After the fire (P,NK,Tamaki)

Sanae was holding up Tamaki while they were walking towards her home. It was still early evening but already growing a little darker. Or was it that the two of them had just escaped a fiery inferno that everything felt less radiant around. Sanae was also carrying her shopping bags as they were approaching the front door of the Kaguya household home. A Stone wall was built around the garden and Sanae was getting out the key and opened the front gate manouvering her Senju friend past it to shut it with her foot and locking it again after they passed it. In front of them was now the simple but nice Garden that surrounded the stone plated way towards the traditional looking home made out of wood mostly. It had sliding doors and a veranda that was going all around. The front yard was basically a little garden with vegetables and an apple tree. The grass was reasonably short and clean and the tree was bearing fruits. In one of the Windows in the second floor of this home there was light and if Tamaki watched closely he could see a shadow passing by behind the closed curtains as a kind of humanly figure. This was the head of the house her father who was pacing around in his room. Sanae would not continue to walk her guest towards the houses entrance.

WC: 233

Tamaki blearily looked up at Sanae who was escorting him to her house for dinner, his clone followed behind as it lasted indefinitely.
The toll had been considerable on Tamaki after suppressing the flames of the building and Sanae had promised a dinner of sorts.
Not one to deny a free dinner, being a stranger in a foreign land he was circumspect when it came to customs of the land.
His clone lagged outside as he was ushered inside, a shadow lurked behind the curtain of the place and rather than announce himself spectacularly he merely asserted, " Hello, my name is Tamaki."
Sensing he was a visitor at some one's home he took off his shoes and embraced Sanae in an act of comradeship; a hug, nothing so sinister as to assert a familiarity but more so a friendly gesture.

Sanae got inside with him where Tamaki announced his presence and she was setting down her bag before she also announced: "Dad I am home and I have brought a guest!" In hopes he would put on at least some clothes. As she was rising from changing her shoes into slippers an embrace was waiting for her by Tamaki. The girl was confused about it but would not really do something against it. Gently running her hand over his head and through her his hair. "I'll show you to the kitchen so that you can sit down and rest", but before they could get there steps on the stairs before them announced the father coming down. Barefooted but wrapped in a plain grain Yukata that was loosely wrapped around his body covering up the necessary parts of his body. The long dread locks with the coloured bone pearls were hanging loosely over his shoulders and back. His blue eyes were gazing at the young shinobi in front of him that was not his daughter and came closer slowly.
As the almost two meters tall man was standing in front of them he bowed down to kiss the forehead of his daughter and then wrinkle his brows. "You have been in the fire", was this anger or concern? Then he looked over at Tamaki: "You as well I figure young man?" Sanae nodded shortly it seemed as if she was surprised herself that he would bring that up so quickly.

WC: 249
WC: 482

The man presented himself in clothing fashionable of a person at home, her father seemed a domineering figure.
Tamaki followed toe with Sanae and offered a nod of affirmation towards the accusation of being in the fire.
Perhaps the deeds of the two young genin had reached the ears of the elderly such as her father, or perhaps the smell was enough to alert him to their misdemeanors.
He took his own politeness on a scale of how quiet her had been, the silence drawn out long after Sanae had introduced her presence.
He figured his options limited as his stomach grumbled loudly, he motioned towards Sanae to explain his wantsome appearence.

TWC: 252

Sanae looked at Tamaki and saw that he was totally worn out. "We were in the city when a shop caught on fire and since we are shinobi we rushed to help", she started to tell what happened then she looked over at Tamaki, "I am afraid he is so out of chakra because he had to pour out so much water to get the fires out so I invited him over to dinner", she looked at the face of her father who was not really moving a muscle. His eyes were just ping-pong balling from one child to another and then after Tamakis belly had made his intentions clear he nodded and looked at Sanae: "Hand him over, I suppose you have some cooking to do." The young Kaguya looked at her father with a kind of confusion but then nodded having him wrap his arm under Tamaki's arms then lightly bend down and taking him up like a little child carrying him forward into the kitchen she was talking about before setting him down at a chair.  Sanae followed them kind of chuckling at the hole image of her father carrying Tamaki around the house ad while she started to unpack the shopping bag her father handed Tamaki some apple juice mixed with water. Placing the glass down in front of him he sat down opposing him at the table but his eyes not really focusing the guest but staring at the wall behind him.

WC: 247
TWC: 729

Accepting the apple juice before him, Tamaki felt some what obliged to usher an explanation, something that would redeem his being at her father's home.
Him being out of chakra would be a factor but he felt as though he would be comforted by Sanae, he propped himself on a garden fixture.
Tamaki could proffer no explanation other than he was exhausted, he exhausted his revenues as he proferred " I am a visitor "
Other than that he was subjective to the hosts whim, he felt as though he was a foreign invader in a strange land.
The drink was mystically cool and revitalizing, it calmed and focused his mind to a point where he could slow his breathing down to a manageable level.
"Thank you, this is a good drink. "
Recollecting his thoughts his distant facial expression clouded into a smug beguilement of self alluding doubt, the smoke of the fire still clung to his jacket which he wore to shield him from the cold of the night.
Had it been raining?
Faint pitter pattering was coming from outside and water streaked the windows, the winds had picked up considerably and trees bent within their hold.
Tamaki looked over to Sanae, " Are you okay, Sanae?"
Absent minded concern coated his detached voice and the strings of far off violins strung through the night air, it was an orchestral piece consisting of nature's musing melodically over the dull drone of the forthcoming storm.

