| [Feb. 7th, 2008|10:06 pm] |
A good deed never went unpunished. With that in mind, Raidou dropped the still-unconscious Minamato in the occasionally tender care of the hospital medics and made his way back to ANBU headquarters with a faint sense of impending doom.
There was no power on earth that was going to make him believe he'd get the chance to drop kick Hyuuga Haruichi around a room for a bit without karmic repercussions coming down on him like the tonne of proverbial bricks. Life just wasn't that good to people.
Raidou turned the corner and shouldered his way into the gym just in time to see Haruichi sink his teeth into Arakaki Hisoka's calf muscle. In the golden moment between Arakaki's surprised bellow and Haruichi's answering yelp as he got summarily booted across the length of the room and into the wall, time stood still for Raidou.
Maybe life was that good.
Raidou made sure his face showed absolutely no trace of a smile as he crossed the distance to the edge of the mat and tapped his spiral tattoo in a salute. "Sir," he said, greeting Arakaki and making sure not to let his voice shake with laughter. "Having a little trouble?"
Arakaki's look as he turned to examine the chunk taken out of his leg was going to keep Raidou warm on cold missions for a long, long time. |
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