"Ahh...." Sayuri yawned, her cheeks a rosy red when she peered into the mirror. She giggled quietly to herself, before beginning her morning the same way she always had, her patent daily routine, which provided discipline, excellence, and oddly enough, enthusiasm. Sayuri performed each individual task, one after another, starting from a warm bath, a great meal, and then finally appeared outside her door, dressed in her signature dark black uchiha robes. She paused there, closing her eyes, as the breeze suddenly returned, allowing for it to yet again blow through her hair, and open her coat.