Naomi let out a slow breath as she let the cool evening air touch her skin and fill he with a sense of awareness of her surroundings that would have been an unknown feeling to anyone that hadn’t either meditation or had the gifts of the Byakugan. The sound of the fluttering water in a small stream that flowed its way through the greenery that surrounded her: she was in a large green field that had been tastefully decorated with various artistic touches and had its greenery cut up and molded in order to fit the flow of the streams that led into the large lake in front of her: it was a garden, though the size of it was beyond anything akin to a normal gard - it was one of the benefits of being born as the heir of the powerful Hyuuga clan: even in this modern industrialized age their power meant that they owned real-estate that covered many acres and were filled with forests, mountains and their own small part of the city.
Naomi had been a keen student of meditation since her early ages as a ninja: she found that she could connect better with herself and the nature than with most people and through meditating she could train her mind and her skills through mental exercises - and this was her favourite location: in front of the large dark lake in the middle of a small opening of a forest, the moon hung high above her yet its size made it appear so close. The only thing that pierced the silence around her was her own breathing, the whisper of the wind and the bird’s singing in the distance. She had no idea how long she had actually there, but her peace was suddenly shattered by the disruptive noise of her mobile phone.
Naomi let out the breath she had been holding before she opened her eyes and let the light that bounced off the lake’s surface shine into her eyes. A smile had started to sneak its way onto her face as the ringing of her phone kept piercing the otherwise silent evening air. Without even looking at her phone she knew that there was only really two people that would contact her at this time - and considering her last meeting with one of them it was only really one person that would contact her now: Yamato.
She picked her phone out from her pocket and looked at the bright display that fought with the white moon to blind her - yet neither succeeded, instead the phone delivered its message as it was supposed to:

[color=9e0039][i]“Hi, r u coming to the party? Y did u not tell me about it..? Hit me up, i'm stuck with these idiots...”[/i][/color]

The smile on her face grew a little wider. The party. She knew about it, but only because her own parents - and Yamato’s - had kept mentioning it over the last few days. She hadn’t really planned to go, not so much because of the hassle of actually going, but more because of the people - or ‘idiots’ as Yamato so perfectly had described them.
With a deep sigh she got on to her feet - she might as well go, who knew, perhaps even ‘idiots’ could be fun to hang out with?

She quickly opened the menu and hit ‘reply’: with a few short presses she had written her response and hit send:
“Okay”
It was her usual short style of writing: why waste time and space on needless words? And a single word should be enough of an answer, right?

As Naomi made her way up towards the lake house her usual wear seemed to protect her well against the cold. She hadn’t really cared to dress up or add anything fancy to her features: her dark hair was kept in her usual neck-short style, her light grey colored sneakers and her long t-shirt, this time in a rather surprisingly fashionable white with bright bubbles of colour splashed across the side, that was then covered in her usual dark jacket. She might as well had gone shopping than going to a party. As she closed the gap to the house in a few quick strides she knew that she would immediately come to regret her decision of showing up: the house really was filled with go-happy party people - or ‘idiots’. With another sigh she stuck her hands in her jacket’s pockets and scanned the environment around her: people seemed to have a lot of fun she had to admit, or at least it was a very energetic bunch of people that had allocated their time to this single spot.

“Yamato…” Naomi grumbled in a low voice that was filled with annoyance. How dare he invite her to such a place like this? Clearly it wasn’t going to be much fun hanging out with such energetic people so instead of trying to socialize like she would perhaps have done if it was actually needed of her to mingle with the group, she instead made her way towards a lone small bench that was positioned on the outer wall of the house. As she sat down she rested her head against the house and changed her gaze towards the dark blue sky and let her mind flow freely, somehow managing to ignore the loudness of all the fun and partying the people around her was doing