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Dinner went fantastic.  All the genin enjoyed themselves thoroughly, as Ichiraku gave them extra helping of ramen and mochi for dessert.  Meanwhile, you and the introverted ninja shared stories of the past, and made friendly small-talk. The next morning, the same routine of getting up at the crack of dawn to meet team 7 and your own genins at the sandy clearing for combat training. Once out of earshot of the nosy six genins, you decided to bring up last night’s events. “Oi, Kakashi-san!” Ichiraku invited us back for happy hour tonight! You up for it?” The usually nonchalant ninja seemed rather flustered however, and

Another day another training session, you thought as you rolled out of bed. The genins were expecting you at 6:00 a.m. sharp to begin training. You yawned, sitting up and looking out your window. It was a sunny spring day in Konoha, perfect conditions for combat training. You rolled out of bed, pulled on your jonin outfit, and started down to the sand clearing in the woods, a common training spot among the genins. As you strolled along, whistling, you spotted an orange blur out of the corner of your eye. When you turned to face it, it had already passed. Must’ve been Naruto, it’s pretty hard to mistake him for anyone else, you