Another day, the sun blazed unhindered by clouds, leaving most with a casual feeling. In one of Konoha’s many grassy fields the sounds of laughter could be heard along with the stomping of feet. Ryoko chased her younger brother through the grass, moving at a slowed pace just to keep a good distance between her and the toddler. There was a small, brown, cloth bag on her wrist that seemed out of place with her dark green jacket and shorts. The boy giggled and screamed, running as fast as his stumpy legs could carry him, his fair skin was flushed and his light green hair a tousled mess. Ryoko stopped suddenly and knelled in the grass, "Koko!" She called to the still running boy, "Kohaku, come!" Her tone was a bit more stern the second time, it was enough to get the boy to stop and turn but not to approach her.
Kohaku babbled a response with a clap of his hands, laughing all the while. Ryoko raised a brow and retorted, adding an exaggerated shake of her head, "No. YOU come here." She plucked a common dandelion and blew at it, the fuzzy seeds quickly detached themselves and made for freedom. The much younger child watched with wide green eyes and a satisfied smirk appeared on Ryoko's face, 'Yep, your sister is the coolest.' She thought arrogantly. The child stumbled towards Ryoko and tried to grab the now bare weed from her hand but Ryoko extended her arm well out of his reach with a quick, "No!". The child whined meekly, "No. You don't just take. You say please. Say please Koko." She explained slowly. Kohaku watched her with with a slightly frustrated gaze, she repeated, "Pleease?"
After a brief silence the child responded, "Roko.", his chubby hand patted Ryoko's sleeve. The white haired girl sighed, defeated, and plucked another dandelion handing the fluffy weed to the now smiling infant. 'I tried.' She thought as Kohaku forcefully spit on the plant in his hands, Ryoko laughed and focused on the cluster of dandelions in front of her. She opened the bag dangling off her wrist and pulled out a palm sized spade, her fingers plucked at the roots occasionally using the spade to loosen the soil. She would tuck the skinny red roots she retrieved in the brown bag.
Kohaku babbled a response with a clap of his hands, laughing all the while. Ryoko raised a brow and retorted, adding an exaggerated shake of her head, "No. YOU come here." She plucked a common dandelion and blew at it, the fuzzy seeds quickly detached themselves and made for freedom. The much younger child watched with wide green eyes and a satisfied smirk appeared on Ryoko's face, 'Yep, your sister is the coolest.' She thought arrogantly. The child stumbled towards Ryoko and tried to grab the now bare weed from her hand but Ryoko extended her arm well out of his reach with a quick, "No!". The child whined meekly, "No. You don't just take. You say please. Say please Koko." She explained slowly. Kohaku watched her with with a slightly frustrated gaze, she repeated, "Pleease?"
After a brief silence the child responded, "Roko.", his chubby hand patted Ryoko's sleeve. The white haired girl sighed, defeated, and plucked another dandelion handing the fluffy weed to the now smiling infant. 'I tried.' She thought as Kohaku forcefully spit on the plant in his hands, Ryoko laughed and focused on the cluster of dandelions in front of her. She opened the bag dangling off her wrist and pulled out a palm sized spade, her fingers plucked at the roots occasionally using the spade to loosen the soil. She would tuck the skinny red roots she retrieved in the brown bag.