A long, exasperated gasp for breath came from the tan boy as he slammed down the emptied glass of water. What an ordeal this had turned out to be. He had made his way home and the first thing he did was chug down a glass of water to soothe his nerves as he quickly turned on the tap and poured another. "Stupid idiot sensei." He thought to himself with a furrowed brow as he pressed the glass to his lips and began downing another cup of water. "Who could like an annoying girl like her anyway? Not my type." He yelled at his teacher in his mind before taking another exasperated gasp for breath as the glass made its way into the sink. Bato stood with his hands on either side of the sink and let the water settle down in his system before moving. "And why'd I get that Aburame tool in my squad? The hell's wrong with Konoha anyway? They know they make me sick." Physically sick, that is. All of the little swarms and tiny masses of blood inside one bigger mass of blood... his stomach felt like flopping at the mere thought of this.
Taking a deep breath he picked up a backpack and began filling it with mission essentials. Trail rations and spare clothing, of course. Spare ninja tools and all of that jazz. He didn't really have much to go on for location of this mission, so he packed a sweater just in case. That, and a green-patterned scarf that he held in his hands for a short while before packing away. He mouthed a word, a name, voicelessly and closed his bag. That scarf would be taken with him through blistering heats or arctic chills. There was no question. After the essentials were packed, he strapped his twin chakrams onto the back of the bag for easy access in cases of emergency. Feeling that he was properly prepared now, he slipped on his ninja sandals and stepped out of his apartment room with a lock to the door. Maybe once he went back, his sensei would stop being such an annoying prick... Yeah, that was a dream. He knew already that he was the type to keep nit-picking and poking and prodding until he got the reactions he desired. For his sake, Bato hoped he didn't desire a chakram to the face.
Stepping down the stairs and reaching the ground, he caught notice of Mito running at full force away from where they had met. His expresson turned to one of being just completely done as he knew right away that it was Aadrin-sensei's doing. He probably stayed and relentlessly teased her after Bato left. With a red-faced best friend like that, he had half a mind to give him a serious punch to the chin. But rather than go punch their sensei, he made his way to the sprinting Mito instead. Once he finally caught up with her, he reached out and tapped her shoulder before staring at her with his one exposed eye. "Yo. Idunno what you're doing, but we should head back to that arse now. Unless you got something important to be doing. In which case, I'd rather help you out than be with that guy... those guys." It would definitely be no secret to Mito that he disliked the Aburame kid. If she left back to their sensei, he'd follow suit. If not, he'd just follow her wherever she intended to go.
Taking a deep breath he picked up a backpack and began filling it with mission essentials. Trail rations and spare clothing, of course. Spare ninja tools and all of that jazz. He didn't really have much to go on for location of this mission, so he packed a sweater just in case. That, and a green-patterned scarf that he held in his hands for a short while before packing away. He mouthed a word, a name, voicelessly and closed his bag. That scarf would be taken with him through blistering heats or arctic chills. There was no question. After the essentials were packed, he strapped his twin chakrams onto the back of the bag for easy access in cases of emergency. Feeling that he was properly prepared now, he slipped on his ninja sandals and stepped out of his apartment room with a lock to the door. Maybe once he went back, his sensei would stop being such an annoying prick... Yeah, that was a dream. He knew already that he was the type to keep nit-picking and poking and prodding until he got the reactions he desired. For his sake, Bato hoped he didn't desire a chakram to the face.
Stepping down the stairs and reaching the ground, he caught notice of Mito running at full force away from where they had met. His expresson turned to one of being just completely done as he knew right away that it was Aadrin-sensei's doing. He probably stayed and relentlessly teased her after Bato left. With a red-faced best friend like that, he had half a mind to give him a serious punch to the chin. But rather than go punch their sensei, he made his way to the sprinting Mito instead. Once he finally caught up with her, he reached out and tapped her shoulder before staring at her with his one exposed eye. "Yo. Idunno what you're doing, but we should head back to that arse now. Unless you got something important to be doing. In which case, I'd rather help you out than be with that guy... those guys." It would definitely be no secret to Mito that he disliked the Aburame kid. If she left back to their sensei, he'd follow suit. If not, he'd just follow her wherever she intended to go.