A Day with my Twin {P,IO,NK}

It was another day in konoha for Ashie and she had gotten a good training session yesterday. Waking up from her slumber she would stretch and tread down the stairs dragging her feet against the carpet not really paying attention to where she's going. All she new is that she was thirsty and she needed something to drink. Once she reaches the stairs she would take her steps slow one by one down them, until she gets down to the bottom step she would hold onto the rail to balance herself. Once she hops off of the last step she would again drag herself slowly through the living room and into the kitchen where she would rub her eyes and let out a long yawn. Going over to the counters she would put both hands on the counter before lifting herself onto the top of it. Kneeling upon it she would reach up and open the cabinet grabbing a cup with her other hand closing the cabinets before crawling over to the sink and putting the cup under the faucet while with her other hand turning the nob counter clockwise to let the water fill her cup.

Once her cup is filled she would twist the nob clockwise and turn off the water sitting on the counter comfortably before taking the cup into both of her hand and bring it to her lips taking slow gulps of water as she leans her head back so she can get more water, the coolness running down her throat to help wake her up.

Otsune was lying on the couch again today – it was just so HOT outside. Too hot! How did people live like this? She would stare at the ceiling venomously, as if it were the one causing this dreadful weather, wishing for a bout of cold to greet Konohagakure. Her ears would perk up as she heard footsteps on the stairs. They were soft and very quiet steps. Otsune would peek over the side of the couch – those footsteps; they had to be Ashie’s!

She would continue to sneakily peek over the couch and watch as Ashie hopped down the last few stairs and turned into the kitchen. Otsune would then tiptoe over to the entrance of the kitchen and peer in as noiselessly as she could – her imouto was getting a cup of water. Otsune would faintly smile, her eyes narrowing in delight – her imouto was so precious!

She would then normally walk into the kitchen – her tiny bare feet slapping quietly on the kitchen floor – her hot skin slightly sticking to the cool surface as she approached her imouto. She’d stop a few feet away and lean against the counter, “Good morning, my sleepy imouto! Sleep well?” She’d then reach up to the top of the counter and pull a napkin from a small iron basket containing quite a few of them and hand it to Ashie. She was going to get water all over herself if she wasn’t careful.

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Ashie hears the patting of feet and her eyes shoot open and her masutaai forms a she glares towards her sister's position. Ashie would calm down and her eyes would soften seeing her big sister at last. Finishing her water she would reach forward with one hand gladly taking the napkin from her big sister. "Good morning onee-chan." She would smile as she wipes her mouth with the napkin. "How are you today?~" She would sing softly and happily she hasn't really spent much time with her sister and this way the perfect time! Exams were coming up and they had to train to make sure that they are ready to fight whoever they are put up against.

One things has been bugging her though, what if either one of them has to go up against their brother? I guess they would have to try their best...but Ashie felt like no matter what there's no way to really beat her older brother. Ashie would put her glass into the sink to be washed later, not wanting to make a mess of their awesome kitchen!

Otsune would smile just the teensiest bit wider as her sister spoke, “I’m doing well; it’s really hot today though! Even more than normal I’d say.” She would then offer her hand to her sister – to take the used napkin from her and throw it in the wastebasket nearby. If her sister did not give her the napkin however, she would offer both hands to help Ashie down from the counter.

If her sister accepted her aid she would smile widely – showing teeth instead of the quiet and hardly noticeable smiles she usually offered. Even if her sister didn’t accept her aid she would still ask the same question, “Would you like to train with me today? We haven’t been together in a pretty long time, huh?”

That and exams were coming soon. Otsune knew that her sister outmatched her with all of her training with their sibling, Samuru. But, she still wanted to make sure Ashie could handle anyone and everyone there. Samuru would be a problem – there was probably no chance of ever defeating him. But he was just one contestant. Ashie probably wouldn’t end up facing him. She wanted her imouto to be a strong and successful – someone that’s able to clear all the obstacles from her path without a sweat. A great and easy life would be best for her sister. She wanted her to be as happy as possible after all.

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Ashie would smile and let her sister both throw away the napkin and help her off of the counter top.. Her face would blush light pink, she has forgotten what its like to be helped once and awhile, it made her feel like a little princess again.

When her sister would ask for some training she would immediately think back to when she had fought with Samuru and he had slammed her head into the floor causing a gash and a black out. Shaking her head and snapping back to the present moment she would smiles and nod, "That sounds great onee-chan! Go easy on my though...I don't think I can beat you." She blushes and looks down at he feet, she doesn't want to hurt her big sister so she won't use any of her gentle fist techniques. She wonders what her sister can do. Ashie has kind of been on edge since their brother had put her into the hospital last time they fought.

Hoping that her onee-chan would do things like jutsu practice and target practicing and maybe running or jogging things like that since she did some training last night and well...her left hand is now bandaged up to cover her cut that she got from too much hitting.

Otsune would watch her sister with concern, her face however showing no emotion whatsoever. Perhaps Ashie had undergone some less than pleasing training sessions during her time with Samuru. She hadn’t heard about anything though… She’d ask her later if her sister didn’t reveal whatever unpleasant event that’d befallen her in any conversations today.

As Ashie spoke and looked down at her feet Otsune would offer her hand yet again – this time to hold, “Imouto, I know you’ve gotten a lot stronger, so I bet you could.” Otsune would smile, “But today I thought we could maybe do some target practice and make sure we’ve got our jutsu down pat.”

