He'd taken his time to ice his now bruised eye socket before stopping by, tending to it as to make it less noticeable in the long run. Even now it was a lost cause, the skin puffy and an assorted arrange of purples and browns. He'd let it be, already assuming that Sakura would make well with her promise to stare it into submission. That much had made him happy. That she could still threaten him and be semi-merry about his pain despite how pissed she seemed to be before. He couldn't for the life of him figure why, but it never hurt to try and dodge hurt feelings.
Not wasting much time, Naruto crept out of his apartment, a place he'd been hiding away in since his birthday night. A week off work and a nice vacation from school was just what he needed.
If only he could ditch the creepy letter as well. Why did his life feel the need to rape him with the 'if not one thing, then another' conspiracy?
Arriving at Sakura's door in record time he rung the bell, once... twice. Five times in quick recession to alert the woman of his presence. He didn't know what waited behind the door or what he was getting himself into. The only thing on his mind was a nice night to be with one of his close friends, a smile already stretching on his face for when the woman opened the door.
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