>>>Atmosphere<<<
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Slowly, the grey blankets covering the sky shifted and rolled over the horizon. The bright bulb of light pushed through the blockade, shimmering lines of energy streaking through the cracks. Each of the blinding rays hurt the orange eyes of the genin when he tried to glance at them. It was roughly afternoon, judging from the position of the sun. He decided that it going to be a little too wet to train today, but that decision left him with little left to do. Going back home to be questioned by his uncle was undesirable. And the teen had little imagination beyond that.

Overcast isn't a frequent weather condition for the lush forest city of Konohagakure, but today wasn't in align with the norm. It was the turning of seasons, the beginning of a new time. It was something Kyoichi needed, but didn't know what to do with. His eyes slowly drifted down from looking at the silhouette of the sun, and observed the street laid out in front of him. He wasn't in the marketplace, nor in any particular section of the city, simply wandering from street to street.

The sky crackled over his head, and the sound of an impending wave surrounded him. The rain was starting, evident to him by the tiny droplets hitting his onyx hair. Kyoichi turned his head to and fro, looking for any nearby shops to take cover in. He noted that he was, for the most part, surrounded by homes. Children were beginning to be taken in by parents, and the streets were clearing of people. He jogged up to the next four-way intersection, spotting a point of intersection. His tan coat bounced against his legs, arms extended out for a brief period. He had a relaxed expression, but a stressed demeanor.

He spotted the familiar business. The tea shop was a one level building, with the bamboo railings hanging over the outskirts of the perimeter and an open courtyard of tables and chairs, railing around the building. A perfect place to see the rain, hear it, but not get soaked in it. An old man was sitting behind the counter, and there were a few figures visible behind him. They were moving around the kitchen with a purpose.

Rain was beginning to come down hard as he stepped into the covered courtyard. The floor was covered with tough tile, so there was no need to remove his shoes. The raven haired individual sat down at a table for two and shook off his hair, running fingers through the soft locks. "Ugh..." He pronounced, as he noticed someone approach him.

"Hello, sir. Would you like something to drink?" A perky, average height female questioned him. He realized that he didn't have any ryo on him at the moment, and simply requested a water. She nodded and smiled gracefully, then left him to his own devices.

Kyoichi was seated next to the railing that separated the courtyard from the street, and kept the building standing. The rain pitter pattered against the roof, and the ground next to him. The sound was soothing, and as his thoughts wandered aimlessly, he put one arm on the table in front of him and held his head up. As the moments past, he closed his eyes. The moment was peaceful.

Ew! Rain...RAIN! Each step came down like thunder for Kenta, running as fast as he could to remain out the rain. The ground was soggy from the pouring of rain high above them, his boots caked in mud as he pushed himself even more to get by gaps that would only make him more wet.
Oh, yeah uh...Kenta dislikes the rain. He dislikes having his clothing wet and being wet in general. It just meant that he had to do more washing when he got home but it also meant a nice long, piping hot bath as well. The pro's and con's were stacked against each other in his mind and he sooner dived into the nearest open establishment. A tea shop.

"Hrm...not much of a fan"

He muttered to himself, removing his orange cap and ringing it dry just out the doorway as to avoid making a further mess as his boots already had. What the hell had happened to the weather? One moment it was a grey sky, the sun shining every now and then with a light drizzle and then all of a sudden, a wave of downpour just washed over the village and Kenta had went and got caught in it! He only wanted to train some Raiton but in the rain? No. Was not going to happen in a million years.

He flicked his boots off gently, trying to avoid splatter of mud along the nice walls, and continued to a seat, his plain black socks having nil to no grip on the smooth flooring. He more or less flopped onto the seat, rather than sit down properly. As he began to get comfortable, Kenta sighed and removed his black trench coat and wooly fleece, exposing a T-shirt of a Creeper on it.

He then, once settled, began to glance around the room and noticed only one or two people in the room. Excluding the staff members. One was an old man, usually seen here so nothing out of the ordinary and a strange boy who looked as if he was falling asleep. Finished a mission? Training? Late night? Who knew, Kenta only shrugged slightly as he was then offered a menu from one of the staff. He nodded and was soon handed one.

He browsed the contents and ordered a few things: A pot of tea, cup of sugar and some toasted stripped pork with chilli sauce. Odd combination but Kenta was an odd person so it only fitted him well.

"I cannot...be...bothered!"

He groaned, a smidge louder than his normal tone but yeah, more washing for when he got home AND he now had to wash his boots and polish them again. Twice the amount of work he had to do just cause this damned weather change!

He listened to the stormy weather, thinking of nothing in particular. His drink arrived, and the genin thanked the waitress. Kyoichi's mouth was strangely dry, so he eagerly wet his throat with a tip of the glass to his lips. Once he got a mouthful, he set the glass down on the table and looked outside, noticing the ground start to get muddy. It was at this moment that he heard the faint sound of someone treading through the mud as if it was a ride at an amusement park.

The sound got closer and closer, before he turned in his seat to see another male shaped figure approach the tea house. He was roughly the same height and size as Kyoichi. Once the man sat down, the teen turned back around in his seat and continued his mirage of doing nothing.

Most people would take the day to go to the hot springs, take an extra mission, sleep in or even hang out with a friend. But he wasn't really interested in any of those. Kyoichi simply didn't know what to do, now that his usual schedule was thrown off. He took another sip of his drink.

And then the male stood up, and walked over to the entrance of the tea house. Kyoichi leaned against the doorway, folded his arms across his chest and began staring out at the rain as it hit the ground with a purpose. The man sitting, waiting for his food spoke a little louder than he should have, and he heard him. The tiny outburst got a glance from the orange pupils in his skull.

"What's the matter with you?" He questioned.