Thug Life?[Nori/Haruna]

She frowned as her eyes opened, sleep being interrupted by the familiar pitter-patter of water hitting a hard, solid, surface. She shifted, hearing the rustling of the covers as her arms moved to through the covers over her head in hopes to muffle the sound so that she may catch a few more minutes of sleep. Though, such an action had been a waste of time, for unluckily the covers did nothing to muffle the sound of falling water. Haruna groaned as she tossed the covers off her head, pulling herself into an upright position before scooting backwards slightly so that her back was supported by the headboard of the bed. She would than attempt to rub the sleep from her heavy eyes, albeit the action did not do much to wake her up. Within her mind she cursed herself for being such a light sleeper, something that would usually not be a problem if she was wondering the lands with her uncle and/or mother. But that was not the case, she was in Kirigakure no Sato, a relatively safe place for herself and Kami to be in due to her mother’s connections with the Mizukage. Yet, she could not turn off her light sleeper trait which left her suspectible to waking by the softest of sounds. And irritation for this youngling if you will.

She had half the childish mind to throw a major tantrum due to her sleep being disturbed, but such a thing would waste energy and cause more problems than solve them. Going back to sleep was not an option, thus she decided to get started with her day instead. Thus, she swung her legs from underneath the covers, allowing her feet to hover over the floor before making contact with the coldness. The cold would not linger long for she quickly dressed herself in a casual outfit, one that consisted of a white dress, black stockings, and white shoes. And with herself dressed, she would pad over to the bathroom. Haruna was not a peeping tom, pervert, or whatever one was called when they spied on people in the nude. She merely desired to know what the source of the noise was before heading over to the small kitchen to make something to eat. Humming was heard from the bathroom, and it was a pretty melody that was produced by Kami - Saika hummed as well, but it was always in a tone that did not bode well with people. Thus the humming was new to her, at least a pleasant kind of humming was new to the young heiress. She found herself liking the tune just a little bit, but would not stick around to hear the end of it.

Haruna had found her answer, and she had little to no desire to continue to peek through the ajar door. She closed the door softly behind herself, making her way from that room into a more open space known as a kitchen. It was rare that she would step into one of these facilities, her food usually being served to her by people who owned shops that her uncle, mother, and herself would frequent when hungry. Homemade food was usually cooked over a small flame, for the electron trio were constantly on the move for one reason or another, of course per the instructions of her mother. Thus, one could imagine her curiosity as she explored the cabinets, her mother having taking the liberty of storing the place with food during her absence. Food that she would need to learn to cook, though should be simple enough.

She rummaged through the cabinets, humming a rather ominous tune to herself as she did so. It was a tune to a song her mother would sing to her when she was smaller. Saika no longer sang it, or at least it had been a while since Haruna had heard her sing the song, the mother preferring to hum it now. The song was quite gruesome if one were to hear the lyrics, one that most mothers would not sing to their children nonetheless fathom to sing it ever. But her mother was not like most mothers, now that she thought about it, her family was unlike any other. Yet that fact did not bother her, for being unique was good, sometimes.

She halted her tune for a moment as she squealed in delight, having found what she was looking for, a thing of instant noodles. She quickly snatched up the cup, uttered a ‘lucky me’ before shutting the cabinet. Now the next step, following the directions on the cup. Simple instructions were labeled on the white foam cup, there was no possible way she would screw this up, and she wouldn’t. Haruna once again went on a search, though she would find what she needed much quicker than she had found the noodles. And with a smile, she would place the water into the pot before putting said pot on the stove. Now the waiting game commenced, one she would participate in as she sat on a wooden chair.

As she waited she would think about the meeting that would happen today. Her mother had made sure to give the siblings something to do whilst she was gone, something that could help hone their skills. Said method was a bunch of missions that had them working for the mafia. Not unusual for grown missing-nin to do for taking missions from other villages was far risker. But children working for the mafia?! Now that was unheard of. But Haruna was use to it, for her mother had exposed her to these people since she was a toddler. Kami on the other hand, she was not entirely sure about. She would just have to -

Her thoughts cut themselves off as she jumped from the chair, rushing over to the water that was boiling over. She had left it over the fire for far too long and was making a mess of the kitchen, a watery mess but a mess nonetheless. Ripping the paper off of the noodle cup, she would grasp the handle of the pot and pour the surviving water into the cup, before discarding the pot into the sink. Swiftly she turned off the fire source, sighing in relief that she had not managed to burn down the apartment. That would be a hard thing to explain to her mother, as well as Kami and Neru. Her uncle would had probably praised her for the destruction.

With her remain down and a fire avoided, she would pad back over to the chair and enjoy her breakfast as she waited for Kami to emerge from her shower. The duo had a long day ahead of them, that was for sure.

Haruna head shot up to see that of a blonde female with a well endowed chest. Her head tilted to the side as she stared at this individual. She was bout ready to attack this unknown individual who was casually dressing as well as called herself her sister, but when she looked over the female she could tell that this was friend not foe. It was the lavender eyes that made her realize that the blonde chick was her sister, some freaky surgery having completely altered her appearance. It must had happened whilst she was sleeping.

She smiled at Kami as she put a good amount of noodles into her mouth, admiring the new appearance. “We have ramen,” she would chirp, holding up her cup as proof. “Though be careful with the water. It likes to bubble over,” Haruna added, dramatically waving the arm that did not have the foam cup in it. Her eyes shone with amusement at her own words as well as actions, and those eyes were kept on the new form of Kami Hanabira. Her mother had not really said much about Kami when she had asked, though Saito had been nice enough to give her some details. Apparently her mother had saved Kami from a planned assassination, though why her mother kidnapped the girl whilst she was nude was beyond even her. That was really all she got out of Saito. Her mother referred to Kami as her belated birthday present which made her happy for having a older sister was perhaps the best present her mother had given her.

Haruna slurped down the last of her noodles. She sadly gazed into the empty cup, clearly displeased with the fact they had no lasted longer especially with the trouble she went through to make them. But that could not be fixed. She hopped out of her chair, stretching her limbs out, before discarding of the cup. “The ramen is good.” She would randomly say, before she would make her way back to her seat. “Do you remember what time we have to meet the man that is head of mafia?” She asked. Briefly gazing at the kitchen only to check what time it was at the current moment. She really could careless about meeting her clients on time, for she did not work on their time. And though this would turn some away, the clients she had would not turn down her help.

Most of her clients knew that they met on her time, as well as on her terms, she being quite the busy person. But that would not happen this time around, for this mafia boss was a client of her mother, and her mother was punctual. Thus she wanted to leave the house ten minutes before the meeting, but due to her never having had to worry about time, she had forgotten what time the meeting would commence. Perhaps Kami was a little more responsible, something Haruna was hoping for since she could not possibly rake her brain for the information. Besides, her mother wouldn't leave her with somebody that was irresponsible. Would she?