After traveling through the Susukino district Uziuke began to feel at home. It offered a lot of the same fun as the Main Islands of Kiri. Though the boy was headed back to Ayumi's place he had only one thing in mind. Earlier the boy ran into a pair of kids, a girl and a boy, neither looking older than 15. They asked the white haired shinobi if he had any yen to help out with their mother's injury. The boy ended up handing the kids over some medical herbs and helped them find a civilian with a bit of medical knowledge. Uzi hadn't participated much in the medical field so he didn't have enough knowledge to carry out the procedure himself. He was always glad to help out though.
The night's sky covered the village in complete darkness. It was enough to make the boy head back to his new home. The new garbs that the boy wore felt comfortable on his skin. He wore a pink silk buttoned shirt, revealing a bit of his chest. Two Kanji symbols lay on either side of the boy's chest partially visible. One read Astral while the other read Hell. His pants were an off khaki color. The clothing here was different from the clothing in Kiri probably because of the climate, but it didn't bother the boy. In fact, he liked the differences in what he saw. It's what made traveling worth while.
Uzi approached the snow covered mansion with pink cheecks. The thin gray hooded jacket that he wore was enough to keep the boy warm. That and the warmth of the alcohol was enough to keep him from shivering. The boy moved to the front door of Ayumi's complex.
As he opened the door he took his last sip of sake, opening another bottle as he stepped in the doorway. His eyes were teary as though he were about to cry, but not a tear fell from his eyes. A rather natural sweet aroma brushed pass the boy's nose as he stepped inside. The large snow covered tree that he chopped down earlier sat neatly in it's own corner of the entrance area. Various kunai, senbon, and shuriken hang from the tree. Near the fireplace sat a rug made out of some type of animal fur. Uziuke was relieved to finally be able to get a bit of rest after his adventure through the village. He still had quite a bit if exploring to do, but he could save it for a later date.
The white haired boy vanished, reappearing in one of the comfy recliners near the fireplace in a cloud of smoke. The heat felt as a kiss against the boy's skin as he removed his jacket. "I didn't get much done today. It feels as though I'm slacking off a bit." The boy merely shrugged, opening another bottle of sake. A number of bottles sat on a counter that the boy passed before sitting down. He took a moment to glance up the staircase leading to the second floor of the home. He wondered if the female shinobi was up at such a time. He didn't know if she was home or not.
He looked out to the small iced over pond just outside of the home. The pink petals of a fine flower growong on the branches of a small tree gave off the sweet scent that swept pass the boy's nose earlier. The pink petals were covered with snow. Uzi took another swig from his bottle of sake, watching as things began to become a bit blurry before his eyes.
