#bugnobi

THE FEAR THAT EMMINATES from others around him  .  .  .  he’s grown used to it . tired , even , though he’d never admit it . not since he believes he is so deserving of  such detestable scorn . shino is someone he knows of but has hardly interacted with , so he’s unsure of what to expect . it will be an interesting mission with only the two involved . 

                                   ❛   i apologize for my lateness .    ❜  

a wasp infestation at the nara home had been the reason for temari’s visit to the exterminator early this morning. however, they had dully informed her that were not regular wasps, but the kamizuru clan of iwagakure’s bees had gotten out, found regular wasps, and produced offspring which had somehow, for some god forsaken reason, migrated to konoha and found temari’s roof.

out of desperation, she had called shino to come over.

' Sakura, I appreciate the urgency you have to look after me, but I do not think that it's very much necessary it's only a minor wound that will heal on its own, no need for you to waste chakra healing me. ' Shino hated being fussed over, and strove to never get injured, though it happened sometimes, and the gash in his leg is proof to that.

The reason why he doesn't want to actually show her the wound, he's shy about revealing himself. Honestly he would rather simply let it heal on its own, he could even find bugs to clean out any bacteria that might invade.

“Nonsense, it won’t take that much chakra! And besides, No matter how small, any wound can become a serious one if you aren’t careful.” 

Sakura wondered why Shino seemed so adamant on ignoring the wound. Perhaps he didn’t like the sight of injuries? No, she doubted that. Even if the sight of injuries bothered a ninja, she imagined that they’d grow used to it. Or, maybe it was because he wanted to finish the mission as soon as possible so they could head back to Konoha? Whatever the case may be, Sakura continued to work on the injury.

The green glow that emitted from her ungloved hand grew stronger as she continued to heal the gash in his leg. Now that she used her chakra to “disinfect” the wound, she began working to close up the injury. After a minute or two, the luminescent chakra faded away and the wound was nowhere to be seen. Slipping her gloves back on her hands, Sakura stood up. 

It felt weird being paired with someone not within two degrees of his working group. There has been such an emphasis on building inter-team communication, that being grouped with someone who is very unlike them and very like himself was nearly a dream.

A break, just for him?

Well, maybe not. He knew Shino casually and every time that they spoke it was relatively pleasant. It was just enough as the little Uchiha would put it. Perhaps it was easy since the insect-user was just as withdrawn as Sasuke was that there was no need to speak his boundaries.

Holding the tiny message scroll in his hand, the raven read over the task a few more times to familiarize himself with the task. It was written in a form of code that took Sasuke a few days to decipher, and when it came to him, he understood what needed to be done.

A few infiltrators within the village, hiding about in plain sight. Shouldn't be too hard to find once all the minor details are figured out.