voice + action || backdated to father's day
[At first, not much registers on the journal other than a long bout of nothing but the clatter of someone working on something, It's only after it stops does Kushina’s voice finally pipe up.]
--Here, what about this?
[She sounds a bit nervous and when nothing is said for too long (it’s really like ten seconds) she prompts with an impatient;]
Well? How is it?
Hmmm.... [Naruto’s voice can now be heard, humming to himself as he contemplates something.]
Yup! It’s good!
... Really?
Yeah, of course it is! There’s no way he’s not gonna like it, and even if he doesn’t for whatever reason it’d be his loss, ‘cause we’d get to keep it for ourselves y’know?
[Kushina’s laugh is softer than usual, warmer. There’s a ruffle as she pats down blond hair teasingly.]
Well then, I”ll make extra.
Yosh! [There’s a soft thump and suddenly his voice sounds louder- because now he’s leaning over the journal.] So what d’ya want me to do now?
Do you think you can preoccupy your dad and make sure he doesn’t come in here?
[There’s challenge and humor and something ELSE in her voice as she asks this, it’s always there when she’s talking to or about Naruto, in any case.]
Unless you want to stay and keep helping me... [The sentence trails off and it's obvious she's distracted with something now.]
It’ll spoil the surprise if he comes in now right? Maybe I can get him to go train with me or something.
[There’s a shuffling sound as Naruto chuckles to himself, shortly followed by the opening of a door as he calls back..]
See you later, Mom!
Wh- Hey! Just don’t forget about tonight, ya know?!
[It’s completely silent now with only one person in the house; no laughter or excited chattering over what they were doing to do today or predicting how surprised Minato was going to be later. So she turns to the journal to maybe find someone to talk to and notices it’s recording.
There’s more silence, awkward, until finally a she blurts in a fluster.]
Ah, er! Whatever you heard... you didn’t hear it, okay?
[OFF IT GOES.]
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[1. Earlier, Kushina is seen rushing around a store, having too much in her arms and dropping a whole lot of it sometimes in her haste. She grumbles to herself and tries picking it back up, but ends up spilling more and making a whole lot of noise. This happens quite a few times throughout the store and as she's shopping--
Until she decides to use her new blue apron as a basket because who uses shopping carts?
2. Even earlier than that, she's a flash of bright red hair running through Luceti at top speed. And since she's had plenty of practice, the wings give her a higher velocity as they beat against her back.]
--Here, what about this?
[She sounds a bit nervous and when nothing is said for too long (it’s really like ten seconds) she prompts with an impatient;]
Well? How is it?
Hmmm.... [Naruto’s voice can now be heard, humming to himself as he contemplates something.]
Yup! It’s good!
... Really?
Yeah, of course it is! There’s no way he’s not gonna like it, and even if he doesn’t for whatever reason it’d be his loss, ‘cause we’d get to keep it for ourselves y’know?
[Kushina’s laugh is softer than usual, warmer. There’s a ruffle as she pats down blond hair teasingly.]
Well then, I”ll make extra.
Yosh! [There’s a soft thump and suddenly his voice sounds louder- because now he’s leaning over the journal.] So what d’ya want me to do now?
Do you think you can preoccupy your dad and make sure he doesn’t come in here?
[There’s challenge and humor and something ELSE in her voice as she asks this, it’s always there when she’s talking to or about Naruto, in any case.]
Unless you want to stay and keep helping me... [The sentence trails off and it's obvious she's distracted with something now.]
It’ll spoil the surprise if he comes in now right? Maybe I can get him to go train with me or something.
[There’s a shuffling sound as Naruto chuckles to himself, shortly followed by the opening of a door as he calls back..]
See you later, Mom!
Wh- Hey! Just don’t forget about tonight, ya know?!
[It’s completely silent now with only one person in the house; no laughter or excited chattering over what they were doing to do today or predicting how surprised Minato was going to be later. So she turns to the journal to maybe find someone to talk to and notices it’s recording.
There’s more silence, awkward, until finally a she blurts in a fluster.]
Ah, er! Whatever you heard... you didn’t hear it, okay?
[OFF IT GOES.]
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[1. Earlier, Kushina is seen rushing around a store, having too much in her arms and dropping a whole lot of it sometimes in her haste. She grumbles to herself and tries picking it back up, but ends up spilling more and making a whole lot of noise. This happens quite a few times throughout the store and as she's shopping--
Until she decides to use her new blue apron as a basket because who uses shopping carts?
2. Even earlier than that, she's a flash of bright red hair running through Luceti at top speed. And since she's had plenty of practice, the wings give her a higher velocity as they beat against her back.]
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Ino nods as she follows Kushina down the aisle. Her smile, this time, wanes a little, if not turning wistful.]
Yeah, it's Father's Day. Probably the same reason why you're shopping, right?
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Kushina nods and because she's not looking at Ino and instead hunting down ingredients, doesn't see the falter in her smile.]
It's Minato's first.
[She finds what she needs and pulls back, finally making her apron into a little carrier.]
What do you usually do for a day like this?
[A cake was as good as anything but MAYBE SOME KIND OF CELEBRATION? who knows]
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Ino understands it will be the Yondaime's first given how they died even before Naruto was born. Talking to Kushina right now feels surreal since she doesn't look like she aged to actually become Naruto's mother. All of her friends' moms look older, after all.
Her question, though, sent a silent dagger piercing her heart and it takes all her strength to just keep her smile.]
Well, we celebrate, of course. There'll be lots of flowers since we own a flower shop. [Her smile turns a little wider but her eyes should betray her cheer.] I remember I used to make a necklace of flowers for Dad when I was a little girl. He'll proudly wear it and tell me that each day I look more and more beautiful like the blossoms I give him. [She had always been Daddy's little girl. Always.]
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Finally she faces Ino and feels something is wrong. She doesn't understand a father, daughter relationship like that. She had always been closer to her mother and with Naruto, she can't watch it.
She shoots Ino a small smile at her story. This is the second time now she's heard about a girl and her father. First Zatanna, and now Ino. So already she has a guess of what happened.]
Inoichi... right?
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Mm. [A nod, and a bittersweet smile.] I miss him. [A lot. I want to say goodbye.]
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Her smile almost matches Ino's but it's more understanding than bittersweet.]
So what are you making for him?
[She looks at her collection of stuffs, trying to guess.
No flowers there so no necklace.]
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[She looks inside her basket and sorts out her ingredients.]
I'll also make some tea since Mom used to do that a lot back home.
[Her mom's one regal woman who appreciates calmness and propriety, after all.]
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He knows how to make a lot of food, doesn't he? [Since she remembers the ramen he made when they had first arrived.
Her stomach rumbles a little at the reminder and she blushes(how can you not be hungry in a grocery store though) tries to play it off by saying a bit loudly;]
But it's Inoichi so there has to be flowers somewhere. [A moment of thought aaaaaaand]
What about flowers made out of frosting on your cake?
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Her suggestion lights up Ino's face. While she's also thinking of floral cupcakes a while ago, wherein she'll ask Hinata for the recipe, this is a better idea.]
Great idea! I'd have to get more ingredients for frosting, though, but that was brilliant.
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RUBBING THE BACK OF HER HEAD]
Minato is the brilliant one actually. I just put two and two together, ya know?