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Of course not.

It would have been too easy she supposes, to be ordered straight home from the front when team sigma's particular expertise could help clean up the messes left behind.

Her partner is looking at her fondly, half-amused half-exasperated, while she fumes silently.

It doesn't last of course. They received their orders so they are going to be off soon. An outpost near Iwa this time, the missive only ordering them to clean up loose ends.

When she exchanges glances with her partner they both know this will only be the beginning. Someone had to clean up after the war and they have obviously been chosen to be part of that group.

Sakura sighs and rolls her shoulders. The note goes up in flames between her fingers and she shoots her partner a wry smile. A twitch of his lips is all she gets in return and then they are off.

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