( There was one good thing... )

( The funeral passed... )

( 'Dude, the smell!' )

( It didn't take them long... )

( Things are afoot in Konoha! )

Kinjo Sae was a tall leggy brunette with a sway to her hips that drew stares wherever she went. Her chest was nice enough, Ino thought, from the vantage point up in a tree that overlooked the garden where Yamada's mistress liked to spend her afternoons, but it was her legs that got most of the attention.

( Warning: Mmmm, possession. )

Normally, missions were given out by the desk Chuunin, who marked down which mission scrolls had gone out and which teams were capable of handling each level of missions.

( Warning: Dark/disturbing matters being discussed. )

( Necks were easier... )

Konoha was a warm contrast to the lack of power and heat in the dorms. That wasn’t why she was shivering though, trying not to, as her thoughts spiraled around her head, over and over. She had to stop shivering, chin up, back straight, hands shaking a bit though she had them clasped behind her back so that they weren’t right there for everyone to ( Read more... )

Ino woke up and peered around her room. She grinned at the sight of Shikamaru and Chouji both still sleeping then flopped back down on her bed in an attempt to get more sleep. Half an hour later she was still awake and was staring at the ceiling bored out of her mind ( Read more... )