The weather was beautiful; the sun was warm and welcoming, the cooling wind was soft and gentle, nothing but white puffy clouds roamed the sky. It was a perfect day for an evening out, but there was one woman that despite the weather did not seem to be having a good time.Hakuren was outside of her norm today as she normally wears her priestess outfit everywhere. One of her older sisters set her up on a blind date so naturally she dressed up for the occasion. Though truth be told she never went out on a date before and had no idea what to wear. If it wasn’t for her siblings she might have actually continue to dawn the outfit of a shrine maiden. However they did intervene picking out a little black dress that looked quite flattering on her.
The date was to be at a local restaurant that was having an interesting little event today. Hakuren was early and waits at a table for her date to arrive. She orders a water and tries to calm down. She was so nervous that her hands were visibly shaking as they lay in her lap. She tries to just listen to the music in hopes that she can calm down by getting lost in the melody, but this was not exactly her type of music.
She could not help but worry as question upon question enters her mind. Just what type of man did her sister pick out for her? Will he even show? What would she do if she gets stood up? What if the date goes well? What if he wants to take it to the next level? Hakuren face begins to tint with a shade of red with the last question to enter her mind.




Hakuren did not fail to notice that he did not answer her question about the headdress and the shamans. Did he even hear about how she dresses here as a priestess. However before she could speak ill of his neglect to listen to her the music stops. The event that was going on in the resturaunt was a concert of sorts. Two shinobi of young age; yet to even come out of the academy. They sang a type of music Hakuren would never understand, but as they sang they dodged attacks from the shadows. Senbon and kunai flew through the air at the twins, but each one failed to touch there target. When the music stops as they conclude their song, all the memories of the clones that were dutied with the task to attack the twin with projectile weapons soaked in poison. Hakuren presses a hand to her temple as the memories of multiple sources flood into her mind. The show was quite the spectacle and once over the two student’s joyously run towards Hakuren's table.