November came to an end bring with it the promise of snow sometime in December. Inojin who birthday was coming up as well but seeing as he would be going back home to September first when this dream like school was done he had stubbornly refused to tell Sev and Scorpius then it was after all he'd still be ten until December come to his world so why should he get his hopes up before then. However in a small fault of events by winning the Quidditch match and having the wrong drink at the party after wards, the whole house had learnt that his birthday was the fifth of December. What the drink was called Inojin never did learn but by the following day everything was back to normal so he assuming the house had forgotten his birthday only to walk into the common room to find it decorated not in charismas colour but in purple and silver to celebrity his birthday.
It was soon evident that the whole house was through a party in the common room for him with lots of chocolate treats as the students from other house excluding Gryffindor found excused to suddenly conversing to random Slytherin about it. By the time lunch was begging served in the great hall it was clear that even the schools house-elves know about it as they cook up dish from Japan and China as well as other Asian countries as it seem that were they thought Inojin was from. Luckily the food was similar to Konoha's, the main different Inojin notice was that it was flavoured with spices and herbs in combinations not use in Konoha making some the dishes taste better than home while other were less taster but still good. The best by far was their ramen, don't get it wrong it was far from being able to stand up to Ichiraku Ramen Stores' ramen but it was still the close Inojin had come to taste. It made him feel better about not being at home.
Of course the looks on the Gryffindor's face in particular Rose's face at being served all that foreign food without any of the usual food they were used to were a unintentional gift from the house-elves that Inojin loved as he explained to the Slytherin's, and prefects from the Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff tables, what most of the dish were called and its main ingredient as that was the same as in Konoha. For example Takoyaki is a wheat four-based batter typically filled with minced or diced octopus and is a ball-shaped Japanese snack often sold at festivals.
Rose sour face come from the Asian dish known as a Boneless Chilli Chicken which include garlic and ginger paste and what look to her like a ton of green chillies with their seeds making it not only spice but a hot dish. Inojin did warn that this dish for those who liked hot dish along with Grilled Fish that was South-East Asian, the Banh Cuon also known as Vietnamese Dumplings, Diced Chicken in Black Bean Sauce and Asian Sesame Chicken Salad. While for those that didn't mind a bit of a bite to go for the Vegetarian Khow Suey, Thai Fish Curry, Japanese prawn tempura, Asian BBQ Chicken or even the Hazelnut Asian Lettuce Wrap.
The houses also notice quickly that trying to copy what went on Inojin's plate wasn't going to help as he avoided placing fatty meats dish on his plate, but would recommend it to those who's taste it suited, while he put a little of lots of the dish on to his plate without regard to whether it was Hot and spice, mildly spice or just plain. It also didn't seem to faze him were the dish come from as he put cheese coved Takyaki next to Chinese Chicken Fried Rice with Banh Cuon on top which went next to the Hazelnut Asian Lettuce Wrap. It seem that if they'd hope to learn where he was exchange from by what cultural dish he would eat was never likely to happen. It was a real pity as he could try to explain that the Chinese dislike for the Japanese didn't exist in Konoha but as he had no idea what it was they dislike each other for and their cosine along with most of the Asian food were normal in Konoha but he it seem that he'd have tell them he wasn't from any of those countries but form a place with a mix of them.
Final to confuse by what would be alright to eat that didn't have chillies in it a Gryffindor Fourth year girl braved her house rage to go over to the Slytherin table preparing herself to beg the first year to tell her. The tables watch out the corners of their eyes as she hesitantly approach there the first year sat with the two most undesirable companies as the one was thought to be a squib and the other the Dark Lords child. Taking a deep breath before speaking to the middle one who she had known idea if they were a boy or a girl.
"Um, sorry to bother you but I – " She start softy barely auto able to the three before the Konoha resident interrupted her by standing up and leaning towards her.
"You would like to know the non-chillies dish as you don't like them and most of these dish appear to have them, right?" Inojin whispered into her ear. "I don't mind telling you but you cannot tell or let the Granger-Weasley first-year girl know. If she wants to know she can come ask herself."
The four-year girl was at this point to glad not to have to beg and the whole school new about Rose's telling this child who the Dark Lord's child is on the train along with two Slytherin seven years ending up in the hospital under that rumour had made Rose this child's enemy and honestly most of the student body was aware how much smarter and talented the Slytherin was compared to a fifth year that they were willing to listen to the kid even if it was wrong. Nodding the four-year girl agreed to Inojin's terms and got the information she want before heading back to her table where she sat down as far out of Rose's site as she could forcing her friend to move as well.
