It was now Monday morning. Ino and her father had lots of foot traffic last night. Yet again,her father turned down multiple men and women seeking bouqets. Ino took note of who he turned down,some where ninja. Some were not. Some were men,some were women. Some,she honestly couldent tell... She saw the looks of disgust on others faces when they walked trough the shop doors. She saw those peoples looks of relief when they were turned down service. She also saw the pained,and sympathetic looks of those who turn their eyes away from the rejects. 'What a strange world we live in..'
The sun was peeking trought the blinds of her window, she yawned,and stretched. She managed to pull herself out of her futon and folded it up l neatly tucking it in her closet. She put on one of her pre prepared outfits and headed to the kitchen. "G'mornin dad.." she yawned tiredly and slumped into her seat at the dinner table. "Good morning daisy! Here your miso soup,careful. It's hot." Ino's mouth drooled. She felt like choji when he see chips whenever her dad makes miso soup. "I also made you a fresh bento this morning. Features your favorite, Our howgrown cherry tomatoes."
She immediately perked up at the thought of those juicy cherry tomatoes. Little do people know,but the Yamanaka's also grow their own produce. They just don't sell it most of the time."Today must be my lucky day! Thanks dad!" "No problem daisy. It's uhh... acually an apology... I'm sorry I shouted at you yesterday,and I'm sorry we keep turning away those poor customers." She gasped with excitement "Does this mean you'll finally serve them?!" "No.. I'm sorry.. I can't. I wish I could,not Just's for you. For them too. But I can't." Ino deflated like one of choji chop bags after he pops them.
"I'm still gonna find out why!" "I'm not stopping you. Your a flower,ready to bloom. I don't want you under stress of the harsh weather. So of course,I will not stop you if that's what it means to keep you from wiltering." Ino took everything her dad said in. He almost always used gardening metaphors when he spoke to Ino. She apreciated the poetry of it all. Sometimes she just wished he didn't speak in such a way. "Sooo.. your letting me know?" Inoichi begun doing the dishes as Ino ate her soup. "Yes." "But ur not gonna tell me yourself?" A dish was placed in the rack. "Yes."
"Why don't you tell me yourself? Be a lot easier on both of us." He sighed, laying another dish in the rack. "In life it's better for a flower to bloom on its own,it doent always need help with fertilizer,or being moved out of the shade. Sometimes we need to Just need to leave it on it's own. Me,as a parent, don't always need to teach you things. You need to go see the world and figure thing out for yourself, But I'll always be here if you need advice or care." Ino was choked up,she could barely swallow her soup. She painfully swallowed the last spoonful. "Why?" "Sometimes kids need to figure things out on their own,without the thoughts and feeling of their old man getting in the way of their own perception. Figure out things for yourself. You're a white Irish turning purple. You'll find your way in this world."
Purple iris,representative of compliments,and wisdom. "Besides,the world is changing. So is peoples mindsets. You don't need the thoughts of us older folk getting in the way of you youths changing the culture of this world for the better." 'For the better.' This words rung in the purple clad girls ears,over and over again. "Sounds ominous,kind of like a riddle. I like it. Thanks dad,for letting me find my way and stuff." "No problem daisy. I'm going to have to start calling you Sainpaulia!" Saintpaulia,Scientific name for African violet. Representative of many things ,including wisdom. Ino giggled, 'am I really that smart? He seems to think so.' "Thanks dad. I'm gonna head off! Asuma sensei and the others are waiting for me. You know how much choji wats eats when he's bored and waiting." They both share a laugh. Ino heads off to the staring grounds,right offer politely placing her dishes in the sink.
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"Oh hey! Wondering when you'd show up!" "Good morning asuma sensei!" "'M'ornin Ino!" Choji beamed, mouth full of BBQ chips. "Show up earlier. Next time,wanna get training over with. Such a drag." "Don't be like that shikamaru! Here have some! Save the last one for me!" Choji Handed the bag of chips to his best friend. He only ever shared his favorite chips with him. Only him. "Thanks,makes the day less of a drag." Everybody smiled,everyone loved seeing shikamaru in a uplifted mood. It was relieving to see him being ever so slightly optimistic. "Hey Ino,watcha got in the bag? New weapon?"asuma inquires. "OH! Is it food?! I'll trade a bag of chips for somethin!"
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FanfictionIno Yamanaka has happily been running her family's flower shop flower her dad. Something still bothers her. Why are they turning away certain customers? On the sly, Ino's is figuring out why. Also on the sly, she's getting them the secret flower del...