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.
He waited for the instructions and laid down when they were given. His build was too lean and not too large, just athletic enough. He did take care to train his body to this extent at least, even though no one might see it. It was not a body that would be achieved by doing nothing but flirting.
"Tian... From your team? is that the weapons specialist or taijutsu?" he actually couldn't figure out who it'd be. It was a name somewhat like Menma, one that no one in this world would know.
"Weapons specialist," she responded immediately, expecting the question. Seeing as how no one had mentioned him previously... "The woman named Tenten, here, has similar Chakra to him."
A breath, then she shifted in closer, taking first one arm, then the other to run her hands along each, a pulse of Chakra near her eyes as she allowed her Byakugan to trace the tiny, invisible-to-all-others channels carrying his Chakra. A quick rub from shoulder to wrist in one smooth motion, then repeated along the other arm, to get the blood flowing, before she traced her fingers gently along his back, studying the glowing blue patterns. "He... is a precious comrade of mine."
He gave a light shudder at that too-delicate touch. It felt like nothing before. "Ah, I see.. Tian, then, yes." So he can imagine his world's Tenten as male and actually reliable with weaponry.
Precious comrade. He focused on the words as another pleasant tingle rushed onto him. "I have people like that too.. Menma and Sakura. Precious comrades."
"I have Lee, as well. Even if they are here, in some respects... it is not quite the same, no?" She exhaled quietly and leaned closer, studying the flow of Chakra beneath his skin. Fingertips brushed over a tenketsu, releasing a precisely controlled burst of Chakra to loosen the muscles and increase the flow of his own energy.
She continued in this way, fingers running over lean muscle and tracing the steady flow of his Chakra, here and there applying extra pressure where it seemed best suited.
"...hm.. sort of how I heard sakura's over here, but have yet to see her." she wouldn't be his world's Sakura though, and maybe this was why he wasn't outright stepping into the clinic he heard she tended to...
Just hearing about it, he never would have even been able to imagine how good it would actually feel. He did give a few light, pleased purrs, and she would certainly be able to tell it was indeed having an effect in spite of him being already a guy without much tension at all, if the way he half-sank, half-melted on that futon as she went on was any indication.
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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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"Tian... From your team? is that the weapons specialist or taijutsu?" he actually couldn't figure out who it'd be. It was a name somewhat like Menma, one that no one in this world would know.
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A breath, then she shifted in closer, taking first one arm, then the other to run her hands along each, a pulse of Chakra near her eyes as she allowed her Byakugan to trace the tiny, invisible-to-all-others channels carrying his Chakra. A quick rub from shoulder to wrist in one smooth motion, then repeated along the other arm, to get the blood flowing, before she traced her fingers gently along his back, studying the glowing blue patterns. "He... is a precious comrade of mine."
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Precious comrade. He focused on the words as another pleasant tingle rushed onto him. "I have people like that too.. Menma and Sakura. Precious comrades."
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She continued in this way, fingers running over lean muscle and tracing the steady flow of his Chakra, here and there applying extra pressure where it seemed best suited.
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Just hearing about it, he never would have even been able to imagine how good it would actually feel. He did give a few light, pleased purrs, and she would certainly be able to tell it was indeed having an effect in spite of him being already a guy without much tension at all, if the way he half-sank, half-melted on that futon as she went on was any indication.
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