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Post by YukiTen on Jan 12, 2012 8:01:05 GMT -7
[Matsuri is annoying. >< And that's okay. It happens.]
Amaya, reaching right back into her pouch, grabbed her little purse and flatly asked where the sweets were placed once Rage was done asking for the beef. He didn't really ask, more like wrote - in awful handwriting, she noted. Come to think of it though, the last time she actually wrote anything was back when she was six-years-old, half as old as she is now.
So her own handwriting is probably ten times worse than his.
The cheery man pointed in the same direction that he pointed in for the beef and smiled and unnecessary smile. "That way," he said. "Can I help you with anything else?"
Odd. Beef and cookies together at once? Hmm.
Amaya shook her head and almost skipped off towards the sweets aisle. Almost. Confections made her life complete and her world go round. But did she really have to skip around like an innocent child when she was absolutely not innocent herself? The thought made her brows furrow.
Hmph.
She walked calmly down the linoleum pathways, eyeing a beautiful sign saying 'Sweets' on it and her heart flew. She continued on calmly, hoping no one would notice her adoration for confections and when she finally made it to the aisle, she almost collapsed from the sheer amount of all the beautiful sweets on the shelves.
There were so many. There were so many different flavors, each of them strange but beautiful in their own right.
There was apple-pear flavored (which she basically took all of) and cherry-banana and yuzu and muscat flavors and seaweed and plain apple flavored hard candies. There was chocolate chip and banana nut cookies, triple chocolate and peanut butter, ginger (she also took all of them) and tea, red bean and macadamia cookies. And the cakes... Row upon row of wonderfully decorated pastries. There was chocolate and yellow cakes with brown and white frosting, strawberries and sprinkles all over. There were ice cream cakes of unnatural flavors but still gorgeous and welcoming nonetheless.
So many to choose from with so little time.
She really wished she had a basket for all of these amazing confections. Too bad she didn't.
'Well, maybe I can use my empty satchel?" she thought, strings of the drawstring purse in her mouth and the ginger cookies and apple-pear candies in her arms. Perhaps she could, even though it would look very bad. She was no thief but she would definitely come across that way.
She sighed inwardly. A no win situation this was.
Looking around for more candy, she actually spotted an empty and neglected black basket. Skipping over, she dumped all that she had acquired in the basket and eagerly hopped all over to grab even more candy. Green apple, peach, black cherry, orange, grape, watermelon (<3), blue raspberry, yuzu, and muscat hard candies were all dumped into the basket.
Beautiful, gorgeous sweets~
Yuki was miserable. Her brother was-- And Kiba! She had completely forgotten Kiba too. She sniffled and covered her face in shame, tears lining her waterline. How could she forget him too? How? How could she forget her mate?
Her tears spilled over.
Kiba...was dead too. He had to be. The last she saw of him he was brutally beaten and hardly breathing, the same shape as Yasuo before he- She stopped herself there and allowed herself to cry.
But she cried like a kicked dog, injured and sad. She had no mate now.
"Yuki," Kakashi cooed, resting his hand on her shoulder. He took note of her small flinch and sharp head-turn before he went on. "It's okay. He's fine."
It's like the stupid jounin KNEW she was thinking about Kiba. The fact only made her cry more, her heart aching. Was she so easy, so weak? Was he lying to her?
"I distinctly remember telling you to be quiet," Yuki huffed, her voice raspy and faltering.
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Post by Gracie-kun on Jan 12, 2012 15:36:08 GMT -7
[Ami-chi is seriously my best friend right now. Rage is so confused! XD And tactless, tactless Vell-kun. -_-'' *slaps him upside his head*]
Rage had been scanning the meat section carefully - taking into account sales and his team's preferences in taste - when the sound of an avalanche made him jerk his head to look, wide eyed and tense.
Well. Avalanche, yes, but not of what Rage had expected.
Amaya was just coming back with another armful of candy, which she dropped onto the big mountain already accumulating in her cart. Her expression was of stern, blank resolve, as if she were collecting precious bandages to mend wounded heroes who would die without them. Looking at that mound of sweets didn't quite change his expression, but one could almost see a drop of sweat sliding from Rage's temple in shocked exasperation.
Setting down the package of stir-fry beef, he took up his pad and marker again and scritched a message. Then he tapped on the shelf to get her attention, holding up the page which read:
"iz tat awl u eet"
[Poor kid. Not even punctuation marks. =__='']
His peach eyes betrayed nothing but blankness, but he was definitely surprised at the array of candy taking up Amaya's cart. If Awaji saw that haul he'd probably go into a sugar coma from the smell alone.
