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#The Grace and Beauty of Autumn (Naruko)
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The Kiri kunoichi giggled softly, returning the hug almost surprisingly easily, slender arms wrapping around the blonde’s waist. Feeling the other woman’s body pressed against her -- curvaceous and strong, contrasted with her own slender and lithe -- almost made the ravenette feel inadequate, but she managed pushed the feelings down and away. Haku refused to let her dysphoria get the best of her, not today, not when she was reuniting with an old and dearly missed friend. Still smiling up at Naruko, the shorter woman decided to address her survival. “I won’t bore you with how I survived, but I don’t fault you for thinking I was dead.
Honestly, waking up after feeling your sensei’s chidori sink into my chest surprised me, too.” The jutsu in question had resulted in the left side of her torso being riddled with scars, on both the front and back, which tended to ache during the bitterly cold winters Kirigakure was infamous for. How hormone therapy was still managing to produce a feminine curve to her chest in spire of the mess, the brown-eyed ANBU wasn’t going to question; she was just grateful it was having any affect at all.Shaking herself mentally, Haku refused to let her turmoil show on her face, though she couldn’t push it away this time. Brushing a stray lock of her waist-length hair behind her ear, she continued to beam up at Naruko.
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“But, enough about me -- how have you been?”
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