Chilly Winds and Unruly Hair

[Konan]

It's getting colder...

Konan placed her bags down beside her, rubbed her hands together and breathed into them in an attempt to restore warmth. The blue haired girl was on her way home from shopping and decided to take the long way: through the park. It was a beautiful place, even in the cold weather.

A chilly wind blew a few cerulean strands out of her bun as she bent to take up her bags again. She bit the inside of her lip and straightened. Konan smoothed the strands and tucked them behind her ears, bending again. They fell back into her face. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. "Oh, well. What can you do, huh?" she muttered quietly to herself, sliding her thin hands into the handles of her bags.

"It's starting to get dark early..." Konan said, breathing a puff of cool air as some of the park lights turned on. The lights bounced off the silver stud in her chin and cast faint rainbows on the ground, barely visible in the darkening park. The wind blew again, causing even more sapphire hairs to fly out of place. "Forget it," Konan grumbled, taking the bun out of her hair with one hand and sliding the elastic down her wrist.

[Hoshigaki Kisame]

One of the reasons he hated the park was because children were usually found there. Even if it was cold. Freezing. Windy. They still came! It frustrated Kisame to no end. Children were his worst enemies. He didn`t even know why he was here, Maybe he had just happened to wander into the horrid place. It was freezing. Even if with a jacket, scarf, gloves, and a hat. He was still cold. It might look ridiculous to see a person such as himself in such clothing. He didn`t care though. What he did care about was being pointed at and curiously looked at by the children.

Seriously. It annoyed him to no end. They just HAD to point at him. He imagined the sounds of their screams as he ripped their little tiny arms out of their sockets. It may seem sadistic and cruel. But it was perfectly normal to him. His little 'fantasies' kept him from ripping the arms out himself. At least they wouldn`t be able to point those nasty nose picking fingers at him.

His shark like eyes narrowed. No. This COULD NOT be happening. Was that? Yes it was. His second worst enemy. The ice cream man. He wouldn`t give him any ice cream when he was a kid. No. He said he was to shark like to have ice cream. To go eat a fish. After that comment Kisame would`ve destroyed the man. But there were to many witnesses. Besides it was troublesome anyways.

Kisame stopped walking for a moment. His back was aching. This was just great. Yesterday he had slept on the ground. It had seemed like his roommate had a party again. He should really find a new roommate. He was getting annoying. Letting his friend take his bed was not going to be acceptable. It was annoying.

Kisame groaned as the pain grew on his back. Just to make matters worst, he had a headache. Just great. The sound of the crunch under his footsteps stopped him in his tracks. Those annoying sounds. CRUNCH[/b]. Another thing to add to his reasons to hate the park.

Those annoying leaves!

[Konan]

Her hair was puffy from being in a bun all day. Konan slowly shook her head from side to side, combing through it with her fingers. She was careful not to upset the white paper flower in front of her ear. As the sapphire strands settled gracefully around her face and shoulders, she could suddenly hear the excited voices of children.

What are those little brats screaming about?

Konan swung around to see a bunch of kids pointing and talking. Pointing at a man who looked extremely angry by all the attention he was getting. She laughed to herself a little. I wonder what's so interesting...? As the man stalked closer, she realized why the kids had been pointing.

The angry man happened to be a boy she recognized from school. He suddenly looked even angrier than before. Konan quirked an eyebrow and looked over her shoulder to see that he was glaring at the..... ice cream man? The ice cream man? Huh....

Konan tucked some of her cerulean hair behind her ears and shifted her bags, taking a step closer. Now the boy seemed to be in pain. "Are you okay?" she asked bluntly, scratching her neck.

[Hoshigaki Kisame]

"Are you okay?"

Kisame turned to the voice and narrowed his eyes at the figure. Of course he wasn`t ok! His back was aching, he was being laughed at by children, and the ice cream man was right there. But being the polite yet cruel person he was, he relaxed his eyes and rubbed his back. Kisame looked over the womam. She had unique sapphire like colored hair. She didn`t look like she was used to her hair in some sort of style. Like it was usually in a bun or ponytail. There were also grocery bags by the woman. Which signified that she had been shopping for something.

"Actually, no. I`m not alright. My back is aching badly."Kisame answered in his rough voice.

He eyed the ice cream man once again, before turning his attention to the woman completely. He combed his fingers through his strange hair style. Though he didn`t care what others thought. It was unique and gave him that kind of, don`t-mess-with-me-or-I`ll-bite-your-arm-off look. He was proud of it either way.

He glared at the children. They were still laughing at him. He was very tempted say,"Look!Just go away! Or I`ll have to force you," in a you know, dangerous kind of tone. He rubbed his hands together, he could feel the heat radiating. He checked to see what time it was. Noon. He could`ve sworn it was around 5:00 pm.

But maybe he was just thinking. The dark sky could do that to him sometimes. Kisame once again rubbed his hands. It was getting colder by the minute. He should get back to his home soon. He looked at the ice cream man and laughed. Why was an ice cream man working in between autumn and winter? Were they that desperate for money? Kisame looked at the woman.

"Aren`t you cold?"Kisame asked as he shivered.

[Konan]

Konan set her bags down and shook her head, ruffling her uncooperative hair. She removed the flower and ran her fingers through it again. Wearing it down was a bit uncomfortable to her. She moved the elastic from her pale wrist to her mouth and pulled the sapphire mass back into a low ponytail at the nape of her neck.

"Oh, really?" she answered the man, through her clenched teeth. She was still biting onto the elastic. "I recommend a heating pad or something like it for that." Konan pinched the elastic between her fingers and wound it around her ponytail. She slid the flower back in place and smoothed her bangs. Better.

Yet another chilly wind sent shivers down her back. Konan shook a little, then picked up her bags. Again. "Now that you mention it, yes." She had become concious of how cold it really was as soon as the man had asked her. She was thankful she'd worn a sweathshirt and a scarf unlike some of the other girls in the park. "Who would wear that at this time of year?" she wondered, jerking her head in the direction of a girl wearing a mini skirt and a tank top.

[Hoshigaki Kisame]

Kisame nodded. A heating pad was an option. Kisame looked to the other girls at the park. None of them attracted him. None at all. They all seemed like simple minded bimbos. Definitely not worth his time. He looked at his watch. Almost time to go...

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