Vell had stayed silent until Yuki's rasped snap. Now he narrowed an eye at her moodily. "Oi, he just said the mutt was alive. Shouldn't you be happier?"
"Vell," Kakashi said slowly, a warning tone.
The silver haired teen frowned. "What?" he asked indigently.
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Post by YukiTen on Jan 12, 2012 16:06:18 GMT -7
[Thats so cute. XD]
Amaya whipped her purple head around and eyed Rage's sign with softness. But, still, a frown brought her mouth down.
"iz tat awl u eet" was scrawled all over the pad he held up.
Was it all she ate? Oh no. She loved all things that would deliver a slow and tangy burn to the insides, riling up the stomach acids. Extra spicy curry, spicy sesame chicken, spicy dango, spicy this, spicy that. Anything with any kind of chili or pepper in it and Amaya was all over it.
She blinked, shifting her eyes up tis own peach ones. "No," she stated simply. "It's just something that I enjoy. I primarily eat spicy foods or meats."
Another thing. Whenever she COULD eat, she was eating meat. Sometimes she would be eating bean sprouts and meat on a bed of udon and spicy broth. Other times she would be eating fried fish or even fried octopus. She twitched.
When did she classify seafood as meat?
Yuki shot Vell an evil glare, clearly not wanting to be shit-talked. Kakashi may have said that Kiba was okay, but she had to see it to believe it. Tears were still running down her face, something she took a small feeling of embarrassment to.
"Then show me that he's okay!" she shouted raspily, her hands balled into fists. "Prove it to me! 'Cos if you're lying to me, so help me, I'll punch your face in."
Of course, she wasn't serious. But if Kiba was dead and they were lying, she didn't know what she would do with herself. At all.
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Post by Gracie-kun on Jan 12, 2012 20:15:26 GMT -7
[I'm reveling in the Momo-Yoru moments right now. >v<]
With a few blinks in Amaya's direction, Rage nodded his head and turned back to the selection of meats. Spicy, huh? Scythe could only stomach blander foods, but Awaji and Vell were fond of spice, too. He supposed he could get some curry spices to throw into a stir-fry. Get some hot peppers, a few onions, black pepper... He could always serve plain meat-and-rice for Scythe, anyway.
Rage tucked his pad back into his satchel and took up the stir-fry cuts again, glancing at Amaya as she went about her grim duty of gathering candy.
At one point he noticed that she wasn't flitting about as much and turned to find her staring upwards with a particularly sour scowl. His peach-colored eyes followed her glare up to the top shelf where a row of ginger-snap cookies sat together. They seemed to have congealed there, sneering down at the girl for her size.
He blinked again before looking back at Amaya's frown. If he looked at it right, it turned out to be a childish pout.
Rage interrupted her staring-match with the mischievous cookies when he languidly reached up an arm and grabbed three packages in one hand. His orange eyes returned again to those purple ones, offering the plastic bags mutely and without amusement at her expense.
"Who the hell would lie about something like that?" Vell demanded, bristling even more. Though, it wasn't because he was really angry - just startled at how thoroughly convinced that they weren't telling the truth. "Who would lie about someone being dead or not? That's just low. Whaddaya take me for? And Onii-san--"
"Don't drag me into this," Kakashi muttered, rubbing his face tiredly.
Vell stared at him incredulously. "..." He stood up. "Fine, I'll bring you proof. His name's Kiba, right? I'll drag his ass here and show him to you if you're not afraid I'll rough him up in the process." Vell frowned deeply at the crying Yuki, anger smoldering a little. "I mean...jeez, have some faith in us, will ya? Not everybody's a shit-faced liar, y'know."
The silver haired jonin did not remove his hand from his face as a sweat drop formed on his temple. "I really should enforce a no-cursing rule....-_\ ' "
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Post by YukiTen on Jan 12, 2012 21:55:12 GMT -7
[Shirt and bland post. So...so tired...]
Amaya looked up at Rage with her big purple eyes, frowned, and thanked him as the gingersnaps in his hands cascaded into her black basket. Holy confections... She kept up her stare, her mouth slowly opening.
The little black purse that had been secured in between her teeth fell to the pile of sweets. She gave an uncharacteristic squeak and quickly turned her gaze to the tiny pouch. Had she forgotten it was there? She frowned. Indeed. She had.
