Ramen, Secrets, and A Sister Oh My (Makoto)

[DASHE STORM]

Dashe was walking along main street now headed for Ichiraku noodle bar. The place was a little famous in the village since their revered hero and savior Uzumaki Naruto always ate there. He would like to meet him once at least but he doubted they have too many intellectual conversations. The nine tails jinnchuriki host wasn't stupid most things just tended to go in one ear and out the other and he tended to be irrational from what he had heard about the blond male. Still they could somewhat be friends he guessed. He then spotted the noodle bar coming into view now. He then smiled sheepishly as his stomach gave a low growl signaling he was pretty hungry now. He wondered if he might run into his sensei or one of his teammates again. He had enjoyed last night hanging out with Ren though he had gotten in much trouble with his mother for being an hour late. His punishment had been simple though just writing a single line from a book a thousand times.

"Mmm that sure does smell good doesn't it," Dashe asked himself patting his stomach now. He then pushed the flaps open and stepped inside. The various smells of the ramen people were eating was intoxicating only making his stomach growl more. He had been training on his flash body technique all morning and now he was tired and quite hungry. He had almost perfected the technique but he still had to work on controlling all that raw power of absorbing all the electricity from the thunderstorms he had created. He then took a seat at the counter and ordered a miso pork ramen when Ayame came by to ask for his order. A few minutes later he was handed his meal and he snapped his chopsticks apart and quickly dug into it.

[MAKOTO STORM]

Makoto was out around town with nothing to do. Yesterday she had seen her brother and another girl together. She spotted them when Ren was attacked, and of course Dashe had impressed her the girl on the other hand, not so much. Makoto looked up to the sky with a heavy sigh listening to people whispering about how she was an outcast and how dare she abandon her own clan while a group of guys attempted to flirt with her. She had no real intrest in a guy, her only focus is on her brother and trying to get him out. And now that he's on a team now, it'll be easy to talk to him without anyone... Unless he's being protect. Aw, crap... He probably is... Makoto nibbled on her bottom lip.

Suddenly a large growl could be hear. I guess it's feeding time." Makoto chuckled, looking for a good place to eat at. She then saw Dashe enter into the Ichiraku noodle bar. Ah, thanks fate. A smirk went across her face as she hurried over to the entrance. When she went past the flaps, her green eyes wondered to see if she could sit next to her brother. And there was, Makoto moved quickly next to him.

Ayame asked her for her order, Makoto shook her head to pay attention, getting slightly nervous to talk to her brother. "I'll have the pork bowl." She chuckled, wiping her hands onto her black shorts. Should've worn my gloves today. She thought with a heavy sigh, leaning the side of her face into the palm of her hand. I hope I don't seem like a stalker. Does he even remember me. Makoto's eyes flickered his way, No don't stare, just stay calm. She then looked away quickly.

[DASHE STORM]

Dashe was absorbed in his own thoughts slurping up his noodles using his chopsticks. He was thinking about meeting Ren's family last night. It hadn't been as bad as he thought it might've been. They seemed to trust him enough and he had a sneaking suspicion her mother knew he liked Ren. Mother's were always crafty like unless it was own. She had always scolded him for taking interest in girls saying his clan duties came first and that an arranged marriage would be set up when the time came for him to take a wife. He then felt someone sit down next to him causing him to lose his train of thought and look. He simply blinked and quickly looked away hiding a faint blush now. It was a blond haired woman who seemed to be in her early twenties. She was gorgeous to say the least. Then he realized he was still slurping his noodles rather noisely now and stopped taking a deep gulp.

"Sorry bout that where are my manners," Dashe spoke up now. Looking at her face now he squinted his eyes a little pushing his glasses up. She seemed familiar to him for some reason. She did look a lot like his mother when she was about this woman's age. "My name's Dashe Storm. I feel like we've met before but that can't be right I suppose. Kinda silly I guess. Sorry if I'm bothering you." He smiled sheepishly running a hand through his hair now. It was just plain weird the resemblance this woman had with his mother. He had always been told by his mother and clansmen that he resembled his father almost exactly in looks and personality. He had also been told he looked a lot like the clan founder as well.

[MAKOTO STORM]

Makoto then felt him stare over at her, which made her face red. She then took her bowl, hearing him slurping from his bowl. No manners. Makoto then heard him apologize. Thought to soon. She laughed mentally. "You're fine, we all gotta slurp sometimes." Makoto thanked for her food and broke a pair of chopsticks.

"Well, Dashe Storm. I'm Makoto Storm, your older sister. So, I guess you kind of got to see me." She stopped to look up and ponder. "Yeah, just for a little while." Her eyes flickered his way as she picked up some noodled and stuck them in her mouth. He reminded her so much of their father. "And never saw anything is silly. It makes people suspicious of you." She pointed her chopsticks at him. Makoto was surprised she could just talk to him normally as if they never separated, just like normal siblings.

[DASHE STORM]

"Yeah I suppose you do have a point," Dashe replied with a sheepish smile. He was still rather embarrassed for not using his manners around this wo...wait did she say she was his sister. How was that possible he didn't remember having one and his mother never mentioned her either. For that matter no one on the whole clan had ever spoken of him having a sister. Still he got that odd feeling she was telling the truth about being his sister especially because of the resemblance.

"How is that possible though. No one in the clan has ever spoken of you especially Mother. Does that mean you were banished and if so why don't I remember you at all?" This was just all so confusing he thought with a slight frown. He then grabbed his glasses and took them off setting them down on the counter before looking at her again. He the chuckled at her comment when she pointed her chopsticks at him again. "I wanna believe you but where's the proof? If your really my sister then you must know the special thing father and us used to do every sunday before he died!" If she knew about that then he might feel more at ease. There was the still the case of not remembering her at all in his past memories. It made him wonder if they had been erased or altered somehow.

