<em>"Kaname-chan..." Sakumo said, still breathing hard as Marise tended to her wounds, "It looked like he'd been chasing you for a while." The older man began to smile, "You're amazing."</em><br/><br/>"Thank you, senpai," Kaname managed to be graceful in the modest inclination of her head.  She spread her hands humbly, "It was mostly luck."  Looking down put eyes on her bared breast.  She squeeked and jumped a little, gathering her shredded dress.  She gave the older ninja a greatful smile for the offer of his shirt.  She skipped behind a tree while Mari healed him and stripped out of her ruined dress.  It revereted to a humble armored vest of femenine cut with a gash down the front.  She'd have to get it mended, it was her best sealed item.<br/><br/>When Kaname return, her legs were bare from hips to sandles, and the ninja's shirt flowed loosely around her body.  She supported Mari as the other redhead slumped from fatigue, kissing her on the cheek and easing her down too the soft bed of leaves on the forest floor.  Kaname sat beside her.  For a moment, her eyes closed and she relaxed, the warm flush of affirmed life making her wish she and Mari were alone.  Or...<br/><br/><em> Mari glanced at Sakumo and chuckled a bit. "Heh, seems like being around two good looking girls is getting to you Hatake-kun."</em><br/><br/>Kaname giggled, blushing, but found herself going with it.  She turned half way towards her friend and reached across Mari's tiny waist to lace her finger's through the other redheads.  She stretched against Mari and looked down their bodies at the ninja.  "Do you like younger girls, Hatake-senpai? Surely we can't compete with more mature kunoichi."