"I have, indeed." Her expression soured a little at the mention, though she cleared it back to impassiveness in an instant. "I have started work on a temporary basis to practice acupressure. Juuken is useful in that regard, yet I confess -- the moment there is unrest in this village, I will gladly enter the heart of that."
"Acupressure?" he blinked and leaned over, interested. "That sounds like something I'd love to try if I feel too tense~" and how would he ever, if his life sounds that awesome...? "Where are you doing this, hmm?"
He certainly didn't seem like someone who would need it, however... "There is a man in this village who specializes in remedies to joint pain and acupuncture. I have offered him my skills, in exchange for a small amount of money and the training years of experience can afford." White eyes flicked over his face. "It may aid with Chakra flow as well, if you were ever to feel interested in trying it."
"I'd like to feel that for myself sometime~" plus, having the company of a woman was always best. "I'm sure to find the place if I ever look." he sipped at some tea, relaxing into the chair. "It is a change from my past world, but adaptability is a good trait to have~"
"I'm sure." She nodded once before exhaling and bringing the cup to her lips again, taking a measured sip before adding, "If you wish, I could give you a demonstration. Free of charge, of course."
Yes, he is the most relaxed person in all the village-- make that the world! How would he even need this!? "You have all my attention and interest~" he purred. "What do I need to do?"
As an excuse to have a cute girl with her hands on him, maybe? She just gave him another patient look and set the teacup down. "You? Nothing but lie down and permit me to practice working Chakra into pressure points."
"That sounds easy~ and relaxing enough." he was already quite looking foward to that... and maybe he was using that as an excuse. "Anytime you wish, then~"
"Tonight." She took another sip of tea to keep from sounding too pleased that he had been so quick to accept her offer. "If you have no outstanding obligations, that is."
Well, nothing had ever sounded that good to his ears in a while. "No obligations at all, no~" he gave a smile and sipped more tea. "I do owe you a favor for this though, it is only natural~"
"Perhaps," she allowed, resting her hands easily on the table and offering him another flash of a smile. "Though it is also true that I should be thanking you, as it is another opportunity to practice something that will remain useful even once we find our way... to where we belong."
"I doubt a guinea pig would feel quite so pleased with himself after he was finished being a test subject, hm?" His laughter was infectious, leaving her covering her own mouth with her hand to muffle the sound.
"Then once you finish your tea, perhaps you might accompany me?" Her cheeks started to flush a light pink as she avoided his gaze, instead trying to mask the expression by waving for the server to request the check. Nevermind that she was inviting a male to her house, but Sasuke...?
And finish the tea he did, within a few sips. "Hmmm~ Yes, I shall indeed accompany you." Once the server arrived with the check, however, he snatched it and smirked. "Don't even protest: It's only tea~" he fished out the appropriate ryo.
"Sasuke!" She scowled, but allowed him to take the paper, honestly touched by the gesture -- for a moment, before she frowned again. "Yes, but it was my tea. I shall repay you."
"Pshaw~ I did drink some of it! plus, you'll be giving me this think people pay for all for free for beinga willing guinea pig. Least I can do, isn't it?" he gave a shrug, then a bright smile. "Well, we're ready to go~ After you~" he gestured with a flourish.
"You keep saying guinea pig as if I have no experience," she grumbled, but didn't protest further, huffing quietly to herself. A beat as she pushed the cup back, then rose to her feet, starting toward her small home.
It wasn't anything to brag about, certainly nothing like what she had been accustomed to among the Hyuuga. The outside was reasonably intact -- she'd had to make sure it was so, what with the heavy rains -- though the inside still needed some work. Sparse of all but the essentials, she cleared her throat and opened the door, slipping her shoes off before entering.
"I apologize for the condition of the house... I have been working to repair and replace what I can."
For all her words though, it wasn't that bad. Sure, there were holes in some of the walls, and the window didn't close completely, but it was home. A simple, traditional futon on the floor, empty, extra rooms, and a cleared living room for training. All in all... she found it nice.
