After hearing Hikari's question, Kuronotsurugi stays quiet, thinking over the words that tumbled around in his head. Why exactly had Tsunade sent them on the mission in the first place? He had his own thoughts about it, but was that really the reason? Would she do something so childish? Then again, this WAS Tsuande. She often did things that didn't make sense to anyone except herself, and because of that Kuronotsurugi often went out of his way to stay as far from her as possible; keeping the contact between them strictly to when he obtained a new mission, or when reporting in on a finished one. But then something from what Hikari said snapped him from his thoughts, and he raised an eyebrow, looking up slightly to where she was perched.<br/><br/>Kuro? What was this? Giving him nicknames was she? He really didn't care all that much though, and he had to admit it was at least palatable. A shortened version of his own name. So...he guessed he'd let her use it. Not that he was going to say anything on that. Oh well...anyway, back to the original question. Just what was the Hokage up to? What were her ulterior motives, and what had they to do with either of them.<br/><br/>For a moment longer, he remained silent, his head still tilted slightly upward, the back of his head leaning against the tree. Then he speaks, his voice nonchalant, and almost monotone, but it was still an answer, and he himself even was surprised he'd chosen to answer the question. As useless a question as it was at that. "Not really completely certain, but I think she was trying to make a match...between us..." He lowers his head, realizing just how stupid that sounded out loud. It was pretty dumb in his head, but now voicing it made it sound worse. Raising his forefinger and thumb to his temple, he closes his eyes, sighs, and shakes his head lightly. "Yes, that would definitely be something she'd try to do..."<br/><br/>And why? It wasn't like they were going to see each other after this mission was over. Kuronotsurugi wasn't going to go out of his way to keep in contact with her. They weren't going to hang out. They weren't going to meet up to have a meal together. They weren't...friends. And yet, the tiniest of tingling regret could be felt nudging it's way inside of Kuronotsurugi's stomach. What the hell was this? Gritting his teeth, he fights the urge to just get up and run away from his feelings and this entire conversation. Pathetic. That's what he was. It didn't take long though for him to calm himself, and he was soon no longer feeling the pressure within his guts. Good.<br/><br/>(Sorry it's a little short)