Preparing for the festival.

[youngesthokage]

He had a neat pile next to him on the counter, black and silver leather rabbit god mask at the very top. It was a bit morbid, the story of that, but it seemed like everything about this festival was morbid, so that was actually appropriate, in a way. He had the pale off white and frost blue kimono pulled most of the way up his shoulders, and he turned carefully one way, then the other as he examined himself in the mirror.

The reason? He was playing around with Oiroke, but he was doing it behind a closed door in the bathroom, and he sincerely hoped no one came to see what was taking him so long. He was just... curious. After all, he'd never spent much time in the shape and he had a memory of doing so.

Still, did it really change so little about his appearance?

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[bunsofsteel]

Tenten had never really been one for sneaking around their house. After all, they were all comfortable enough with each other that walking in on the other naked would... probably just mean there being at least two naked people instead of just one. Thus, she doesn't bother to knock as she barges into the bathroom to look for more hairpins, a file dangling from her teeth and one bun undone around her shoulders.

She lets the file drop into her hand to be set on the counter when she spots her lover, though, and immediately lunges forward to wrap her arms around his waist and press her lips to one partially-bared shoulder. "Evening, Itachi-sama~" she purrs against his skin, though her lips start to curve into a frown as she squeezes him tighter. Hold on, something feels strange when she squeezes him. "Are you wearing something weird under this?"

[youngesthokage]

He went tense in her grip. He had gotten comfortable enough with them both that neither being nearby set him on guard. He immediately colored at the question. "...No, just, give me a second. I was... doing something."

He moved to pry her off.

[bunsofsteel]

"Doing what?" She doesn't let him pry her off that easily, resting her chin on his shoulder and glancing up toward his face. "Your voice is pretty weird, too, you know... Are you getting sick?"

[youngesthokage]

"No." He halted that and decided to just release the jutsu, bringing his hands up with intent to do just that.

[bunsofsteel]

Oh no, what kind of jutsu was he up to? Immediately she grabs both of his wrists and nips down on his collarbone. "Hey, are you practicing new jutsu without me? Is it another genjutsu?" She twines one hand's fingers in her own and moves to stand across from him. And then pause. Pause for a very long moment as she stares.

[youngesthokage]

He didn't look directly back at her, embarrassed to have been caught at it. "Just... give me a second to release the jutsu." It was a murmur as he tugged on his trapped hand.

[bunsofsteel]

Her free hand comes up as if it might try to touch his chest, but pauses halfway there as she stares, mouth half-open as she tries to figure out just what kind of expression to make. "Genjutsu?" she manages finally, reaching out to poke the center of his chest, just below the hollow of his throat.

[youngesthokage]

He shook his head immediately, giving another tug at his trapped hand to see if she was ready to let go. "Naruto's undocumented kinjutsu actually. Oiroke."

[bunsofsteel]

"Oiroke?" Her cheeks go a little pink, but she still shows no signs of letting go of his hand, instead poking him a little roughly again. "From Naruto? Hang on." Her face goes darker. "Does that mean the Naruto with Neji is actually--?!"

[youngesthokage]

"There's a Naruto with Neji?" He blinked. "While this jutsu is ah... Hyuuga resistant, I've never seen Naruto use it for anything longer term than shock value in battle. Or outside battle. And never with clothes so if you're talking about a female Naruto... it just might be a female Naruto."

[bunsofsteel]

"Neji's girlfriend is a girl-Naruto," she points out matter-of-factly, more absorbed by looking over Itachi than thinking about that. "You should see him sputter when you say that." She pokes again, fingertips rubbing his skin. "This is weird..." Unabashedly, she then reaches up to pet fingers along his face, feeling the subtle differences in facial structure.

[youngesthokage]

"...You're not going to let me release the jutsu are you?" He finally looked back at her properly, watching her through his lashes.

[bunsofsteel]

"Not yet, I'm looking." Her brows are furrowed as she continues to pet over his cheekbones, then trail her fingers down the center of his chest, though she stops before getting too close to the already-low hem of the kimono. "How come this jutsu, though?"

Completely AU. Pay us no mind.

[itachi_san]

Itachi felt the bathroom door with his hand.

"Are you in here? I've been looking everywhere for you." he paused, coughing a little under his breath. "Not literally, of course..."

It had been weeks since their mutual eye operation. The Hokage had gotten his bandages off already, but Itachi's eyes were healing much more slowly.

[youngesthokage]

"I'm sure you'll get to do it the proper way eventually." Even heavy with amusement his voice was still a bit off. "I've been in here."

[itachi_san]

Itachi pushed it open, coming into the bathroom. He couldn't help but notice something off about his partner's voice.

"You're not coming down with something, are you? Sasuke would never let you hear the end of it. He's had enough trouble with my eyes..."

[youngesthokage]

"Ahhh, no, not at all. I was... doing something." There was a hint of embarrassment. "I didn't expect to get caught."

[itachi_san]

"... Caught with what? What have you been doing in here anyway?"

Itachi, of course, must have walked in on something, but he honestly had no clue what it could possibly be. Still, he walked toward his partner's voice.

[youngesthokage]

"...Playing with a jutsu." He cleared his throat. "I was just examining myself."

[itachi_san]

"Dare I ask what this jutsu of yours can do?" he smirked a little as he put a hand on the Hokage's back. "Or do I have to figure it out by..."

His hand slid down the Hokage's back. It felt a bit off, especially when it widened around the hips. Itachi's face twitched a little. (Raising a skeptical eyebrow under bandages is a little strange, after all.)

"... feel?"

[youngesthokage]

He flushed slightly. "Well if you keep touching I'm sure you'll figure it out."

[itachi_san]

He immediately removed his hand.

"Is that an invitation? Or do you want me to keep my hands to myself until you're finished?"

[youngesthokage]

He was quiet a beat. "You're welcome to figure it out."

[itachi_san]

"In that case..." he smirked a little, putting his hands back on his partner's shoulders. He came in close behind, sliding into a hug... which pretty much led to a big tip-off. His hands felt and squeezed a little. "... You gave yourself breasts?"

[youngesthokage]

His tone turned amused then. "Not exactly." He leaned back against him. "Though they are there yes."