May 08, 2007 18:41
Hinaji had let his garden go untended for far too long. The weeds were nearly everywhere, choking out his poor plants, and for the first time in a while he found himself on his knees ripping up weeds and putting his little plot of land in order. With Konoha's hot sun overhead the work was hard, but satisfying. His herbs would grow and he would plant more and the world seemed--not perfect--but right again.
As long as Enka didn't trample too many things while she played around him. He'd finally piled the weeds up for her to jump in, but she'd bored of that and decided to sniff around.
...Maybe he'd leave her in the room next time.
rp thread,
may year 17,
hanabi,
hinaji