<em>Iku</em><br/><br/>Hima stopped eating mid-bite for a moment, then slurped up the current mouthful of noodles once she'd focused back on her meal.<br/><br/>"I can honestly say I have never heard something like that before..." she stated, a tad incredulous, her one hand poking around for more noodles in the sizable bowl. "Uh... no?  I mean I'm the Hokage's daughter; not like I'm the Daimyo right?  In fact, now you're DEFINITELY coming to the bath with me so I can prove it's not some 'inappropriate' thing!"<br/><br/>Thoughs he couldn't see it, Iku could hear the determination before the woman lifted and began drinking the spicy contents of the bowl.  Conceptually it was truly amazing that she could consume such a quantity of food as that, and hold such a substantial amount of liquid within her frame.  Then the bowl hit the table with a clank, and the Uzumaki let out a content sigh...<br/><br/>"You done?  We have a bath to get to you know!" Her grin was as audible as her excitement... and it was the contagious sort clearly.<br/><br/><hr/><br/><em>Hiro</em><br/><br/>"Then get me something nice to wear!" Tara declared, pointing in the direction of the clothing store she loved so much. "I want a new dress anyway; bumping into the Tiger-slut got the back of my outfit wet, and you haven't bought me something new in ages.  You need to summon me more, so don't complain about the cost!"<br/><br/>And then once again he was being dragged by the monkey princess, through the streets of Konohagakure, towards a store specializing in higher-end - but not custom fit (thank god) - clothes.  It was quite evident that Tara was indeed frustrated with him and was making him 'suffer' for it.  As was her tendency when she hadn't been summoned in a while.  Wasn't particularly malevolent... but considering that 'clothes' typically also included lingerie, well...<br/><br/>Barring a successful attempt to escape her grasp, Hiro would find himself dragged once more into a lady's clothing store, filled to the brim with dresses, undergarments, and women there to shop...<br/><br/><hr/><br/><em>Ume</em><br/><br/>Her 'frustration' or no, it would appear her icecream at least was good.  She was just digging in though when she felt something heavy plop onto her head.  It was warm though, and soft, and when she looked up she'd be greeted by familiar blue eyes and dark blue-black hair.  And the grin of course.<br/><br/>"Dessert huh?  Not a bad idea!" Himawari agreed, nodding, causing the soft warm weights to squish more on the catgirl's ears. "Mind if I join you?  You look frustrated... wanna talk or something?"