No other Gryffindor come over as the older students careful question the girl or prefect form the other houses about what to eat leaving their first years to guess at what food to eat from what was before them under the eyes of the Slytherin's as the watch the table delighting in any unfortunate choice made. The best moment for Inojin came when Rose unaware that the sushi she'd pick contained wasabi blended with fine chillies burn her mouth from it and made things worse by drink water. When dealing with spice or hot dish water only makes things worse by increasing the burn factor where milk colds it. Which was why the Slythenrin's had all placed milkshakes with their food in case of underestimating their food choice as they learnt how spice and hot the dish could be.
Of course this was just the perceiving to the house party in the common room for him. Somehow they had received permission to have a per-party where two out the three reaming house were invited too in the dungeons before going to the actual planned party in the common room in place of dinner. Who would have thought a house known for the most evil wizards and witches of all time could through one of the best pre-party and party around?
The house had no problem catering to the Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff chooses in musical, party games and foods. If it was thought to belong at a party they had it on offer. If it was cool and stylish in any way the party offered it. Looking for a place to sit down and catch your breath? No problem the lounge area was so charming that you could read a book in pure comfit or even take a nap if you like. You want to make snow angels and have a snowball fight between house? Come this way to the Arena. Ice-skating or dancing? Now don't be shy, just name it and you will be shown were to go. What entertain would you like? It's not a problem at all. How many rules are being broken? Better to ask what rules are not being broken at this kind of party. Oh where you going? Please don't leave just yet for you see you've forgotten your party favour gift.
The gifts to Inojin were all varies school supplies or treat from Hogsmeade by the older students who had the lucky of visiting earlier. In he's trunk from the founder there was a gift of more books. All in all it was well into the next morning before the party end and they went to bed after breakfast. Where many of the Gryffindor were informed by their friends in Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff as to what they did at the party and how good the food was to eat. Naturally this only fuelled the Gryffindor's against the Slytherin's rivalry for the house cup as planned by the Slytherin when they excluded the Gryffindor's from their party. Hey when you're only seen for the bad you do on a whole it's only fair that you use it to your advantage and if you can show you're nice side while you're at it, why not?
Christmas was coming. One morning in mid-December, Hogwarts woke to find itself covered in several feet of real snow. The lake froze solid. The few owls that managed to battle their way through the stormy sky to deliver mail had to be nursed back to health by Hagrid before they could fly off again. The Gryffindor made use of the froze lake to go skating but compared to the party's ice ring the other house weren't so interested in it. No one could wait for the holidays to start. While the Slytherin common room and the Great Hall had roaring fires, the drifty corridors had become icy and a bitter wind rattled the windows in the classrooms. Worst of all were Professor Magnus's classes down in the dungeons, where their breath rose in a mist before them and they kept as close as possible to their hot cauldrons.
"I do feel so sorry," said Ross, one Potions class for she was still furious about the food on Inojin's birthday, "for all those people who have to stay at Hogwarts for Christmas because they're not wanted at home."
She was looking over at Inojin as she spoke. Her friends chuckled. Inojin, who was measuring out powdered spine of lionfish, ignored them. Rose had been even more unpleasant than usual since the Quidditch match and his birthday had been the last unfair privileged she was willing to stand after all Inojin's parents had not fought against the Dark Lord with Harry Potter as his best friends that honour belonged to her parents. Disgusted that the Gryffindor had lost and that Inojin was treated like an important hero in her eyes, Rose, jealous and angry, had gone to taunting Inojin about having no proper family in the country to visit by a summing that he was unwanted by his family as he never got any owls from home.
It was true that Inojin wasn't going back to Konoha for Christmas not that he could even if he'd wanted too. And he so did want to go home, he miss his mother's temper and his father quite manner plus the Christmas market at Konoha always draw a crowed from the other nations as they come to sell or buy but it look perfect for painting as it was decked out in lights and colours. Professor Magus had come around the week before, making a list of students who would be staying for the holidays, and Inojin had signed up at once as where would, he go otherwise. He didn't feel sorry for himself at all as the idea of see where they'd put him while the school was out seem likely to be a dump. Sev and his brother were staying, too, because Mr. and Mrs. Potter were going to Romania to visit their Uncle Charlie. Although after hearing that he work with real Dragons, Inojin wish that they could go to as he'd bring out his best behaver just to get to draw one dragon but as he didn't have any art supplies here there was no point in asking.
