Disclaimer: I don't own 'Naruto' and I'm not making any profit out of this story.
-Horizon-
Summary: Life is a cycle. After a nightmare you wake up and day will come, then the sunset and dark and nightmares. Sometimes, you'll find yourself gazing out there to find something (anything) and you just hope, hope with all your heart, that you'll find it.
Rating: T for cursing, blood and suggestive themes.
Gender: Adventure – Drama – Romance – Angst – Hurt/Comfort – Family – Humor - General
Pairings: Multiple pairings. NaruHina, NejiTen and others.
Warning: Contains own characters (OCs). May contain yaoi and/or yuri couples, don't like don't read.
Note: Oh yes, I was supposed to update yesterday, but I hadn't have the time to proofread this chapter and I was out all day. It's a long chapter by the way.
-Green tea-
Turning around, her hand firmly in the towel rim, Amaya gazed at the window. And ANBU with a bird mask with blue markings was outside. Suppressing more shivers, she went to the window and opened it, her hand still clutching her towel.
"Yes?" She was slightly uncomfortable. She didn't blushed and the ANBU had his mask on, so if he has blushing it was concealed, tough his posture looked slightly tensed.
"Ibiki-san wishes to speak to you." The girl sighed.
"Thank you. I don't think Ibiki-sama will receive me in a towel, I'll go to change. Wait for me please." The ANBU nodded and politely turn around. The blond girl went for her clothes. In essence it was plain and functional, noting too weir or too fancy like what she had seen other wore. Her shirt was grey and sleeveless. It had a round small neck and four pockets. She used a belt on her hip. She had grey pants with wrappings around the ankles and standard black ninja sandals. As complements, she had black leather fingerless gloves and around her neck a triangular piece of black clothe; something along the lines of a necklace or a scarf. Her hitai-ate was wrapped around her head, the metal on the right side of her hair. The fabric was black and longer that normal, flowing with her hair. Finally, she also had a long black coat with long sleeves and high collar. She changed quickly, keeping her eyes in the man outside the window. When she finished she walked out of the apartment, knowing the ANBU will appear.
Together they jumped on the rooftops. Amaya's wet hair was flowing around her head and her wrist ached terribly. She winced when they finally stopped and jumped down on the street. The ANBU turned his head towards her. She nodded politely at him and walked towards the building. The brown wall had a dark brown plaque where the words 'Konoha Intelligence Division' were scribbled with dark paint. The ABNU nodded back at Amaya and retreated, leaving her alone. She sighed again. Why Ibiki-sama could not give her a day of rest? She walked the dark hallways quietly, not expecting to run into anyone. To her left a door opened and a man with long dull blond hair poked his head looking at the corridor. His eyes fell on Amaya and he smiled.
"Amaya-chan, what brings you here?" He said, opening the door fully and motioning her to come in. She nodded and went inside. There was a table with two cups of tea. Four chairs were placed around the table and on the right side of the room there was a counter, a stove with two burners and a fridge. A teapot was place on one of the burners. "Would you like a cup of tea?"
"Thank you Inoichi-san. Ibiki-sama requested me, I am not aware of what he wants." She said, sitting on one of the chairs. In front of her a man with shoulder-length brown hair with two long bangs in the front. He was sitting with a cup of tea in front of him. Along with his hair, his forehead protector obscured his eyes. She smiled at him, nodding. "Shimon-san." The man smiled in return.
"Amaya-chan, didn't you return from a mission yesterday?" The girl nodded. Inoichi poured her the cup of tea, which she accepted gladly as she didn't had breakfast yet. Shimon shook his head. "Sleep? Food?" She nodded and then shook her head, smiling. It was Shimon's way of voicing his concern about her and his complains about the Team Leader. Inoichi frowned and Shimon shook his head.
"You skipped breakfast." The brown haired man appointed. Amaya raised the cup and sipped the tea.
"You are not on a diet, are you? My daughter does them all the time. More harm than good in my opinion." Amaya laughed and shook her head. Shimon laughed behind his cup.
"It's not that. I was getting out of the shower when the ANBU came with the message." She said taking another sip of the tea.
"Shower?" Shimon inquired.
"I don't think that Ibiki-sama would receive me in a towel." She said, amused. Inoichi spat his tea, soaking the table. Shimon laughed. Inoichi began spluttering in the background, while Amaya and Shimon sipped their teas.