[MAKOTO STORM]

Makoto nodded her head. Of course she had a point, she said it once and that person looked at her suspiciously, never again would she saw her questions were silly. Makoto casually slurped her noodles. Wow, I am totally ignored. He's hesitant to believe, figures. She was quiet for a moment as she remembered what they use to do. "We use to always watch the sunset in evenings. Every Sunday, even if it was cold outside." Makoto sighed at the memories of her holding onto her fathers hand and having Dashe try to do the same thing.

"You were so cute back then!" She squealed, causing a few people to look over. "Of course, now your handsome. Just like father." She squeezed his cheek lightly.

[DASHE STORM]

Dashe looked to Makoto as she began to speak. It was true he did remember watching the sunset with their father but he couldn't remember her. He was always reaching out to something but nothing was there, He had always felt strange like something was missing. He remembered mentioning it to mother once but she had written it off as a dream and pushed him into his studies making him work harder. He eventually accepted it as such and forgot about it. Glancing at Makoto again he felt sad and horrible to have forgotten about her. He sighed feeling a light headache coming on now and rubbed his forehead a little. He blushed slightly at her comment of him being a cute child. It then quickly turned to a deadpanned and annoyed look as she pinched his cheeks.

"Quit it your embarrassing me in public," Dashe replied He smiled sheepishly slapping her hand away playfully. He believed she was his older sister and felt like he had known her his whole life like this was normal for them. He then looked at her again with a bit of a saddened look now. "Why did you leave? I can't believe they would've done that to you. You seem like a good person to me Makoto. Just doesn't make sense to me at all!" He sighed setting his forehead down on the counter now. He looked up when he heard Ayame ask if he was fine and he simply nodded and asked for another bowl of ramen. He then glanced at Makoto and smiled sheepishly shaking his head. "Sorry about that it's just a lot to take in. A part of me believes you it's just my memories that seem to betray me. Kinda like amnesia just selective pertaining to you. I just wish I knew what it meant!"

[MAKOTO STORM]

Makoto chuckled lightly as he brushed her hand away. They were acting the way siblings were suppose to, her only concern was if a clans person would find her talking to Dashe. Her head bobbed back as he looked to her with a sad face. She then sighed hard thinking of what to say. "I left because of a few... Secretes of the clan." Makoto then snorted. "The elders don't see me as a good person. Of course they did give me two chances, but I'm not going back." Her face was serious.

Makoto then patted his head. "I know it's a lot to take in. I had think carefully about how to re-introduce myself to you for a long time. And I mean a long time." She was silent for a moment. Both our kekkai genkai activated at the same time. I was pushed aside since you are considered the youngest to activate it. I was kind of pushed to the side." She explained, hoping to fill in some gaps. "Ever since I graduated, I tried staying away after a few... Arguments." She rested her hand on his head and looked away from Dashe. "Mom wanted me to stay for you. I'm here to take you out now." Makoto wasn't too sure if she should tell him that he should abandon the clan, considering that he is the leader.

"Come with me. You won't be under strict and controlling rules." She turned her head to face him again, her greens eyes were hard but were wishing Dashe would come away with her.

[DASHE STORM]

Dashe noticed her concern and glanced around the place. She must've been worried one of the clansmen would walk in on them. He raised a brow when she mentioned leaving because of clan secrets. Had she learned something she wasn't supposed to? He scratched his chin a little trying to figure out what that was or might be. He was surprised she had turned down the Elders offers to come back. Whatever she had learned must've been pretty serious to change her mind about the clan like that. He could tell she was very serious about what she was saying to him right now. He smiled sheepishly at the patting.

"I'm sorry to hear that but I guess you had good reasons for leaving," Dashe replied. He wouldn't bug her much more about that. He looked at her again when she mentioned having wanted to reintroduce herself to him for a long time. He was then handed his new bowl of ramen causing him to briefly look away from Makoto. "I'm sorry about that sis. I never asked for it it just happened I guess. They branded me a prodigy and began intensely training me to take on the role. I didn't get much say in the matter I guess I felt obligated to do it!" Even now he felt obligated but he couldn't exactly abandon the clan could he? Could he really just turn his back on them all because he disagreed with them?

"She did I'd have to say I'm shocked. She doesn't speak much of you anymore I had a picture once but she got rid of it!" He sighed dejectedly now scratching his head a little. They must've had a falling out after that or something. He then looked at Makoto with wide eyes at her last statement. She wanted him to leave the clan and come with her. He did feel kinda alone like he wasn't a person in the clan anymore just a figure that symbolized what they stood for and believed in. "I don't know is it really that easy? If I did where would I go and what would I do?" He was a bit shocked and surprised to say the least.

[MAKOTO STORM]

Makoto nodded slowly at his response. A small smile crossed her face for his apology. "You don't have to apologize. You were only young and doing what you were told." Makoto gave a shrug. She then rubbed the back of her neck and gave a deep sigh. Ah her mother, what a rocky way to end a mother daughter relationship, fighting as if they were enemies themselves. "Me and mom had hit our end and that was when I needed leave. I didn't want you to see our fights. Well neither us wanted you to see the fighting." She nodded, her eyes glazed over remembering the past. "I'm not surprised she got rid of everything that had me in it." Makoto sighed heavily.

Makoto pressed her lips together, was it going to be easy for Dashe to get out. Probably not considering the position he was in, it would take a while to figure a way to get him out, but she was willing to wait. "I guess you would have to make a few people angry... Or I can tell you of the secrets that got me to leave." Once more she looked at her brother seriously. Could she do this to him? Only if it benefited both of them.