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[Izumi Momoko]

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Dango (団子?) is a Japanese dumpling made from mochiko (rice flour), related to mochi. It is often served with green tea.

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[Izumi Momoko]

You think you know what my life was like? Try me,

200 words — Muse {click} — notes: Sorry this took oh-so-long. T_T

It was earlier then normal as Izumi awoken from her slumber, with a flick of her wrist, all the lights in her room flickered on almost like ‘magic’. Her eyes opened, like always they were blood red, as if she was thirsty for blood, but of course she wouldn’t be for a little while. Her body slipped out of the silk covers as she got out of bed. A small smile came across her face as her closet opened and what seemed to be like millions of dresses, shirts, and skirts. As well as shoes gleamed in the light.

Three hours had passed since she had awoken, smiling a little bit as she walked into something known as a “Dango Shop”, although she hadn’t known where she was at the moment. She didn’t really even care; all that matter was she was getting something to drink and eat finally. Her eyes closed for a split moment as she sat down upon a chair, almost as if she was barely floating.

Izumi smiled as the person brought her dango, she smiled and closed her eyes, blowing on it ever-so-lightly, to cool it down. “Hmm…” She smiled, not noticing she had said that aloud.

[Fox]

Three hours earlier
A light thud sound floated through the quiet forest, followed by two more in quick succession. Only one person seemed to be in this part of the forest and that person was enjoying it a tad too much. Eriko Matsumune Pulled her fist back and shot it forward hitting hard bark, following it up with two kicks one high and one low. There was nothing as good as a feeling of training, it got Eriko's blood flowing. Doing a few more punches and kicks she back flipped from the tree, picking up a katana she trained with off of the ground in mid flip. As she landed on her feet she jabbed the sword twice forward, then ducking to the ground she tuck-rolled backwards and made a circular spin motion coming upwards, the blade stuck outright as she did so.

Training for five hours straight was nothing but routine for the young Jounin, and she could go on longer if not for the fact her brother constantly pressured her about " Over-doing it ". She could never over train, who in their right minds could. The only way to be the best, was to train yourself to be that way. A small chuckle escaped her lips as she began to pack up her equipment. She had trained enough for the moment, a small growl erupted from her stomach and she knew she deserved a little something to eat.

Her home was about fifty miles from the spot she had trained in. She liked to train far from home, far from anyone for that matter unless she was in the mood to train with someone else. Eriko was only half-way home, going from a run to a jog and then to a run again. Wind blew her hair back and she felt free, running was one the things shje enjoyed greatly and she ran everywhere and as much as she could. Her feet moved swiftly along the grassy ground, until it hit a dirt road that would carry her straight to her door. She knew her brother would be home, no doubt sleeping soundly.

The house was nothing large, but it was comfortable enough for the two of them. Eriko sighed heavily as she walked up the steps to the porch and quielty walked inside. It was quiet inside, almost too quiet but then again only one other person then herself lived in the peaceful little home. Walking inside Eriko yawned and went straight to the bathroom, turning on the hot water for the shower. Slipping out of her clothes, Eriko smiled lightly and pulled her ponytail from it's restraints. The flowing water felt good, as it melted away all the tension and slight pain of the training she had finished not too long ago. Pulling a bar of soap from the shower shelf she began to scrub her body gently, pushing her obsidan colored hair back. The dirt and grime began to wash off easily and she stood there for a few minuites to let the water soak in her bones. She washed up for what seemed about hours and in reality it was. It was always the same Train,Shower,Food all of that made up her early morning and late afternoon. As she finished up the last few seconds of her shower, a sound telling her that her brother had awoke pulled her from the relaxing water. Getting out and turning the water off she wrapped herself in a towel and walked out of the bathroom, bumping right into the sleepy jounin.

" Well hello there sleepy head. I was just going to get dressed and go out for a bite to eat.. Do you want to come? "

Kira shook his head no and continued to walk past his sister. Eriko shrugged knowing he needed space after what had happened a few months ago. A small sigh escaped her lips and she walked to her room, putting on a white fitting tank top and a pair of black ninja pants, throwing on her light fitting flats and heading out of the house, but not before grabbing her prized possesions and her Konoha head band which she tied around her neck.

Now
Sitting in the Dango shop Eriko yawned and sipped her green tea. She wondered what in the world she was doing here. Even though she enjoyed sweets she could only eat them if she truly earned them, and the pathetic training she did today was not worth the sweets she had devoured only moments before.
"Hn"
Sometimes she hated that she pushed herself to hard, but then again how was she suppose to be on top of her game, how in the world was she suppose to protect what she held close to her. Looking up from her cup of cold tea, her eye spotted a female coming in. She envied the girl for ordering sweets so carefree like. She wished she could be that carefree.
Standing up and yawning, Eriko walked over to the female and smiled.
" Hello, How are you....My names Is Eriko..."
She put on the light smiled and introduced herself as she would usually to any fellow ninja she was not familar with. It was always good to know one's commrades, especially if the both of you are ever put on a team.

( Sorry...I could not finish...But post anyway..Next one will be better )

[Izumi Momoko]

You think you know what my life was like? Try me,

218 words — Muse {click} — notes: Sorry this took oh-so-long. T_T

Izumi smiled towards the female who stood before, she seemed to be younger then herself, but Izumi didn’t really look as if she was 20 years old in the first place, “Hello, I am Izumi Momoko.” Her voice seemed to let it purr out of her bright red lips, while her blood red eyes looked towards the female… She wondered why this girl was speaking to her, but just shrugged that part off. Trying to figure out what to say at the very moment, Izumi held her hand towards the seat in front of her. “Here. Sit.”

Still trying to figure out why this female randomly decied to speak to her, she just seemed to let it go past her mind for now. Maybe later she will figure it out, but for right now, Izumi was going to enjoy her dango. Even if seemed impossible, which to her, nothing was. But maybe there was a true reason to this occurrence. As normal, Izumi really didn’t want to know the reason until she was at home, safe, where she could truly think about everything that had happened. With that, Izumi returned her mind to the “real world”, and looked towards her, “So, Eriko, what brings you to the dango shop?” she smiled towards her, as she sipped her green tea.

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