Color Me Emotional *Chapter 3* Lilac

*((Revised!))*

By: Kitty Amani

Suddenly through the darkness came a bright light, which made a young, dark haired kunochi moan loudly in protest and yank her soft, black comforter over her face. The one in the room, who caused her discomfort by pulling back the curtains of her window, chuckled to himself as if he thought his plan had been clever. Hearing his noise of pride, she emitted a low growl, as if warning him to go away. Only a few seconds passed before she felt the bed cave in from his weight as he set at her side.

"Miss Tylina," Yukio cooed, gently pulling the cover from her upper half. She squinted as the light hit her eyes once again, then she began to squirm and whimper slightly. The young boy laughed, holding the blanket tight as she grabbed at it in an attempt to cover herself back up. "It's time to get up!"

"Yuki, it's my day off," She whined as she pushed herself up on her elbows. She had one eye halfway open and the other one completely closed, trying to get use to the light. "All I want to do today is sleep." Yukio frowned and shook his head.

"Well, you don't always get what you want," He said in a mock sympathetic voice. Then, his lips slowly curved up into a crooked smile, almost a smirk. "Because, you see, I was hoping to spend the day with my best friend."

"Go bother someone else," Tylina mumbled in an annoyed voice before she, once again, reached to grab ahold of her stolen comforter. Yukio quickly stood and jerked it all the way off of her, revealing her sleep attire that was a white tank top and white underwear with purple and pink polka dots.

"Get Upppppppp," He smirked, tossing the blanket to the floor. Tylina pushed herself into the sitting position, mumbling insults and curses as she attempted to rub the sleep from her eyes. Yukio roared with triumphant laughter. "That's the spirit!"

"Yeah, Fuck You," Tylina slowly climbed to her feet and stretched her arms above her head before leaving an overly happy Yukio in her room while she made her way down the hall to the bathroom. As she trudged through her morning activities as she did every day, bathing, brushing her hair and teeth, make-up, she remained basically thoughtless aside from 'Here we go again' and 'Hasn't this scene played before?' When she had finished everything, she made her way back to her room where she found Yukio lounged out across her bed, staring blankly at the ceiling. Tylina raised her eyebrow in confusion but she continued over to her closet, searching for an outfit that looked even remotely mood lifting, but found only disappointment.

"Why is this village so boring?" Yukio questioned in a far away voice, as if he was almost completely lost in thought. Tylina threw a glance his way as she pulled off her night clothes and replaced them with a pair of solid purple underwear and a matching bra. He put his hands behind his head, not even noticing that he had a naked girl in the room with him only seconds before. "I mean, you think being guardian shinobi would make our lives more interesting, but Gaara never really goes anywhere, not since we were hired anyway."

"Gaara likes to keep to himself," Tylina shrugged as she pulled on a dark green, fishnet covered skirt over a pair of fishnet stalking. She continued as she pulled a black tank top over her head. "It's not his fault, he just has trust issues."

"But don't all of us," Yukio's eyes narrowed slightly as he pushed himself up so that he could look at his friend. "Isn't that why we were picked for the job, because we all were outcasts?" Tylina stared deep into his eyes, biting at her lip.

"Yes, but none of us know pain like Gaara's," She glided over to the bed and set on the floor in front of the young boy, holding up to him a hairbrush and a hair tie. "I truly and honestly believe that, even after all the death I've seen and the loneliness I've felt." Yukio hesitated, and then nodded slowly before taking the articles handed to him. As he twisted her hair into a long braid, the two set in silence, lost in their own thoughts of their pasts. Tylina saw the faces of her parents, her sister and her sister's fiancé, and the face of her sensei. She knew the thoughts in Yukio's head centered around their dead sensei as well, but also around the deaths he himself had caused. Tylina was cursed and Yukio was a murderer, and that's how they came to know isolation. Poor Sunshine was a social outcast because of a rumor started that she not only had sex for money, but tried to seduce the wives of the families that resided in Suna.

"I'm done," His voice came out just above a whisper, setting the brush down at his side. Tylina gave him a weak smile before pushing herself to her feet. She reached her hand out to help Yukio up, and he gladly took it.

"Hey, now," Tylina forced a chuckle. "Let's go out and have some fun. You can buy me lunch." Yukio snorted.

"Oh, how lovely," He replied sarcastically. "I get to treat Princess Ty to ramen."

"It must be your lucky day," She winked at him as she grabbed his hand and intertwined their fingers, pulling him out of her room and toward the front door. They were both giggling uncontrollably like little kids as the raven haired beauty opened the door to the outside world, where they were greeted by an unexpected sight. A young woman with blonde hair stood on the stoop, fist raised as if she was about to knock. She wore a short, pale lilac one-piece with a red sash tied around her middle and a long wooden object on her back that appeared to be a giant fan. Behind her stood a boy a couple years her junior, his dark hair pulled back into a ponytail. He stood in a slouched position, hands shoved deep in his pockets, showing his obviously lazy personality.

"Hey, you two," The girl smirked, crossing her arms in front of her chest. "Going somewhere?"

"Temari!" Tylina cried, practically tackling her to the ground. Temari laughed as Tylina planted a friendly kiss on her cheek. "I missed you desperately!"

"Hey, Shikamaru," Yukio took a step forward and held his arm out to the leaf shinobi, who nodded, reaching out and grasping the older man's wrist in a firm handshake.

"Why are you back so early?" Tylina questioned, taking a step back so that Temari could have some breathing room. She cast a glance over at Shikamaru, who shared the same intense look in his eyes as she did. Her gaze then returned to her fellow sand kunoichi.

"We actually wanted to talk to you about that," She said in a serious tone. It was now Tylina and Yukio's turn to share a look, one of extreme confusion.

"But not here," Shikamaru stated the obvious in his usual monotone voice." I've been walking for three days straight. Let's go get something to eat and sit down."

"Definitely," Tylina smiled, hooking both her arms around Temari's right one. "My best friend needs rest."

"Seems like my best friend needs to lay off the caffine," Temari chuckled as Tylina began to lead her down the sandy road. Yukio pulled their front door shut and followed behind the two girls, Shikamaru at his side. Temari began to go on about the ninja of Konoha and what she did while she was gone. Tylina tried her hardest to pay attention, but she kept zoning out, wishing she could have these fun adventures as well. Her thrills came vicariously through the oldest of the siblings and she couldn't help but get a little jealous sometimes.

'Lilac,' She thought, smiling as Temari continued talking. 'The perfect color to describe Temari. Soft and beautiful, bold and independent, smart and in charge, something that every young woman should aspire to be. Lilac is a color that one doesn't see every day, one that you would have to actually look for. Temari, your definitely my best friend and role model, especially that since your back, Kankuro and I no longer have a date tonight.'