Private A Long Overdue Cup of Tea

[Otani Ryuichi]

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Wet boots step through puddles of water as a gentle rain sweeps over the bustling streets of Kumogakure. The shimmering lights up the busy city were all that shone through the water, as the sun had already set. The city's brilliance caused the rain to waver and glimmer in a fashion not unlike precious gemstones, falling from the sky before shattering on the ground in an anticlimactic, yet calming fashion. Among all those within the rain, some chose to continue their daily routines- some with umbrellas or rain coats where others weren't so lucky. But one thing thing was a universal reality.

When one is chilled to the bone, and the night grows weary. Nothing can sooth a troubled soul like a warm cup of tea, or a delicious fresh-baked pastry...or both.

Ryuichi stands at the door of one such location. Their robes were heavy from soaked water, and the short statured youth beneath them looked up at the sign. This was....*Their* teahouse. The one that They had lived in for years alongside who were considered family. Eiji, Aya.....and Uri. Ryuichi hesitates at the door, one hand placed calmly on it as a gust of wind causes their hood to fly back, releasing a mess of shining silver hair in the process. A look of anticipation, and doubt on the shinobi's face grew. They didn't want to face the pains of the past alone.