She was going to offer him her purse so he could pay for her...groceries. It wasn't like she could count. She COULD, but not well. Not money. Only distance. With money, everything just got tinier and tinier. Well, so did distance but that's different.
Money was associated with livelihood. Distance was associated with her work.
She easily balance the black basket against her hip and swiped her purse, offering it to Rage. She placed it in his hand and frowned, still peeved she could ONLY frown.
It's an annoying gesture. It was also rude and not always called for. Frowns were for bad things, not good things.
She sighed inwardly.
It wasn't that Yuki had no faith in Vell or Kakashi. Simply, she just didn't have faith in herself.
If Kiba was dead, it was her fault. If they were lying, it was to make her feel better. He was her partner and her mate. She trusted him as much as she trusted Kakashi, which was a lot. The fanged, cocky Inuzuka boy was what she had to look forward to every day. He was the sun in a darkened world.
Don't misunderstand. Kakashi meant everything to Yuki. He saved her AND took her in when she was little. The jounin didn't have to adopt her. He didn't. But he did. And he loved her and taught her things and gave her a place to live.
Essentially, the two made her world go round. Without one or the other, her world would slow down. Without both, it would stop.
She huffed shakily and sniffled, tears still flowing. They better be telling the truth. "Then do it, Vell."
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Post by Gracie-kun on Jan 12, 2012 22:34:28 GMT -7
[Last post of the night. Must sleep. =.='']
Rage looked at the little purse in his hand and at the little girl who had given it to him. She was frowning again. Was that all she was able to do?
Well. Mr. Stone-Face couldn't exactly criticize, could he?
Still, the presence of a frown wasn't as acceptable on a girl's face than it was on a boy's. Rage could get away with it and people wouldn't think twice, but to have a girl frown so much at everything...it was concerning, if nothing else.
Rage inclined his head to her and went down the aisle towards the front counter, grabbing things he remembered Awaji or Scythe liked off the shelves as he went.
"OOOOIIII! Any of you know where a Kiba brat was taken?!"
"Vell!" Kakashi snapped, stricken and stern at once. "Don't yell, you're in a hospital!"
The silver haired teen turned back from where he'd yelled into the hallway, fiercely determined. "I'm not gonna sit around and be called a liar because a certain mutt was too much of a wuss to get up and show he's alright himself!" He looked back at Yuki's tears defiantly. "Wait there and I'll get the bastard." He stalked into the hallway. "MUTT! Where are you??"
Kakashi leaned back against the wall with an exasperated sigh. "I won't be surprised if we're all kicked out of the hospital for this...."
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Post by YukiTen on Jan 13, 2012 14:11:29 GMT -7
[Meh...finals are over. Finally. ><]
Amaya followed her companion, a few feet behind him. She watched him shovel in different kinds of foods and spices, mesmerized by his magical ability to give her cookies. He was a holy man now, a god.
Did he have...a kekke genkai that involved cookies? 'Cos...whenever he had one, he was giving it to her. This made her frown a small frown, unable to smile. He was a god for this cookie ability of his.
She loved sweets and he seemed to always be giving her some. Cookies, cookies, cookies. Candy. Spicy food.
And for the first time, in a long time, that small frown slowly turned upside down, the corners of her mouth tilting upward. But, even if you looked at her, you wouldn't be able to tell she was smiling.
She lifted her free hand to her mouth, confused, so obviously confused. Her fingers touched her lips, tracing their upward turn. A...a smile? Her stomach churned as she thought this over.
Was she capable of this - happiness, smiling, hopefulness?
Her smile immediately turned into a frown before anyone could see her smile. She was so confused. First, she's irritated by the fact all she can do is frown, second, she smiles, and third, she quickly finds salvation in the frown she was frustrated with.
Why?
She didn't understand and she could usually understand anything you throw at her. But, she supposed, when it came to emotions and facial expressions, she didn't really understand as much as she thought. Maybe being locked up for all those years without a single friend made her lose that understanding. Maybe, maybe.
She continued on behind Rage, spotting a grinning teen with messy brown hair and a bandaged left eye. He was clad in a dark blue summer yukata, a black obi circling his waist under the over coat and his hands tucked into his sleeves. He seemed to be leaning over a counter and joking with someone.
This boy peaked her interest, mostly because of his happy demeanor and bandaged eye.
Yuki frowned at Vell's inconsideration, flinching at his loud yelling. Her heart sped up and her tears fell more, her hands clawing at the white blanket.
If he wasn't okay, she would be so... sad.
