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pinkxbrute:

FINALLY, my au blog is done ——- took me foreverrrrr.

I really hope you give this blog a go, and take the time to interact with her.

A few little things will be changed (her age, other small things), and now this blog will be strictly canon. Now will only do au role plays where things are in the modern world, or along those lines. If you wish to role play au in the Naruto world, check out my au blog. n.n

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hyacinth-o:

 

Features fixed into that of confusion. Mizuk— Rai— what? He had never been very fond of all that school stuff or at least that’s what he thought she may be talking about. But it was the other part that got him, lips hitching into a smirk and laughing to himself at all the silly words. This had to be a prank or some form of game. 

{ ☩ }— “Oh, oh shinobi as in ninjas? That’s funny, who sent you? Bon? Couldn’t be Yukio, he’s too boring for that.” Body twisted momentarily, demonic tail flicking by his face with another teasing grin.

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{ ☩ }— “Tailed? I guess you could say that! But it’s much more and I’m surprised you aren’t aware of them coming from a village and everything.” Blue eyes widened in mild excitement, looking around himself foolishly with a hand in a salute above those very same optics.

{ ☩ }— “Oh! I want to see this strange village.”

Okay, now it was safe to say he was insane. Now he was doubting the shinobi world? What kind of world did he think he lived in anyways? “I’m sorry, but I don’t know anyone named Bon or Yukio. You talk about the shinobi world as if it’s nonexistent. Are you sick or something? ——- I’m a medical ninja, I can check you.” Or maybe he’s drunk. Either would make sense.

"What do you mean "much more"? Of course I know about tailed beasts. Although I don’t remember meeting anyone who literally has one." Mint jewels directed themselves to the tail of the male, suddenly growing curious about it. Was it fake?

"Konoha isn’t "strange", I assure you that. But hey if you want to, then let’s go. I’ll lead the way." With a slight smirk the roseate turned down the path, guiding the other to the Leaf Village.

pinkxbrute:

FINALLY, my au blog is done ——- took me foreverrrrr.

I really hope you give this blog a go, and take the time to interact with her.

A few little things will be changed (her age, other small things), and now this blog will be strictly canon. Now will only do au role plays where things are in the modern world, or along those lines. If you wish to role play au in the Naruto world, check out my au blog. n.n

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hyacinth-o:

 

He blinked for a moment, a village yet no shrines or deities? That sounded impossible of course to the young male.

{ ☩ }— “What? That’s ridiculous, maybe your village is different because I’ve never heard of a Kage before.” A nervous laugh accompanied his uneasy look. Perhaps that’s why she had not reacted upon hearing the half demon’s name.

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{ ☩ }—"You know, I dispose of demons and stuff. An exorcist, how far is your village anyway?"

Never heard of a Kage before?! He’s insane. There’s Kages everywhere. In the Leaf Village, the Sand Village, in the Hidden Stone, the Hidden Mist. Everyone knew at least one Kage from one village. He had to be an indoors person, he just had to be. “Are you serious? Never heard of the Hokages, Mizukages, Raikages, none of them? You live in the shinobi world, how can you not know?” More and more her portrayal of disbelief showed, refusing to believe what he was saying.

So he disposed of demons. The only demons you’d really hear about is the tailed beasts. Was this guy one of those who sealed demons into human beings and/or objects?

"So do you practice sealing tailed beasts? You don’t look like the type..——- we’re actually not that far from the village." Perhaps fifteen minutes away.

hyacinth-o:

 

{ ☩ }— “Ahahaha I guess you’re right there, if you couldn’t you would go around looking as funny as Bon, huh? Oh well I guess you don’t know him, but oh! A village, like one with a deity and stuff?” Demonic tail flicked to the side, thinking for a moment.

{ ☩ }— ”I guess you could say I just sorta live at True Cross Academy, it’s where I go to learn how to be a great exorcist.”

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A deity. Not nearly close. Deity consisted of gods and goddesses. Konoha didn’t have such a thing. They had Kages, of course. Just which village did he come from that makes him think that? “Uh no, not really. It’s nowhere near like a deity. We have Kages, don’t you know that?” Everyone knew that, right?

True Cross Academy? To be an exorcist? What the hell.. Pink brows knitted tightly, confusion twisting features. “I’m sorry, but I’ve never heard of that place.. ever. Or of someone wanting to become an exorcist.” The word felt weird rolling off her tongue, sinking herself deeper into a puzzled state-of-mind.

thepathofgeb:

      ѕнσω мє нσω тσ ℓσνє тнє υηℓσναвℓє

                    ѕнσω мє нσω тσ яєα¢н тнє υηяєα¢нαвℓє

                            нєℓρ мє ησω тσ ∂σ тнє ι м ρ σ ѕ ѕ ι в ℓ є

                                                       ✦      ƒ σ я g ι ν є η є ѕ ѕ

hyacinth-o:

 

{ ☩ }— “Shima- jealous? Maybe, but only because there is someone better than him at something without even trying. He would probably want that skill! Oh, but I don’t believe you look familiar. Where do ya’ come from anyway?”

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"I don’t think pulling off pink hair really is a skill. It’s just something some people are born with, that’s all." Eyes blinked blank, just now pondering the same question. Perhaps he was a traveler from another village.

"I’m from the Hidden Leaf Village. Where’s your hometown?"

