The following morning, Hiro yawned and threw open his curtains. He recoiled back, seeing an arrow stuck in his window sill... Carefully, he removed it from the side of his window sill and unrolled the note on his bed. The last time Hiro had received an invitation to meet at a training site, he ended up ambushed by a Jounin, the daughter of a Hokage, no less... It couldn't happen twice in two days, though. He took Himawari's words to heart, though. He needed to be more assertive, and above all- they needed to coordinate as a team. If they were to fight and risk their lives together, Hiro would need to train with them... Ume included.<br/><br/>If she could put aside her irrational hatred of him long enough to manage some basic semblance of teamwork, maybe they wouldn't all die horribly the instant Himawari wasn't around to protect them... It was his duty as a shinobi to put the lives of his teammates above his own, to sacrifice his life if need be. But what a stupid waste it'd be for him to bite it trying to save<em>her.</em>He shook his head. No sense worrying about it now. They were in it for the long-haul...<br/><br/>Still... he wouldn't mind touching her breasts... or doing that same thing he did with Tara. He thought he should talk to Iku some more... she was cute too, now that he thought about it.<br/><br/>He set out immediately for training site five with his hands in his pockets, wearing his vest and usual ninja attire. He saw Iku there practicing her archery, and he couldn't help but smile. Perhaps Ume had ditched them! He'd be glad if she did... this would kind of be like a date then...