WC: 242
TWC: 494

Tamaki seemed exhausted and while Sanae was chopping vegetables for the soup she was preparing while once in a while looking over at her guest, to not leave him as prey for her father to dig his claws in. But as it seemed he was respecting the fact that the young man was kind of at the limit of his daily activity although he was currently watching him closely. As he said that the drink was good he nodded agreeing: "They are from our own tree." Sanae smiled softly as it seemed that her father was trying to at least engage on the conversation, he had come a long way from grumpy dad to kind of normal dad. She hummed wile tossing the noodles into the soup as Tamaki talked to her. She turned to face him: "Sure I am fine and Dinner will be ready soon I promise", she paused for a moment and then turned to her father. "Could you set the table please?",  He turned to look at her and nodded: "Sure",, he mumbled getting off his chair und started to set the tables with soup bowls, chopsticks and a wood platter so that she could put the pot on top without burning the tablecloth with its heat. So Sanae put the pot on the table and starting filling the bowls up. Tamaki could see besides the many small cut vegetables there were lettuce leaves floating on top and upon finishing filling the bowls Sanae put into each of their bowls flowers cut out of young carrots which were floating on top as well, like lilies in a pond. Then she sat down across the table from Tamaki and smiled at him while shortly folding her hands: "Thank you for the meal", she bowed lightly and then started eating.

WC: 302
TWC: 1031

The texture of the drink suddenly changed in his palette as the blossoming fruits began to sparkle when he applied his mokuton chakra, embellishing his food with his imagination had always helped him stomach fruits even if their tastes had sharpened with age.
The soil had been rich with minerals and had been well watered through out it's age.
"You grow good fruit Mr..."
Tamaki lagged as he had forgotten as to whether Sanae had mentioned a last name or not.
Feeling embarrassed Tamaki lost the honorific in the glass of juice he had been drinking.
The smell of the food permeated the air soon before long and he salivated silently, the smell already was rekindling his depleted energy.
"I never knew vegetables could smell so good."
As the bowl was put down in front of him he put his hands together and bowed his head sharply.
"Thank you for this meal!"
He dipped a spoon into the soup and fished a lettuce leaf out of the broth before chewing on it nimbly.
He enjoyed the soup immensely and the culinary arts that had gone into it were masterful and very precise.
Watching the carrot bob up and down in the broth as his stomach was content, Tamaki couldn't bring himself to crunch down into the darling flower.
He drank deeply and sighed a breath of deep contentment, his belly was quite full and his energy was returning slowly.
He savored each vitamin filled spoonful, he wondered vaguely if they had grown the vegetables as well.

WC: 310
TWC: 804

He looked at him a little surprised as he did not seem to know their family name as it had some odd fame to it and then bared his teeth in a small grin he displayed to him: "Kaguya but since I see you are a friend of my daughter you can refer to me as Suichiro if you like to." Sanae looked between them back and forth and chuckled shortly. "Well they do when they are cooked nicely", she nodded at him and then shoves some noodles into her mouth. While she was chewing on them she looked at Tamaki as he ate with much pleasure as it seems. This kind of made her happy because he also seemed to do better after having down the first halve of his bowl. Well nothing to fix a hungry Shinobi better than something to eat. "I am glad you like it", she replied as he thanked her for the meal and took a sip out of her bowl shoving vegetables and noodles into her mouth. Then she saw Tamaki across the table who had eaten anything but the carrot flower. She chuckled and tilted her head: "I hope you are satisfied with your food, at least you seem it." She stretched her back and there was a cracking somewhere inside there. Suichiro looked at both children and raised his brows. "Well does someone want to tell me more about that fire thing?", he played eye ping pong between them and for the moment he seemed like the usual worried parent, something that both amused and surprised Sanae.

WC: 266
TWC: 1297

Suichiro Kaguya.
He had not heard of the Kaguya before yet a moments flash back to their mission when Sanae had pulled a bone out of her shoulder alluded to his doubts.
Her father is where she inherited her strong bones from, so he would be wary not to be disrespectful.
He rubbed his belly and felt the warmth mixing with the fruity elixir not a bad compliment or so he thought, on an empty stomach anything was welcome.
He rose from his chair and gathered his dish making his way to the kitchen to dispose and clean of his bowl.
Cordially departing from the table he offered his excuses, "Pardon me, please."
It was a custom to leave an amount of food on the plate to offer that you had fed him enough, the carrot sat at the bottom of the bowl untarnished.
Feeling a little whimsical after dinner, he conjured a wooden flute from his sleeve.
Concealing that he had created it himself as he was self conscious about these things, he sat back down and offered a modest request, "Do you care for music?"
He gave a short trill before smiling a small half smirk, showing some teeth like a good performer should after making such an assertion.
He looked around the house to see if it was home to any musical instruments of their own, he secretly wondered if they were made of bone.
The thought made his skin crawl, a haunting melody being whistled through bone would be another thing entirely.

Hearing the man's concerns regarding the fire was bemusing, "There was an argument in the town square and the fire started. Sanae and I were close by, we put out the fires and rescued the civilians inside. Sir. "
He gave his description of what had happened fluently and without stuttering, the wonders a full stomach could do for some one's eloquence.
He put the flute to his lips and tried a cautionary note to test the pitch of each note, ascending and descending in thirds.
He unzipped his jacket revealing his Senju insignia  on his shirt beneath and he began to play.
Freeing up the room to move his arms elegantly into position, he began to play.

WC:373
TWC: 1177