Haniki skipped her way down the road of Konoha's Red Oak District, arm linked with her good friend. She knew it beyond well and easily evaded all of the imperfections that littered the street and guided Yuki along. Unlike the vast majority of their fellow villagers, Haniki lived here as opposed to the white oak district. A second story addition was made to her father's restaurant that housed the small family of three. It was because of this placement that Haniki would often be found in the library to complete any work she needed to do. Her home was simply too busy and distracting during the day; but it sure smelled delicious at all times.
Arriving, Haniki guided them to the side door that led directly to the kitchen. She pulled back the curtain covering the door, a wave of heat and spices escaping. "Papa! Yuki's here!" She announced, her voice resounding through the room.
Her father's voice rang back in an excited tone, "Yuki? That's great! I'll send some snacks up in a bit!" He couldn't pop out of line to show his face at the moment as the dinner rush was starting, but Haniki understood.
"Thank you!" She shouted back before replacing the curtain and turning back to Yuki. "Come on! My room's upstairs," Haniki chimed and lead her up and into their small home. The interior was very minimalistic. A few pictures, her mother's old forehead protector, a vase of fresh flowers Haniki's father brought home as a surprise for her mother. Most of their decorations instead filled the restaurant beneath them.
"Do you think your family will let you stay the night?" She asked her friend beside her with hopeful eyes. Haniki had managed to steal Yuki away after their classes at the academy had concluded for the day, but overnight might be pushing their luck a little too far. Haniki opened the door to her room to reveal a moderately sized bed, definitely large enough for two ten-year-olds, a wide open floor and numerous pillow thrown into the open space. The far wall served as a large bookcase with shelving installed directly onto it. Books in a rainbow of colors covered the wall from top to bottom, a mixed of published literature and personal notebooks. She threw her bag to the foot of her bed, inviting Yuki to relax and make herself at home.
Arriving, Haniki guided them to the side door that led directly to the kitchen. She pulled back the curtain covering the door, a wave of heat and spices escaping. "Papa! Yuki's here!" She announced, her voice resounding through the room.
Her father's voice rang back in an excited tone, "Yuki? That's great! I'll send some snacks up in a bit!" He couldn't pop out of line to show his face at the moment as the dinner rush was starting, but Haniki understood.
"Thank you!" She shouted back before replacing the curtain and turning back to Yuki. "Come on! My room's upstairs," Haniki chimed and lead her up and into their small home. The interior was very minimalistic. A few pictures, her mother's old forehead protector, a vase of fresh flowers Haniki's father brought home as a surprise for her mother. Most of their decorations instead filled the restaurant beneath them.
"Do you think your family will let you stay the night?" She asked her friend beside her with hopeful eyes. Haniki had managed to steal Yuki away after their classes at the academy had concluded for the day, but overnight might be pushing their luck a little too far. Haniki opened the door to her room to reveal a moderately sized bed, definitely large enough for two ten-year-olds, a wide open floor and numerous pillow thrown into the open space. The far wall served as a large bookcase with shelving installed directly onto it. Books in a rainbow of colors covered the wall from top to bottom, a mixed of published literature and personal notebooks. She threw her bag to the foot of her bed, inviting Yuki to relax and make herself at home.