Waiting for Excitement(Open to everyone)

Yoshimori had just left the market carrying a large bag of groceries. As he walked down the street he could tell that people were watching him. Even though he had live in the Fire Nation for the past three years everything was still pretty new to him. His main priority was to never allow anyone to learn that he wasn't human. He was a demon living with his mother and father who wanted nothing more than a peaceful life. Yoshimori grew tired of the people staring at him and his large bag of groceries so he turned into the first alley-way he saw. He walked hoping that nothing was in front of him because the bag of groceries was now blocking his view. Yoshimori tried to be careful, but he tripped. He was able to to keep the the groceries from spilling, but he felt so troubled. He had no friends in school, he wasn't allowed to have fun or do anything. "Why does mylife have to be so boring?" Yoshimori said as he stayed flat on the ground. He couldn't help but hope for some excitement to enter his life.

Itou bent down infront of the boy that was lying flat on the ground. "Why do you think your life is boring?" Itou asked him randomly, as the boy lied flat out on the ground. "A little attitude change couldn't hurt, young boy" Itou continued "You know, if you think everything is boring, it will become boring. Try to look at things in a new light" Itou finishes softly. "Need some help?" Itou asked him, offering him an hand.

Aan walked trough a small ally. He saw a boy, about his age, falling down.
He sank in the earth and he came out near the boy and the old man.

He heard the old man asking the boy if he need help. “I can take care of that” he said and bended the

Yoshimori stood up politely declining the old man's help. "Sorry you hadto hear me complain. I thought i was alone." Yoshimori dusted himself off and got cared by another boy who had popped up. "He heard what he said and thought it could be interesting. "Okay, but it'll have to be kept our secret. My parents are very strict." Yoshimori smirked and became slightly more happy. "I'll have to bring these groceries home first. Please follow me... What is you name?" Yoshimori looked at the old man and said "Thank you for the words of wisdom, sir. I'm not allowed to spend time with people to much older than me, but i hope we meet again in the future." With that Yoshimori ran off with his groceries moving slow enough for the boy to follow. "Please hurry. I would like to move quickly to have some fun."

Itou stands there scratching the back of his head as the two boys run off. "No problem" He replied to the boy, and soon he was too far away for him to hear Itou. Itou sighs slightly 'Can't blame them, of course they'd much rather hang out with someone of their own age instead of an old guy like me' Itou silently muttered as he walked away.

Yoshimori approached his house quickly looking back every few minutes for the boy who he had asked to follow. He felt bad for not taking more time to exlain to the old man, but what could he say. He stopped at the door of his home and walke in leaving the door open for the other boy. "Hi mom. Hi dad." He said as he rushed into the kitchen. He stopped what he was doing and looked around. He was home alone, but he wasn't worried. His parents often went out to think about important things and talk about future plans. He put the groceries away and sat down. "I guess they didn't want to ait til' i got back to leave." He said calmly.

Aan lean on the doors of the boy house. “I hate running” he said. He entered the boy house and looked around him. “Nice house. But why did we came here” he said and looked at the boy. “We should go outside and do something fun” after he seed that he went in front of the house and he made a giant rock to flew over the buildings.

I walked outside and stood next to the boy. "Well what did you have in mind to make things more interesting?" Yoshimori asked anxiously. "By the way, you never told me you name." He said still excited about finally having some fun.

((OOC: well yoshimori's done in this post.))

Tabinin knew she had to look silly, sweeping an incensed bug net about in an open field of grass with not a butterfly in sight...at least not any normal persons sight.
The Mushi she was trying to catch did look like a butterfly but under the right conditions, a rainey autumn night, a bending battle or too much rushing about could set the thing off; if this landed on somebody who'd been exposed to any of those in the last few weeks it would put them in a two day coma and possibly give them memory loss.

"Quit flying around so fast you (mumbled curse) Mushi!" She said taking another good swing at it, narrowly missing.