It's been a while everyone! I'm busy as hell with the IB, but I've managed to find some time to write :)
He came in just as she was about to leave.
Naori put down her bag she was about to pick up and planted herself down on her seat: she made the prompt and swift decision to stay and have a conversation with the man.
"Naori!" He called her before she could do the same.
"Hi Tobirama, I haven't seen you for a while," she smiled. Good timing.
"Yeah. Just taking a break from all the work. Um… mind if I sit with you?" He asked, glancing at the spare seat opposite of her.
"No problem."
"Hey, so, I've been meaning to ask… How have you been?" Tobirama tried to appear casual (though it was not exactly his forte).
"Been getting along just fine. I had a mission a few days ago, near Takigakure. Had to retrieve a couple of confidential scrolls from stray bandits."
"And I gather that it was a success?"
"Yeah. Though Kagami wasn't happy with me being away for a few nights."
"Well, that's somewhat understandable."
"He's also been complaining about not seeing you. Coming to think of it, you really should drop by some day—to assuage his despondent demeanour and my incessant daily woes, of course," Naori chuckled.
"Yeah, that would be great," the words slipped from Tobirama's tongue without much careful co-ordination from the mind. Damn, that came out the wrong way.
Naori, though, didn't seem to notice.
"How's your brother doing after, you know, the whole matchmaking incident with Madara?"
"Oh he endured hours and hours of scolding by Mito and then begged for her forgiveness for an entire night. She locked him outside of the house, so he constructed a wooden lounge outside on the pavement, which also happened to be decorated by the letters 'I'm sorry' on the roof. Then she let him in, but ignored him for two weeks straight. Then he begged for her forgiveness again and promised to take her on to the hot springs for the next weekend, which he did (I was, as usual, tasked with finishing his paper work). Then they somehow reconciled in one of those cabins—okay, you probably know what they did anyway. I'll spare you the detail. Besides, we're in a public restaurant and there are a couple of kids around that corner." He paused to take a sip of water, and then continued this anecdote rather self-indulgently. "Anyways, I digress. Long story short, they're fine now. Madara, however, would be another story. Hang on a second, let me do some mental calculations… Right… Hashirama received a total of 47 death threats in a month. Charming lad, that Madara—by the way, that was meant to be sarcastic. And—"
Tobirama paused.
What the actual hell was he doing?
"—yeah. That's about what happened." He finished somewhat anticlimactically.
Just what is this ridiculous banter? He sounded, much to his own distaste, like one of those garrulous fools who never strayed for more than 1 metre from the daimyo. Like a slobbering idiot.
Nonetheless, to his relief, Naori chuckled along and didn't seem to mind at all.
So, how was it? Please let me know in the reviews :) On another note, I'd love to know what you guys think of Tobirama and Naori's relationship. Though this is supposed to be a silly, nonsensical parody/sitcom about Konoha's founders, I'm not sure that I want to stick in another romance just for the sake of it.