When they left the dungeons at the end of Potions, they found a large fir tree blocking the corridor ahead. Two enormous feet sticking out at the bottom and a loud puffing sound told them that Hagrid was behind it.
"Hi, Hagrid, want any help?" Sev asked, sticking his head through the branches.
"Nah, I'm all right, thanks, Sev."
"Would you mind moving out of the way?" came Rose friend's cold drawl from behind them. "Are you trying to earn some extra money, Yamanaka? Hoping to be gamekeeper your-self when you leave Hogwarts, I suppose — that hut of Hagrid's must seem like a palace compared to what your family's used to."
"My family has a normal flower shop and own an entire compound bigger than Hogwarts as my parents are in well-paying jobs, I don't need to work after school or ever in my life as I have all the money needed for eighteen life times." Inojin said as he flipped a Galleon in to her hand as if it was nothing. Well he awoke to find that every week he got an amount of seventy Galleons, five hundred and ninety-five Sickles and three thousand four hundred and fifty-one Knuts to spend however he liked.
So he got the Daily Prophet to learn more about the news the magical community liked, as his new little kitten love using the newspaper as lining for it bathroom, and he also acquired the following; Witch Weekly, Which Broomstick, the Quibbler, The Wizard's Voice and The Wizarding World News. Not one of these papers even question when he'd asked for back papers to at least a hundred years ago, it was far harder to try and get information from the ten other wizarding schools.
So far he know that for him to have been exchange for one of those school it was most likely the Japanese school Mahoutokoro that takes students form seven years old. He had vague memories of a palace made of mutton-fat jade on a volcanic island that he use to dream of until this year. Inside his trunk as if to further this belief that this is where he was from was their enchanted robes that not only fitted him but where slowly changing colour line in gold although he fear that when the seventh year in this place was done the whole outfit would be gold.
Uagadou the Africa school was but a big mystery to Inojin as all he could dig up on it was the address 'Mountains of the Moon'. Ilvermorny was his North American choose and the more he learned of it the more he was sure that it would be his choose on wizarding schools if given a chose in this matter but he wasn't so knowing more about it would have to do. Durmstrang Institute was so far the most interesting of lot as it reputation was the darkest thanks to Gellert Grindelwald who had ties to Hogwarts Headmaster Sev Dumbledore, it was this ties that made it interesting. Castelobruxo in Brazil was just too into it's Herbology for Inojin's taste but it's Magizoology made the idea of wearing bright green robes a fair deal to him, plus schooling in a rainforest. Beauxbatons Academy of Magic boast of alchemist gold had a cordial relationship with Hogwarts although the healthy rivalry with Hogwarts was Re-establishing by their Headmistress Olympe Maxime, it was the vast amount of languages spoken that with their blue robes that appealed to Inojin. And this was all he could find on the other schools he could have gone to instead of Hogwarts but hey he posable only be trying to find out the same thing as here. Would someone please tell him why he's here already?
"As if I'll take your slimy money you oily pig. Your just a Dark Lord wanna be, you filthy little bitch." Polly Chapman yelled at Inojin as she though the coin back at him. Sev dived at Polly just as Magnus came up the stairs.
"POTTER!"
Sev let go of the front of Polly's robes.
"She was insulting Inojin. Sir." Scorpius try to tell what had happened.
"Be that as it may, fighting is against Hogwarts rules," said Magnus silkily. "Five points from Slytherin, Potter, and be grateful it isn't more. Move along, all of you."
Rose, and her friends pushed roughly past the tree, scattering needles everywhere and smirking.
"I'll get her," said Sev, grinding his teeth at Polly's friends back, "one of these days, I'll get her —"
"I hate them all," said Inojin, "Rose and her friends. All they do is spread one rumour after another. I wish I could go home for the holidays as I love going gift shopping with mom. As an only child I'm the focus of all the family traditions it's really fun. A birthday and a holiday in the same month without any overlapping, you know usually if your birthday near Christmas it not celebrates separately but together."
So the three of them went off to see the Great Hall, where Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick were busy with the Christmas decorations. The hall looked spectacular. Festoons of holly and mistletoe hung all around the walls, and no less than twelve towering Christmas trees stood around the room, some sparkling with tiny icicles, some glittering with hundreds of candles.
"You will write while I'm away, won't you?" said Scorpius. "And send me an owl."
