Ryoko had to hand it to the kids - seeing Hyuga walk around with puffy afro 's was something she didn 't know she needed in her life. For two whole weeks, she enjoyed the sight until the matter was resolved.

'What a shame, ' she whispered as her eyes trailed after Hiashi Hyuga and his silky smooth black hair. Ryoko sighed once more when he turned the corner.

'There you are, princess! ' Shisui appeared behind her without making a sound or even a poof of smoke. She turned around to greet him with a hug. No matter their age, an embrace still was something they did every time.

'You smell like you were training for the past two weeks, ' she scrunched her nose with an attempt to get away from Shisui. He laughed, hugging the girl tighter to his chest.

'And you are so soft and squishy, that I cannot stop hugging you, hime! '

'For Madara 's sake, Shisui, unhand me! '