Disclaimer : I, on any circumtances, do not own what we would call an amazing extraordinary masterpiece that is Naruto. That privilege belongs to Kishimoto Masashi.
Chapter 1
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Akemi's POV
The sun had just begun to rise when I opened my eyes. I stared blearily at the ceiling of my new bedroom. It was tiring, this few last days. Among the panic of buying new house, new utensils and furniture, not to mention the art of actually arranging everything in place, I didn't have the time to think of my husband.
My ex-husband, to be precise.
I sat on my bed for a minute to difuse the dizziness that attacked when I got up too fast, happened all the times. There was a lot of work to do today. I needed to do groceries shopping, set up the store downstair, making sure everything is legalized... Yeah, let's start it by actually getting your ass off from the bed Akemi.
I entered the bathroom and started my daily routine. The house I bought was small, thank god I saved money. It was two-storey house and it was quite old, that's why I could get it with a fairly cheap price for a house, adding the fact that the previous owner was my father's friend and I could pay half the price before gradually paying him back.
My father's friend was an awesome man and no one can refute that.
The house had a small backyard and that would be my soon-to-be small garden, it was cheaper to plant your own food. The first-storey would be a bookstore and the second-storey will be my actual living space. The house was not located in the busier district but in the living district so I hoped my business would not flopped.
The second-storey had two rooms, a bedroom and a bathroom. The windowsill by the pink sofa I bought, I love pastel pink, was quite wide so I put a cushion to sit on and gazed outside, I liked to be dramatic don't mind me. My bedroom was basic, with a single bed, pink, and on its right side, a wooden dresser. It almost took up all the space. My bedroom was small, and I liked it. The bathroom was... Bathroom. Fortunate enough to get a bathtub and a shower though.
I dried off the water from my body before stepping out from the shower. Putting on the clothes, I walked slowly to the kitchen and started on my simple breakfast.
'I wonder if the remaining books have arrived yet...'
It was really fortunate that my father's friend helped me with the house funds, or I wouldn't be able to start off a small business. I hoped you live a realllllllyyy long and happy life, Takahashi-san.
I went downstair and started my work. Now where should I put this book...
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I looked at the tomato in my hand. It was not very fresh and I understood that because it was five in the evening after all, but it was a little bruised on the side so I thought it was a little pricey for a not very fresh and bruised tomato.
"Can you lower the price obaa-san? It was five in the evening after all. " I showed her the tomato on my hand. "A little bruised too" The old lady behind the stall frowned. "I'll lower the price if you take all of those left tomatoes." I nodded. There were just seven of those anyways. And I love tomatoes. I took the paper bag from her before smiling. "Good day obaa-san."
I would definitely come back to that stall again.
Walking back to my house was quite a task. I juggled the paper bags full of groceries in both hands and I don't really know how to unlock the door. Well, shoot.
I now saw the perk of being a ninja and having the ability to enter a room through the window.
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"You should've claimed that fruit stall y'know." Hikari slammed her hand on the table. I sighed. "That woman is with child. If I claimed that stall, they won't have any source of income. While I hate that woman and Yoichiro-san, I don't wish death upon their unborn child. I'm not that cruel." Hikari pouted. "B-but..." I smiled. "Thanks for worrying but I'm fine. I'm getting bored of looking at apples anyways."
Hikari shook her head, her blue shoulder-length hair whipped around, following her head's motion. "Sho-chan is worried too, you know. Saying how you never listened to her about how bad that bastard is when we were young." I twitched. "I'm still young. I'm 25." My dark green eyes narrowed. "Pfft.. You're ancient. Sho-chan and I are still 23."
"It's only a two years difference!"
"Yeah, whatever makes your old fragile heart happy." Hikari smirked. I rolled my eyes. "Why don't you bring another batch of fresh cookies from the oven for me then? I can't move my shaking legs." She bursted out laughing while standing up. "Yeah, yeah.. You tyrant."
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Maybe the next chapter will have some Kakashi in it? *winkwink*