Four figures sped through the trees as they returned to their home of Konohagakure. On particular kunoichi was having quite the fit of excitement. She had been on a multitude of missions in the last month, and at last, the hokage had guaranteed her a day off, to which she much deserved. The adventure they were coming back from was nothing more than an escort B-rank mission. However, they had a minor scrape with a couple of rogue ninja, presumed to have defected from the Village Hidden in the Mist. No one was in any immediate danger, so the adversaries were simply knocked out and the team moved forward with their task. As the large gates leading into the Leaf Village finally came into view, a series of relieved sighs escaped the mouths of the group. "We're home," a petite, dark skinned kunoichi muttered.
A dark haired male let out a grunt, then added on, "Time for a nice hot bath," before they landed just outside the gates. The troop was exhausted, and no one seemed more relieved to be home than the definite leader of the group. "Oh hush now, Jinrai. There are much grander things to look forward to now that we are home!" uttered a tall, sun-kissed man, quickly lighting a cigarette as they walked into the hallowed streets of their village. Handfuls of academy students came to greet them, namely the girl on their team as she seemed to draw them in.
"Did you beat up any bad guys?" One boy asked.
"Did you meet any handsome boys?" asked a girl.
More questions were shouted, almost incoherently, one over the other. "Settle down, kids. I can't hear all of you." With her calm, tired voice, the children hushed. She began to explain the gist of their mission, not wanting to traumatize the children with any of the nitty-gritty and gore infested details.
The children left, giggling and muttering among themselves. "Glad that's over." murmured the last member of their group to speak. The girl looked at him spitefully. "Don't be such a buzz-kill, Uryou." The gray haired boy simple scoffed and headed for what would be assumed as home. "Where are you going," the girl began, although the older man seemed distant, "Hinoke? Where are you going?" She inquired.
"Oh! I'm sorry Kuma! I'm probably just going to head to the tavern. Care to share a drink?" The tired male asked. The girl's mass of hair just seemed to swish, perhaps having shaken her head 'yes'.
"I would enjoy that. Thank you." She said with a weak smile. As courteous as she behaved, she was as vile and brash as any of the boys, now almost all being chuunin some even as far as jonin, that she had trained with in the academy. Her pace seemed forced, and rather close to a shuffle. Eventually the other two younger men split their course and headed to their own destinations, leaving just the man referred to as Hinoke and the younger woman nicknamed Kuma. The remaing two entered Shushuya and set their packs in a booth.
"Two sake, please!" The somewhat scruffy faced man said as he lifted his hand slightly to notify the man working behind the counter. "On it, Hinoke!" The man called as he, brough them two bottles and their sake glasses.
The booth was surrounded by silence for a great deal of time, then suddenly the only noise to be heard was the flick of two fingers as the male jonin lit his cigarette, and one more clicking of fingers as he lit that of his counterpart. "Thanks," she muttered. The two continued on without much noise, content in their surroundings. Eventually the kunoichi broke the silence, messing with her uneven, shaggy quaff.