A bar in Konohagakure. 9 P.M.
The badly lit place didn't make much of a comfort, but it was a beginning. The crowded place mostly was of depressed civilians or ninja's that finally had a day off, and used it to drown themself in western liqour with their comrades. Said place was the current house of two kunoichi's that was sitting in the bar, one darkly brooding in her sake, the other happily drinking.
Mitarashi Anko downed her cup of sake and turned to stare at her friend again. "Why did you call me here again?" she asked with a goofy smile. The frost haired woman looked at her in disbelief and then rolled her light amber eyes.
"Should have figured you'd forget by the time you saw it." The woman snapped irritably. Anko put a hand to her chest in mock hurt before bursting out laughing.
"Seriously! What kind of friend do you take me for! Ahahahaaah..." Anko said loudly as her laugh went into a intake of breath. "Your pregnant?" she asked, grabbing the drink out of the white haired womans hands. "WHAT!" she screeched, gaining alot of attention.
The pale cheeks of the woman went red in a second as she glared her friend down. "NOO!!" she yelled loudly, grabbing the bottle of sake and downing it in one chug. Anko rubbed the back of her head nervously and smiled apologetically. "Saa ne.. One puts one and one together and you get.." she started but trailed off as she saw the look on the womans face.
"Nani?" Anko exclaimed while holding her hands up like she couldn't do anything about it. "Yuki-chan, you know what I mean!" she said and pointed at her with a half empty bottle of sake. Said woman waved the bartender over with her finger as she noticed the distressed look on her friends face.
"My mother is coming to visit." Anko spluttered, sake running down her chin onto the counter as she stared at Yuki after the last statement.
"Oy! Bartender! Cut the sake and bring the vodka!!"
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Anko wasn't exactly so trivial. Neither was Shikaku Yuki when it came to family matters. But who would, having the old Daimyo's blood flowing through her veins. Bad enough being a bastard offspring, as she would put it.
Yuki's mother was cursed from Yukigakure. Not only had she been fooling around with the Daimyo, she'd become pregnant too! And she wasn't even purely human, like the rest of them. At this part of the story, Yuki often sneer and probably mumbled highly inappropiate words about said village.
Yuki's mother, Mori, descended from the frost warriors. They exsisted before the ninja war, and gradually died in the constant changing of the worlds. Mori was a beautiful woman, indeed. But the tales of her descendors kept people away. Rumours about them coming in boats and mating with angry ice sprits in the old mountains made people glare and suher their children away.
No wonder Mori set her pregnant butt off to Konoha, where a more liberal Daimyo and Kage ruled. She slipped into the crowds, noone knew anything of the tales of the Snow country, until the Sandaime stuck his nose too far into the library. He informated her that he knew, and she slowly grew pharanoid and crazy, would break down the moment someone looked at her too long, to intensely. She fleed away from Konoha, leaving the newborn at the hospital.
And now, Dragi Mori was dragging her insane self back to Konoha. Only one thought crossed the snow-haired ninja:
Shit.