Title: Soon Enough
Characters: Inuzuka Tsume, Nara Yoshino. Reference to others. Shikaku/Yoshino and Hiashi/Tsume implications.
Summary Notes: Note to self - the Navy training does nothing for your muse. Actually, it does a crap-tonne. You just can't do anything about it. Anyway, because I'm all fuzzy at the prospect of seeing my besties again now I'm home, I decided to do this while listening to Fifteen by Taylor Swift. Each little piece should be around the two hundred to five hundred mark. I've put all chapters up in one go, but if the fancy or time strikes you, do me a favour and review them all, neh?
Also, LOVES LOOK AT ME I PASSED BASIC TRAINING.
You take a deep breath and you walk through the doors
It's the morning of your very first day
And you say hi to your friends you ain't seen in a while
Try and stay out of everybody's way
Breathe in. Breathe out.
Yoshino would never have anticipated her first day as chuunin to be so stressful. Oh, she'd known it would be intimidating, but she'd never let that stop her before, had she? It was one of the reasons she'd passed her exams - fearless but level-headed Yoshino, often to the point of acting like the fussing mother.
Still, there'd be jonin in there...ANBU even...
What the hell, Yoshino? You're not an idiot genin anymore!
"Yo, chuunin! What the hell's with blocking up the doorway?"
Immediately incensed by the condescending jibe, Yoshino whirled, ready to deliver a sound tongue-lashing to the perpetrator...then her jaw dropped. Doe-like eyes widened before a most un-Yoshino like squeal burst from her lips.
The older girl laughed boisterously, hauling the gibbering Yoshino into a hug when the younger girl merely attempted to grasp her hands in greeting. Which was a fair call; they hadn't been bosom buddies, so to speak, but they'd been friends of a sort before they'd gone their seperate ways after the Academy - Tsume was, if rumours served correct, just a mission shy of graduating to a full-fledged jonin these days - before the friendship could develop any more than it had.
"C'mon, chuunin, you'll want to get in there before all the good spots are taken."
Yoshino's apprehension evaporated almost completely now she had the Inuzuka heiress on side, and with an arm looped through Tsume's, she lifted her chin high and strode confidently into the conference hall.