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The fact that this idiot had tried to falsify his supposed death and disappearance was almost solidified now. And, with this new piece of evidence at hand, it seemed me and my Jounin companion were on the verge of closing in on him now. I spun the half-empty plastic container with my fingers, and checked the small label behind it. It had the address to a small medical facility, in the northern district of Kumogakure no Sato.

It was time for me to present my find with the official leading the investigation here. So I stood up, leaving the plunger for some lackey to put away later (or the janitor to find), before exiting the men's restroom to a find a baggie in which I could place this piece of evidence in. When I did obtain the evidence bag, handed to me by one of the shinobi who were working on-site, I proceeded to look for the commanding officer in charge here.

When I did, I was pleased to see Aveline already speaking with him, surely drawing out information that could prove to be essential in solving our joint-assignment. But, having found a piece of evidence that I merited interrupting their conversation, I advanced. "Looks like our suspect was in a hurry to leave." I started, waiting for them to turn in my direction, before lifting up the evidence baggy. My gloved hand tapped against the label. "And we've got an address." I came to a stop before the two, handing it over.

The commanding officer-- a young man about our age-- took the evidence baggy from my grasp, eyes narrowing as he read the address. "A medical facility? Where did you get this bag from?" He asked, briefly glancing up at me. But, when he noticed the wetness within the evidence baggy, he almost immediately reasoned where. The only place they hadn't thought to look. "Er... nevermind. I'm assuming you'll both be headed there?"

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We leaped from rooftop to rooftop, my coat tail flapping over the air current, her ponytail rippling with the wind. It reminded me of the old times... only, things had changed. And, much to my disappointment, I still had no idea what had caused these changes. I was oblivious to whatever it was, much like I had been before, and I just hoped it wasn't something too bad.

So I asked her, as we approached the medical facility, the early afternoon clouds passing by above. "Ava," I began, turning to her for a very brief moment, as we continued our travel over the rooftops. "Can you at least tell me why you're not talking to me? I hate all the 'not knowing'." I paused for a moment, waiting for her to respond, but no dice.

Her silence, and the quick annoyed glare that followed, made it clear that I had probably done something bad. Bad enough to warrant her dislike of me. And, in the back of my mind, I tried to remember all that we had done-- when we had last seen each other. But my mind, however hard it tried, always seemed to go back to thoughts of the 'good times'. With the team.

As we finally began closing in on the medical facility which we were required to investigate, as it was now literally in sight, I continued. "You know... I remember you, and Mal. And the rest of the team. And how we used to go to Kami no Shima after our assignments... how we used to drink, and have fun, and gamble. I can't say those times were great... but those with you guys were." I waited but, yet again, no answer.

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"Miss," I started, leaning forward on the counter with a relaxed mien, giving the medical attendant on the other side my most sterling smile. Aveline, in the meantime, waited to the side-- a quirked eyebrow and dissatisfied expression adorning her otherwise lovely countenance. Well, lovely, besides the large burn mark that covered a side of her face-- which, in all honesty, I learned to admire too. As one would admire a spectacle of nature. "Have you noticed any of your items... disappear, lately?"

I held up the evidence baggy for the brunette receptionist to see, and tapped the side of it to ensure that she saw the plastic medical container within it, bearing a label that marked the address of this establishment. The baggy that had once belonged to this facility was hard to see otherwise, blending in with the evidence baggy itself. "Uhm," The attendant began. "No, we haven't. But I can tell you who this once belonged to, if you'd like.."

I nodded, and she took the baggy from me, flattening its plastic surface to garner a better look at the details inscribed on the label. She seemed to be reading the fine print on it for a moment, then turned to her computer to type in some numbers. When she handed the baggy back to me, she nodded. "This belonged to Heisuke Namakura. It was part of his prescription. The schedule says he's coming in later for his asthma medication, too."

I smiled widely. "Today?" If this "Heisuke" was looking to fake his death, then put all of Kumogakure no Sato behind him-- including his wife and family-- then he would surely come back to ensure he had a steadily supply of emergency medication for his travels. If he was confident that he had fooled us Jounin, then he would stick around a bit longer. All that remained was for us to wait and see. So, with Aveline by my side, we did just that.

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The moment he entered, looking ragged and in a hurry, the attendant gave the signal. I set down the newspaper I had been using to cover my face, as I sat beside Aveline in the waiting room, and trailed the culprit as he approached the attendant's booth. Wanting to leave Kumogakure no Sato, and all of his life, behind... that was understandable-- in some cases. But causing Kumogakure no Sato to waste its time, and that of its shinobi, took it a step too far. I, personally, didn't care. But the higher-ups did.

The instant he came to a stop before the brunette attendant, I laid my hand on his shoulder. He tried to sharply turn to face me, but I stopped him by firmly landing my other hand on his other shoulder. "Thanks for the assistance, Miss." I smiled at the receptionist, from behind the man's shivering shoulder. "We'll be taking Mr. Nakamura into custody now. Have a splendid day." And with that, I handed him over to the shinobi I had radioed in earlier, who would take him to jail shortly thereafter.

As Aveline and I exited the medical vicinity-- walking down stone steps, and into the streets of Kumogakure no Sato-- I inherited a calm, unruffled gait. My hands dug snuggly into the recesses of my pockets, my emerald green eyes shifted towards her beautiful frame for a moment. Now I started to recall something... something that had gone on between us, long ago. But it had only been one time, and not enough to merit her dislike of me... right? So I inquired. "Now I'm starting to recall... that night, in the capitol. Is that what you're mad about? Is that what you've been avoiding?"

She stopped. Then, without warning, she spun around-- and landed a devastating blow to the center of my face. I staggered backwards, crying out, as my hand instinctively sought to cover my nose and try to stop the bleeding. The assault had been so surprising and unwarranted, that I was effectively in shock-- looking up at her with confused disbelief. But this feeling would be next to nothing for what was to come. She bit her shivering lower lip, her eyes tearing up, her fists clenched so tightly that I heard her knuckles 'crack'. Then she spoke, tentatively so: "Atlas.

We may have a child."

END OF MISSION ARC ONE

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