Violetta POV

Ino had looked absolutely shocked when Amethyst informed her that the colour purple she wore, was not really her colour at all. She took it in stride though, and luckily for her Amethyst had apparently recently designed a perfect outfit for her. The outfit she produced as the starter, until she could complete one identical and ones in the same array of colours for different climates she had for me, was quite beautiful and practical. A pastel blue accented with dark blue and pastel pink mesh.

Ino's dislike for hiding her arms, namely her upper arms because that's not what those lower arm covers suggested, meant that a pastel pink mesh with the same properties as my own clothes made up her sleeves. The top was like her old one but in the pastel blue with dark blue buttons and trim, and instead of a turtle neck it went down and covered her stomach. The skirt was form fitting and flexible, in pastel pink, and the tights were the same light mesh as the sleeves in the opposing color. The hidden pockets in her top were almost as covert as my own, and the four pockets on her skirt were deceptively small looking in their dark blue color. Ino was beyond thrilled.

"Kawaii! I look even cuter in this! It's so comfortable too Violetta, I have to rush to meet sensei, but I'll see you tomorrow neh?" Ino hugged me and vanished, dropping extra money into the tip jar on her way out.

Asuma POV

Ino... What was the old man saying about that new girl not being like most? The first thing she did was reinvent Ino's look, I'll admit it's more practical in some ways. It looks distinctly more civilian, and much warmer, but those colours...

"And I'm getting in a lot of different shades that match my skin tone and different climates!" Ah, well, at least Shikamaru and Chouji are the one's she's prattling to.

Violetta POV

Anko was impossible to find. Yesterday, I had considered it a fluke that I couldn't find her after training with Ino and picking out her new clothes. Settling for spending a few hours working on chakra control and helping cousin Amethyst and her daughter Lavender with Ino's clothes order instead. Then spending several hours meditating and trying to figure out my stupid visions.

Today, I met with Ino bright and early, but as she's not a morning person I wait to talk until after our run is over. "So Ino, how's it going?" Huffing, she dropped down beside me to start our stretches.

"Meh, sensei took us out for barbeque again last night! Even if I wasn't on a diet, who wants to eat just barbeque all the time?.." She kept talking about her team, and training, and how she wished they were more motivated "...Gah, how are you so flexible?" I laughed as I looked at Ino's attempt at the Killer Praying Mantis.

"Lots of practice, you'll get there. Probably." Rolling into a standing position, I help Ino up off of the ground. "Ready to spar?" Shoving me playfully she drops back into position and I follow suit.

"Ready to kick your butt, shorty." My glare could probably cut glass, but she just laughs at me and launches into her kata. It's a fairly even match, I'm faster than her but she's very slightly stronger, and she has a size advantage... Like everyone else. It takes nearly two hours of sparring for us to call in quits and fall into our cooldown stretches. Ino grumbling on how soon she'd have to meet 'the lazy bastard, baka-sensei, and the fa- Choji'.

"You know you love them, no matter how much you complain. I'll see you tomorrow, yeah?" Ino gave me a chagrined smile at that statement, but agreed and sashayed off to meet her teammates. Now, I just have to find Anko. Hmm, where's the nearest dango shop?

I had checked all of the dango shops with no results, and so I settled onto a bench in the park. Closing my eyes I pulled my legs up to sit criss cross, settling my hands into the familiar cradle position. Searching for my center I leveled out my chakra, pushing out kinks and blocks where I could. I began trying to trigger my gift. Not that I actually knew how to do that, I've had much better success with suppressing it most of the time. Now however, I let go of it and wait. And wait. And wait. Finally, I get frustrated. According to my mother, great-gran had never had this problem. She was able to trigger and control her gift on a whim. Maybe it has something to do with the fact that she had only one been able to see into the future. Suddenly I decide, that I should just get a mission instead of dwell on it.

The walk to the mission center didn't take very long at all, and lo and behold... Anko. She's arguing with the man at the missions desk, looking vehemently angry, and so I edge around her to try to talk to the woman at the desk instead. It doesn't seem like a smart idea to bug her right now.

"Hey, you! Wanna go on a mission with me? Fuck wad here is being difficult. No solo missions available my ass." With what is probably a slightly shocked look on my face, I look at her. What the... Maybe triggering my visions doesn't work the way I think it should, I'm definitely going into the attic later to find gran's journals.

"Actually, I've been looking for you, so sure. I'm only a genin though, limited options." Slapping her hand on the table she turns back to the man.

"You heard the girl, she's game. Give us a D-rank for now, hop to it." He looks terrified as he begins searching through the papers on his desk. Anko turned back towards me, "So, what were you looking for me for? Did you miss me already?"

"Uh, well, I was hoping you'd consider training with me in the afternoons... Or whenever works for you I guess." Anko gave me a peculiar look, like she was puzzling out whether or not I was being serious with her. Luckily, she was distracted for a few moments when the man handed her the paper with our mission on it.

"I'll think about it, let's go."