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Kiss
Katsumi's lips thinned in displeasure. Standing in front of her was an all too familiar figure. The jounin had hoped to complete her solo mission without interruption. A pipe dream she knew now, but hey, hope springs eternal. With luck she would at least make it back to Konoha in time for the evening celebrations.
The shapeshifter looked decidedly non-threatening, save for the insolent smirk that adorned his face. It was the look of someone who had already won. The expression all but screamed I know something you don't know.
The jounin sensei scanned the area once again only to come up blank. She didn't see anything, not so much as a hint of a trap. "What?!" She demanded at last.
Hiraku's smirk grew wider. "Look up," the shapeshifter advised.
Cringing, the young woman did so. What would it be this time? Nothing that wouldn't wash out immediately she hoped. At first, Katsumi didn't fully comprehend what she was seeing.
It was a plant, almost like any other. The small, slightly wilted thing had green leaves and drooping white berries. This particular plant however, had a very special significance.
By the time the jounin had finished processing the significance of said plant; Hiraku's lips were on hers. He tasted faintly of cinnamon, Katsumi vaguely realized. For a moment, she just stared shocked into the other's violet eyes. She couldn't believe he had actually kissed her.
"Merry Christmas jounin-san," Hiraku whispered. Then the shapeshifter turned, disappearing into the trees. He had to hurry if he was going to make it to Gaara's in time for dinner.
A faint blush lit Katsumi's cheeks as she watched him go. This was one incident that wasn't making it into any reports.
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Hope you enjoyed this
The opportunity presented by the season was just too good to pass up
Have a merry Christmas everyone