Enter Amaya Minamoto
-Enter Amaya Minamoto-
~Minamoto Compound: 7 Years Later~
The early morning sunlight streams through the light-colored curtains, filling the bedroom with a warm glow as well as agitating its once sleeping patron.
Bright blue eyes crack open warily, only to instantly snap shut as their owner rolls over onto their stomach with a groan. Burying their head into their pillow, they lay there for a minute, allowing the light sounds of birdsong outside to lull them back into a peaceful sleep.
Minutes pass before the bedroom door suddenly slams open with a loud bang, jerking the girl awake once more. "Amaya!" The culprit of the second "rude" awakening calls, stepping further into the room. "Rise and shine, sleeping beauty! If you don't get up now, you'll be late again and Iruka already has his hands full with Naruto."
An awkward silence follows as the girl remains in bed, refusing to move at her mother's words. This continues for a moment longer before the older woman sighs and steps forward, ripping the blankets off her daughter -who tumbles to the floor- before pivoting on her heel to pull back the curtains, allowing the morning light in completely.
Amaya grunts and glares up at her mother's back. "Was it really necessary for you to do that?" She asks, raising herself up from her awkward position on the floor, sitting cross legged.
"Of course it was! I've tried to wake you up more than five times this morning! You're the last one to wake up, so hurry downstairs for breakfast before your brothers eat all of the food." Her mother informs, reaching down to ruffle the younger brunettes already disheveled hair before turning to exit the room.
Letting out a sigh as she leaves, Amaya stands from the floor and makes her way over to the vanity in the corner of the room. Picking up a brush, she stares disdainfully at her reflection and the hot mess that was her hair before running the brush through the thick curls, letting out a few yelps when coming upon a knot.
Once her hair was as tamed as it was going to get, Amaya begins to style the long tresses into a side braid. 'One day, I'll cut it. I swear!' The brunette huffs, quickly tying the ends with a black hair tie before changing her clothes and making her way down the hall and towards the stairs.
"Look who's finally awake!"
At the energetic voice, Amaya looks up as she rounds the corner into the kitchen, her eyes instantly meeting those belonging to her eldest brother, Toshiaki. The older males grin growing wider as she steps further into the room.
Kou and Kurai, the twins of the family as well as second and third eldest of the four, smirk at one another at the loud proclamation. They then, following Toshiaki's lead, turn their attention back to the youngest. "Good morning." They greet in perfect unison, earning themselves a creeped out look from their oddball of an older brother as he shivered in his seat.
Amaya sighs and ignores the three, opting to instead put her focus on her father as she walks over to greet him with a hug. "I take it you slept well?" He asks with a smile, chuckling when he receives a closed eyed smile and nod in return.
"A little too well." Her mother comments, deadpanning while handing the younger brunette a plate of food, ushering her to the empty seat next to Toshiaki.
Amaya freezes in place and stares at the seat despairingly, earning snickers from the twins in return. She then turns her gaze to her father and, at his silent warning to behave, sighs and sits down.
Toshiaki's face lights up, and soon enough he has the youngest in a tight bear hug, rubbing his cheek against hers happily. He begins to babble out his good mornings, asking questions so quickly that she didn't bother deciphering what he said.
Amaya internally cringes at her brother's actions and stares at the twins, her expression pained and clearly asking for help. However, they ignore her, opting to finish their own breakfast instead. 'Why me?' She questions, attempting to push the older male away, feeling her annoyance rise by the second and her patience wearing thin. Finally having enough, she turns to him with a harsh glare. "Let go Trashiaki, it's too early to deal with you right now."
At her words, Toshiaki lets go with a gasp, clutching his chest as if he'd just been struck by an invisible arrow. He slouches in his chair, mumbling to himself incoherently, earning exasperated looks from everyone in the room except for the twins, who laughed at and teased him for his dramatic display.
***
Having enough of watching and listening to his children banter for the day, Kenji sighs, mumbling to himself about "having eccentric children" as he took a glance at his wife, Mitsuko.
The brunette, who his daughter takes a striking resemblance to, meets his gaze and shakes her head with a grin, prompting a soft chuckle to slip past his lips as he stands.
He ruffles his hair as he makes his way over, giving her a goodbye kiss. Ignoring the argument going on behind them, they both speak in low voices for a moment before he decides it's time to go. On his way out the door, he gives his farewells to his children -patting Amaya on the head as he passes- and proceeds to take his leave for his meeting with the Hokage.
As he left, and with a fondness and patience only a mother can possess, Mitsuko watched as her four children continue to argue. Turning her head, the brunette glances at the clock, her brown eyes widening as she sees the time. Stepping forward, she begins to gather the dishes from the table, giving the four a quick and light scolding before rushing them to finish their morning routines.
Minutes later, and after leaving the house, Amaya soon found herself making her way through the gates of the small compound. Stretching, her gaze flits around, taking everything in as a few early risers and shopkeepers begin opening their stalls and starting their day.
Eventually, however, the peaceful atmosphere was broken by yelling. Looking around, a streak of blond hair and the color orange caught her eye along with loud bellows of laughter. 'Naruto...' The girl thought to herself with an amused grin as she watched two Chunin chase after her knuckle-headed best friend.
"I wonder what he did this time." She mumbled to herself, staring blankly in the direction where the trio went, wanting nothing more than to join in on the fun.
Suddenly, Iruka-sensei's angered face from the last time she was late came to mind, causing her to sweatdrop. 'Saa~ I better get going... Don't want a repeat of the other day...' She thought to herself, sending one last look in the direction Naruto ran off in before breaking into a light jog in the direction of the academy.