Yuzuya grimaced briefly. "I hate to sound like a geezer, but my first three months were hell. Well, my first year was like hell. Maybe this is a slow time?" He paused to chug the last of his beer before the second one arrived. "Or to be fair, maybe you just are a really resilient guy." He shrugged. "If so, my hat off to you."

He pondered the foam left in the bottom of his mug for a moment and then regarded Kotetsu thoughtfully. "Well, I hope it stays that way for you, man. If you ever do have any problems, though, you know..." Yuzuya turned his mug around once, twice. "You need anything, just... ask, okay?"

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"Thanks," Kotetsu grinned at him and stabbed at another piece of sushi. "Totally hope so. I mean. Nothing we can't handle, right?"

Not like cold shoulders from the other Hunters would make the missions any harder.

A gulp of his tea, and he looked up at Yuzu. "Why... why was your year bad? They did the.Hazing? I thought it was illegal."

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"Rules against hazing don't mean much if there's no one who's really backing them up," Yuzu commented, quirking an eyebrow at Kotetsu. "But the administration is looking out for more of that these days. Took a council member's grandson getting beat on to make them start, though."

Yuzuya's second beer and another mixed plate of sushi arrived by way of the waiter, and Yuzu latched on to beer number two. "But anyway. I was just too young, you know? I thought of ANBU as like knights on white horses. First few missions on sabotage destroyed that pretty quick."

There was a brief pause as Yuzu gulped some of his beer. He nodded to the second plate of sushi. "Eat up, eat up."

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"Huh." A council member's grandson. Kotetsu wondered briefly about that - mostly because they moved in circles he didn't even know about. Hell, he didn't even know who the current council members were, just shadowy faces of people who did vaguely important things.

He could only hope that he wouldn't ever get hauled up in front of a council to explain anything.

"They only ever stand behind their words when something like that happens," Kotetsu shrugged. "I know what I'm getting into. ANBU's really cool and all that, best of the best, but we do things that others don't."

Easy to say, but he wondered how he'd really react if he had to do a mission like what Ginta and Kakashi came back from in pieces. As much as he disliked Kakashi, he was a jounin and a genius, and Kotetsu was chuunin and green to boot. He shivered briefly, and took a deep gulp of his tea to hide it.

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Yuzuya forced a tight smile. "I don't mean to bitch. You'll be fine," he reassured the younger man. Yuzu helped himself to another salmon, and slurped it down, relishing the tender texture. "Yum. Oh man."

"You've got muscles, you'll probably get a lot of girls. You know, I know a couple of nice girls who work down in the Intel mail room. You like brunettes?" Now THAT was a great idea. Get the newbie laid, and get those chuunin to stop breathing down his neck. Two birds with one stone! HALLELUJAH. Yuzuya patted himself mentally on the back. Wonderful idea, he should win an award or something.

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Kotetsu smiled back. "Hey, you managed right?" It wasn't meant to be disparaging of Yuzuya's abilities as a ninja or skills - just something to say as they ate. He wasn't so hungry now, so he could afford to slow down a little.

Then Yuzuya's next words made their impression and he swallowed a little too fast, a lump of rice going down his throat with an audible sound.

"Geh. Girls?" How to put this diplomatically? "I don't like girls. But the muscles, I could get." Though technically, few shinobi had that sort of muscles. They were mostly wiry, or rangy, or whipcord. Like Ginta.

Mmm.

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Yuzuya scratched his head. "You don't like girls yet? Late bloomer?" How old was the kid, anyway? "It's okay, I'm sure Matsumoto-- that's her name, the brunette-- would think that was cute. Um. You know. Show you the ropes, so to speak?" Girls these days seemed to like innocent guys more and more.

Yuzu leaned in and added at a discreet volume, "She's a sweet girl with a really, really nice rack. You can't go wrong."

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"I'm seventeen," Kotetsu growled, scowling. He was totally not a late bloomer in any sense of the word. He was downright perfect in the growth scale, the intelligence scale, the whole works, for a gay guy his age. So there.

"And I don't like racks." Why were they called racks anyway? It sounded like a totally weird thing to call it. Racks didn't bounce.

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