"Ino! I swear to god if you don't get out of that bathroom!"
The constant banging on the bathroom door only made the young nin roll her eyes, continuing to apply mascara to her long eyelashes.
"You know, mom will kill you if you break the door down, again." she pointed out, which halted the banging. Ino grinned in victory, knowing she had won the battle.
"Alright," the older girl on the other side growled, "I'll just find another way in."
Ino Yamanaka watched the door for a second as grumpy footsteps stomped away.
"Whatever." she grumbled, deciding she should apply some eyeliner. Who knows, maybe Sasuke will notice her eyes and even compliment her about them. She smiled brightly, cheeks pink at the mere thought of the Uchiha talking to her.
Carefully tracing, she slightly stuck her tongue out in concentration. A stupid habit she learned from her si-
"GOTCHA!"
Ino shrieked, falling backwards and ultimately running a line of eyeliner down her cheek. She looked to the side, eyes wide as her sister stood in all of her glory. Disheveled from sleep, her hair stuck up at random spots and she could see a leaf sticking out.
Isamu Yamanaka smiled triumphantly, hands placed on her hips at the shell shocked Ino.
"What. The. Hell." Ino said, scrambling to get up and look in the mirror. Only to whine once she saw her makeup was ruined. She sent a glare over to her sister, who was closing the bathroom window.
"You could've just waited, I was almost dumb. Idiot." a tick mark appeared on Isamu's forehead, as she turned on her heel and pointed accusingly at her sister.
"Almost done for you means an hour of gushing about Sasuke, Oohhh Sasuke you shouldn't have! Mmuh Sasuke do I look good today? Smooooch, I love you Sasuke-ku-" Ino threw a bottle of strawberry shampoo at her sister, who stopped her horrible impressions with a snicker while dodging the bottle.
Isamu sat on the closed toilet seat, running a brush through the knots she obtained from sleep and climbing through the bathroom window. Silently grumbling about the fact her mother insisted on having a rose bush under.
She pulled a leaf out, looked at it a minute before throwing it behind her back dismissively.
"Hey, who's team were you on again?" Ino asked, looking over for a second before applying eyeliner, for the second time.
"An old hag with no sense of humor, whatsoever." Isamu grumbled, remembering all the times she was hanged upside down from a tree for playing pranks.
"I mean seriously? How could someone be so boring, but she did have her good moments." she said with a smile, standing up from the toilet to stand next to her shorter sister.
"Move over." she nudged Ino over, who rolled her eyes. Though still stepped over a bit.
"One time, I had a tough mission and fractured my hip and when I woke up their was a pot of flowers that the nurses said was from her. Which was a little counterproductive, seeing as we own a flower shop, but it was the thought that counts y'know?" Ino hummed in agreement, only half listening to the story as she looked at herself in the mirror. Isamu's eye twitched, as she slapped the back of her sisters head.
"LISTEN WHEN SOMEONE IS TALKING TO YOU, BRAT!" Isamu yelled. Ino turned to her with a glare, holding the back of her head.
"WHY SHOULD I LISTEN TO A WRINKLY, OLD LADY?" Ino countered, stomping to the door and unlocking it before walking out.
"OH NO YOU DON'T, WHERE DO YOU THINK YOU'RE GOING?!" Isamu slid out of the bathroom as Ino turned on her heel and stuck out her tongue.
"GOING TO SCHOOL! OR ARE YOU TOO OLD TO KNOW WHAT THAT IS?" Ino screamed as Isamu barreled towards her, running around the kitchen table, Isamu parallel to her.
"TAKE THAT BACK!" she yelled, running around to Ino who screamed and tried to run away.
"NO WAY, GET AWAY FROM ME, YOU'LL SPREAD THE WRINKLES!" Ino yelped as Isamu lifted her up in her arms. Trying to wriggle away from the angry woman-
"GIRLS." A voice bellowed, causing both girls to freeze and look to the source. Their mother huffed, patting down her apron and replacing her scowl with a kind smile.
"Let's not do this in the morning, ne?" she innocently tilted her head, and the girls knew that there was nothing innocent about that.
"Right," Isamu chuckled nervously, hastily setting down her sister and patting her head, "were good, good, very good." Ino swat at her hand, causing Isamu to narrow her eyes challenging her, daring her to say otherwise.
"Whatever." she huffed, skipping over to her mom with a smile and hugging her.
"Be safe and have fun." their mother, Noriko Yamanaka smiled down at her youngest daughter. Ino nodded, running off to the door.
"I'll be off!" she said, Isamu waved.
