Dearest, I'm So Sorry [Plot]

[Yasui Iku]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true] and i decided i was never coming down i try to laugh about it now but isn't it funny how everything works out i guess the joke's on me, she said It was about seven in the morning. The sky was, miraculously, clear. In fact, the weather was quite pleasant overall. One Yasui Iku was curled up in her bed with her head under the covers, trying her best to ignore the fact that the sun was up and she should probably be out of bed. To hell with that, she thought, swearing at the sunlight for daring to permeate through the curtains and shine on her while she was trying to sleep. It was the first day she had had off in a while; if she hadn't been training with Fuku, she had been on missions, constantly, with hardly any breaks in between. One of those breaks had been occupied by a date with her darling Sherbet Head. The rest had been spent sleeping. And now that she had a whole day to herself, Iku wanted to get a solid twelve or so hours of extra sleep, goddammit. But the sun - and her damnable twin - would not allow it. Kazue knew she was trying to get beauty sleep, and so she swore that the brunette was being really loud on purpose. Stupid sister. Oh, she was going to get punched in the face if she kept it up. Seriously, Iku was not in the mood for this shit. Eventually, she decided that it wasn't working out, and rolled out of bed. Throwing on the first thing she pulled out of the closet, and lovingly brushing her long hair, Iku headed downstairs, grabbed two apples from the bowl of fruit, and chucked one right at Kazue's head. The brunette had never seen it coming, and it hit right on target. Iku grinned, satisfied with that bit of petty revenge on the other girl, and headed out of the house. Her dear Kubikiribouchou was on her back - she wasn't crazy enough to leave it unsupervised, god knows what would happen to it. It was still missing half the blade from when Fuku had broken it, the damn bastard still hadn't told her how the hell to fix it. She decided that it was probably a good idea to go for some food before training or whatever she was going to end up doing. And thus, Iku ended up at a ramen stand, with a large bowl of pork ramen in front of her and a brown-haired boy sitting next to her. Studying him momentarily, she was able to determine one thing... "You have nice hair." words: 419 | tags: hashirama | notes: - - - | credit: akemi of btn