Room 504, Sunday Late Evening

[intraspective]

It had been a day spent dealing with two of four of the children, and Ino was pretty sure she’d gotten the easy two. Isae had wanted to window shop, and Ken had been pleased enough to walk with them while she asked questions about his classes. Then she and Ken had gone to Fight Club.

“Isae, honey, we’re back,” Ino said, pushing the door open. “Have you seen Masaki, or Masaru around yet?”

“Nuh huh,” Isae said, while Ken took a seat on the floor. “Otousan’s probably going to be back soon. Masaki’s a baby and’ll need sleep! I don’t need sleep yet, Okaasan. Honest!”

[Primarily for the other half of the family, but sure, open if you want!]

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[kurosaki-swarm.livejournal.com]

"Okaasan!" Isae said, leaning against Ichigo, "can you throw me the brush?"

[intraspective]

"You've got two legs and a heartbeat," Ino said dryly, but tossed the brush over in an easy lob, and gathered her own jammies. "I'll be back in a minute. Try not to destroy everything, yeah?"

[first-guardian.livejournal.com]

"There go my plans for the evening," Ichigo whispered to Isae as he reached to take the brush from her.

"We'll be fine," he said louder for Ino's benefit.

[kurosaki-swarm.livejournal.com]

Isae giggled, leaning against him. "But not the plants. I like the plants!"

Ino grinned, shook her head, and left momentarily.