Errands and snowball fights [open!]

[puppypile]

Who: Hana and anyone
When: January 12th
Where: Training fields, then various parts of Konoha

Hana was dressed much more warmly than usual, her arms and legs fully covered and flak jacket zipped all the way up. She leapt from treetop to treetop, the Haimaru brothers trailing after her. Most of the training fields showed evidence of already being used that day. When she finally found what she was looking for, Hana laughed gleefully and dove for the ground, rolling and hopping back to her feet in the training field full of previously untouched snow. Mikai and Haru landed to either side of her, but Baishi, coming down last, tackled Hana to the ground again, licking her with a wet tongue.

She flung him off, laughing again, and quickly gathered a couple of snowballs before returning to standing. This snow was much too nice to waste on spars with weapons. Her dogs' thick fur kept them warm. They panted happily as all three of them began circling her.

Hana wouldn't say no to company, on her side or as an opponent.

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After a stop at home to get dry clothes, it was Hana's turn to spend her afternoon off errand-running, since Tsume's usual victim was otherwise occupied. A visit to the Hokage's office, a trip to the Academy to drop off lunch for Kiba, and assorted other small tasks took her all over Konoha.

Hana was too friendly to be the ideal errand runner. She'd gladly stop to visit with anyone she ran into along the way.

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[fangoverfang]

Kiba barely took any notice of the sigh Hana produced, his focus entirely derailed by her mention of his favourite word.

Lunch.

And better yet, a lunch he didn't have to share! As much as he kind of enjoyed and didn't mind sharing his lunch with his sister, knowing she genuinely wasn't interested in those few precious mouthfuls he would have donated was good news. More for him, after all.

All his previous woes about children and how much he wasn't cut out for the classroom forgotten, Kiba gave her an elated grin and bounced slightly on the balls of his feet in his excitement as he started to sniff at her person as though he was intending on locating his lunch and bodily taking it from her.

"Eh, well. At least Iruka-sensei is bein' nicer to you than he is to me, eh?" He was mostly joking. Iruka-sensei was honestly the best mentor around for teaching of this kind, after all, and the break from Shirakumo was nice.

[puppypile]

Kiba's unadulterated delight at the prospect of a lunch all to himself drew another laugh from Hana, who had always known that the way to her brother's heart was through his stomach. She just... bought him food instead of cooking, because hers wasn't anywhere near as good as Tsume's.

"For your own good, I'm sure," Hana answered with a grin. She might sympathize when it came to Shirakumo, but she thought Iruka was handling Kiba just right. He'd always been good at that. "I think he's always been pretty nice, but then, he was never my teacher."

She kept her expression entirely unchanged, carefully avoiding any predatory gleam in her eyes, as she asked, "Are you and Adela enjoying dealing with the current class of monsters?" Adela had become so delightfully embarrassed, she wanted to see if Kiba would squirm at the mention of her name.

[fangoverfang]

Bought food, almost-old food, burnt food or - dare he say it.. - even Hana's cooking; Kiba wasn't fussy when it came to getting himself fed. Watching and tasting Tsume's art since a very young age hadn't spoiled him nearly as much as the exposure should have, and to this day he was content with all food-related donations from all walks of life.

He didn't bother responding to the mention of Iruka. It was weird enough that his sister and his teacher were kinda-almost-sorta friends.... Kiba really didn't want to think about Hana considering him nice now that Kiba was well into being a typical teenage boy and had every understanding of the possible ways that could go.
And speaking of being a typical teenage boy. As Adela's name came up, Kiba was momentarily distracted from his eager bouncing as he awaited his lunch, and looked at his sister with a startled expression - one of his less-animated faces.

"Huh?" he gawked dumbly before he realised how innocent the question was. It was probably much too late to rectify his brain freeze, though. Such was his life.

He shrugged, hand reflexively delving into the hair at the back of his head. "Uh, yeah, I guess..." he mumbled, squinting. Her interest was probably no big, nothing serious-- Iruka-sensei had probably mentioned Adela's name while he was talking with his sister. It wasn't like Hana had met Adela here today, or anything. Yeah, that was it. "Yeah!" he corrected with a little more vigor. "It's been pretty good. I even taught her a few things."