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29 September 2007 @ 10:40 am
[thread][Eyes of the Beholder][Temari & Ino]  


It had been awhile.

Standing on a branch of a high tree, Temari surveyed Konoha from a bird's eye view, the crisp morning air moving around her. There were no apparent changes in the village's layout, except for what looked like a large space with colorful buildings and decorations, possibly for the festival to occur. It was what Temari was here for, to represent Suna and in hopes of establishing a good relationship with the Daimyo here. So of course, those old bastards in the Council decided to send in the best shinobi they had: one with curves and boobs to boot to persuade the Daimyo better.

Needless to say, Temari did not take it as a compliment and had almost ripped open her fan right then and there in the stuffy dark meeting room.

If it wasn't for the fact that Kankurou had gone AWOL and then decided to be a goddamn baby and stay home, Temari would have just stayed back in Suna and they would've sent Kankurou as the forerunner before Gaara's arrival. But things were done already, and Temari wanted to get of the country before she lost her temper with the Council.

Dropping to the ground, Temari found herself in front of the gigantic gates of Konoha, the same ones she had passed through so many times since her youth. Shifting her fan across her shoulders, Temari made her way to the gate, papers already in hand.

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Yamanaka Ino: sexy backlittle__flower on October 9th, 2007 08:23 am (UTC)
It was so cute how Temari had a gentler side that she showed towards her brothers. Tough love, or something like that. It must have been hard to be the oldest, the one in change, and Temari would probably get gray hair before the rest of them.

"Naruto gives me a new job everyday," she rolled her eyes up to the sky dramatically. "It keeps me busy at least. I--"

The rapid footsteps approaching them cut Ino off as she was grabbed around the waist by one of her genin, her cousin to be precise, looking incredibly put off by the girl's kimono he was wearing. He was also, apparently, wearing makeup. No doubt he was delicate looking boy and made a rather fine girl but it made Ino wonder.

"Jin, what--?"

Jin huffed which looked comical on such a doll-like face. "SENSEI. THEY TIED ME UP AND PUT ME IN THIS GET UP. THEY SAID IT WOULD FUNNY. WHAT BOYS WEAR THIS?!"

Ino pointed to her cousin. "This is Jin. One of my jobs."
sunaotome: its me [hello]sunaotome on October 9th, 2007 10:20 pm (UTC)
Temari raised an eyebrow at the boy who looked scared out of his wits, not to mention not very happy with what he was wearing. Although Temari did find the small boy rather amusing at the moment with his flushed face and the kimono colors matching the broad stripe of red running across the bridge of his nose. This made the corners of Temari's mouth curl upwards in an amused grin, though if looked upon by others would have seem to look like a rather daunting grin.

"You teach boys to put on make-up as well, Ino-sensei?" Temari laughed, head shaking at the queer sight.
Yamanaka Ino: i am right and you are faillittle__flower on October 11th, 2007 10:48 pm (UTC)
Now he looked more like Ino's little sister than anything else with his matching blond hair, blue eyes, and pretty-esque features. Poor kid. He was going to carry a complex with him forever now. With infinite patience Ino never knew she had, she helped him undo his hair, wipe off the makeup and point him in the direction to get a male yukata. He couldn't strip his old clothes fast enough to get a dark blue, masculine looking robe on. There was no doubt in Ino's mind that as soon as this kid turned 13 he was going to be a heart breaker.

"This is much better, right?" Ino smoothed out his hair with her hand, turning him around to face Temari. "Properly introduce yourself, Jin."

He bowed to his senior, much more confident than before, and gave Temari a huge, winning smile. "Yamanaka Jin. Pleased to meet you."
sunaotome: approval [finally doing something right]sunaotome on October 11th, 2007 11:01 pm (UTC)
"Likewise. Sabaku no Temari," she responded, nodding in approval of his formality, her face changing into a mock copy of the one she always had on for delegation matters. Serious, but not so much that it would scare potential allies. Because despite the cruel unrelenting heat in Suna, there were always the rare rain showers that gave life to Suna's inhabitants.

The only thing she knew about the kid was that he shared a last name with Ino. "Cousin?" she asked Ino, her eyes falling on the familiar shade of blue in the eyes and the light prominent crown of blonde hair haloing his head.