Rihoko-Nara

May 1995:   Colorado spring time was something that many looked forward too. Mild, temperate weather and crisp clear skies. On a quiet block in Grand Junction, Harper Ashlynn Hopp peered out a window in the tiny duplex. "Momma, let's go to the park!" She squealed, turning to face her mother. Julia sat on the beaten down floral sofa, ignoring her small daughter’s request. Harper moved closer to Julia, quiet and cautious. “Momma? Do you wanna go outside?” She asked again. Julia held a worn photo in her hands. It was Julia and a man, dark haired  with slate grey eyes. In his arms a tiny bundle, dark haired with the same gre

May 1995:   Colorado spring time was something that many looked forward too. Mild, temperate weather and crisp clear skies. On a quiet block in Grand Junction, Harper Ashlynn Hopp peered out a window in the tiny duplex. "Momma, let's go to the park!" She squealed, turning to face her mother. Julia sat on the beaten down floral sofa, ignoring her small daughter’s request. Harper moved closer to Julia, but in a quiet and cautious manner. “Momma? Do you wanna go outside?” She asked again. Julia held a worn photo in her hands. It was Julia and a man, dark haired  with slate grey eyes. In his arms a tiny bundle, dark hair. Th

       Tomoko stood in the mirror. It was odd to see the Anbu uniform on her slender frame, though it would be odder to have to wear a mask while on a mission. It wasn’t so much constricting, but the thought of having a narrowed line of sight and peripherals. She sighed and left her apartment. It was a short walk to the Anbu office, so she hadn’t bothered much with an umbrella. It wouldn’t be needed on a mission, only to get into the way and become cumbersome. Upon her arrival she found Kakashi and Yamato talking outside the door to the office. Yamato stopped and turned his head to her. “Tomo!” He smiled bri

 In the weeks that followed Rin Nohara’s funeral, the season had changed quiet drastically. Days that had once been sunny and warm, now were filled with rain and dropping temperatures. Konoha, a once bustling city, with citizens wearing bright colors, selling ripened fruits and fresh meats in the market place while the passersby discussed later plans. Transformed by the chill, the city’s inhabitants now hurried to seek shelter from the cold that had filled the city. The market now offering ramen, hot pots and further dishes to warm the body. As a new shower began to dampen the streets, those on the streets hurried and gathered u

 Konoha stood peaceful as the autumn breeze through Tomoko’s open window. Peace had filled the land now that war was finished, though not without it’s casualties. She had wrapped her top, tying it snug around her waist. Tomoko had taken her long ash hair, placing it in a braid that laid across her left shoulder. She sighed looking at her reflection. The last of the funerals for her graduating class…at least for now. She stepped out of her apartment and headed toward the ceremony, quietly grateful they had gotten such a beautiful day for such a beautiful soul. Kakashi sat under the large tree in the school yard. It had been

Castiel? (Knocking: Knock, knock, knock, knock) Do you wanna be a hunter? Come on lets go and try I never see you anymore Come thru that door It’s like you’ve gone away- We used to be best buddies And now we’re not I wish you would tell me why!- Do you wanna be a hunter? It doesn’t have to be with Crowley Cas: Not today, Harper Harper: Okay, bye… (Knocking) Do you wanna be a hunter? Shooting rock salt thru the halls I think some company is overdue I’ve started talking to the boys thru the walls- (DEEEEAN!) It gets a little lonely All these books and lore, Just watching the hours tick by- (Tic-Tock, Tic-