Once the holidays had started, Sev and Inojin were having too good a time to think much about anything. They had the common room to themselves, so they were able to get the good armchairs by the fire. They sat by the hour eating anything they could spear on a toasting fork — bread, English muffins, marshmallows — and plotting ways of getting Rose's friends expelled, which were fun to talk about even if they wouldn't work. Although Inojin did think of a few that were posable but he was sure that that was not why he was in this place so he kept them to himself.
Sev also started teaching Inojin wizard chess. This was exactly like Muggle chess except that the figures were alive, which made it a lot like directing troops in battle. Sev knew them so well he never had trouble getting them to do what he wanted. Inojin played with chessmen he'd gotten out of the box although he told Sev he'd bowered them, and they didn't trust him at all. He a very good player and yet they kept shouting different bits of advice at him, which ignored as he'd win every time they played. "Don't send me there, can't you see his knight? Send him, we can afford to lose him."
On Christmas Eve, Inojin went to bed looking forward to the next day for the food and the fun, but not expecting any presents at all as his family didn't even know he was gone. When he woke early in the morning, however, the first thing he saw was a small pile of packages at the foot of his bed.
"Merry Christmas," said Sev sleepily as Inojin scrambled out of bed and pulled on his bathrobe.
"You, too," said Inojin. "Will you look at this? I've got some presents!"
"What did you expect, turnips?" said Sev, turning to his own pile, which was a lot bigger than Inojin's but smaller than what Inojin got at home.
Inojin picked up the top parcel. It was wrapped in thick brown paper and scrawled across it was To Inojin, from Hagrid. Inside was a roughly cut wooden flute. Hagrid had obviously whittled it himself. Inojin blew it — it sounded a bit like an owl. Inojin felt bad about it as Hagrid only spoke to him and Scorpius because Sev was Harry's son. Albus Severus Potter was not like his dad as far as Inojin could tell and being Slytherin did not help Sev become popular in this place.
A second, very small parcel contained a note.
We received your message and enclose your Christmas present. From ....
Taped to the note was a yang piece.
"That's friendly," said Inojin.
Sev was fascinated by the yang pence.
"Weird!" he said, "'what a shape!' This is money?"
"You can keep it," said Inojin, laughing at how pleased Sev was. "Hagrid and my exchange sponsor — so who sent these?"
"I think I know who that one's from," said Sev, turning a bit pink and pointing to a very lumpy parcel. "My Grandmother, I told mom you didn't expect any presents and — oh, no," he groaned, "she's made you a Weasley sweater."
Inojin had torn open the parcel to find a thick, hand-knitted sweater in violet and a large box of homemade fudge.
"Every year she makes us a sweater," said Sev, unwrapping his own, "and mine's always bottle green. Rose gets a baby pink one. Lily's is white and James is cherry red."
"That's really nice of her," said Inojin, trying the fudge, which was very tasty.
His next present also contained candy — a large box of Chocolate Frogs from Scor.
This only left one parcel. Inojin picked it up and felt it. He un-wrapped it, something fluid and amethyst went slithering to the floor where it lay in gleaming folds. Sev gasped.
"What is it?" he said in a hushed voice, dropping the box of Every Flavor Beans he'd gotten from Scor.
"If that's what I think it is — they're really rare, and really valuable." Inojin answered as he pick it up and look at it closer. "Just as I thought it a silk Kimono from the Edo period, judging from the tear in the rapping its part of my sponsor's gift or it was sent from home to my sponsors who attach it with their gift for me."
Inojin picked the shining, amethyst cloth off the floor. It was strange to the touch, like fire woven into material and a reminder that in this world they still couldn't tell what gender he was.
"It reminds me of my dad's invisibility cloak. Well try it on Jin, I've never seen anyone were one before." Sev said as Inojin looked at him and smiled. Sev had just given him a great idea.
"Alright I'll wear it for today only but you have to wear your 'Weasley sweater' and take a pick with me in mine to send to your gran Sev." Inojin instead as he watch Sev way the offer, the Kimono being from the Edo period was hand made with a fire bird in dark purple and black at the hem. Despite the female colour (amethyst) or the kimono it was a male's one with a dark purple under nigh collar top and a black belt with purple detailed to hold it closed the hemming was purple as well. The long sleeves end just above the 4 inches hem, that when Inojin was wearing it would touch the ground, had fire and feathers patented to go with the fire bird and a sleeveless plain purple with black hemming cloak to completed the look of a prince in the Edo period.
