I'm sorry this is sooooooooo late. I've been trying to keep up with everything and it's taking a lot of time for my college work. Ugh! Anyhow. ENJOY!^^
Scribble. Scribble. Scribble. His pencil flew about his paperwork as he worked on the thinning stack. Seiraiya had been doing the paperwork for most of the day, and it was beginning to aggravate him. He was about to slam down his writing utensil when Jiraiya decided to pop in.
"Hey Hana-chan! How's the paperwork coming?" he asked cheerfully. Seiraiya glared up at him.
"Did somebody spike your orange juice this morning? Cuz you're unusually happy," he asked, annoyed. Jiraiya walked up to the desk as he answered his question.
"No, not that I'm aware of. But anyway, I'll be heading out with you and Lera to the time lock."
"And you're excited about that?" Seiraiya was confused.
"Oh, no. It's nothing really." Jiraiya rubbed the back of his head. Seiraiya raised an eyebrow.
"Alrighty then. Have you spoken to my wife yet?"
"Yes. She sent me over to you so you knew I'd be there tonight. And," he reached into one of his pockets and handed him a note. "She wanted me to give this to you." He handed the note to him. Seiraiya took the note and opened it. He read through the note, and nodded when he was finished.
"Tonight will be interesting if the vision is true."
"Who's?"
"Lei's. It was right after she got her hitai-ate." Jiraiya raised an eyebrow.
"That's very interesting."
