Yusuke muttered beneath his breath, attempting to ignore the rumbling pain emanating from his gut. His eyes shifted every so often from the orders in his hand and onto the busy road in front of him, the tired Chunin occasionally weaving through the mass of civilians lining the road. It was his first assignment since he'd been back, and one that he didn't have any real gripes about doing. A plethora of shinobi from the surrounded villages had been arriving in the village over the past week, which meant there were plenty of outsiders who needed chaperoning, advice, or otherwise.
Apparently, it was decided that Yusuke was the best choice to accompany a miss Miyako Uchiha, given their similar age and clan connection. The latter meant little to him, considering the differences amongst the clans after their diaspora from Konoha. The former didn't matter much either, but nonetheless, he took the assignment with no complaints and made his way across to the Kage's Tower to meet up with his...cousin.
It was a short stroll if anything, as the Uchiha Compound of Hidden Sound wasn't all that far off from the tower itself. Making his way down the street in his usual streetwear, Yusuke more or less blended in, with his dull black pants and the plain T-shirt with not a single insignia in view. Had it not been for the headband around his upper arm, one could easily assume that the adolescent was just another civilian going about his day. Veering off from the road and towards the tower, Yusuke appeared in view with a half-smile on his face and his hands resting in his pockets.
He approached the side of the great doors and placed his back against the wall, a single foot pressed against the wall and his eyes partially closed. The yawn that escaped his lips would more or less confirm that he'd only gotten up in the past thirty minutes, but at least he wasn't late to his first assignment or left his kin hanging out to dry while he slept in. He had a habit of showing up early, anyway, and Yusuke would use this time to rest and relax until this Uchiha by the name of Miyako arrived. Till then, he'd try to slip back into a little nap, at least until doors creaked opened and knocked him back awake.
The Uchiha were fractured. A fact that had been stressed to Miya often growing up in the Cloud. Grandfather wouldn't shut up about how the Uchiha once ruled the Land of Fire like kings and queens. A mindless sentiment that didn't reflect the current reality. That they were scattered amongst various villages like prizes to be displayed. Or so said her father.
But was that the truth? Adamant to see it for herself, Miyako insisted that a fellow clansmen show her around the Sound. The Hokage willingly granted her request. What better way to bridge a connection between villages than by blood, after all?
Adorned in her armor, katana strapped to her side and the ends of her black overcoat flapping in the wind behind her, Miyako walked briskly down the halls of the Kage Tower. Metal greaves clattered against wood in rhythmic steps. Stern in expression, silver brows furrowed above her eyes. Yusuke Uchiha. What kind of shinobi would he be? She pictured someone similar to herself - strong, firm of mind, and iron of will.
Instead, as she pushed open the door to the tower with an ear-piercing creak, what greeted her was a disappointment. Sleeping against a wall and dressed in casual clothes. Yusuke Uchiha reflected Miyako only in clan name.
"Seriously? Sleeping." a tight frown curled her lips.
An eye slowly opened upon hearing the sound of the Kage Tower's doors begin to creak back open with life. He caught a glance of the woman at first, the slight beginnings of a smirk creeping onto his face as she rounded the corner. Within an instant it had ceded away, and so too did his eyes return back to the "sleeping" position from before. The stage had been returned to normal, and just in time for the woman to comment on the apparently unaware Uchiha.
"Low priority assignment, paired with what was supposed to be my day off. Stayin' awake is the least of my priorities right now."
Yusuke replied, his foot kicking off the wall slowly, and his eyelids opening to reveal a pair of tired, brown eyes. He took the opportunity to look the Chunin up and down, sizing her up on one hand whilst marveling at her features on the other. "Interesting." He continued, a hand sliding out of his pocket and extending out to his wayward cousin. "I kinda assumed our kin would be different in other villages, but-" He nodded towards her hair, the smirk returning to its usual spot on his face. "Didn't realize we came in all different shades."
He'd keep his hand extended until she either shook it or turned him down. All teasing aside, he did seem genuinely interested in the differences that he and Miyako had apart. Though he wasn't positive if her shade of hair was common among her kin or not, he figured she'd give him a clue one way or another eventually. Regardless, such trivial differences weren't all that important among his own people. He could've come out as blonde as an Uzumaki, and his parents would've only been concerned if his prowess as a shinobi had suffered as a result. Such was the way of the Uchiha he'd been born in; it's what made them who they were when the darkness had almost claimed his ancestors.
"Anyway- i'm Yusuke. Guess i'll be keeping you company for a while."