"Oi, shut up! Quit yellin', you'll get us all kicked out," barked a cocky voice, small limp footsteps following.
Her head whipped around to face the door, her heart beating fast. Kiba?
Kakashi smiled through his mask, his arms crossing his chest. "Told you so," he said quietly.
"I mean, do you WANT us to get kicked out, Mr. Uh...dude?"
Yep. Kiba.
Yuki just looked up at Kakashi, her eyes pouring. He really was alive! "You weren't lying..." she ground out, sniffling. "You really were telling the truth."
She bowed her head and covered her face.
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Post by Gracie-kun on Jan 13, 2012 16:47:03 GMT -7
[Kekkei genkai for cookies. Ohmygod. Amaya I love you. XDDDD]
Rage was slightly surprised to see someone else now in the small grocery store. The teen was smiling and talking animatedly with a customer. The bandage over his left eye made Rage think immediately of Vell - until he saw that big grin.
Vell? Really? The silver haired teen had probably never smiled before in his life.
[In fact, he has, but that was long, long ago... *gazes into distance with a pipe*]
Looking at the other counter Rage found that the middle-aged man had two customers behind the one he served now. It was only logical to take the shorter line. The black haired teen took his place in line and waited for the first customer to be done, sensing Amaya right behind him.
Vell had only been yelling for thirty seconds when a growly voice barked from his left. "Oi, shut up! Quit yellin', you'll get us all kicked out."
The battered boy from before was limping his way down the hall, giving Vell a less-than-friendly scowl. Besides being bandaged and having that painful-looking limp, he looked fine. Kiba's frown got deeper as he got closer and didn't recognize Vell. "I mean, do you WANT us to kicked out, Mr. Uh... dude?" he finished awkwardly.
Vell narrowed his eye at Kiba. Ugh. How he disliked dogs. "Not my fault your wussy ass couldn't get here soon enough. She bawling her eyes out in there," he gruffed with a flick of his feline black ear.
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Post by YukiTen on Jan 13, 2012 17:40:50 GMT -7
[xD She's awesome, ain't she?]
Amaya only stared at the bandaged boy, noticing a faint scar etched diagonally from the tip of his eyebrow to the bottom left point of his brown eye. A scar of that size and in that area would most certainly cause-- And that bandage over his left eye... The injury must be to his eye and whoever did it meant to make him--
He was blind. Completely and totally blind.
But he was happy. He swayed around and laughed without a single shred of sorrow or pain in his face, welcoming and helping customers that came up to him. If anyone asked him what happened to his eyes, he'd laugh and tell them. This boy seemed to let nothing get to him.
He was just like Rukia.
Amaya flinched slightly at this. She hadn't seen her dear cousin since she was little. Not since before she left with that snake Orochimaru.
With a tiny sigh, she lifted her free hand to tug on Rage's sleeve.
Like a deer caught in headlights, Yuki stared at the doorway and whimpered softly.
"Oh really? Yuki? Crying? Pfft." Kiba's twitched, smelling the air. For one, the sweet scent of lavender whisked into his nose. Yuki loved lavender, he remembered. And the second thing, he smelled saline. That salty water stuff.
Peering over through the doorway, he saw his girl and the moment he did, she immediately covered her face and started to whine, sniffling and hiccuping like a sad little girl. He smiled a toothy smile and limped into her room, dipping his head to Kakashi as a means of respect. The jounin was, after all, her father. Adopted or not.
"Yu-Yu, how ya feelin'?" he asked calmly, stepping as close as he could without freakin he out. "Ya need a hug?"
"Shut the hell up!" she snapped, glaring up at him. "I thought you were dead!"
He gave her a blank look and sighed of exasperation as Akamaru hopped up on the bed, curling up in her lap. "I'm not that much uva loser."
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Post by Gracie-kun on Jan 13, 2012 18:36:40 GMT -7
There was a dainty tug on the sleeve of Rage's dark green long-sleeved shirt and he looked down at Amaya questioningly. Her expression was distant but bereaved. He blinked his pale peach eyes and wondered what had made her mood change so suddenly from content and frowning to somber and frowning.
He tilted his head down at her and asked the question with his eyes.
Vell watched the exchange and felt a queasy something stirring in his stomach. These two kids liked each other. A lot. It was painfully obvious. If they weren't going out already, they would in just a short amount of time.
It made Vell itch just watching them.
He turned away, tail lashing in his pant leg. "I need fresh air. Stinking mutts...."
[Vell just has no idea how to nicely leave a room so two people can have privacy, can he? -___-'']
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