1 Grandmother's Lullaby [Shinji/No Kill] Sat Mar 28, 2015 2:52 am
Misao
D-rank
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Misao let out a satisfied sigh as she finished drinking some of the green tea. She held the ceramic cup between both of her hands, its warmth radiating into her usually cool hands. Despite the heat in Sunagakure, the young priestess had grown to like the hot beverage quite a lot over the years, enjoying its bitter taste to the fullest. Some of this was likely because of Reiko's influence. The older Kuroka girl - and the only family member to have actually inherited the Kuroka Kekkei Genkai - had always been a sort of mentor and guardian to Misao. That wasn't to say that Chie hadn't fulfilled that role as well. It was simply that Reiko's overall style and demeanor were far more in line with Misao's than Chie's were. In other words, the young priestess was closer to Reiko, just as her twin brother was closer to Chie. Speaking of which...
"Come on you little wimp! You can do better than that! I could've kicked your ass in my sleep when I was your age!" yelled the silver haired acid wielding devil that was Misao's older sister - half-sister, technically, though Misao had never considered that to be true. As far as she was concerned, the older set of twins were related to her as much as her brother was. She giggled while she looked on at the scene in front of her. Shinji and Chie were both engaged in a spar, standing in the middle of the patio in the center of their house. It was a wide area without much in terms of decoration or landscaping. This wasn't due to lack of trying, however. For years, grandmother Hana had tried over and over again to turn the house into her idea of a classic masterpiece. She had achieved that for the most part, with the antiques and furniture that now adorned the house, meticulously arranged to fit the older woman's idea of beauty. The patio, however... well, since it had always been used for training, nothing that she put up there ever lasted long.
Trees had been burnt down, statues had been melted, the ground had been torn to shreds... albeit, most of this was Chie's doing. Her boredom really knew no boundaries. In the end, Hana silently decided that it was best to leave it as it was and pretend that it didn't affect how she had laid out the rest of the house - an old property resembling a feudal Japanese house. It gave the air of elegance and sophistication - something that would have never really been associated with the former Kazekage and head of the family, Gin. Nevertheless, it was where they had lived ever since Misao and Shinji were born. Gin and her late husband had decided that a larger house was needed to raise their ever growing family. Hana had chosen the property a few months before the twins were born and had refurbished it and its many rooms, most of which were rarely used. Chie and Reiko had always decided that they would share a room, no matter how contrasting their styles of living were. Reiko was a neat perfectionist that kept everything in order, not a single thing out of place, no matter how small it was. Chie, on the other hand... well, she was who she was: a lively little ball of chaos and energy - something that translated to almost every aspect of her life.
Misao's legs dangled off of the edge of the wooden deck where she was sitting. A calm smile was on her face as she sipped some of the tea once again before setting the empty cup aside. Reiko sat calmly next to her younger sister, drinking from her own cup of tea. "Did you go to the shrine today?" the silver haired girl asked. She always sounded detached and cold. Over the years, Misao had learned to read into her choice of words and small gestures so that she could tell what exactly it was that Reiko was feeling. Right now, Misao could tell that she was calm, maybe a little happy and entertained by the spar that they were both watching. Misao nodded happily in response to her question. "Of course. Someone has to take care of the offerings. I've been thinking that I might open it to the public in a few months and maybe establish a link between the shrine here in Suna and the one in Konoha," Misao explained. She had been taking care of the abandoned Uzumaki Shrine in the village's outskirts for over a year now. She had found herself again in the worship of her ancestors and of their spirits. Reiko nodded in response, her lips twitching into a small smile for a little more than an instant. "I would like to be there when that happens," she said simply.
It was praise enough for Misao. She blushed slightly and once again nodded to her older sister. She turned her attention back to the spar between Shinji and Chie. It was fairly routine for her to be spectator. It was no secret that she was different from the rest of her family. They were bred warriors, strong, resilient and fearless. They were unafraid to do whatever had to be done in order to achieve their goals and protect their loved ones. They relished in fighting and becoming better at their craft. Misao, on the other hand, had always been more frail. She had always been one to favor peace and tranquility. It led her family members to take care of her and protect her quite fiercely. If it were up to them, Misao would never see blood, nor would she ever stain herself with violence. It was almost as if they wanted to preserve her innocent nature, to make sure that some good in the world remained, even when it was shrouded in darkness. That never stopped the young priestess from training, however. She believed that she had to live up to the Uzumaki legacy, to the strength behind her name. She wanted to protect her family as much as they had protected her.
Her small hands curled around the wooden staff next to her unconsciously. Though somewhat splintered, it was still smooth to the touch. Reiko eyed her curiously and with slight concern. "Do you want to join them?" she asked after their prolonged moment of silence. Misao considered the question for a moment, looking back and forth a couple of times between her staff and her small feet dangling off the ledge. She finally turned her gaze towards Reiko. "I guess I do," she said. Reiko sighed, but nodded,letting Misao know that she wouldn't stop her. Misao smiled in response, gripping her staff and hopping off of the deck to join Shinji and Chie.
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