"I hate bottle green," Sev moaned half-heartedly as he pulled it over his head. Inojin had already put on the violet sweater grabs a camera to take the photo. After the photo Sev turns back to his presents as Inojin changed into the Kimono. It didn't take him as long as Sev thought it would but it wasn't the first time Inojin had to wear one as his mother had made a point of dress him in them as a little kid for photo with only his gran stopping her from place him in girls kimono's.
Bending by his trunk out of Sev's view he wrote a quick note on the blue stationary set and places it in the second box within his trunk before taking out his shinobi sandals to wear with the Kimono before walking over to the mirror next to his bed to do his hair. As per norm he ties his shoulder-length hair in a small ponytail allowing the rest to fall about his face but today he adds a hair accessory that looks a lot like a chop stick to Sev. What Sev das not know is that it is sharper than a needle and if Inojin throw it at someone's heart it would go through the skin into the heart. The dark purple hair piece with the delict décor was no ornament nor was Uchigatana or Tantou blades in his trunk but even if they make the outfit more realistic he doubted the professors would let him keep them. As the blades remind him of the Tantō which is simply a small katana use by medical-ninjas', chūnin and shinobi going into battle who wear them strapped to their lower backs however his Tantō like his father's, who had given him the katana for his eighth birthday, was a the version Root uses a straight and double-edged with no tip, meant only for cutting and defense.
Inojin had never in all his life had such a Christmas dinner. A hundred fat, roast turkeys; mountains of roast and boiled potatoes; platters of chipolatas; tureens of buttered peas, silver boats of thick, rich gravy and cranberry sauce – and stacks of wizard crackers every few feet along the table. These fantastic party favours were nothing like the ones usually bought in the village, with their little plastic toys and their flimsy paper hats inside. Inojin pulled a wizard cracker with Sev and it didn't just bang, it went off with a blast like a cannon and engulfed them all in a cloud of blue smoke, while from the inside exploded a rear admiral's hat and several live, white mice.
Up at the High Table, Professor Longbottom had swapped his pointed wizard's hat for a flowered bonnet, and was chuckling merrily at a joke Professor Flitwick had just read him. Flaming Christmas puddings followed the turkey. Sev nearly broke his teeth on a silver sickle embedded in his slice. When Inojin finally left the table, he was laden down with a stack of things out of the crackers, including a pack of non-explode-able, luminous balloons, a Grow-Your-Own-Warts kit, and his own new wizard chess set. The white mice had disappeared and Inojin had a nasty feeling they were going to end up as Mrs. Norris's Christmas dinner.
Inojin and Sev spent a happy afternoon having a furious snowball fight on the grounds. Then, cold, wet, and gasping for breath, they returned to the fire in the Slytherin common room, where Inojin broke in his new chess set by winning spectacularly to Sev. After a meal of turkey sandwiches, crumpets, trifle, and Christmas cake, everyone felt too full and sleepy to do much before bed except sit and watch the fireplace. It had been one of Inojin's best Christmas day ever. Sev, full of turkey and cake and with nothing mysterious to bother him, fell asleep almost as soon as he'd drawn the curtains of his four-poster. Inojin leaned over the side of his own bed and opened his trunk.
Something fluid and silvery grey went slithering to the floor where it lay in gleaming folds. Inojin picked the shining, silvery cloth off the floor. It was strange to the touch, like water woven into material. Inojin threw the cloak around his shoulders. Inojin looked down at his feet, but they were gone. He dashed to the mirror. Sure enough, his reflection looked back at him, just his head suspended in mid-air, his body completely invisible. He pulled the cloak over his head and his reflection vanished completely. Inojin pulled off the cloak and seized the letter. Written in narrow, loopy writing he had seen before were the following words:
As you asked for one powerful invisibility cloak left in our care and it will not cause any trouble should it come in contact with its present day self. Both can be used together if necessary as this is now a new one.
It is important for your future so it'll be in your care from now on.
Use it well.
A Very Merry Christmas to you.
There was no signature. Inojin stared at the note. He let the material flow over his hands, smoother than silk, light as air. He had to try it, now. He wrapped the cloak around himself. Looking down at his legs, he saw only moonlight and shadows. It was a very funny feeling. Suddenly, Inojin felt wide-awake. The whole of Hogwarts was finial open to him unsupervised in this cloak. Excitement flooded through him as he stood there in the dark and silence. He could go anywhere in this, anywhere, and Filch would never know.
