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"You always were a fun mind to explore. So dysfuntional and influential at the same time." The female commented absently as she brushed the tips of her fingers against the wooden globe on his desk.
"Most of the influential ones are dysfuntional in some way." He replied smoothly. "Do you still think of me as dysfuntional?"
"The ones in power usually are."
"That doesn't answer my question." He asked with a smile, watching her face as she quietly contemplated hidden thoughts.
"Not as much as you used to be. Some think you are insane with how peaceful you are."
"You always were one for avoiding direct answers."
"I'm always one for not remembering the question or knowing the answer that you're actually asking for." She commented easily. "The question of if you're dysfuntional: the answer is no. You used to be quite the quirky little mind, but after your little boy toy Naruto was done with you, you straightened out pretty nicely. For a male leader, you're quite the catch."
"Hm."
"What exactly does this new job entail, Gaara-sama? It sounds juicy from the little snippets I catch in your scrambled brain. Good job on that, by the way. Very few leaders can master that successfully."
"... It came quite easily. It's just a different thought process. Anyone with Sharingan or your abilites would be able to read me like a book otherwise."
"Job?"
"...You've heard about our encounters with the Akatsuki, right? And how we're at war with them?"
"Tch, who hasn't? Are you wanting me to interrigate people regaurding the Akatsuki situation?"
"No. You're pretty rusty if you haven't figured it out yet." He said with a challenging smirk, which caused the female to glare.
"I was under the impression that you wanted me to stay out of your mind. I was trying to be lady-like Mr. Kazekage sir. And it's dangerous for me to know too much- I'm only glancing at the things that pop into your brain from time to time." She said with her hands in the air, and playfully stepped back. The kazekage chuckled.
"... he really disciplined you." He commented softly. Her face fell.
"Now I have to explain all of my actions to you or else be presumed brainwashed? You've known me for years!" She blurted, hurt evident in her voice. The kazekage frowned.
"You're out of practice and no good to me like this. You may have needed to act for your life when you were with the ex guerilla warfare General from the Mist, but with me I need the opposite. Do what you did before, when you were useful. I need a dependable gen jutsu user outside of the regular interrigators. You're dismissed."
