Room 504, Tuesday Late Night

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Ino wasn't quite asleep, but she was pretty close, sprawled out on her bed and in her pajamas. The little bonsai tree she'd picked up earlier was in a place of honour on her desk and every now and then she'd grin at it, then go back to trying to make her eyes focus on the page of one of the scrolls books her Dad wanted her to read. And consider when, exactly, she was going to give people their presents.

She'd probably actually try and sleep soon - unless someone distracted her.

[For the boyfriend~! Mwha.]

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Kabuto wasn't really the gift-giving type, but he'd picked something up for Ino anyway. Mostly because he knew she'd throw a fit if he didn't. Carrying a purple-wrapped package with a silver ribbon behind his back, Kabuto knocked lightly on the door to Ino's room.

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Ino looked up at the knock and tucked some hair behind one ear. "It's unlocked," she called, wondering who'd be knocking at this time of night. "come in."

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Pushing the door open, Kabuto stepped into the room. "I know it's a little late tonight, but I didn't want to be too late to give this to you." He pulled the smallish box out from behind his back, walking over to Ino and handing it to her.

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She took it and stared at the wrapped box, then up at him, "You got me a present?" Ino really hadn't expected anything from him.

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"Is that really so strange?" Kabuto asked, looking surprised. "I'm allowed, aren't I? I could always take it back..."

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"Don't you dare!" Ino told him, but she was beaming, "I just didn't expect it."

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"Well, I hope you like it." Kabuto shrugged slightly, his expression almost...sheepish. "I thought you might, but there's always that chance..."

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Ino was still beaming as she sat up and poked him, "Sit down." She ordered, as she tugged the ribbon off and tore into the present gleefully.

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Kabuto sat down, shuffling his feet a little as Ino tore through the wrappings to find the gift. He wasn't nervous. No. Nuh-uh. Not even a little bit.

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Suuuure he wasn't. Ino was all but bouncing as she took the lid off the box. She stared at the shuriken for a few seconds, made a noise that sounded an awful lot like a squeal of joy, slammed the lid back on - so they wouldn't go flying - and flung herself at Kabuto to hug him.

"You got me weapons!" Clearly, he was the best boyfriend ever.

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Kabuto erked, but laughed as he adjusted Ino's grip so it wasn't cutting off his air anymore. "I did. They made me think of you. Plus, it's something you can actually use." He grinned. "Functional as well as fun."

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"Fun, fun, fun." Ino agreed, kissing him lightly and shifting so she was in a stabler position, but not letting go of him. "Do I get to practise using them on you?" Innocently. Mostly.

"I got you something, too." She told him.

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"If you want," Kabuto told her seriously. "Since you'll be moving on to actual cuts fairly soon. If you want to throw one at me, I'll let you hit." He smiled, kissing her again. "You didn't have to get me anything."

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Best. Boyfriend. Ever. How many other guys would let her fling weapons at them? Not many. "You'll need a bigger bed soon, if you want to keep sleeping with your ego." She laughed. Even if it was probably true. "And I wanted to get you something. Haven't you figured out by now that I do very little I don't want to?"

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"I've got enough room in my bed for a second person," Kabuto assured her, smirking slightly. "And I have noticed that it's difficult to get you to do something you don't want to. Which is why if someone wants you to do something, they have to put it into a way that makes you think it was your idea to do it in the first place."

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"It's generally not smart to explain the ways you manipulate me to me, you know." Ino kissed him again anyway, before wiggling off the bed and picking up a neatly wrapped package that was quite heavy for it's size.

She took it upon herself to sit in his lap, and grinned up at him. "For you!" It was as practical as his gift to her in a way.

... clearly shinobi have warped ideas of appropriate presents.

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Kabuto wrapped his arms around Ino and opened up the present she gave him. Setting the books on Ino's lap, he flipped through the first one, his eyes lighting up behind his glasses. "...This is great!" he exclaimed, pushing the books onto the bed and pulling Ino closer to kiss her again.

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Mmmm. Well-deserved kisses. Ino was glad he liked the books - it made up for the fact that her Dad would probably have a few pointed questions about her choice in reading material when he got the bill.

She grinned, arms snaking around his neck, "Glad you like them." Ino had totally picked them on how little she'd understood them.

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Kabuto grinned. "You don't understand a word in them, do you?" he teased gently, resting his forehead against Ino's. "They'll be very useful. Thank you very much."

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"Nope," Ino admitted, wrinkling her nose, "but that was what made it easy." She smiled at him, "Merry Christmas, Kabuto-san."

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"Merry Christmas, Ino," Kabuto replied, purposefully dropping the suffixes.

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She blushed and ducked her head, resting her forehead against his shoulder, "It's fun, this holiday." Ino said, after a moment, and her arms tightened around him, "And New Year's is just around the bend."

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"New Year's should be entertaining," Kabuto said with a smile. "That's one we know, at least. Christmas is certainly interesting, though I've no idea where they came up with it." He nuzzled Ino gently. "Glad I wasn't late."

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"Annette said it's to celebrate the birth of a saviour," Ino said, closing her eyes and smiling, "but I didn't really get it."

She wound one hand in his ponytail, "And you were perfect, not late at all."

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"Of course I'm perfect," Kabuto told Ino smugly, kissing her again. "I thought you knew that already."