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"Heh..." Makoto was speaking to everyone in the room, ".....I guess she goes were she feels like going. A konoichi-kitty." He rubbed behind the small cat's ear and under her chin. Then he slowly stood up, while keeping his back bent over and straighting his knees. His rear end stood out as he did this. When he brought his back up he half turned to Hisaki. He was confused as well over something.

"W-what were you in the Mist?" He asked almost hesatintly, with his head slightly cocked to one side. I haven't hear of any Leaf ninja's in the home office. Can you talk about it?" Makoto knew missions from ones country were on a need to know basis, and that asking was probably wasting breathe. But the thought of Hisaki in his home land felt something like more then bad luck.

"Well you must not have a long time for your little vacation. I'll help you unpack." He said with another smile. To emphasis his gesture he walked over to the wall he was facing and turned around. He bent his knees slightly and when his sword touched the floor he unhooked it. It leaned against the wall as he walked back to the middle of the room. Cracking his neck and fingers he spoke, while looking out the window. "So what should we take care of first?"

"Didn't I tell you," He said as he walked over to a few boxes that had chairs on brown sides, "I'm on a month of leave from the Mist." He sat down and pulled a smaller box to him and rested it on his knees. "No mission to go on, for...." he paused as he contemplated time in his head, but found it useless, "Well its been a long time since I've had free time like this. Free time that is recognized by the Mist country anyway." He cut open the tape on the box and proceeded to lay everything out before putting it together. He seemed to focus on the pieces in front of him, but continued to talk to Hisaki. "So....how is your family?"

"No family to speak of." Makoto replied to her question. The first chair's pieces were all spread out on the floor, organized too due to Hisaki. Grabbing the seat with one hand he began talking again as he reached out for the supporting piece. "Well, its not always where you go...." His hand touched hers for a brief moment that halted his words. He picked up his sentence,as he began putting the two pieces of the chair puzzle together. "..Its about who you meet." It was a lame line that Makoto really didn't intend on using, but his more genuine side slipped out. The same side that gave him all those doubts when he walked up the stairs, and right before the door was answered.

And right there was a personal reminder of why shinobi shouldn't wear their heart on their sleeve. Makoto meant what he said a moment ago. and in that moment he had forgotten all about the more devious reason reason to see Hisaki. But that moment had past, and all that was left was the realization that his plan would have to go into affect. Makoto put that same fake smile on his face, the kind that glossed over any doubts he had and replaced them with calm calculated emotion plans, and continued to construct the first chair. The actual seat part was done and now he worked on the back. With out looking her way Makoto spoke to her.

"I'm not all that sweet. And believe it or not, I did come here to see you. However not like this. I wanted ot take you to dinner. Are you free tonight. If not tonight, then I'll be here for another day or two, we could do it tomorrow night. What do you say?"

"I'm a guest in your home and town and you want me to pick the restaurant? Hehehe...." Makoto chuckled a bit at the situation, but he didn't mean anything by it. He finished the chair in hand and set it on the floor of the apartment. It seemed sturdy enough. He stood up and motioned for Hisaki to try it out, doing so he went on about the plans for the night. "I do know of some place. Its the kind of place you need to dress a bit for. You have a dress?" Saying this he put on another smile and rested his body against the back of the chair leaning over.

"Well the first test of this fine crafted seating device seems to be a success." He said in a somewhat soft voice. his eyes glossed over as he looked down at her, and his grip went loose around the chairs back. He wanted this so bad. But his hands tensed, and his vision focused and he reminded himself of what he was here for. "Thats good. Shall I get started on the rest? Or should I go make reservations?" Leaning in his head went to the right of Hisaki's.