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[ It was the smell that woke him up in the first place and finding the bed empty wasn’t exactly reassuring. Your text is, though, but he’ll still dial your number as he steps out onto the balcony to watch that ominous glow in the distance. That … doesn’t look friendly. ]

… fuck.

( he picks up almost at once, his voice slightly dreamy as he watches the flames consume what remains of the walls. )

It's a pretty big building burning not far from your place.

Wow, y’sound devastated …

[ He frowns and it’s audible. Trust you to go around lovin’ this. While he doesn’t mind a fair share of anarchy in his life, well, huge ass fires aren’t as fun as they’re cracked up to be, especially if they were started by raving lunatics—yes, he’s scanned the network—and he still has his bachelor pad to think about. Hence he cannot keep the worry from his voice as he asks ]

Exactly how close are we talkin’ here?

( he's not. in fact, he's almost intoxicated by the smell of fire right now. )

Not close enough for you to get a stroke just yet.

Looks like they have the situation under control too. The city is made mainly out of stone, Katou.

( and yes, he's still sounding blissful. it's been a long time since he watched a large fire like this in his original form. be happy, he'd be even worse if his twin was here to fuel the excitement. )

Yeah … okay …

[ He’d bitch about you leaving unannounced—in fact, he’s close to it—only to pass up on today’s opportunity to sound like an annoying housewife. You’d never let him hear the end of it and fueling you is just as dangerous as it would be for anyone around that fire over there. He’ll just have to fume about that silently to himself … and wonder absentmindedly why he is in the first place.

Maybe he’s growing too attached. ]

So we officially on fruitcake alert now, huh?

[ There’ll be some rustling as he lights a cigarette. As if the air wasn’t full of smoke already. Also a creak of the balcony door as he shuts himself out. No need to have all that stink in the house. ]

If you like ... The guy sounds fucking sad if you ask me though.

( lone warriors ... he's never going to respect them. he's always been a natural leader and the fact that someone would carry something like this out as a one man army just doesn't impress him at all. )

So is the fact that he goes around scaring women.

Never said it wasn’t a pathetic fruitcake …

[ Also. Why is this making him hungry??? ]

Hey, is it too early t’get takeout …?

[ You have no one but yourself and your previous moves in the bedroom to blame for this! ]

I know a couple of people working at Konoha.

I'm pretty sure they'd let me stop by for an early order.

( they'd be preparing breakfast right now if the fire hasn't managed to distract them. ) How about a real magnificent takeout breakfast?

Sounds nasty …

[ And impressive, considering it hasn’t even turned five yet. If he didn’t already love you for 9823874 other things, he’d love you for your connections. ]

Get steak.

And coffee ... I think I might have missed out on a little too much sleep.

( he's already climbing down from the roof where he has been sitting watching the fire for the last half an hour or so. this has been great but he's actually getting a little hungry himself. )

[ A yawn. ]

Yeeeeah, I’m goin’ back to bed …

[ Some background noise as he lets himself in, shuts the balcony door and flips the switch on the coffee maker before throwing himself under the sheets. ]

Later!

Later!

( he's totally going to have to shake you awake once he gets back. at least there is going to be food to bribe you with. )

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