She hoped her sister would be alright with that. She’d noticed her sister’s bandaged hand and hoped it wouldn’t bother her too much. She might have to ask about that later as well. If it didn’t heal before the exams they’d be in trouble. She wasn’t as worried about the exams for herself – only entering to be able to stay with her siblings. She had seriously injured herself by not training and so if she lost it was her own fault – but she had to enter at the very least. Staying with Samuru and Ashie was important even if she had been distant as of late…

“So are you ready to head out to the training grounds?” Her voice was cheerful, the faintest of smiles on her lips and her deep red eyes unwavering. Her stare seemed blank and as though she wasn’t really focusing on anything in particular, but also very stern.

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Ashue would smile big hearing her Onee-chan's words, but then pales as she looks down at her outfit. "Ummm! Hold on one second! I'll go get ready!" Storming off out of the kitchen, through the living room, and up the stairs Ashie's feet would make audible thumps as she ran.

Going into her room she'd run to her dresser throwing off her nightwear before putting on a tee shirt that was green today and some black shorts before pulling on her black shoes. In a flurry she'd also buckle on her weapon pouch and her ninja headband before running back down the stairs once again jumping from the third step to land on her feet at the bottom of the stairs.

She would do a cute salute to her sister before sticking out her tongue, "I'm ready Onee-chan! Let's go have some fun!" She would giggle excited that she gets to spend some time with her older sister!

Otsune would wait until her sister had charged up the stairs to let out a quiet giggle over her sister’s expression as she had looked down at her current attire. Her sister was so fun to be around, complaining about the heat and strangeness of this land really wasn’t worth missing out on spending time with her family – she’d have to make sure that was fixed.

Today Otsune wore a light green camisole and grey shorts, her two weapons pouches attached to the back of her shorts thanks to her trusty brown belt and a kunai holster equipped on both of her thighs. She walked towards the steps and pulled on a pair of shoes that had been lying near them – they were her shoes of course. Otsune had developed a bad habit of leaving her shoes around the house instead of by the door. But today the boots she wore were a shade of deep blue, they were the kind of open toed boots that many of the ninja around this area wore and she found that they were quite comfortable as well as practical. She’d lightly tap the metal of her headband with her right index finger as she waited on Ashie. Otsune had taken to wearing her headband on her upper half of her left arm – finding that it was not in the way as much and so much better there instead of the popular forehead placement. Whenever she’d worn it that way she had sweat more and viewed such a thing to be disgusting.

In almost no time, maybe four or five of Otsune’s headband taps, Ashie was back downstairs – saluting at her cutely with her tongue sticking out. Otsune couldn’t hold in her light giggle this time. Her little sister was truly precious. She’d salute back to her sister and grin happily. Today she could allow herself to be a little goofy, she was sure her sister would appreciate her efforts at the very least.

“You look very intimidating, imouto! Good job!” She’d then walk towards the door, hoping her sister would follow her outside so that they could begin their journey to the training grounds. "We're going to have more fun than anyone's ever had before!"

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Ashie would follow her like a duckling does its mother. Her pouch jingling with her movements for its so full with senbon and shuriken that she had to by another pouch just for her kunai, but Ashie had so much senbon to practice with that she left her other pouch at home. Following her sister she would glance at the people who would once again watch in aw as the twins strolled side by side. Smirking to herself it made her feel a lot like her father. I think father's family book had said he has a twin brother named Echo. 'Maybe uncle Echo heard voices too...' Ashie would think deep in thought letting one foot step in front of the other until they reach the training grounds where their target practice or jutsu practice would soon begin. Ashie would think carefully, hopefully her Onee-chan doesn't mind Ashie being on the lake to use her jutsu!

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Otsune would saunter along, her smooth pigtails bouncing and swaying in the wind. A cool breeze had come along to try and alleviate some of the ridiculous heat of the day and for that Otsune was very grateful. Her small shoed feet moved somewhat noisily seeing as she was in quite the hurry to reach the training grounds. If it got any windier it might be difficult to go through with their planned target practice and Otsune had been looking forward to that. Practicing jutsu was one thing, but she saw target practice as more important in a sense. To Otsune if one could use such small weapons to immobilize or eliminate their target in a skillful manner it was far more impressive than some silly powerful jutsu.

The people seemed amazed by Otsune’s and Ashie’s presence, causing Otsune to faintly scowl at some as they would occasionally have to weave in and out of the crowded areas adults went to shop and eat. They were just twins, she was sure there had to be a few more pairs somewhere in this green village.

Eventually they made it past all the adults and down the path leading to the training grounds. Otsune would step onto light colored springy grass. This one seemed to be well watered and cared for.  There were trees further back with targets on them and some human-shaped dummies as well. As Otsune’s eyes panned over the area she would notice a few tall posts sticking out of the ground to the far left. People would hit those and balance on top of them, etcetera. To the far right there seemed to be a well sized pond with a generous ring of sand around it.

The sun beat down on the field and the cool breeze caused the flat green leaves of the trees to rustle and dance onto the field, some circling ‘round and ‘round as they fell, other’s twirling madly as they shot straight down to the earth.

Otsune would trot to the center of the field before turning to face her sister, wherever her sister might choose to be, and present to her a question, “So, which would you like to do first?” She would then point with her right index finger towards the trees and dummies, “Target practice?” And then with her left hand she would bring it straight to her side and make a circling motion – referring to the whole field, “Or jutsu practice?" Then she would cross her arms over her flat five-year-old chest and grin just slightly, “Your choice, imouto.”

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