Board Thread:Konoha Logs/@comment-24479578-20160424050715/@comment-24479578-20160424052728

The morning warmth had come with the rising of the sun over the mountains. Slowly the light crept up the rooftop of the Hokage building and beamed on the blue kimono of the Hyuga daughter. The light warmed the dew dampened fabric while the morning birds began to sing. With the warmth of the sun beating on her now, steam began to rise while the fabric was beginning to dry.

Hitomi was sitting still with B’s head in her lap. Her metal finger tips gently tangled in his hair with her other hand laying over his arm and shoulder. The soft yet heavy breathing of the girl was only just barely heard while she slept. Her head was bowed and eyes closed as if she had been keeping a silent watch over him all night long until her eyes could not longer stay open and sleep had taken her. Indeed it was true. She had refused to leave him up there by himself and waited for him to wake if he was going to. In doing so, she had fallen asleep while, in a small way at least to her, she was protecting him and keeping him safe. Small onyx strands of her hair had fallen forward from her head being down and framed her porcelain complexion. If it weren’t for the fact that she was moving from breathing, she would look as if she was a store mannequin.