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Fifth floor common room, Tuesday night

There had been an awful lot of Fandomonian craziness this weekend. And graduation was in a few days, and that probably meant loads MORE craziness. So, for tonight, people probably needed a break.

So Sokka had gotten pie. Lots of pie. And beverages of various descriptions.

PIE PARTY!!!

[~~Wait for OCD~~ Have some pie!]

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"As I said...I'm sure they understood."

Kabuto shook his head. "Ino, I really don't need to hear about you forking him..."

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Ino considered the blueberry pie she had, then considered him. Then considered the odds of her hitting him--which were, admittedly, not likely.

She turned her back on him. "Whatever."

Kabuto smiled and turned his attention back to the tea. Most of his attention, at least.

Quick as a blink Ino set the pie aside--she wasn't totally suicidal--and went to hug him tightly.

In all her pie-y glory.

She was pushing it, yes. Ino knew that.

There was a heavy, longsuffering sigh from the hugged ninja.

"...Yes?"

She grinned up at him. "You've got pie on you now," Ino told him impishly.

"I know. You're lucky I'm in a good mood." He could always throw this shirt in the wash, anyway.

The kettle began whistling, so Kabuto removed it from the heat. He poured the water into another teapot, one that was there for the sole purpose of keeping the water warm. "Well, I have what I came for. Have a good night, Ino."

She clung tighter to him. "You're not leaving yet."

Stubborn stubborn girl.

"I'm not?" Kabuto asked, interested. "I have work to do. I'm going to be very busy after graduation, afterall."

Ino scowled. She didn't like thinking about that whole... graduation thing.

"I guess you're leaving, huh?" My, the ground was interesting now. Yeah.

"I don't know yet," Kabuto replied cheerfully. "It's pretty well secret, though, so I couldn't tell you anyway." He smiled. "But I do need to get to work." Leaning closer, he kissed the top of Ino's head - one of the cleaner places. "We'll talk later?"

"Promise me?" Ino asked. "Promise me that we'll talk about it?"

"Sure." Kabuto turned off the stove and picked up his teapot. "Later, we will."

"Okay," she watched him quietly. "Have... fun... working, I guess."

"Of course." The Sound ninja grinned, then vanished in a puff of white smoke.

Showoff.

Ino took a deep breath, forced a smile on her face and very deliberately picked up her blueberry pie again.

She Wasn't Thinking about it. Not now.

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