Hinata Hyūga (日向 ヒナタ) (
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[Open] Momento Mori
She had noticed the villagers running around preparing things for the past few days. Every time she attempted to speak to one of them about what was going on, however, they seemed to be too busy to answer her questions. Finally, she'd braved asking Kakashi-sensei's landlady—the owner of the bookstore—and was informed about the festival to honour the dead.
Hinata had quite a few dead to honour, here or not, and she purchased her own candles and some ingredients to make dishes to put before the shrine. It would be awkward since she didn't have any photographs of her mother and putting one of her cousin would seem a bit morbid, but she hoped that they would appreciate the thought anyway.
That was what counted, right?
Perhaps she wasn't the only one of the shinobi intent on doing so as well.
Hinata had quite a few dead to honour, here or not, and she purchased her own candles and some ingredients to make dishes to put before the shrine. It would be awkward since she didn't have any photographs of her mother and putting one of her cousin would seem a bit morbid, but she hoped that they would appreciate the thought anyway.
That was what counted, right?
Perhaps she wasn't the only one of the shinobi intent on doing so as well.
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She took a tiny bite and chewed on the sweet. "No, they are slightly cold, but they are still good."
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She blushed at the compliment. "I'm glad that you enjoyed that."
[OOC: Not that he got her anything for White Day~!]
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Well, not that Naruto was that great with holidays. It wasn't advertised big enough.
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Well, besides when he kissed her, but that wouldn't be appropriate in public. It could wait for when they were at home.
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She'd never participated, nor had she ever had a pet.
"Yes, but I am unaware of the care a fish would require."
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Once they got to the goldfish-scooping stand, the game was easy to figure out. It wasa matter of catchinga fish with a small paper-covered spoon-like thing. The paper would quickly absorb water and give away, so it was a matter of quickness and some luck, but also genteleness since the flopping fish's weight would also make it give out even quicker.
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After he had caught a few more, she could see that the stall keeper was upset. She knelt down beside her lover and whispered into his ear. "Perhaps we should move on. The owner appears to be unhappy."
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It was time to go and get stuff for those red bean cakes. "So, off to the markets before they close, and then home huh?" he claimed her hand aesily, fingers slipping into hers, still carrying the box of cakes they had left over.
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She didn't remember purchasing the items that they needed for his red bean cakes. The only thing she could concentrate on was the feeling of his hand in hers and the weight of the bag with her fish and the needed items for them.
When they arrived back at their home, she couldn't decide if she wanted to go to a bedroom or take care of her purchases first.
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Well, yeah, who was he kidding? "...my room or yours?"
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