Asuma.

Tori Karasu.

So I'm Tori Karasu. Honestly... I'm no one special in Konhoa. I am a 24 year old who lives across the street from her parents and helps them run a bakery. I posses zero ninjustu, i have no partner and i have no life.

I'm 5"6, i have dark olive skin, and brown curly hair that comes down to my shoulders. my eyes? well they are actually violet. They remind me of amethyst because they are quite crystal like. I guess that counts as something unusual about me. I mean considering that neither my mother nor father posses  any unusual eye colors, they both have brown eyes.

Hm, now where to start...

Today i was working the till at the bakery. my parents open at around nine, and then i come in at around one when it gets a bit busier so they can both bake while i sell cakes and pasteries to customers. todays progress was quite slow i have to say, i started day dreaming over the counter. Until i was interupted by a deep voice, husky voice.

"excuse me... Tori" the voice said.

i was alert once again, realizing this mysterious stranger had just called my by name. "how did you know my name?" i asked, curious if this is what ninja these days are able to do now.

he chuckled "well the name tag on your chest is a slight give away"

i mentally slapped my self for being so stupid. i wear that name tag every day HOW could i be so dumb.

"so Tori, i need a bit of a favor from you."

"r-r-really" i was shocked by one his confidence, two his voice that makes me tingle every time he speaks and three this so called 'favor'

"well what is it?" i asked, faking the confidence in my voice, hoping to match his.

"well... okay just hear me out, i need you to bring a basket of cakes out to the training field at about 5. but i need you to allow me to pay then. because unfortunately my wallet has been confiscated by my students"

"why did your students confiscate your wallet?" 

"well its because i lied telling them i didn't have enough money to take them to bbq after their training and now i have to pay double the price" he laughed.

i like this guy

he just has so much positive energy rolling off of him.

i smiled at his laugh, and my realization of how relaxed this man was.

"so do you think you can bring me the cake to the training field later?"

"im sure i could, i mean if i knew who you where first Mr..."

"Sarutobi... Asuma Sarutobi" he smiled.

"Asuma... i will surely bring it for you later."

"thank you so much... Tori"

and with that Asuma had gone from the bakery, but he defenatly left his impression.

"MUM! I NEED A BASKET OF CAKES!"

as five came round, i closed up shop. I had grabbed my basket of cakes to deliver to Asuma and i made my way.

i had never been to the leafs training field because... well i wasn't a ninja. I have been told my whole life that No one in my family tree has ever possessed ninjustu, and so the chances of me possessing it would be a miracle.

As i came closer and closer to the training field i could hear the voices of children, conversing with a man. They where talking about ... barbecue?