Interlude: Wilting Flowers
Set the day after Chapter 599...
"Congratulations!"
Ino threw herself into Hazō's arms with a tight hug. After a couple seconds, she pulled her head back, and Hazō obligingly lowered his head so she could kiss him.
Eventually, they separated, and Ino presented the bouquet she'd brought. "For you."
Hazō took a moment to take in the various flowers. The art of crafting a bouquet was something beyond him, but Mari had insisted that he learn the bare basics of Leaf flower language, since clan heads would often use flowers to subtly communicate the mood without being crass. Walking into a meeting without whether they'd left out a vase of edelweiss or anemone could be disastrous.
"Let's see…. Love, pride, piety," he said, pointing at the flowers one by one. There was definitely a correct order to take them in that would spell out a message, but he could only manage naming what they symbolized. "The blessings of fortune, longing for the object of your dreams, and… congratulations for my new child!?"
Ino blushed deeply. "What? That's not- I mean-" she breathed deeply. "That's a yellow poppy, Hazō. Not purple."
"Oh," he said, blushing in turn. "Success then. Congratulations on my success."
Ino laughed, and slung her arms around his neck. They kissed again.
"You got there. It's cute watching you figure things out. Was it hard?"
"Figuring out the bouquet?"
Ino raised an eyebrow.
"Oh, the test," Hazō said. "Honestly, it wasn't anything challenging. It's just…" he gestured at his head.
"More headaches?" Ino asked sympathetically.
"Yeah," Hazō said.
She pulled away from him and rested her hands on the outsides of his shoulders, looking up into his eyes.
"I'm worried about that, Hazō. There are parts of the mind that are dangerous, and certain thoughts that can hurt you, but they're not supposed to hurt you physically. Forcing yourself to relive old traumas sounds bad enough, but having those memories somehow contain… some new information that's still useful to you, and also some quality that gives you a lasting, physical headache for days? That sounds dangerous. Like, really dangerous."
Hazō shook his head. Gently, so the headache wouldn't flare up. "It's fine. I know how to handle it. I can keep myself from slipping in too deep, and then it's not dangerous."
Ino looked at him doubtfully for several seconds. She sighed. "Sure. I trust your judgment. Still, if you turn yourself into a vegetable because you wanted to finish a sealing project just a little bit faster… I'll be very sad. So don't do that."
"Yes ma'am," Hazō said, giving Ino a kiss that she accepted only somewhat reluctantly. She stepped away from him and finally took off her coat, shaking off the snow that had stuck onto it from the slow, steady flurry outside and hanging it up on one of the hooks on the door.
"So, Ino, what's been on your mind?"
"The investigation," Ino said.
"Oh."
Once she'd unlaced her shoes and kicked them off by the door, Ino walked deeper into the main house, towards Hazō's room. He'd already taken care to deactivate all the traps before she came, so he followed behind her.
"I'm just… frustrated," Ino said with a sigh, flopping down onto the low couch next to the hibachi Hazō had lit in the center of the room. She extended both arms to Hazō and repeatedly opened and closed her hands in grabby motions, making it clear to him that she wanted him to sit down and cuddle. Hazō obliged.
"Shika thinks we've found everything there is to find and that more effort is wasted, but I can't help but feel like we missed something. I know I'm biased, but things don't add up. Sure, we've done one day in-and-out assassinations or kidnap jobs before. That's something you almost always need
information to do. As best as Canvass could tell, Rock's team moved out soon after Akane left, so they must have been waiting on the border. Fine, whatever. That's also a pattern that we've seen before, and they could have dropped a team off in Iron on their way to the Exams. Still, the team would have needed
information to know that a viable target was within their strike zone. They needed it to move out at the right time and head to the right general area.
"So if they needed
information, where are the fucking
informants, Hazō? I interrogated every one of the Tower's ninja staff. Unless they're good enough deep cover operatives to not let a single thing slip under six hours of interrogation with one of Leaf's best, not one of them is the informant! And I doubt any of them is a deep-cover operative like that because every single one of them is a Leaf ninja that ended up in their position because they took a career-ending injury while putting their life on the line for the village.