"Tell Choji to save me some chips!" she yelled as Ino waved dismissively at her. She then looked to the clock and began to sweat.
"SHIT! I AM SO LATE!" she screamed, sprinting back to the bathroom.
Noriko gave a hesitant smile as the bathroom door slammed shut and rattled the house.
"Ok, who would win? A lobster with wind jutsu, or a bird with water jutsu?"
"Who let you out of the psych ward?"
"..."
A moment of silence.
"The lobster? Yeah, I thought so too."
"You're impossible."
"Aaww, but you love me anyway Toro-kun!" Isamu cooed, wrapping her arms around a cringing Toro Nara.
"Drop the kun." he said, sighing as she pouted, retracting her arms. She huffed, flopping backwards on the grassy hill they sat on.
She's known Toro since her first year at the academy. She had fallen and spilt her juice on him and then proceeded to blame him for ruining her juice with his body. Good times, good times.
"You nervous?" he asked, laying down too, although more gracefully than she did. She thought on it for a moment.
"No, not really. I mean, should I be? I hear some of the kids are weird."
"You'll fit in with them perfectly then."
"Mean!" she said, pouting. She knew he didn't mean it though, growing up she got used to his constant sarcasm and teasing. It was just another part of Toro, and she loved it. He was amazing, although lazy, but still amazing.
She watched the clouds slowly go by at a snail's pace, a bird fluttered by tweeting some unknown bird tune. A soft breeze blew her hair slightly. It was nice, peaceful.
She could hear Toro's rhythmic breathing. Sometimes she wished time could freeze so she could enjoy the small moments longer.
Of course as soon as she thought of that it would be interrupted.
"Issssaaaa-chan!" all the air left her lungs as something heavy fell on to her chest. She sputtered as the small child giggled happily, waving at Toro, who gave a small grin at his friends obvious pain.
"Dear god, how heavy are you?" Isamu teased, rolling on her side so the little girl plopped on the grass smiling.
"Hmm, I don' know." she said, tugging at a long strand of Isamu's blonde hair. Isamu smiled down at the 5 year old girl, she was a small girl with short brown hair and matching eyes. A rather plain, average child but Isamu loved her all the same.
"So, Karina what's your plan for today?" she asked the little girl, who shrugged. She put one of her pale small hands on Isamu's cheek and smiled, ultimately melting the older girls heart.
"Can I play with you?" Karina Ogami asked, smiling as Isamu nodded enthusiastically. Toro only sighed, knowing that his good friend was wrapped around the little girls finger.
"Don't be loud about it." he said, looking over at his friend as she sat up with a pout. Something turned in his stomach as she made that expression. He ignored it.
"Fine, grumpy pants. C'mon Karina! Let's go get some ramen!" Isamu declared, picking up the giggling girl and running off, waving goodbye over her shoulder.
Something akin to disappointment bubbled in his chest. He sighed while closing his eyes.
What was wrong with him?
"I spy with my little eye, something that is grey!"
"This thing!" Karina said, tapping the hitai-ate tied around her upper arm with her foot.
"Yup, aren't you a smart cookie?" she reached up and tapped the little girl on her shoulders nose, who giggled happily. She had actually meant the hokage monument, but it wasn't that big of a deal so she let it slide. But if it had been anybody but her she would have happily said nope and skipped around.
"Kay.." Karina looked around a moment before smiling. "I spy with.. With. something that is white!" Isamu chuckled at the little girls trouble, her heart swelling at the little girls lisp. Maybe she just steal her and run away and live happily ever after with her? Sadly, her parents would probably miss her. Oh well.
"Hmm, the clouds?" she asked, thinking she had gotten it.
"No!" Karina laughed, her little hands playing with her hair.
"Okay, how about that woman's kimono?" she looked up to a grinning Karino, who shook her head.
"No!"
Since they were walking through town, there was quite a lot of things that were white. And she could have seen something they had already passed.. Stopping in the street and looking around with squinted eyes. She could see Ichiraku ramen from here, her eyes almost continued on until she noticed a certain someone inhabited one of the seats.
"Kakashi's hair!" I declared, causing Karina to laugh as Kakashi looked over, slurping up some noodles.
"No!"
Isamu frowned, walking over to the stand and sitting down next to a confused kakashi. Sitting down Karina in a chair next to her, making sure she would topple off before looking over at Kakashi with a smile.
"Yo, how's it going Kaka of shi?" she said, laughing at her own joke. Kakashi's eyes crinkled, showing he was smiling slightly.
"What was that about my hair?" he asked, eating some more noodles, looking over to the blonde woman as she smiled down at Karina.
