehead; it also was Sano's birthday and she was sure that was what he meant by his good-tidings. However, she couldn't help the small frown that formed upon her face. No matter how hard she tried to hide it, she knew he saw. They hadn't talked in quite some time and she worried about what manner of awkwardness would settle in tomorrow. “You two don't get along well anymore, do you?” He deduced with a follow-up.

“It started on that day, I think.” She replied almost immediately. The truth was, she did believe it started on that day. For all the time before it, she remembered they were always on equal footing. However, after the rite, even though they remained close for quite some time, he began to pull away towards the expected norms. By birth, he was superior and thus he had to uphold different ideals than she. Whereas she would protect he would become an important leader amongst the family and a spokesperson of Konoha. The academy had solidified their isolation and their parting of ways. Since then, they made a point to avoid each other; and when they did happen across paths, they made their hellos and thereafter equally speedy departures.

“Well don't worry about it too much, just try and smile for awhile. Right now, I see your young friend returning; I'll take my leave.”

“Arigato Obito-san.”

In his direction, Naomi turned watching as Bit he walked towards her. In the end, she didn't wait long and instead came towards him just as he spoke. The look upon his face she recognized; he was upset, about what was unclear, however it obviously related to the conversation he had just escaped from. For a moment, she wanted to comfort him, but resisted when he told her of the good news. Although, there had been some bad news before it, she felt the good outweighed it in this instance. After all, Hiroshi was a patient man and if he had figured out Bit was an Uchiha, then that meant he was fine with it. “It's alright, by addressing with your surname, he was showing a sign of respect. We have nothing to fear from him knowing.” She explained, hoping to ease his frustration, even if it was only in a small way.

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,420,true] Man On The Moon “It's alright, by addressing with your surname, he was showing a sign of respect. We have nothing to fear from him knowing.” Naomi said to the Uchiha as his hung low. " That didn't bother me any Naomi" he said with an slight smile on his face. Moving his hand of her shoulder to the back of his neck towering over the girl. "I was trying to make the new more exciting when I told you." He said as his head leaned back and looked up to the ceiling. "So should we get out out of here? We can get you your first mission starting today." He said with a sense of excitement in his voice. He basically had taken someone under his arm today. He felt like she was filling up some of the missing part of his heart as he walked towards the steps they came up. "Come on Naomi lets go." He said as he took a step down the steps. made by renni

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[Naomi]

Naomi laughed; his enthusiasm was certainly the type to inspire those around him. However, had he not realized how late it was becoming? The day wouldn't last forever and in that regard, with the celebration she had to attend tomorrow, she couldn't risk being assigned a mission that would last a couple of days. After all, per her conversation with Obito, she was expected to attend, with the best smile she could muster. In his defense, she would have very much liked to join Bit today. Yet, it seemed time was no longer in their favor. It had been earlier, when they had first met; that had been a touch of destiny, she supposed. For a few seconds, she let her laughter hang in the air, giving her ample enough time to reflect on what they had done together. What they had shared in one day, was an uncommon amount of pleasantries, and it probably wasn't best to do everything at once; they still had a lot to learn about each other.

“Come find me in a few days, Bit-kun.” She said as her giggles rescinded. Although her statement might have confused him, one thing was for certain, she was much happier than she had been a few minutes ago. Now those things she was obligated to do, seemed so far away and she was glad that in a few more days she would have a viable escape into the true shinobi world. “I might not look it, but I'm actually pretty worn out now,” she explained. “And I also have to be present here at the compound tomorrow; so I can't get wrapped up in a mission quite yet.” Out of respect she bowed her head towards him, even as he took a step towards the stairwell that they had climbed together minutes ago. He seems better now... She reflected, hoping that he would not take her words the wrong way as some people tended to do. She wasn't saying no; she was saying not right now.

As she turned to go, this time off in a different direction from him, she shifted her head back towards him and tried to match that goofy smile he had shown so many times earlier; it wasn't quite right, but she tried. “I would ask you to walk back to my room with me, but I think they (her family) are already talking about us enough. What would they say?” With a wink, she turned away from him and walked on by, passing where he had spoken to Hiroshi-sama and continuing on around a curve in the hallway. Within in the span of several seconds, she was gone from his line of sight. The hallway that led away from the main hall, circled around and if Bit happened to proceed down the stairwell at the right time, he would catch a glimpse of her as she opened the paneled door that led into her residence. Upon it, etched in black and white was a symbol of peace; yin-and-yang; opposites that attracted each other and reflected upon her way of life. A sign of the Hakke.

[OOC: Exit. We can still start a mission if you want. The days refer to IC time not actual OOC days.]

[tigaevo]

"Alright Ciao for now bye naomi."

He said as he left decended the compounds steps.

Exits

[chiatsuki]

+ 104 naomi
+ 75 bit

[Naomi]

[OOC: Enter. Note: A day after Naomi met Bit]

In Naomi's room, a new day had been marked in black on a calendar that hung loosely between two separate, yet equally as small dressers. Just below it, she looked at herself in a mirror, which caught and refracted several rays of light from a nearby window, (off and up to her left) and spaced out shadows upon the wall behind her; they danced just above her bed which was nothing more than a pillow and a blob of sheets and covers, curled up and tossed together in quite a haphazard manner.

