Room 504, Monday Late Afternoon

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Ino was on her bed and pretending that the weekend hadn’t existed. Because she’d been a moron all weekend. The word ‘hi’ was banned from her vocabulary from now on. Yes. That’d work.

At least it had been mostly fun, though she’d bet that at least one person was totally going to mock her for being wee and chocolate obsessed. This reminded her—she had to throw out the rest of the chocolate she had in her room. Ino wasn’t going to eat it any time soon. Definitely not. No.

It had been fun. Except for the ‘mean lady’. Ino groaned. Yeah. Avoiding Lieutenant Kerrigan was right up there on her list of things to do from now on. And she had to check in with Annette at some point to see what the damage was to Annette’s room. What had they been thinking?

Oh, right. They hadn’t been.

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There was a knock on the door.

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Ino twisted around to look at the door. "Come in!"

She'd just kick whoever it was out if they made fun of her for being all ridiculous on the weekend.

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He slipped in and leaned against the once again closed door.

"And how are you, Ino?"

He waved as he said it, showing off the still-blue nails.

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"Like I was a child all weekend," Ino said dryly, biting back a smile at his painted nails, "a very cheerful, very friendly little child."

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He grinned, entirely ridiculous in his pleasure, before wandering over to where she was.

"I know. It was wonderful."

He had no shame as to his actions as a child over the weekend. For one, he'd been a rather sober child. For another...

He'd been happy.

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Ino blinked at him, moving to the side automatically to make room for him to sit with her.

"I tried to convince someone that I was a squirrel disguised as 'Ino'," she said. "That's a bit too ridiculous for me to get over quickly." Even if it had been a lot of fun at the time. "I'm glad you had fun though." And she was.

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He slipped an arm behind her for a half-hug.

"I made cookies and Professor Ambrose carried me around on his shoulders and made me a special toy just for me, a horse that walks when you wind it up."

He gave her a faint squeeze and grinned.

"And I got to paint with you."

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That made her giggle; just a bit.

"I'm so sorry for Annette though. We wrecked her room I bet." Ino leaned against him. "I'll have to see if I can track her down and offer to help clean it." That was only fair. Little Ino had been most enthusiastic about painting.

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"I'll go with you. I had my fun with the paints as well as you," he said. "And I'm good at cleaning off walls."

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"I'm sure the walls would appreciate that," she said lightly. "Or possibly just Annette's sanity."

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"It can't be that bad," he said with a snort. "It's just colors. It doesn't smell too horribly bad, at least."

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She laughed.

"Liir, I just have to say, that if we'd painted my room pink and purple with sparkles and a blanket tent in the middle of the floor and I woke up to that... I'd take one look and avoid my room for the rest of the day. I'm pretty sure Annette feels the same way."

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He shrugged.

"I trust your judgment on appropriate levels of horror at pink and purple paint and sparkles. It's thankfully, never come up."

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Kabuto was still trying to repress the weekend. But he still wanted to check on Ino, just to make sure she hadn't glitterpainted her entire room or something. Knocking lightly, he waited for a response.

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Ino's room was thankfully unmarred by the weekend. She glanced up and over at the door. "Come in?"

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Kabuto pushed the door open and stepped inside. "Good evening."

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"Evening!" He got a smile from her. "Should I be worried about catching cooties from you?" Ino asked teasingly.

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The silver-haired ninja facepalmed just a little. "Are you?"

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"Well," Ino said slowly, smiling more, "cooties don't seem nearly so bad today as they did yesterday."

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"That's good," Kabuto replied, walking over to her. "Otherwise things might get awkward."

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"Just a bit." Ino wrinkled her nose cheerfully at him.

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"You aren't nearly as loud as you were as a child," He commented, smirking.

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"You also don't seem to think I'm nearly so dumb now," Ino said rolling her eyes. "What did you expect? I had nothing but chocolate and candy to eat all weekend. Quiet wasn't happening."

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"No. You're not as stupid as you were then." Kabuto chuckled. "You're also older, which does help quite a bit."

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She grinned. "And yet, you still hugged me when you were a small child. How about that."

Which, on thinking about it, was really really adorable.