"Shika interrogated the Tower's civilian staff, but he found nothing there, either – not that any of the civilians should have been close to the mission assignment process. For a bit, I thought one of the civilians might have fled Leaf, but they'd just fallen sick. Everyone's accounted for. I wish," Ino said, clenching her fists as if crushing a rotten apple, "we had anything. I would crack open
anyone's brain to get some intel and a lead. Instead, nothing. Sage, I wish I could break open Hagoromo's mind and see what she
really thought when she was assigning that mission. But Asuma-sensei is right that she's outwardly showing no tells at all of lying or anything but negligence.
"So what could it have been? Did Rock sneak a bloodline ninja close enough to the Tower to get intel on our mission deployments? The Hyūga are supposed to catch that. Did they invent some new undetectable spying seal, or spying jutsu? We're crazy screwed if so. Or did they somehow slip an informant past us?"
She went limp in his arms for a moment. Hazō stayed silent.
"This is what I'm supposed to be good at," Ino said. "I'm supposed to be able to talk with people and ferret out their secrets. Instead, there's nothing I can do here. It's depressing."
"Sometimes," Hazō said eventually, "there's nothing to find. That doesn't mean there was nothing there. It might just mean that whoever you're playing against covered it up perfectly."
"That's the thing, Hazō. There's no such thing as a perfect cover-up. They clearly thought their attack was pretty sneaky. If it weren't for Canvass, we'd have searched, found nothing, and figured that she'd died to a chakra beast. They tried to cover that up and failed, because we had enough tools to figure it out and we applied them in the right way. I refuse to believe that they have memory editing good enough to fool a Yamanaka. Somewhere, someone in Leaf has information in their head that I could scrape out. But I don't know who it is, and it doesn't look like it's anyone in the Tower. Who in the Sage's name could it be, then?"
"I don't know, Ino."
"I don't know either," Ino said with a sigh. "I'm going to go through all the Tower staff's immediate family and friends, just to see if any of the Tower ninja mentioned Akane's mission to a secondary spy accidentally, but that seems unlikely. If that turns up nothing… I think I'm going to have to just let it go."
Hazō had nothing to say to that. They sat together and listened to the crackling of the hibachi, set against the too-quiet sound of snowfall outside.
"Anyway," Ino said, "I'm tired of letting things go. I'm going to try to make things better, now. Hazō, will you sell me your Goo Bombs?"
"Oh? Right, I told you that I learned them earlier. My best seals aren't nearly as good as Jiraiya's best ones yet, but I think my Goo Bombs have to be pretty close to his. What do you need them for?"
"After you reminded me about them, I thought back to how you used them during the Chūnin Exams. I think they could help keep Yamanaka genin alive. Just one of those bombs could stop an attacking chakra beast or instantly end a fight with an enemy genin. I know it would be a lot of work on your end, but I figured that I needed to try if it had a chance of saving Yamanaka lives. Oh, and don't worry about the Tower trying to buy out the whole supply without giving us any. I'll convince Asuma-sensei to let you trade with me without those bureaucrats playing middleman."
"Interesting," Hazō said. "I'll have to think about it. Seals are our clans' main advantage. Even if the Goo Bomb isn't a clan secret, it's still one of our stronger seals, and I'd need to talk with everyone to make sure that it's something that's okay to sell."
Ino nodded, pressed up against the back of his shoulder. "Take your time. It's just… something that I needed to ask about. I don't want to guilt you by saying this, but after all those regrets I had thinking about what I maybe could have done for Akane, I want to spend more time focusing on the lives I can still save."
"I get that," Hazō said. "Actually, Mari was talking earlier about a new intervention the Ministry is trying out to save civilian lives out in the boonies of Fire. See, even though the harvests have been great this year, the chakra beast attacks have also been much worse than average…"
I wrote this scene for Chapter 600, but decided it didn't fit with the chapter's rapidly cycling viewpoints, so I cut it. I had intended to make it a Patreon exclusive to drive subscriptions, but then I ended up writing the Hidan plan. And then I was too slow on writing that. So, the next chapter will (hopefully) be out tomorrow, and this little scene should tide you all over in the meantime.