He watched Shizune with some amount of respect and interest. As Tsunade's apprentice, she was not to be taken lightly. Those poison needles earlier had been the work of a master. But even in that drab grey kimono and simple haircut, she was incredibly attractive. There was a quality of protectiveness and also righteous anger that he simply found irresistible. He mentally brought himself back. She was the enemy. He had no right to fall in love with her. Yet Romeo and Juliet sprung to mind when he thought of them together. He nearly hit himself. Wrong thinking, he reprimanded himself. She is not on your side. She is not even sympathetic. Better a lonely heart than a broken one, he thought to himself. But ever after that encounter, his thoughts wandered to her.