A lethargic shinobi (open)

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OOC; Since it has been at least a week, we're unfortunately going to skip Seiga. We'll just assume he is still sitting with us and nodding along with the conversation while just taking the very last few bites of his ramen. He doesn't want seconds either. My post is just a tad bit shorter than usual. Hope you don't mind! ^^;

The giggles and cackles bubbled up in the young woman. "Kukukuku! Oh ho ho ho! I see, I see!" Miku covered her mouth as she continued to go about her daily routine of laughing hysterically. So, all he had wanted was to see where she lived. If it weren't for the fact that she was so easy going and a higher rank than him, she might have been a little intimidated or weirded out. After all, most wouldn't usually admit to such things no matter how innocent they sounded. "Urahara, while you are a ninja and you were just curious, it may be best if in the future you refrain from admitting things like that to people you have just met. Especially with women. They just might get the wrong idea." She bounced a little in her chair as she continued to laugh, her body shaking with tiny tremors. "And I really don't think you're a stalker nor wish to come across as one." Though she was wiggling with laughter, she was able to keep her voice at a reasonable volume along with her party members. Only a few other patrons could have possibly overheard the young woman. For some reason she just found it rather funny. Stalking was no laughing matter, but her she was. Laughing away like someone had cracked a joke involving a drunk Raikage verbally abusing some poor civilian while ANBU attempting to calm her down. Wait, was that even funny or was that just kinda sad? Either way she was still giggling.

She was having such a good time with the two boys and was glad she wasn't one of those always straight-faced adults. Could she even really be considered an adult personality wise? It didn't matter. Her laughter died down and her tiny tremors ceased. "It's cool, though. Since you know where I live now, you can visit whenever if you'd like. It's a small apartment as you saw, but I almost always enjoy the company anyways!" It was true what Miku had said. She did almost always enjoy the company. The very few times she didn't was when something had put her in an irritable mood, such as when she realized that her apartment needed cleaning again or in the more likely scenario in which she had gone to roll over only to roll completely off her bed. That was always an abrupt awakening. "I can make tea and sweets! Or maybe you'd like to hear me play the koto sometime? Invited or not, feel free to just pop in any time!" She repeated, just to make sure that the message got through her party member's heads. "But anyways, I still insist I pay." Her last statement gave off a sort of vibe that their was no room left to decline her offer and within seconds she had the money pulled out of her panda coin purse. She set it down onto the counter in front of the three ramen bowls with a few coins making a 'clang-clank' noise and a few bills making a rustle like sound. Their was a tip, too.

Miku swiftly closed her panda coin purse and held it in her left hand. Her chin rested in her right palm as she altered between looking at Seiga and Urahara. "So, what would you two gentleman like to do now?" She questioned with a semi-serious, semi-playful voice. "Do any of you have something to do? I didn't have anything planned for today besides cleaning, but I finished that." The corners of her mouth rested from their usual grin and relaxed as she thought of the possibilities. Perhaps a walk or a swim? Maybe they would go and be lazy and just lie down on some grassy area? Maybe they wouldn't be able to do anything else and would have to go their separate ways until next time when they had the free time? She mused and drummed her fingers on her chin while awaiting for one of them to come up with something. The Chef came by after a moment to pick up the money and a young woman with an apron came by to pick up the now empty ramen bowls. Miku gave them a polite smile and then went back to drumming her fingers in some indecisive thought process.

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Ura looked at Miku as if she were crazy, who would have thought she was so insecure about her place of residency. If she was so paranoid perhaps she shouldn't have shown him where she lived in the first place, but then again he had forced the situation upon Miku. The more Urahara thought about it the more he began to sweat. He was starting to understand that his actions were quite stalker like in the light of justice. He threw his arms up in the air and started to yell "araara?!?!? me?!?! a stalker!?!?!...KEHH?!?!" As he fell he landed on his butt, though because of the way he fell it caused the bill of his hat to fall forward on his eyes. This made it harder for him to see without looking upwards. He took deep breaths, recogniton of how retarded he must look he started to blush a bit, but in truth he found that he was starting to revert to his normal attitude, rather than being a dark and gloomy indifferent bastard. The ground was dusty and dirty, thus causing tan stains to get on Ura's clothes, as he stood up the blotches became more apparent and he looked at them with bleak interest.

