Yura's heart started to race again as she approached her home. She got as far as the door knob before she panicked. She released it, stumbled back, and and flash-stepped away. Then she absolutely bolted out of there. The fact was she wasn't recovered from her own issues yet and it was all too much. 

But Yura really wasn't one to dwell on things. She felt things deeply but they didn't often rise to the surface or stay there very long. She eventually calmed down and recognized how silly she was being. From there she sought something useful to do and decided to go grocery shopping. The mundane task was surprisingly soothing, despite the fact that it was tied both to Sasuke and to the thing she'd just run away from--her home. About the time she was buying dessert she began to actually look forward to going to home. Simply recognizing she had that desire dampened her original panic and increased the longing even more. 

Yes, a lot of things were different now. MAJOR things. But not everything. She needed to remember that. It was a minor bulwark against giving up completely. 

The last thing she bought, from a little blonde girl in her family's shop, was a boxed up flower. A lotus for 'rebirth.' When she got home she put it on the table in a shallow bowl and felt better for having something symbolic and new in the old place. 

She put away the shopping and then she went around her house, re-familiarizing herself with it. Entering her room for the first time was the weirdest thing she'd had to do all day. It didn't... fit anymore somehow. But her clothes still did. They fit her perfectly. They were her old familiar clothes. And that, again, was a small thing that made her feel better. 

So was the music. She turned it on while she prepared food and she even danced a bit. It lifted her mood considerably. 

There was an art to making Sushi and Yura didn't quite have the patience to learn. But anyone with the right tools could do a tasty job. She made two types of rolls, tuna and salmon, then sliced them evenly.  She put half on her plate and half on a second. Then she bit her lip, looking at it. "This is probably too much food for a kid, right?" Oh well. It was all going in the fridge for now. But she felt stupid for never having had to feed a kid before. What if he didn't like sushi? She bit her lip again. Absently, she picked up the sake next and then put it down. Then she shook her head and poured herself a cup. Then she hid the bottle from the kid and slumped at the table with a sigh. 

She looked out the window and saw that the moon was rising. She hadn't noticed it was that late. Was the kid even coming? She drank her sake. And then, pathetically, she fell asleep right at the table. 

But she WAS a jounin after all. So she woke again when the kid entered. She reached for a kunai, knocked over the sake, and jumped to her feet. A second later she realized what was going on though, and put the kunai away. Then she hurried to clean up. 

"It's okay, Sasuke-kun. You can come in the kitchen now." 

She cleaned up and put in another CD, a calm one on a lower volume. Then she turned and smiled, surprising herself with how happy she actually was that he'd come. 

Her short black hair was curled behind each ear and her bangs were parted, revealing more of her face, making her look more open and friendly. She was a petite woman and only about 22 years old. Her black eyes weren't glittering with excitement or anything but they were kind and the smile showed in them.

She was wearing a dark blue kimono tied with a yellow sash and had on black house slippers. The fingerless gloves from earlier were removed, revealing the elaborate looking seals on both hands. Her fingernails were unpainted and she was makeup-less but unblemished.