"A towel, really?" Shimon mumbled to her. She took another sip of her tea.
"It's true and awkward." Shimon nodded a smile on his face. Inoichi turned to her.
"Awkward?" The Yamanaka asked. She nodded and his eyes went wide. "The ANBU saw you?!" She nodded again. Inoichi seated down again. "Chivalry is dead, because I'm guessing he didn't knock the door." Amaya and Shimon laughed.
"He knocked the window." Shimon laughed again and said.
"Seriously a window?" Amaya finished her tea and nodded. Inoichi sipped his, still shaking his head. "Who was?" Amaya narrowed her eyes.
"He was wearing a bird mask."
"Maybe he likes you." Shimon said. Amaya glared at him and Inoichi began laughing.
"Who likes who?" The three of them turned to the door. The officer of the Konoha Torture and Interrogation Force was standing there. Amaya stood up and bowed her head. Inoicho and Shimon nodded.
"Ibiki-sama" Amaya said brushing her hair out of her face. He glanced at her and then at the men, waiting for the answers.
"We were developing the theory that an ANBU has a crush in Amaya" Shimon said hiding a smile. Amaya rolled her eyes.
"It's that so." Ibiki sat down. Amaya went for the teapot and refilled the cups, also pouring one for Ibiki and then sitting down. The man looked at her. "So, do you think you have an admirer?" Amaya sipped her tea.
"No, it was probably bad timing." Inoichi shook his head and Shimon smiled. Ibiki looked at her.
"Explain." Amaya sighed.
"He probably knocked the door, but I was in the shower so to corroborate that I was there, he went to the window." She took another sip of the tea. "In that moment I came out of the shower and we happen to get in that situation." Ibikki took a sip of his tea. Inoiche then talked.
"But he knew the exact window to the bedroom." Ibikki looked at him. Amaya shook her head.
"Small and standard apartment, exactly the same as many other apartments in the area. Him knowing that it's not relevant." She said. Shimon frowned and placed his teacup down.
"Then we'll have to assume that you theory is right." Ibikki said and sipped his tea again. "But, I didn't call her here to have tea and discussed her popularity with men." Amaya snorted quietly. Ibikki placed down the teacup and stood up. The blond girl followed him, nodding to Inoichi and Shimon with a small smile in her face.
Ibikki walked out of the room and into the corridor, Amaya struggling to keep in pace with him. She was short and her strides were considerably smaller than Ibikki's. He suddenly stopped and so did her, some steps behind him.
"Kid, stop it." She looked up at him, all sings of cheerfulness gone from her face. "I noticed it. You flinch with every sudden movement of your right hand." Amaya looked down at her hands.
"That bad?" She asked him quietly.
"Yes. Stop it. Go, find some real treatment and eat. I don't need you dying." He said sternly
"I did not knew you care." She said, almost teasing. Ibikki smirked.
"I'm Team Leader, am I?" Amaya smiled and walked next to Ibikki. "Now kid, go and update the information you collected in your last mission." The blond girl groaned.
"I thought that you said that I should go and get treatment." Ibikki's smirk became wicked.
"Oh, yes. But you are left-handed aren't you?" Amaya glared at him and continued walking. "Kid, what you did for Inoichi and Shimon…" She turned around, a sad smile in her lips.
"I know, it was so tense and… orange. I had to cheer them up."
I love green tea, like both the chapter and the drink. I normally write and draw drinking water and/or green tea. First of all, there's a description of how Amaya's clothes are. The shirt is a sleeveless and more girly looking version of the suit the Intelligence Division use. The coat and pants are the same than the rest of the division. I'll probably do a drawing of her on the next days. Second, Amaya also likes green tea (the only thing we have in common by the way), maybe (if a do a data book page) that'll be her favorite food (or drink…). Third, Ibiki's hobby is suggestive interrogation, which are questions that suggest the information that the questioner is looking for. The conversation they had contains some suggestive interrogation, also I think that as part of the Intelligence Division part of their training is to revise information, test out theories and discard them, like training for the mind and the perception. And last of all, she didn't try to kill herself or anything, she didn't get any treatment for the wound she received on the mission, preferring to do it herself. That's all.
-VD.