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The masked man grunted in response, he didn't understand why she told him that in the first place.              He was a tool.                     People didn't talk to tools, unless they were giving them orders. But that voice, it sounded familiar.                      Ino.      He knew that girl.  The rookie 11- no, it was rookie 10 now.           They were the people who changed him, it seemed so long ago now. The war had changed him, and after he had returned to the root.               He had completed his mission, and so the man 'sai' returned to being a tool.             Now he stood here, the tool, covered in the muck from his last mission.   "Ino-san?"            He spoke, and the mask that hid his identity was removed.

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   It was a particularly late night for Ino,cold none the less. Work had been work. Sakura had been lenient with her hospital hours,but Ino figured she had been letting her easy because of the obvious stress that was reflecting on her as a person. Just the other day,Ino had nearly killed a man in one of her interrogations. Ibiki had to pull her off. Speaking of, Ino was training under Ibiki these days. She figured it was something her father would have wanted her to do anyways,what else was she going to do? With everyone else going into their own great adventures,Ino refused to be left in the darkness. 

       Many had wondered whatever happened to her crush on Sasuke,but she would easily answer it with her love life was non existent. Sex on days with her ‘friends with benefits’ as well as friend who shall remain as anonymous. No one caught on,so it was safe. After the war, Ino had cut out many things..including her hopeless romantic  ’facade’. She even cut her hair. Her excuse was,it had been in the way,but she knew it was far from the truth. She didn’t want to be her old self,and thought it was the best way to do things. Needless to say,she thought she looked better with her new do.

But now? She was standing at the gate. Well,her walk in the middle of the night turned into standing at the gate. She wasn’t waiting for everyone,no,she was done with waiting for someone. Her patience was in vain,no one recognized it. She had heard a few footsteps behind her,but didn’t bother turning around. “Just walking.” she called out,crossing her arms. 

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'neh, it's good'  A minute ticked by, and it seemed like he had choose to ignore the other.       But rather, he spoke up, the pen in his fingers clattering to his lap.   "Really? Thank you."

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In all honesty, she was just as bad at initiating casual small talk. Kōu had been passing by behind the pale boy, arms full of supplies for the bakery, when his drawings came to her attention…

     They were amazing.

Awkwardly peering over his shoulder, the girl admired his handiwork for a moment before finally attempting to greet him. “Neh, it’s good…”

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Black orbs never glanced up, instead, when he heard her voice he contiued to draw, the tips of his lips curving up into the fake smile that graced his face quite often.          "Hello."

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He was awful, really awful at striking conversations; especially with people he didn’t know.       So instead of speaking to them? He was going to continue to draw; if they needed him; they would speak.

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ѕaι ιѕ тнe naмe ι waѕ gιven ғor тнιѕ мιѕѕιon               ι’м noвody.                      ι aм a тool.                           ι don’т eхιѕт  Ж

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He was awful, really awful at striking conversations; especially with people he didn't know.       So instead of speaking to them? He was going to continue to draw; if they needed him; they would speak.

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did someone say they want an elf!Sai ?