It was the summer break out from their studies. All of the land of dawn inhabitants have their plan sort out for their break. Including the Japanese bunch, where they usually go back to their hometown for another training each clan have provided. Ho...
A/n : these pict are the outfits they wear to the festival. It is based on their summer skin, but i made some adjustments for it to become more interesting. sorry if it's too big.
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Haya's outfits is just his summer skin, i didn't make any adjustment as his outfit is already nice (and some quirky touch)
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I designed Hanabi's outfit on my own as she doesn't have a skin for base. I do mind her original outfit and i imagine she'll wear black or red.
Now enough of that, enjoy the story!
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Hayabusa's POV
It's her. I almost mistook her for someone else if it wasn't her laughter that convinced me.
Her hair is jet black, tied up to a bun with ornaments decorating it. Her yukata is marigold coloured, the back of it is longer than the front. It is made of silk. I knew it because she had bought it with me. Her obi green with flowers decorations, and she bought her summer umbrella. I used to broke it when we're still little. I didn't know it has been repaired.
Her face look surprised to see me, and she waved her hand with a bright smile. The goldfish she held with her righthand swayed, confusing the poor creature. She bid Lesley that stood with her goodbye and approached me.
'Haya! You look funny!' She commented. I can feel the butterflies filling my stomach.
'Saber made me wear this, i notice i look funny,' i observe myself. "Do i look that funny?"
'Oh don't worry, it suits you! Better than your ninja uniform!' She grins, teasing.
'Don't start. I always feel hot wearing that,' i pinched her cheek, it's so natural that i didn't even realise my hand was moving on it's own. She squaked, then pouts. Rubbing her cheek, puffing it. 'I'm sorry i didn't inform you earlier. Saber kinda forced me to.' Im giving excuses. Why?
She shook, 'no it's ok. I kinda can check out all the stand! You see there, we can try shooting some bottles for prizes!' She points to the back, and explains all the prizes we can get. But my mind has wandered somewhere. Her burned skin is no longer visible. Someone must've had worked hard for my little cherry blossom. (ugh, cheesy, i know)