He crept out of the dormitory, down the stairs, across the common room, and climbed through the portrait hole. He set off, drawing the invisibility cloak tight around him as he walked. He came to a sudden halt in front of a tall suit of Armor. Perhaps because it was dark, he didn't recognize where he was at all. There was a suit of Armor near the kitchens, he knew, but he must be eight floors above there so that put him on the seventh floor.
A door stood ajar to his left. He squeezed through it, holding his breath, trying not to move it, and to his relief he managed to get inside the room. It was a few seconds before he noticed anything about the room he had hidden in. There he was, reflected in it, and there, reflected behind him, were at least ten others. Inojin looked over his shoulder — but still, no one was there.
He looked in the mirror again. His mother was standing right behind his reflection was smiling at him and waving. His father standing next to her put his arm around her. Behind her stood a man who had to be Inoichi, he had long ash blond hair reaching into his back, which he wore spiky on top and ending in a long ponytail, blue-green eyes and strong facial features, which included a well-defined jaw line. Inojin look around again.
It looked like an unused classroom. The dark shapes of desks and chairs were piled against the walls, and there was an upturned wastepaper basket – but propped against the wall facing him was something that didn't look as if it belonged there, something that looked as if someone had just put it there to keep it out of the way. But to his knowledge this classroom shouldn't be here. The only thing that was meant to be in this location was burnt out Room of Requirement.
It was a magnificent mirror, as high as the ceiling, with an ornate gold frame, standing on two clawed feet. There was an inscription carved around the top: Erisedstraehruoytubecafruoyt on wohsi. Inojin moved nearer to the mirror, wanting to look at himself but see no reflection again. He stepped in front of it.
The reflections did not fade and he looked and looked until a distant noise brought him back to his senses. He couldn't stay here; he had to find his way back to bed. The next night he passed the ghost of a tall witch gliding in the opposite direction, but saw no one else. Inojin spotted the suit of Armor. He pushed the door open. Inojin dropped the cloak from around his shoulders and ran to the mirror. The third night he found his way more quickly than before.
Inojin open the book he brought with him, one he'd gotten for his birthday and read out loud, "'The happiest man on earth would be able to use the Mirror of Erised like a normal mirror, that is, he would look into it and see himself exactly as he is.' Meaning that this mirror shows me nothing more or less than the deepest, most desperate desire of my heart, my family which are not here. 'However, this mirror will give us neither knowledge or truth. Men have wasted away before it, entranced by what they have seen, or been driven mad, not knowing if what it shows is real or even possible.' Which is why it was moved but I guess it was brought back here and will be gone tomorrow but if I ever do run across it again, I will now be prepared. 'It does not do to dwell on dreams and forget to live, remember that.'"
Inojin stood up. "Thank you for showing me them anyway, I wish I could have met them all."
Inojin look at them again, closed his eyes and focus before opening them again. In the mirror just now behind his father stood two women who had not been there before, both had his pale white skin which contrasts with their straight long black hair, and dark eyes.
One wore the Kimono of a priestess only it wasn't the normal white and red. Her's was sliver with black rose were the Haneri was white with a soft see though black lace Haori and plain purplish-blue. She look to be as deadly as she was pretty, as Inojin watch her, she leaned forward hugging his dad from behind as his mother wound only were his mother look up at her husband with love the woman in the mirror look towards Inojin showing him the tears she cry over that that she loves but couldn't keep. She seems to be no older than eighteen the deep cut just view on her throat told the story about why she wasn't around.
The other women look old about twenty-one with no visible sign of injury on her. Her hair was in a high ponytail. Her Kimono was short for combat with an Anbu look to her, bottom layer was black with the middle layer plum colour and the layer was lavender with cobalt hems. The sleeves were lavender at the top till just under the armpits then plum till the wrist wear fine black lace hem. The obi was a navy blue colour with obijime like the headbands they would wear after graduation but were the Konohagakure symbol would be or the obidome a clan symbol was instead. Inojin looked closer at it trying to make it out but all he could tell was that it appear to have a crest moon in it and something similar to what he'd seen in this world. Her Tantō was on her left side in the obidome, she moved closer to the other woman and his father. Look back at her face Inojin saw not the tears like the first woman but a look of protectiveness that seem to suggest the want to possess not only the woman and his father from harm but him as well.
He look at them hard for a moment longer to memorise them completely before waving goodbye and leaving the room behind him and going back to bed.