#anyone want to have a naruto movie watch party to research lore for fanfiction...

[domoz-writes]

Go write 100 words of: Something Sort of Like a Disciple and Desert Spring/Water God

Something Sort of Like a Disciple

By the time she's finished with all of the loose tags, Tenten is low enough on chakra that she feels lightheaded when she stands to stretch. She's not even halfway through one of the boxes, Bekko-shishou will throw a fit, but she really does need to eat and rest a bit before continuing, or else one of these times she's going to mess up with the barrier and blow herself into chunks. (Shishou had shown off how dangerous exploding tags could be by using a live chicken for demonstration. She hadn't had to worry about de-boning it for dinner that evening)

Desert Spring

"I…Appreciate the hospitality." Tobirama forces himself to grit out, and no more. He may not understand what angle she's after by offering him this, but he is in no place to reject it. This is the sort of conversation that would normally kill Tobirama's appetite, but he still forces himself to continue eating. For some reason, Komako looks like shes holding back from laughing at him as he does. Tobirama lingers quietly by the cooking fire as the onlookers begin to go back to whatever it was they were doing before he arrived. Most of them are packing up their own belongings, though no one seems to be in so much a hurry that they can't cast a glance at Tobirama from time to time.