| [Mar. 12th, 2009|11:57 pm] |
"In all fairness, your grandfather hated most people," Asuma pointed out. "It was his thing." Along with being one of the more terrifying ninja to ever draw breath. Though that might just have been the hate; even the Hokage's son hadn't been immune. Of course, Asuma hadn't exactly been living up to the family legacy.
He stepped aside to avoid shouldering a civilian woman carrying a basket of fish, dodged two men with a ladder swung between them, and almost tripped right over a goat on a string. Apparently Konoha still did its market day on Sunday.
Ginta didn't seem to be paying much attention to the bustle around them. As far as Asuma could tell, he didn't seem to be paying much attention to anything but whatever was going on inside his own skull.
Damn but the man had a lot of boyfriend issues.
"Out of interest," Asuma asked, "you ever dated a guy that was right for you?" |
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