Feminine Wiles

Patience

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"Unfortunately no, but it shouldn't take long to get through the list and find out where Orochimaru is. Surely before any environmental issues occur." She said with a comforting smile that did sooth the village leader ...

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Naruko frowned as she looked at the night sky, "I wonder if I can narrow down that list." She muttered quietly as the Kazekage split the list in two and gave half to each group. As the ninjas headed out she continued to wonder.

"Is something on your mind?" Gaara asked curiously once the leaf ninjas left.

"Yes ... I think by sheer happenstance I have a way to narrow down that list." said Naruko s she made her way slowly to the door. She paused briefly in front of the kazekage. "Where is the nearest bank?"

Gaara raised an eyebrow, "Go straight down the center of the village and turn right at the tower." She smiled as she left for the door, but Gaara took her hand and pulled her into a kiss.

The blonde was stunned, but quickly kissed back. Moments passed before they pulled apart breathlessly, "You're quite the host, Gaara." She smiled and kissed him again before leaving the office and smiling Kazekage behind. While making her way through the streets she sighed in relief.

For the last couple days she has been waiting for the wind to die down a little so she could send a signal to her tigers. Saber tooth tigers aren't that great with sand so they couldn't get too close.

A little bottle was unsealed and Naruko opened it exposing the scented contents to the air. The calmer wind will carry this smelling signal for miles and tell her tigers that she is fine. Ivan actually helped her develop this perfume so he would recognize it ... but she knew that that would be far too much to hope for ...

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"You will die soon if you don't talk, Ivan." Kabuto commented in a matter of fact tone as he healed the worst of the gray haired man's wounds. The medic scowled as he only received a snicker in reply.

This was getting to be truly annoying for the young medic. The elderly man has said nothing ... ABSOLUTELY NOTHING ...no matter what they did, the result was the same, inane babbling and cryptic warnings about sand goblins getting them.

In all honesty Kabuto respected the crazy coot for being so tough. Of course, being a doctor himself, Ivan, was always criticizing his techniques or abilities, which annoyed the hell out of the younger medic. He has put up with it though and play nice. After all, he needs to keep Ivan alive and slightly drugged so they can get the information and the blood samples they need back. Kabuto tried being nice to coax out anything, but got nothing expect a comment on his odd hair color.

"You're running out of time, old man." Kabuto huffed as he slammed the cell door closed. A soft breeze through the small barred cell window. Silencing seals made it impossible for anyone to hear Ivan through the second story window, but all that was needed was the breeze ...

Ivan grinned as he smelled a familiar scent on the air, "A tiger approaches." His grin faltered as he looked at the crooked stitches on his right leg. "Moron can't stitch to save his life." He grumbled and tweaked the stitching so it was more acceptable.

Very little is known about Ivan's past, but he was tough for a reason. To most he was the lovable and quirky doctor. It's true he isn't a ninja, but he was a fighter of sorts. Long ago he was a soldier who worked for a company and that company turned out to be the wrong one to work for. Once he found the darkness he was protecting all these years he changed. However. he was caught and thought to have been killed by the explosion that erased the company and evidence of any wrongdoing.