The last few days were... special. I do suppose a more significant word could be used to describe them but, we all know what happened.
For some reason I'm having a faint memory lapse. I do believe I had a spouse of some sort? I can't recall exactly who it was though. I remember that he was a drunk fanatic and I was responding very inappropriately to the situation. For the record, it was indeed a virus. I would for one, would never be such a submissive and compassionate mother. I have no interest in scheduling festivities with Konoha, though I wouldn't mind Sasuke-san stopping by sometime.
Kabuto, you are no longer to sleep in my quarters. I am ordering you to go back to your own. The "botanical garden" is a mess. I believe some of those "screaming tomatoes" escaped. I expect them to be retrieved within the next few days or there will be punishment.
While Otogakure is nearly finished in regards to it being rebuilt... this so-called-"virus" left a rather large dent in things.
Ah yes, and Kimimaro? We were never in a relationship. I will continue to use you as I see fit, but whatever the case, you are a "soldier" of mine and our relationship is platonic, if even that.
That is all for now.
Current Mood: 
stressed