Room 504, Sunday Evening

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Ino had been sleeping all day and while she felt way better for it, because clearly she’d needed it, she couldn’t help but feel… weird.

A whole day was gone and she’d done… nothing. And she wasn’t even supposed to be doing anything now, she was supposed to be relaxing and Ino was quickly coming to the conclusion that relaxing was very, very boring.

…or maybe it was just because she didn’t have a whole lot to do that wasn’t related to some sort of study project? Ino flopped back on her bed, still in her pyjamas because, whatever, if she was going to be lazy she might as well look the part, right?—and stared up at the ceiling for awhile before grabbing Kabuto’s laptop and powering it up. Maybe she needed a hobby, or something?

[Open door, open post!]

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She was utterly silence for a few moments, before a soft green glow enveloped her hands. That done, she placed her hands just over his bruises.

"It shouldn't hurt," she said conversationally, "maybe a tingle, or something, but nothing more than that."

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The green glowing was definitely different, especially now that Cal could see it, and that alone could make his skin tingle before Ino even did anything. Just a bit too sci-fi for his complete comfort, but he shifted a little, and just let Ino do her weird little healing thing.

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It didn't take that long at all really, half a minute maybe, and when she was done, she grinned up at him, letting the glow fade.

"Was that so bad?"

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"I'm going to miss those bruises," Cal said, frowning just slightly as he inspected his newly unharmed arms. "They were pretty impressive ones."

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"Why would you miss your bruises?" Ino asked. "Is this some weird macho thing?"

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Cal scoffed. "No," he insisted, although it totally was. "I just thought they were cool."

And one had to admit, they were kind of pretty in color.

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"...they were causing you pain and you wanted to keep them?"

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"They only hurt," Cal said, "if they got touched."

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She blinked at him.

"You are so weird."

And she sounded mildly impressed about it too.

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"Besides that," Cal offered, "they were gifts. They were like big, purple reminders of how much Fanbutt loves me."

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"And yet you let me heal them," she hummed. "Such a sacrifice."

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"It made you happy to heal them, though, right?"

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"Yes!" She beamed sunnily at him. "I am happy."

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"Then," Cal said with a nod, and a faint smile of his own. "There you go."

Cal's own way of saying what he pretended the bruises did, without having to say it.

Plus, he knew the magic word that could always get him more.

Might actually turn into a pretty clever set-up, until the two of them caught on. Tease Fanbutt, get bruises, make Ino happy for healing bruises and yelling at him.

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...

That was an awful set up in Ino's opinion, if she could read the narrative! Ino would rage at him when she found out! Rage.

"There I go." She beamed.