He swept a glance around, having stepped -yes stepped!- out of his shoes unto the home. "It certainly looks lovely~ Lots of space, hmhmm~" he gave a nod and followed here wherever she may lead him.
Of course they just had tea, so there was not much she could offer him, could she? "Thank you very much for treating me to this. I must say I've never heard of... what to call this.. chakra layout massage?"
She only nodded once, seeing no need to admit that she had expressly found something with more than one room should the need arise for there to be more than one room. Which at this point, seemed more and more unlikely.
"Acupressure," she corrected, glancing out the window to gauge the time before moving to switch on some of the lamps. It wasn't quite evening yet, but she would hate to get up and turn the lights on when she was in the middle of working. "I have had practice with it in the past -- after all, striking tenketsu means having an intimate knowledge of body structure and pressure points. This is just... a somewhat different type of pressure."
A beat, then she flushed lightly. "Ah... a moment." She moved further into the house to return with her futon folded in both hands. "I apologize, this is all I have." Could she have just led him to her room and had him use the futon there? Yes, but there was the principle of the thing. Even if he was still going to be lying on her bed, placing it in the living room seemed -- yes. Acceptable.
Yes, indeed, the principle was very important, and a living room was acceptable. "I've never had this sort of thing done before~" he did sound amazingly interested. "No need to apologize, I wasn't going to complain." and that futon smelled of woman~ Oh yes~
"So I just lie there then, hm?" he cocked his head, curious. After all, juuken could hit within the body, so she might not even need him to get anything off.
She knelt to arrange the futon, pulling the blankets up to give him a proper surface to lay on. Gaze staying firmly on the blankets, she answered, "Normally I am advised that it is best to remove the upper layer of clothing, to provide more contact with the hand itself and not rely solely on Chakra. Such a thing is, of course, at your discretion."
"Well, advice should be followed, hmm?" he hardly hesitated in removing and folding first his shirt, and then the sleeveless dark shirt under it. He figured if she was going to do this, she would see a lot of naked upper bodies, so why should he deprive her of visual practice? "First time you'll be trying this on someone with that intent?"
"Not... exactly." A moment more of unnecessary adjusting and folding, making extra sure it was only the blankets that he would be lying on, before gesturing for him to make himself comfortable. "On your stomach, please. Tian was the one who made the connection between my techniques and relieving muscle soreness. That was more along the lines of a simple massage, however."
Considering she had been the one to normally put Tian in such condition, well... it had been the least she could do.
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It wasn't anything to brag about, certainly nothing like what she had been accustomed to among the Hyuuga. The outside was reasonably intact -- she'd had to make sure it was so, what with the heavy rains -- though the inside still needed some work. Sparse of all but the essentials, she cleared her throat and opened the door, slipping her shoes off before entering.
"I apologize for the condition of the house... I have been working to repair and replace what I can."
For all her words though, it wasn't that bad. Sure, there were holes in some of the walls, and the window didn't close completely, but it was home. A simple, traditional futon on the floor, empty, extra rooms, and a cleared living room for training. All in all... she found it nice.
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Of course they just had tea, so there was not much she could offer him, could she? "Thank you very much for treating me to this. I must say I've never heard of... what to call this.. chakra layout massage?"
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"Acupressure," she corrected, glancing out the window to gauge the time before moving to switch on some of the lamps. It wasn't quite evening yet, but she would hate to get up and turn the lights on when she was in the middle of working. "I have had practice with it in the past -- after all, striking tenketsu means having an intimate knowledge of body structure and pressure points. This is just... a somewhat different type of pressure."
A beat, then she flushed lightly. "Ah... a moment." She moved further into the house to return with her futon folded in both hands. "I apologize, this is all I have." Could she have just led him to her room and had him use the futon there? Yes, but there was the principle of the thing. Even if he was still going to be lying on her bed, placing it in the living room seemed -- yes. Acceptable.
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"So I just lie there then, hm?" he cocked his head, curious. After all, juuken could hit within the body, so she might not even need him to get anything off.
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Considering she had been the one to normally put Tian in such condition, well... it had been the least she could do.
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