Day 3
a/n: a project i'm starting. it'll follow the manga, with one drabble per chapter.
enjoy.
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"Where've you been?" Asuma called out to his friend, jogging up to him before jumping up to sit next to him on the wall overlooking the forest that surrounded Konoha.
Genma looked up lazily. "Mandatory training mission. Didn't Kurenai tell you?"
"No, she didn't." Asuma took out a squashed-looking pack of cigarettes from his jounin vest and lit one, taking a long draw before letting it stream out his nostrils, making Genma chuckle.
"I heard about that incident with Sandaime-sama's coffee maker."
Asuma winced. "Damn. I thought Yamanaka'd keep his big mouth shut, but no..."
"It's probably halfway to Ame by now, if you told him. His wife's the biggest gossip I've ever met."
"It wasn't as if I had a choice as to who saw me break it. And anyway, it was an accident."
Genma raised his eyebrows, chewing thoughtfully on his senbon. "Not the way I heard it. Gai said you were trying to sneak a look at that scroll of Fuuton jutsu hidden in the rafters above the cafeteria and that's how you knocked it over."
"Heh. If I was trying to get that, I would have been more discreet." Asuma ran a hand over his beard. "No, I was trying to sneak an extra donut out of the box and I tripped over the damn power cord."
"Graceful. How you got past chuunin, I'll never know."
Asuma socked Genma in the shoulder good-naturedly. "You were the one who recommended me for jounin, dumbass."
"And I regret it every day," joked Genma, grinning.
"Sure you do." Asuma scoffed and let the subject drop, a contented smirk on his face. They sat on that wall until the sun set and Genma said he'd treat Asuma to ramen.