_{well considering i literally just jumped ship on my ino blog i hardly think suddenly popping up again somewhere else would be appropriate}

             _{but given that this blog has always been mostly crack-based and pretty much stress-free i’ll consider it}

                    _maybe

   _{you didn’t see me i’m not here}

    _{i definitely do!! (thanks for asking i really need to develop izumo more oop)}

    _{he grew up in a relatively normal family. he was an only kid, his dad worked as a medic, and his mom was a tokubetsu jonin. shortly after izumo graduated to chunin, his father passed away, and his mother retired to civilian life. izumo still keeps in touch with her. (he’s totally a momma’s boy lbr)}

    _{izumo didn’t really have a lot of friends as a kid, but he didn’t really want any, so he was okay with it. it wasn’t until he met kotetsu that he really had a real friend. he was pretty average all around: he got good grades, listened to his parents, reached chunin on his second try. he was a good kid.}

     _{[ txt ] what
     [ txt ] that’s not a nice way to say hi to someone ｢(ﾟﾍﾟ)}

    _{“Yeah,” he answered absently, shuffling the fallen papers back into a neat pile. With a groan, he settled back into his chair, huffing out a sigh. “A break sounds nice. I do have a deadline to meet, though.”}

    _{And there goes the stack of resignation forms he’d been working on. “–you know, I’m starting to think chunin is just a fancy term for paperwork slave.” Izumo sighed, dropping his pen onto his friend’s face in retaliation.}

    _{With the dishes already away, Izumo almost walks right past the sink. But a flash of green catches his eye, and he backpedals, backpedals, brows lifting in near-shock as he takes the newest addition into count. A smile finds its way onto his face, and he reaches out, fingertips brushing the glossy surface of the fragrant leaves.} 

    _{And, well, it makes his heart swell with affection– not only from the sweetness of the gesture, but the simple fact that Kotetsu had remembered his passing fancy. Basil. That’s adorable.} 

               _{“–Kotetsu,” he calls, dark gaze momentarily leaving the bright splotches of green. “I’m really impressed you managed to not kill the basil.”}

    _{please don’t beat up my boyfriend he might cry}

    _{Pauses, before a smile spreads across his face, head turning partly to the side. “Hey.” he greets, sounding just a touch breathless. “Missed you too.”}