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hyacinth-o:

 

He paused for a moment, almost resisting giving her a name. But as always negative emotions were pushed aside with a nervous laugh.

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{ ☩ }— "Rin Okumura- oh wow. Your name even matches your hair, I’ll have to tell him about this! I have a friend name Konekomaru but he doesn’t look like a cat in the slightest."

A cat? So was he saying she resembled a cat all because her hair color?

"Uhhh——- hehe, nice to meet you Rin. I’m sure your friend will find this just as amusing. Let’s hope he’s not jealous." An awkward chortle emitted betwixt plush tiers, digits tangling in coral locks.

Just don’t hit him, Sakura.

strawberrysakura:

 

        There would be nothing more in this world that would cause the roseate to feel utterly content than spending time with her friend, Sakura. Despite being counterparts, they actually got along rather well - eventually to then lead them on into spending time with one another whenever leisure time came in their hands. Much like this moment. Having spent time with never went unpunished for. She was truly a pleasure to have around. The growing smile had never faltered, minty greens shifting into a corresponding pair, brow quirked slightly at the suggestion. A sleepover, huh? It seemed like a great idea - and it would certainly give them a little more girl time. With work, duties, and piles upon piles of paperwork building up on their shoulders, they definitely deserved a good break or two. And what better to do than to do it like this?

        “A sleepover sounds like a great idea! She chimed, a quick dip of the head following suit. Not only were they going to a festival, but they were also having a sleepover! It had been far too long since Sakura had done such a thing, especially with those she were close with. It would be a complete understatement to say that the roseate duo weren’t close together. Because as time passed by - slowly, yet gradually, this bond had blossomed. Only now to make them into the close friends they are today. They had so much in common as well, half the things her friend told her, she could almost relate to on the same level. My parents aren’t home anyway, so I’m sure nobody will bother us once we get there.

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        A sheepish chuckle would flow between plush folds, raising a palm to scratch the nape of her neck gingerly. Her parents did tend to get a little. .  annoying whenever she invited friends over. Shifting a cheek to face the now incoming waitress who arrived at their table, she then rested a hand around her chin comfortably. Brows furrowing as eyes took note of her friend paying. Of course, usually whenever they both went out, she was always the one to pay for their food or anything else they might’ve done together. It wasn’t surprising at all. Both peach mounds would flush a faint crimson red, passing a sigh before her lips finally parted to speak. I expected as much, but..— She then took in a brief pause, the corners of her mouth lifting just a bit further, expression soft.When we get to the festival, I’ll be the one paying this time. She was the one who basically paid for the majority of the time, after all. So now, it was her turn to do so.

        It was only until then once they made their way out of the restaurant, the noisy ruckus of children resonating through the air around them. Outstretching petite fingers to interlock with her own, a deeper blush of red would manage to surface. This, showing the utter abashment she felt from holding her hand, but was still satisfied nonetheless. Since when did she become so flustered around her?Haaah—look how beautiful everything looks! Emerald gaze would shift around the perimeter, beautiful lights, decorations and many people with their friends, family and those they held close coming into view. Pacing a few steps forward with the roseate by her side, she couldn’t help but to smile gratefully this time.

         Being by her side was amazing, it caused a genuine surge of happiness to filter every fiber of her being. She was truly grateful to have a friend like her to count and rely on. ”Hmm.. She tapped a finger against her chin in thought. Would you like to play that game over there? It’s one I always play whenever I come here, I’m sure you’ll like it.

For a minute there the medical-nin’s mind traveled elsewhere, losing itself in the wondrous decorations of the night. Konoha never failed to leave the villagers in awe of its beauty. Everything pieced together perfectly, every decoration thought out thoroughly in order to create a mesmerizing night. The lights bright and colorful, emerald pools glistening.

It was the voice of her counterpart that snapped her back to reality, brows knitting upon her question. Pupils traveled to her spoken game, matching tiers coming into an amiable smile. The game was to challenge another on how many fish you can get before the other can. An old classic. Memories of her younger self flooded her thoughts, bringing back that joy she’d always get once viewing the booth. “I love that game! A great choice, Sakura-chan. We really do have a lot in common.” A soft chortle hummed vocal cords, pulling her hand in the direction of the game.

The host of the activity spun around to the approaching couple, his chocolate irises welcoming and excited for his first set of customers. “Welcome, welcome ladies!” he breathed exuberantly; it was clear he practiced that voice for the festival. It made the roseate giggle again, enamel peeking through her grin. “You two are my first lucky customers! For that, I give you the first try free. Let’s see who can catch the most fish!” And with that he retrieved two hooks, metal attached to the ends of the strings. The fish weren’t real, of course. They were mechanical fish with tiny magnets in their mouths’ ——- the tricky part is them opening and closing their mouths’ constantly. So you have to time your catch perfectly.

"I already know who’s gonna win." She teasingly stated, slightly looking over to the female.

"Me, of course." The host overheard her challenge, sending him into a flutter of laughter. Before the two was the large pool of mechanical fish, Sakura then crouching down to her knees to a proper position. Extremities held the fish rod, awaiting the start of the game. Taking one last look to the kunoichi, she spoke once again in a teasing manner. "Don’t worry. ——- When I win, you’ll get to pick out the prize. Fair enough?" Chuckling, she winked, turning her attention to the colorful fish before her.