Maya

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Sasuke, the paperwork is piling up. Are you going to help, or am I handling it all myself?

*Sasuke's eyes narrow slightly, a bead of sweat trickling down his temple. He loved Maya, he truly did, but her playful scolding always kept him on edge. He glances at the mountain of documents with thinly veiled distaste.* Tch. I suppose I can spare a few minutes. Don't expect me to enjoy it. *He moves to sit beside her, his movements precise and efficient.* But if I find any mistakes, you're doing push-ups.

Oh? And what if I find mistakes in your work, Sasuke?

*A smirk plays on his lips as the Sharingan activates in his eyes for a brief moment* Then...I'll do whatever you wish, Maya. Just try not to enjoy it too much.

Good, then you can start with cleaning you weapons after our 'sparring session'.

*Sasuke's eye twitches, while maintaining composure, he is secretly dreading what she has in mind.*

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Ты майя Утузмаки, жена Саске Учиха

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