Any fear about Shizune's clothing causing any troubles were immediately forgotten once Ino put them on. Sure, they were a little small in certain areas…but they comfy and didn't interfere with her movements. If anything, the only real problem outside the lack of space in those areas were the lack of color on the outfit. Not really her thing.
But still, they allowed sifting through the Baba file and arranging everything alphabetically without her sleeves getting in the way, so she had no reason to complain. If anything, she wanted to complain about how boring the whole file sorting business ended up being. Just hours of sitting down, browsing through paper after paper after paper, correcting any mistakes, and then arranging them in the proper order. Really, really simple. The only effort she had to put into it was to make sure everything is arranged in the right order and the greatest amount of brainpower she had to use were to solve mistakes in math.
And this went on for hours. Followed by breakfast. Then back to work. Then lunch. More work. A short break. Then the last bit of work for the day before dinner and a few free hours before turning in for the night. That was her daily routine…this included tending to that damn pig.
"I could care less." Ino said out loud. "I could care so much less." Ino slowly blinked, folding her eyelids together. She then blinked several times to set her eyelid back to normal. Her eyes felt heavy, even itching a little. She took slow breaths as she tried to steel herself from falling over onto the nice, flat table…and taking a well…deserved nap…
Ino lifted up head off the table sharply. No use trying to keep herself awake…the battle was up a steep slope with no holds for her hands nor her feet. She looked around the office area. Looks like Tsunade stepped out…or, given the neverending showers, went off to fart in another room.
Over the last couple of days of living with Tsunade, Ino became a bit paranoid about her host. Seemingly? It felt as if Tsunade was just throwing all of the work on her. The filing, the sorting…the dealings with that damn pig…all of it just felt like a excuse for some easy slave labor. In fact…Ino hadn't really talked to Tsunade in a while. Nothing more than simple greetings in the morning and a 'good night' in the evening. Ino had been stewing anger for quite some time.
And you know what? The Baba file isn't going to fly out of the window, or anything for that matter. And besides…the whole village is on a personal lockdown due to the shower and flooding, so it's not like Mister Baba is going to walk in here and demand for his file without drowning. And the showers weren't going to end for a while anyway…so, in Ino's mind at least, doing this work is pointless!
She slammed her pen down, letting it bounce off the desk and onto the floor. Ino got up, let out a big wide yawn, and scurried over to the nearby couch. Usually, Tsunade would crash on the couch during a long work session, but seeing how she delegated all of the work onto Ino, it made sense if the hard working individual got to sleep on the couch.
Ino practically threw herself down onto the couch, face-first into the cushy arm. Her tired mind didn't take long to go into sleep mode. Ino's mind wandered away into a inky-black void. While it felt like she was only keeping her eyes closed the entire time…at least no one was yelling at her…
"GET UP!"
Ino jumped, now fully awake. She turned in her place to face the person that just yelled at her and found it to be a furious-looking Tsunade. "Ino!" She screeched again.
"I only took a break!" Ino retorted. "Just a small one, yeesh…"
"The papers!" Tsunade cried out, pointing towards the window. Once Ino bothered to look over, her eyes went wide in shock. A window had been thrown open and the rain had been pouring into the room and ruining the carpet. Even worse, papers were flying out of the window and into the rainy world outside. "The papers!" Tsunade repeated as she rushed off to go and collect the flying papers.
Ino jumped up and went towards the window to both close it and grab any paper that were flying her way. In a frantic panic, Ino just snatched and crumpled all the papers in her hand without a care as to what the papers contained. Tsunade followed suit as she took whatever she could reach with your hands.
Once Ino finally got around to closing the window, she stumbled over to the desk and put the soggy and ruined papers onto the desk. "You shouldn't be taking a break without permission." Tsunade growled. "Stuff like this can happen at any moment…and Mister Baba will be very upset that his pension was literally washed away…"
"I'm sorry." Ino dejected, feeling actual remorse for her actions. "I'm sorry." She repeated as she shuffled the papers around. As she worried that things might be far worse than what they currently appeared to be, she looked at the papers to see the damage. Only to notice…
"These papers are bank." Ino blankly stated. "Did some printer paper get caught up…" When she looked up to face Tsunade, she noticed the wicked, awful grin on her host's face. It didn't take long for Ino to scowl and sneered, "You."
"You sleep like a rock." Tsunade ineffectively held back her laughter. "Gave me enough time to move the important stuff out and place all the spare printer paper in here." She smiled and tilted her head. "Looks like you won't be sleeping on the job next time." She let out a sharp laugh.
"Lady Tsunade…" Ino looked inside. "You just littered. On purpose. And you have fines up to five thousand ryo…"
"Oh." Tsunade kept her smile on and her head titled, but was clear that all the joy of the situation had joined the papers outside in the rain. "We should go and get them."
"Right now?"
"Yeah, knowing our luck, those papers will come back to bite us."
This only served to make Ino even more annoyed with her host. Not only did she became the butt of a lame practical joke, she had to go outside into the pouring rain and clean up the mess that Tsunade made in the first place. Sure, Tsunade this time was actually helping, but Ino couldn't help but feel she was picking more of the papers than Tsunade.
"Real great joke." Ino snared as she chased after a sheet rolling around. "Let's give the assistant a panic attack by thinking some important files were blow into the rain." She grunted as she dived onto the paper to catch it. "Do you pull this stunt with Shizune?"
"I admit, I didn't think things through!" Tsunade shouted over the roaring wind. Seems as if nature really wanted to make the job of litter retrieval as impossible as it could go. "Normally I wouldn't go this far with Shizune…"
"Because she gets paid by you!"
"I'm paying you too!"
"Not as much!" Ino snarled as rolled the papers together into a soggy, messy ball. "You took advantage of a traumatized woman for some cheap labor!" She tossed the ball into a nearby puddle, where it promptly floated for a second before sinking. "You think I enjoy taking care of that stupid pig?!"
"I'm only trying to get you back into working shape!" Tsunade shouted back, walking over to Ino, her footsteps squishing into the wet ground. "I wasn't thinking, I'm sorry! I just wanted…"
"Something for you!" Ino roared above Tsunade. "You wanted something JUST FOR YOU!" She stomped on her way back to the house, only to trip over a tree root hidden in a dark puddle. Ino landed into a even bigger puddle face-first, dropping all the papers and soaking in a great deal of mud and water. "Ugh!" Ino groaned as she lifted herself up. "Greedy bitch!" Ino remarked as she left the papers in the water to go and deal with her own problems.
Tsunade stood out there in the rain. Maybe she pushed the girl a bit too far. Her lack of sleep combined with her nightmare only served to turn her into a sour individual. If Tsunade were really paying attention to Ino's progress instead of treating the whole thing like a happy houseparty…and making Ino deal with a pet she never dealt with before. Really, she expected a traumatized woman to do around the same work as a loyal and longtime assistant? Keeping her busy seemed to be like the best idea…
Tsunade waited a bit outside underneath the overhang, letting her soaked clothes drizzle over the porch. Figured it would be safer to let Ino deal with her own wet clothes first, give her some much-needed breathing room. It also allowed Tsunade to consider her new plan of action. Obviously, the rain wasn't going to let up anytime soon. She and Ino were stuck together regardless of how one felt for the other. The boat was already rocking, so Tsunade needed a plan to keep it the boat from turning turtle.
Once the lights in Ino's second floor room went on, Tsunade started to undress as she walked in and throw in her soggy clothes into the hamper. Grabbing a dry towel, she wrapped it around her and went straight towards her room for bed. Perhaps a good nights sleep will change things, or at least give everyone a better mood to tackle any problems ahead.