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Devil's Nest, Saturday Evening

One of the problems with amnesia was that you couldn't remember where the restaurants were. Kabuto and Ino had decided to go out to eat, so they'd headed out to town. Kabuto let his instinct take over, figuring there was probably a place in town he visited often. Usually if you went somewhere often enough, your body remembered the path.

He stopped outside the Devil's Nest, looking up at it. "This doesn't look much like a restaurant," he said, frowning slightly. "Should we check it out anyway?" Trying the door, he found it unlocked, and headed inside with Ino.

(Devil's Nest 'broken into' with permission, but not exactly open...though the door is unlocked, so it is technically open in a way.)

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Ino peered around Kabuto's body, "It doesn't look like it's open. Should we be here?"

"The door was unlocked," Kabuto insisted, locating the lightswitch. With the lights on, the place didn't look too bad. "It doesn't seem like a restaurant, though. I wonder if there's anybody here."

It did look a lot better with the lights on, Ino had to admit. "Maybe they just forgot to lock up." She pointed out, "I think it's a bar."

"Yeah, you might be right. Still, if there's anybody here, they might be able to point us in the right direction." Kabuto was one of the few guys who didn't mind asking for directions. At least right now, he was that kind of guy. He wandered off in the direction of the bar, to see if there was anyone around.

And Ino was one of those girls that couldn't stand asking for directions. "I suppose." She said dubiously, even while following him over, "Let's just hope that if there is someone here they don't get mad."

"Yeah, I'm sure they won't mind. Maybe they'd even be grateful, if they really aren't open, that we reminded them to lock the door." Kabuto looked around the place, seeing the door that led upstairs and checking it. It was, of course, locked.

"I guess there really is nobody home," he admitted, frowning slightly. "Oh well. We can try somewhere else?"

"And what if everything else is closed?" Ino said shaking her head, "Honestly. It's easiest just to stay here - no one can get mad at us since there's nobody home - and help ourselves." She paused, then added, "And leave the money on the counter for whatever we take."

"Okay." Kabuto liked the way Ino thought. "So, would you like to see if there's anything other than alcohol and beer nuts, and I can mix up a few drinks?"

"Sure," Ino started looking around the bar, "Do you know where everything is? How do you remember how to mix drinks but nothing else?" she looked thoughtful, "Maybe you work here?"

See? If he did work here then that made it almost legal what they were doing. Ino approved.

"You are a lawyer, aren't you?" Kabuto said with a laugh. "Excellent deductive reasoning. I think maybe I do work here. That would explain how I knew how to get here. But the book on drink mixes does help with that part." He started pouring things and mixing them, checking the book often.

"Flatterer." Ino said with a smile, ducking down to check a cupboard, "Hey, someone left chips back here!" There was a crinkle of a bag and she stood up with it in one hand. "What do you think? Dinner?"

"Great! I wonder if there's any like...pretzels or anything?" Kabuto paused in the drink-making to look in the cabinet next to him. "Score!" He pulled out pretzels and beer nuts, adding them to the chips Ino had found. "Looks like a dinner of champions," he said with a laugh, setting two finished drinks on the bar as well.

"Remind me to eat something green tomorrow?" Ino asked as she snagged a chip and took a seat, "This is so not healthy enough to become a regular occurance."

"If I remember," Kabuto joked, sitting down next to her. He snagged a chip and a handful of pretzels to munch on. "Once in a while won't hurt too much. Besides, you're so skinny that a little meat would do you good." Kabuto poked Ino's tummy teasingly.

She squealed and swatted at his hand, "If I gain weight, it had better be in muscle!" Ino laughed and ate a pretzel, "So I can beat you into proper submission!"

"Beat me into submission?" Kabuto asked, laughing. "Are you into kinky things like that, then?" He sipped his drink, raising a teasing eyebrow.

She glanced at him slyly with lowered eyes, while taking a sip of her drink, "I don't know," Ino said playing with a chip, "Maybe I am."

"Hmm. Maybe that's fine by me." Kabuto grinned, hiding it with another drink.

"Oh yeah?" Ino asked twirling a loose strand of hair, blue eyes innocent, "How do you know?"

"That's why I said maybe," Kabuto explained. "I don't think I mind, but how would we know for sure unless...?"

Ino sipped more of her drink, "A gentleman always lets the lady have the first move," she took another drink and peered up at him through lowered lashes, "Are you a gentleman?"

"Possibly," Kabuto said, grinning. "I was only saying that there are some things you don't know until you're in the situation." He bowed as much as he could while sitting. "I wouldn't push my lady into anything she doesn't want," he promised.

"That's such a nice thing to say." Ino told him fondly, "Well, right now, this lady would like a kiss." She put her drink down, and leaned towards him, "Kiss me, Kabuto."

Kabuto seemed to be rather used to taking orders. At least, he had no problem following that one. Setting his drink down, he wrapped an arm around Ino's waist and kissed her deeply.

Ino? There wasn't a chance of her turning this down. She kissed him back, leaning closer and shivering at being so close to him. Being obeyed was always a nice thing.

Especially when he did it so well.

Kabuto was well trained. Not that he remembered that, of course. But some things were completely ingrained. He slipped his other arm around Ino, pulling her closer. Somehow he had no qualms with making out in a deserted bar.

Ino was delighted with closer. And the bar? The bar was forgotten. One hand pressed against his chest, feeling the strength of him while the other she used to steady herself against him.

Kabuto pulled her almost into his lap, kissing her deeply. She was a good kisser. He wondered idly how often they'd done something like this. Food, drinks, and bar were mostly forgotten as his focus centered entirely on Ino.

She didn't know how often they'd done this before - Ino was more concerned with making sure it happened as often as possible in the future.

She squeaked a little when he pulled her into his lap and in retaliation wrapped her arms around his neck and tangled her hands in his soft hair.

Mmmm.

Kabuto reached up and pulled the band out of Ino's hair, smirking slightly but not interrupting the so-important kissing. He was being a gentleman, but he also wasn't disinclined to push up Ino's shirt slightly to rub her back.

She shivered against him, hands tightening in his hair. If he didn't keep that touch up she'd kill him. Really.

Kabuto made a small noise in the back of his throat as Ino's tighter grip pulled a little. He shifted so that he could have both hands up her shirt, tracing light, teasing patterns over her skin. He thought about going up past the small of her back, but thought better of it. Despite everything going on, he did still have at least that much good sense.

She tugged gently on his hair, liking the noise he made, and arched her back into his touch, wanting him to press his hands against her skin more firmly, and sighed with pleasure as she trailed one hand down his chest leaving the other tangled in his hair.

Reluctantly, Kabuto pulled back slightly. "Hey, Ino? Do you wanna stay here, or go back to the dorms?" He kept his arms around her, massaging her lower back.

"Let's just stay here," Ino said burying her face against his chest, "Don't want to walk back up."

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