"It's white, were playing I spy. Though right now i'm losing." she pouted playfully at Karina, who laughed.
"Ah." he said.
"Isamu! Long time no see." Ichiraku greeted, his wrinkled face smiling calmly.
"It has been a while? Miss me?" she asked cheekily, resting her head in the palm of her hand. Ichiraku laughed good heartedly, already preparing her regular. He looked back over as he was preparing the broth.
"And what would the little lady like?" he asked, causing Karina to smile and wave at him.
"I want what Isa-chan's havin'!" she said, causing Kakashi to raise an eyebrow as Ichiraku nodded with a chuckle.
"Isa-chan?" he asked, well more teased. Isamu laughed, pointing a thumb at her chest with a grin.
"The one and only!" Kakashi smiled at her joy with the little girl. He had grown up with her too and was used to her outgoing personality. She would really help him out too seeing as she was sort of like Naruto and he was a little lost on what he should do or act around the boy. Seeing as he would soon be on his team, which reminded him..
"Are you excited about your team?" Kakashi asked, watching her nod.
"Yup! I'm sure I can handle some angsty 12 year olds and teach them the ways.. Probably." she said smiling, patting Karina on the head.
Even though her personality could be over the top sometimes, he knew she would be fine. She was an excited person, but she could be calm and collected when it was necessary. She was also an exceptional ninja, even having come up with her own jutsu.
"Here you go." Ichiraku said with a smile, giving the two girls the large bowls of ramen. Her mouth watered.
"Itadakimasu!" both girls yelled, digging in. Isamu let out a happy noise slurping up the noodles. Something turned in his gut at the noise.
Isamu paused for a moment, swallowing the food in her mouth.
"Wait, what was the white thing you saw?" she asked, taking another bite of her ramen.
"Your white hair I saw."
She spat her food out, eyes wide.
"WHAT?!" she yelled, hands flying up to hold the top of her head as Karina giggled, obliviously eating her noodles.
"I don't have white hair! Right?!" she looked at Kakashi, who had to suppress the chuckle threatening to come out. He mock squinted his eyes and leaned forward.
"I don't know, but is that wrinkles I see?" he said.
Isamu's entire face paled, she seemed to stop breathing.
"No! I AM NOT OLD!" she yelled, jumping off her stool, grabbing a giggling Karina and bolting out of the ramen shop. He blinked as some coins landed on the counter.
Ichiraku chuckled, collecting her payment. Kakashi blinked before cracking a smile.
Isamu had no white hair or wrinkles, in fact she was one of the most youthful out of the adults. He cringed, he sounded too much like Guy in that sentence.
She was constantly worrying about aging even though she was only 24.
He sighed, paying for his meal. She sure didn't act like a 24 year old.
Isamu sat, brooding while staring at her kitchen table. When she had dropped Karina off at her house she had been graced to know that it had been Ino who told Karina that.
So, she was currently thinking of ways to completely obliterate her 12 year old sisters life. She couldn't do anything to her family because she was her family. And she liked her friends too much, so it just left Ino to get the punishment herself.
She had considered dying her hair pink, but felt like she wouldn't wake up the next morning because she had been murdered in her sleep. Maybe another day.
What then?
Speaking of the devil, Ino just walked in and Isamu smiled at her. Making the young teen freeze.
"What?" Ino asked, referring to Isamu's stretched smile.
"Hm? Nothing, nothing at all. Just happy to see my dear, beloved sister." Isamu said sweetly, sipping the orange juice in front of her.
"Okayy." Ino said, heading towards her room. "Can you get any weirder?" Ino mumbled under her breath as she closed her bedroom door. Isamu scowled. Screw living through the night. Ino was going down.
Isamu chuckled, grinning Evilly.
Revenge is sweet.
Later that night when the streets of Kohana were silent and everyone was asleep besides one individual in the Yamanaka residence.
Isamu tip toed in to her sisters room, a container of red ink and brush in hand. She had decided red to make sure everyone could see her hair.
Snickering, she unscrewed the top and began to paint her sleeping sisters hair.
Ohhoo, Isamu was so dead.
You likey? Cause I do! Writing this was actually a lot of fun.
Do you like Isamu Yamanaka so far?
What's wrong with the boys and digestion issues?
Will Isamu live through the night?
Will she be a good team leader?
Who would win, the lobster or bird?
Well, you'll just have to continue reading, won't you?
(btw, just for clarifications sake, since I couldn't find Ino's mother's name I just named her after the Japanese voice actor, Noriko suzuki.)