Room 504, Tuesday Morning

[intraspective]

Ino... had heard radio. Thanks a lot, radio.

Ino was now contemplating hiding in her room for the rest of the day just in case Temari-san had heard, and took offense, to what had been said.

It didn’t look much like she was hiding, since she had the door open and was ostensibly just doing a thorough check up on all of her many plants. She was honest enough with herself though to know that she was hiding. If Temari-san had really wanted to have words with her then a closed door was hardly going to stop her.

Just... staying out of Temari-san’s way sounded like a real good idea right about now. So that's what Ino was doing.

[Open door, open post.]

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[first-guardian.livejournal.com]

The corner of his mouth twisted up briefly, but he didn't smile. He didn't know what to say either so he got up from the bed and went to inspect one of the plants on her desk.

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"Somehow," she said, following him with her gaze. "I'm not sure what I expected you to say to that."

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"I'm not sure either," he said honestly, touching a leaf of the plant. "What are you supposed to say?"

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She shrugged. "You're the one having all the issues 'bout it."

[first-guardian.livejournal.com]

"I don't have issues," he protested instantly. Maybe just a little.

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"Liar," she said, smiling slightly.

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He shrugged. "It's okay. I just... hadn't expected it?"

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"Hadn't expected the kiss, or hadn't expected me to do it?"

Or both, really.

"Or... for you to like it...?"

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He blinked and considered it for a moment. "All of those?" he suggested impishly.

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Well, at least he'd liked it.

"Do you regret it?"

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He opened his mouth to answer, then snapped it shut again, considering her for another instant. "No. You?"

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"No," she said honestly. "I don't."

Though she might have not done it had she'd known it'd be his first kiss.

[first-guardian.livejournal.com]

"Okay," he drew in a breath and shifted his weight from foot to foot. "So now what?"

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"I don't know," she told him, stretching out on her stomach and staring up at him. "No grand master plan here."

[first-guardian.livejournal.com]

"You could give me my shirt back?" he suggested.

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That got a smug little smirk. "Nope."

Never!

[first-guardian.livejournal.com]

"Is it to remember me by?" he teased, oh so modestly.

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"Never mind that I took it before I kissed you, right?"

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"Maybe you were planning it then already," he guessed, flopping down on the ground beside her bed.

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She reached over to try and tug at his hair.

"Me? Plan?"

[first-guardian.livejournal.com]

"You plan," he replied, reaching up to thwap her hand away.

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"That's an idea that'd surprise some people," she noted, making a grab for his hand instead.

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"You're supposed to be a ninja," he pointed out, frowning as she caught his hand. He leaned his head back against the mattress to look up at her.

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"I am one," she said, keeping her hold on his hand and wrinkling her nose at him. "Still surprises people."

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"You shouldn't care," he told her, tugging on her hand.