By all appearances, she had just woke to meet the morning of a new day; and as she stared at herself she yawned and noticed the dimming color of the locks in her long hair. In some of the strands, mostly those at the tips, where her hair curled up naturally, hints of the purest white could be seen. Hints of her natural hair color. In a panic, she peered up at the calendar and noted that today was indeed a day marked with red marker; a day she needed to dye her hair in order to keep its ever unique sea-green hue. For a few seconds after this revelation, she lowered her body, bending her knees, and went about a rummage. She tossed through drawers, and moved clothes about until she found a boxed-kit with various labels and compartments. This she took along with her into the bathroom and behind her she shut and (out of good habit) locked the door.

She was in the middle of drenching her hair beneath its running faucet, when someone began to wrap at her door. Already, you gotta be kidding me... tossing her hair about, (half-dyed darker than the other) she turned and shuddered from the cold rush of water. With a click, she unlocked her bathroom door; walked passed her bed, in only a bra and shorts that she had happened to throw on in the minutes prior, and peered through the door-slit. As she looked, the drips and drops of recently wet, hair strands, ran down her legs from her back and onto the wooden floor by her feet. By the time she stepped away, a trivial puddle resided, that gleamed when sunlight shone upon it in just the right way.

“Naomi,” a familiar voice said from behind paneled wood. Through the slit she could easily make out whom it was. Obito, a Branch family member that lived just down the hall. He had a son named Iruka and a wife named Kaoru, whom also happened to be five-months along in her second pregnancy. “I was thinking you might want some company before the festival today. When you're decent, stop on down.”

Creepy how he did that, without even attempting to open her door and without hearing her stark protest to his admittance. Perhaps it was because she did not respond that he knew; or maybe he had saw the calendar and knew today was a dyeing day. Regardless, when she did in fact step away from the door, and once more saw her partially dark and partially not dark green, hair in the mirror, she also saw a small smile. Shaking her head, she went back into the bathroom and tended to the rest of her hair. Mostly, she ignored the rampart chills that came with it; currently she had no hot water.

Today, was the anniversary of the mark on her forehead; but most in the compound x'ed their calendars in accordance with the birth of a Main family Hyuuga: Sanosuke, whom was turning sixteen.

[Naomi]

The door shut behind her, and as she turned, fresh and hair full of sheen turned with her. The long locks of a now more vibrant green, flayed and split in the air and fell loosely upon her back as she took the first few steps down the hall ahead of her. This time, she followed the curve around the opposite bend; the one that led away from the central hall and towards more residencies. The rooms here, grew progressively larger, from the one room suite style, like her own, to full family sized ones, with multiple bedrooms and several entrances. She passed one, two and three of them, before finally coming around and up on the right alongside a forth one. This, she knew from memory and from the doormat she stepped on which read brightly: Welcome, that this residency belonged to Obito-san and his family. Parting her bangs off a bit to the side, she lightly wrapped upon the door and thereafter stood a bit off.

From the slit in the door, she must have looked quite awkward; in shorts, a split jacket, a black undershirt and sandals, with hair so toned, a person might have assumed that the dye was still wet; it might have been. That said, it didn't take long for someone to attend to her soft knock. After all, they were expecting her, and just a glimpse of green would be enough for Obito to know just whom it was that beckoned at his door.

“Naomi,” he welcomed as the door parted to one side. “ Come in, we were just getting read to send Iruka off to the academy.” He explained, all the while stepping out of her way to let her into his home. He had one of those bright and cheesy smiled, that hinted at undertones of sadness. However, she did her best to ignore that as she stepped into what happened to be their small dining area, which resided in the middle of an even smaller kitchen. With a lone sink and refrigerator and an oven, it just qualified as one. Between a counter-top and the food-storage unit, there stood a wooden table with three chairs neatly pulled into it and evenly spaced out between each other. In one of them, the petite boy, Iruka, with a buzz-cut, sat and in another Kaoru, five-months-along, with long ebony hair and the most defined lavender based eyes of all the Hyuuga, rested with ease and an empty plate in front of her.

“Would you like something to eat?” She offered, about ready to hop up out of her chair; in fact she was already in between motions, half-way out and half-way down pushing her chair out from under her, when Naomi raised a hand and shook her head no. Somewhere off behind her, a door shut and Obito passed alongside of her, only briefly brushing up against her backside as he did so. Notably, despite all appearances from the outside, this place was not befit for an entire family of three, or four for that matter when Kaoru would give birth to their second child.

“I hear you're in charge of baked goods, for tonight, I mean,” Obito stated as he took his proper place at the table. When he did so, he further added: “Are you sure you are not hungry, it's the least we could offer you?” The plate in front of him was still full of food, mostly breaded goods and a few strips of meat, yet instead of awkwardly staring as they ate, Naomi walked on along, and took a seat properly on their only couch.

“I'm sure,” she replied, after sitting. “Thank you though. I'll probably grab a bite later near the market.”