Ginger Goyim Gnawing Gooses

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As Fanho left the Hokage quarters he was escorted by the door guard he had talked the ear off to earlier. "So and then the Raikage kicked me off a cliff and told me to 'learn to fly' but I don't think he realized I did learn to fly. Either way it was quite funny, oh and then there was the freezing lake which wasn't quite fun." As Fanho elaborated more to his newly found ANBU friend on the way out the agent grunted as he struggled to push the Bannin out the front door of the Hokage's quarters before slamming the doors.

"Oh, we'll talk later!" Fanho nodded towards one of the outside ANBU guards. "Nice guy."

As Fanho began walking away he felt relieved to be back in the presence of Konoha. Being away from home he had been caught up in the hustle and bustle of foreign lands, cultures, and techniques that the sensation of home sick hadn't really struck a chord til now. Those places the people certainly had made feel like home, but there truly was no place like home he felt. So far he had met with his closest friends, Taiga, Takeo, and he had only seemingly miss one of them. A ginger fellow whom he had traded blows with like bitter enemies at an earlier time. He had gotten word that he returned to the village while Fanho was away. It'd be interesting to speak with him, especially considered the last time they had met it was chasing Yoru through a tea house.

However as people say, speak of the devil and he shall appear... Well in this case, speak of the ginger dweeb.