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Ayame walked up and sighed.She jumped onto the roof.She saw them in the back.She jumped down and grabbed them.She jumped back on the roof and walked to the Library.

MAtsuya's clone walked into the house. It took a bag from his room and started to fill it with items he would need. A few changes of clothes, some food, a few books and scrolls, some herbs, and the mask he had made that was in the basement. It ran out, carrieing the bulging bag on its shoulders.

Matsuya sighed, unlocking the door to his house. He found the bag he had told the clone to take back and unpack, in the middle of the floor. He sighed, grabbing the bag and carrying it into his bedroom. He threw it onto his bed, not caring about unpacking at the moment. He looked through his closet, trying to find something decent to wear to the exams. He had no reason to impress any foreigners, but he still didnt mind looking somewhat nice. He pulled out a black t-shirt and a pair of tan cargo pants. He sighed, he was stuck in a rut. He wore the same thing most everyday. He walked into the adjoining bathroom and turned on the bath. He sighed, feeling the water's temperature. When it was right, he undressed and got in the shower. He sighed again, washing his muscled chest. "I need some excitement. Maybe the exams will do that for me, eh?" He was talking to himself, but to him, he was talking to Haku and Zabuza. He knew they were watching over him somewhere, he didnt really care exactly where though. Matsuya got out of the shower and dried everything but his hair. It was useless to do so, it would just stick itself back up. He pulled on the clothes he had taken out. He slowely walked back out into his bedroom, grabbing his gear as he did. He pulled on the gloves he always wore during combat, giving him more grip on the sword. He pulled on a jacket, it had a hood in the back but he rarely used it. He picked up Hocho off his bed, straping it to his back again. Matsuya looked at himself in the small mirror on the back of his bedroom door. "Not halfbad if I do say so myself." He smirked, he was always this self confident, especially before something big like the exams. Matsuya bit his thumb, letting some blood drip out of it. He pushed it lightly to the floor. A small puff of smoke came from the spot. When it cleared, a small wobbling figure could be seen. "What... *hiccup* ...in the hell do you want?" Matsuya smirked. "Jima. You really need to lay off the sake my friend. Its going to be the death of you." The small, drunk monkey pointed a finger at him. "You need to shut the hell up! I need this stuff, makes me stronger!" Matsuya laughed, knelling next to him. "Come on, grab onto one of my shoulders. I have a few people I'd like you to meet." Jima nodded, hiccuping again. The monkey put the small gourd of sake on his own back, leaping onto Matsuya's. Once he was tightly aboard he hit Matsuya square in the back. "Lets go. Im getting tired of this place." Matsuya smiled, walking around the house, gathering his things. he tucked a small brush and ink set into his bag. He would need it later, but not for the exams. MAtsuya and Jima walked out the door, MAtsuya locking it behind them. "Lets go find the others." Jima nodded slightly, he was obviously drunk. MAtsuya walked away, the monkey still on his shoulder.

Emiko wandered the house, cleaning things. She sighed, looking at the mess of papers on the desk in the libary. "Mat-san really needs to keep these organized. He'll lose them if he doesnt." She jumped up onto the table, straightening papers here and there. He tail was picking up pens and brushs, organizing them to the side. Emiko was going through the normal papers on Matsuya's desk, paperwork from missions he hadnt turned in, notes he had taken, and other things, when she found a drawing. It was of a young boy, sitting against a building. The boys hair was matted and his eyes looked lonely. She felt sad just looking at it. "This must be that Haku boy Mat-san told me about." She held the paper and jumped off the desk. Emiko set the paper on the floor, looking at it. She looked at her small hand. She focused all of her tiny chakra into her body. She started to change, staring to look like the boy in the picture. She sat on the ground, crosslegged. "This is Haku's form? But when Mat-san described him, he was tall, long haired, and wore a mask. This must of been before that." She looked at her hand again, this time it was a young boy's hand. It changed back, as her whole body did. "Im sorry Mat-san. I didnt know what it was like." She put the drawing back on the desk and ran to her room. She jumped up on the bed and started to cry. "I didnt know Mat-san. I didnt know!" She was sobbing into the pillow. She felt the pain Matsuya had felt ever since he had left the Land of Waves. The feeling of a deep, dark, bottomless hole and you cant climb out of or see the light at the top. She sighed, rolling over on the big bed. Her small eyes were red with tears. "Im a terrible mother. I cant be like this, I have to help Mat-san. I cant leave him like this." She looked out her door, into the main room of the house. "I hope Matsuya isnt hanging out with my baby brother. I dont want that kind of influence around him."

As Matsuya bathed, he woud see a huge light of chakra erupting from the Kiri Training Facility

As Matsuya walked towards his house he could smell food being cooked. He smirked. "It seems Emiko has started our meal. Maybe it's time to clear the air between them." Matsuya slashed a little gash on his palm, smaking it to the ground. A small shriek could be heard before Jima popped up on his shoulder. "Hey Mat-sa...." His voice trailed off as he saw where they were. "Mat...Mat.....Mat...san. She's here isnt she?" Matsuya nodded. "Yeah Jima. She's here. And your going to talk to her, clear the air between you two." Jima nodded somberly. He tucked himself between Matsuya's back and Hocho, trying to hide. Matsuya walked inside. "Emiko! Im home. And Ive brought us a dinner guest." Matsuya walked into the kitchen, seeing Emiko almost done with dinner. She looked up at him, still working. "Hey Mat-san. Im almost done. I've made all of your favorite: pork dumplings, grilled fish, shrimp with butter, some ramen, and even some herbel tea!" Matsuya cringed inside as he heard the word "tea". He simply hated it. But if it meant pleasing Emiko, he would drink it. Matsuya smiled warmly. "It smells great Emiko. I cant wait." Emiko looked at him again. "And who's this guest you brought?" Jima pooped his head over Matsuya's shoulder wearily. "Its me, Nee-san. I've come to dinner." Emiko's eyes were locked onto Jim, waiting to strike. "Mat-san! Why have you brought my no good, alcholic brother to dinner?!" Matsuya sighed. "For this reason exactly. To clear the air between you two. Now I dont have siblings, but I know that they arent supposed to act like you two do. So we're going to sit down, have a nice dinner, and celebrate that I'm one of Kiri's newest jounin." They all nodded. Matsuya and Jima sat down at one of the low tables, waiting for the meal.

Matsuya looked towards where the howl came from. "That was Ikaru. I wonder what's the matter with him." Matsuya sighed, standing up. Jima stayed seated. "Is that the doggy from the exams?" Matsuya nodded. "He's a wolf, but yeah." Matsuya looked at Jima and Emiko. "Both of you, behave. I dont want to come back to find you fighting." They both nodded slightly, agreeing. Matsuya smiled, turning to walk out. He walke doutside and looked at Ikaru. "What's up? Ayame couldnt come herself?"