Room 505, Friday Evening

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Ino had freshly brewed tea in a teapot, two cups, several medical textbooks, a notebook with questions scribbled in it, her hairbrush, a change of clothes, and chocolate. A fair bit of chocolate actually, even though he probably wouldn't eat it. She had tea biscuits though if he wanted something. Ino was thoughtful!

Even with the help of a bag it was rather a lot for her to carry all in one trip. So, when she crossed the hall, with the bag slung over her shoulder and carrying the tea and cups on a tray, Ino found herself without a way to knock. Oh well. Too late now. Since her hands were full, she decided on the next best thing.

No, she didn't kick the door.

She flared her chakra instead. Once, twice. Three second pause. Once, twice.

He'd better get the idea and open the stupid door.

[For that boy she likes. Room number shamelessly modded with permission.]

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It was supposed to hurt. Geez.

"I'll keep that in mind the next time you piss me off," Ino said sweetly.

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Well, the last time he'd really had to use it, he'd had a rather large hole blasted through his midsection. It hadn't been a very enjoyable experience.

"I'm sure you will."

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It was probably fortunate for them then that Ino didn't know the Rasengan.

"I will," she said, "I don't forget anything important like that."

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That little fact was probably fortunate for everyone.

"I know you don't. That's a very good trait to have." Though Kabuto said he might let her hit him. Not that he would.

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Very probably. Ino's temper was a thing to be feared without adding a jutsu like that to her repertoire.

Ino peeked up at him. "It's not hard to remember things."

She'd try and hit him anyway. Eventually she'd have to connect, right?

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She might connect eventually, but it was far more likely that he'd connect before she did. And if he was able to get a hit in first...well, Ino's chances were just about nil, depending on his mood at the time.

"It's not hard to remember things. It's also not hard to figure things out. This, for example." Kabuto nodded toward the book.

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Yeah yeah, Ino knew that too. But that was part of the challenge of it.

"Maybe I just like having you help me," Ino said, "and you are better than the book is at explaining."

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"That's because I know what I'm talking about, and I know how to put it into smaller words." Kabuto smirked slightly. "I'm not unused to breaking technical terms into more commonly used ones."

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"If there was an insult in that, I'm ignoring it," Ino told him, "I'm sleepy and comfortable and don't feel like getting mad at you."

Miracle of miracles.

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"It's not quite an insult. Sometimes even Orochimaru-sama gets annoyed with the technical terms." Kabuto closed the book and set it aside, taking a drink of his tea. "So, you're staying here tonight." It wasn't a question.

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"Uh huh, I'm not sure if I believe that or not." She sounded dubious but closed her eyes and smiled, "I don't think you're going to kick me out."

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"No, I'm not going to kick you out. I am surprised you didn't come in your pajamas." Kabuto squeezed her again, lightly.

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"They're in my bag," she said, "optional."

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Kabuto blinked at her, then leaned back against the headboard, shaking with laughter.

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"What?" Ino asked crossly.

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"I'm just amused. You come over here completely expecting not to go back to your room." Kabuto had to lean over and kiss her.

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"What's so funny about it?" Ino let him kiss her but didn't kiss him back. "Are you?" He's said he wouldn't earlier, but...

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"Expecting you to leave? No. I'm wondering if it might be easier for you to simply leave things here instead of bringing them back and forth." Kabuto shrugged slightly. "There is another dresser."

There was an entirely unused half of the room, in fact.

Ino could totally move in, if she wanted. Not that Kabuto was hinting that.

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"Seriously?" It was almost a squeak.

Ino made funny leaps of logic like that. Use of the dresser made his room practically her room too. Blink. Blink.

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"Why not? It would be more convenient, wouldn't it?" It just seemed so logical to Kabuto.

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"Convenient..." Ino repeated, still dumbfounded.

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"Yes. Convenient. Beneficial. Handy." Kabuto raised his eyebrows. "You don't think so?"

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"It doesn't sound right," she said, frowning, "doing it for convenience sake."

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"No?" Kabuto tilted his head to the side. "What would you prefer to call it?"

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"I don't know," she looked a bit flustered, "just not that."