Urahara took his right hand and dusted the coarse material off with a few disdainful strokes, not really bothering to remove it all. He took his hat off and started to twirl it on his left hands index finger; he started to speak a bit of a monotone "Tis not unusual for a male to want to know the location in which an attractive female lives." It was more of a comment, or an excuse to himself rather than an excuse to Miku, but unannounced to him it was aloud for everyone to hear. "But....knowing the place in which you live does make me a stalker in a since because i do find you attractive.....keeeeehhh" he rubbed the back of his head in confusion and his lips and eyes had an annoyed vibe to them, however to anyone else it would seem comical. He put his hands in his pockets and started up at the ramen tent's roof, analyzing the plain features while puzzling around with different ideas of something that wasn't as awkward as the coversation. "Perhaps a spar...if you want to beat up on your students." Urahara said, a bit depressed by the day, well more so on how his reputation was in ruins, but now he had the sink or swim attitude and didn't really care about it that much at this point.

A bit pooped from posting, but i did try. Very Happy

btw, i've posted shit tons today. this is my third post today...one one thousand, other seven hundred thirty, and then this one.....me pooped. :p

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OOC sorry for not posting I've been preoccupied with my personal health.

Seiga slumped in his seat, falling forward and landing face first on the table with a small snore, the boy had fallen asleep for a few moments. With a loud roar he would tear himself from his nightmares and leap up to land sitting on the back of his seat watching the other two with wide eyes, as he began to hyperventilate before slowing his breathing. Panting slightly before moving back to his seat and looking at the comical Urahara and laughing. Doubling over holding his sides Seiga would roll about in his seat. Jumping up to his feet to stand he would yawn and then stretch "Urahara-san I don't think you're a stalker," smiling to Miku he would slowly crouch down to eye level and whisper not very well in her ear, more as a joke than anything "you should probably start locking your windows and doors at night," winking and hopping back to stand just out of Urahara's arm's reach carefully calculating the distance with a quick glance down. Standing there and pretending to stare at the floor as if in embarrassment he would cloak his smile.

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Miku winced at Urahara's yelling and stared at him with wide emerald eyes. People thought she was crazy? The corner of her mouth twitched as the young man's hat covered his eyes. He was taking deep breaths with a blush grazzed over his cheeks. Had she embarassed him? 'It was only a joke! Surely, he wouldn't take me that seriously! Everyone else doesn't. For the most part, that is...', she thought while the corner of her mouth twitched again. She said nothing but watched as he stood up and began to twirl his hat. It was a reoccuring thing, a habit if you will. He spoke in a monotone fashion, babbling on, appearing quite comical to the young woman. Then, out of nowhere, Urahara began to study the tent roof. What was so interesting about the roof? Was it shiny? Miku lightly bit down on her lower lip to prevent any laughter. It was hard with a little genin next to her, laughing away. Laughter truly was contagious. Like the common cold.

She stood up from her chair along with Seiga only to be surprised by his rather witty remark. It was unexpected and absolutly hilarious. Not only was it clever, but the wink he added in was just priceless. Perhaps he wasn't as shy as he appeared? Miku cupped her cheeks and began to laugh hysterically. Her eyes barely watered, like before, but this time from joy. She slumped over and wrapped one of her arms around Seiga's shoulders. Her stomach began to cramp from her laughter. She took her free hand and wiped her eyes. "You think so, Seiga?" She asked with a fake question just to play along. "Oh, that was just too funny! Priceless! Oh ho ho ho! You guys are hysterical!" Miku stated with so much happiness you would almost think she had candy beams coming out of her eyes with unicorns and fairies flying all around her. The young woman didn't respond to Urahara's suggestion, but had thought about it. Yes, the three were to have a spar, but not by Urahara's definition.

"Hey, I know what to do! Come on, let's go!" The kunoichi looked around the place. It was time to leave. They were done eating after all. Unexpectingly, she lightly grabbed Urahara and Seiga by the elbow and walked out onto Kumogakure no Sato's streets. She took the role of being the leader of the group like she always did. Ever since she was in the Academy and even up to the Chuunin Exams, Miku was the leader and further more, the hero. She hummed happily while dragging along the two boys. An occasional lyric could faintly be heard. Something along the lines of a 'super awesome fun time!' and 'so many things to do!' and an occasional sound effect that made no sense what-so-ever. A few civilians gazed curiously at the oddly grouped trio. What were they doing? What were they going to do? Were they related? It felt to Miku as if she had known them for years and was having the bestest of best times! They might as well as be part of her family seeing as how she went about with them. Anyone that knew Miku knew that if she cared for someone, she would be very protective and would not let any harm be done to them in any shape of form. A bright sincere smiled gleamed off her face and could have blinded a blind man. It was then that they reached Miku's neighborhood. She hadn't spoke of what she planned for them to do, but was rather fond of the idea. Her humming continued as they twisted and turned throught the village.

