[OPEN] Weapons Exercise

[bunsofsteel]

Just because she was in a strange location didn't mean she was about to take a vacation... Especially not after being beaten so thoroughly by that Neji. The thought still was enough to freeze her blood, the slightest threads of panic starting to set in before her lip firms and she gathers her Chakra in her feet, leaping straight up into the air. For today's training, at least, she'd left the scroll leaning against one of the short wooden posts simulating a human body. Instead, a long katana shimmered in the late afternoon sunlight as she twists in midair, flipping over with a harsh kiai to split the log neatly in two, then turn, weaving her way through another weapon's form, twisting and pivoting as she fought enemies only she could see. Sweat dripped from her brow, the twin buns of her hair disheveled as she panted for breath, unwilling or unable to quit as she keeps pushing herself.

First that Sasuke, then Neji. She kept finding herself forced into situations where she couldn't fight at range. If she were ever going to advance, she needed to get past her current level. They were geniuses, but -- well, if Lee had proven anything, it was that hard work really could beat a genius.

The question would be if she could ever get to that point herself.

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[bunsofsteel]

Once he's in the water, she promptly moves back to wrap her arms around him, tucking her head against his shoulder with a contented sound. A hand rubs gently along his ribs as she just closes her eyes and relaxes completely against him, not intending to move again for at least ten more minutes.

[youngesthokage]

He slumped against the tub edge, looping his arms around her and just lying there, head tipped back against the edge as he listened to her breathe.

[bunsofsteel]

It takes a good minute for her breathing to finally calm to something approaching normal, nuzzling her nose in further against him to get more comfortable before giving him a small, sleepy smile. "Don't fall asleep," she warns, poking him lightly in the side before wrapping her arms around him again. "Sleeping in the tub's no good.

[youngesthokage]

He hummed and gathered his senses, sliding his arms around her to pick her up. "Of course."

With that, he made himself get up, once again carrying her in the process, though this time it was to set her outside the tub on her feet. "Then we should dry off."

[bunsofsteel]

"Mm." She doesn't protest the carrying beyond a slight unhappy squirm this time. It takes a moment to find her feet after he sets her down, then she almost stumbles to grab a towel, rubbing her face in it in an attempt to make herself wake back up before drying off the rest of her body, waiting for him to join her.

[youngesthokage]

He unplugged he tub so it could drain, then set about drying himself as well, swaying a little in place before he moved to her side, offering her his hand.

[bunsofsteel]

It takes her a moment to towel off her body and hair, just giving it a quick rub with the towel before letting it fall and glancing toward his hand. A small grin, and she takes it, bowing over it to kiss his knuckles in a princely gesture before twining her fingers with his. "Lead the way, Itachi-sama~"

[youngesthokage]

He blinked at her, then quirked his lips, heading off to the bedroom. A nice doze sounded about right, if not just sleeping for the night outright.

[bunsofsteel]

She doesn't let his hand go, just tightening her grip and following behind him with a soft hum, not letting go until they're in the bedroom itself. Without hesitation, she drops into the futon and snuggles down, reaching up to tug him down to join her.

[youngesthokage]

He went easily, pulling the covers over them and nestling close, his arms snug around her.

[bunsofsteel]

She hums again, tucking her nose in against his shoulder and squirming in against him as tight as she can, breathing a small sigh of contentment. It's a sleepy murmur as she presses an open-mouthed kiss to his collarbone and adds, "You smell nice."

[youngesthokage]

"So do you." It was an amused hum of words, and he closed his eyes, burying his face in her hair as he settled down to rest.

[bunsofsteel]

"If you say so..." The last word is muffled as she trails off, eyes closed as she's finally permitted to drift off to a deep sleep, her arms wrapped around his waist.

[youngesthokage]

He didn't try to wake her, and it wasn't long before he went to sleep himself.