“Can you help me with the zipper?”
“Hmm?”
“Or, you can help me strap shuriken to my thighs?”
--Zip.
“Thanks. Ok, you have the map?”
He tapped the side of his head as she slid a few more shuriken into the holster that wrapped snugly around her upper leg.
“Is my make-up even?”
“Yes.” Kakashi hadn’t even spared her a glance.
He offered up a mirror when she
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