It didn't take long before she reached the stairs that lead to her apartment door. "Now you two just stay right here...I'll be back..." Miku said while leaving the two at the end of the stair case. She marched up them quickly and unlocked her front door, barging in. A few minutes passed before she came back down the stairs with what appeared to be three squirt bottles. She gave Urahara one and then Seiga one, clutching onto the last one with a hint of a child like energy sparkling in her eyes. Without warning, the young woman squirted her water bottle at Urahara's hat and then again at Seiga's noes. A cackle escaped from her lips as she skipped in between the two boys and away from them. She stuck out her tongue and winked, squirting them again. "Kukukuku! Squirt spar!" Miku yelled at the two before darting behind a near by tree, using it as her base-slash-shield.

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Ura's brain was going off like a dead man's heart moniter. It was a loud beep that registered a lack of thought. The fact of being called a stalker had stunned him into silence, his eyes widened and his mouth formed a big o. His eyes were wide and a bit blank; he looked as if a ghost had smacked him right in the face and shouted boo. Slowly, very slowly the sound of his heart was heard throughout his mind. bum bum...."im' bum bum..."not" bum bum "a" bum bum......"stalker!", jumping up at the last phrase, pointing very directly at Miku. As he spoke he noticed Miku resisting the urge to laugh, it was obvious despite her futile attempts to be modest. In the short time he had known her he was sure that her laughter was not based on an pretense, merely that she always laughed and anything was amusing. "Tetsumi-san...I promise I’m not a stalker, even if i were I would never hurt or do any kind of obscenity....im a good person with ambitions......why would such a claim be placed on me.....it’s human nature to want to know where someone lives...an interesting fact..." his voice monotone again, resuming the incoherent blathering.

Then, an obnoxious laughter that could only come from Miku, he knew it and almost at that moment knew he was in for some embarrassment. Though to his surprise it was Seiga she was laughing with, apparently he had said something funny. He leaned in closer to hear what Segia was saying apparently he did not think he was a stalker, he was glad but then he caught the whisper that was allegedly not to be heard by him. "Oiiiii....Koori-kun.....I could eaisly break locks and windows..." his voice slightly raised at the beginning, but reverting to a monotone when talking about the window breaking. What happened next alarmed Urahara, Miku grabbed him and Seiga by the elbow at the mention of sparring. He had suggested a fight, not for her to drag him across town like he was some murderer meant to be tortured. "Oi oi oi.....Tetsumi-saan, where are we going?" he asked as his feet dragged on the road, dirt staining the bottoms of his pants and socks. "OOOOOIIIII" he asked, being ignored as Miku indignantly dragged him across the village.

After a while it appeared like they were back where Miku had taken them to get her money, he wondered with a deep intent as to why she would bring them back here. Wouldn’t this only provoke the accusations of him being a stalker? He didn’t want people to think that…he was decent person. He began to sweat as he looked at the other houses, they all seemed well kept and nicely constructed. Her neighborhood could not have picked a better plot of land, nor contractors. Ura knew that if he were to buy a home it would probably be within this area, but then he froze as if he had heard a gunshot, hanging his head low he spoke quietly so nobody could hear him “I am a stalker…this is Tetsumi-san’s area…”

They rounded the corner and came at the front door to her apartment, he looked at Seiga with a questioning glance, confused to what was going on. Then, as if his question was being answered she reappeared, handing them three squirt bottles. He stared at it like a deer seeing headlights. She jumped behind a tree, squirting water at them as she did so. His eyes widened as it squirted him directly in the face, missing his hat because he had attempted to dodge it by ducking. He blinked a bit, uncertain of what had just happened. He did not believe that something this childish would be so amusing, but yet who was he to judge what other people did for fun. He watched at the other squirt epicly raced towards Seiga’s nose. He yelled as if he Seiga was about to die "koori-san, WATCH OUT!", but without waiting for the results Ura ducked behind a row of bushes like a commando, laughing like a maniac “Tetsumi-san, Koori-Kun….I think I will win this…” grinning as the smell of fresh dirty entered his nose.