one_long_mission | [closed] Multi-Purpose AU Post for Neji and Flirtsuke

"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.

She couldn't help but smile with satisfaction as he melted beneath her; no matter how relaxed a shinobi, there was no denying that training and working with Chakra did occasionally cause problems with the flow of energy. Part of why she enjoyed meditation so much, working out the metaphorical 'knots' in her system.

"People are... very different from how we first perceive them, here." Another gentle brush of fingers over the glowing lines of his Chakra network before she sets to the muscles themselves, pressing fingers into more conventional pressure points to stop just shy of the edge of pain to force muscles to tighten, then loosen in response, firm, strong fingers molding the muscle beneath her hands. "It can be puzzling."

"Hmhmmmm... not only first perception." he noted, voice quite subdued because oh boy was he feeling goooood and oh-so-relaxed right now. "...there's the fact that there are all those versions around too. Nothing so good now." but they were all dealing.

"...are you trying to send me to 'nother dimsension? This is so niiiice~" he actually nuzzled faintly onto that pillow. Ah, womanly smells and a womanly expert touch. Was he in the place closest to heaven that he might be allowed to get right now?

"Indeed. It... can be troubling, as well," she admitted. She had to admit, she enjoyed the feel of his skin beneath her fingers, the warmth providing more intimacy to something she already saw as a rather intimate act. That was only by her own standards though, and she continued, hands shifting his arms to better undo knots beneath his shoulder blades, moving as far down as the small of his back.

"I am pleased you enjoy it," she answered quietly, soft smile crossing her lips at his reaction. She hadn't expected anything less, really; for all her attempted modesty, she knew exactly how skilled she was at any task once she put her mind to it.

"...you haven't answered about tryin to send me to another dimension.." he purred. "....should I be worried?" because hey, he just got to this one a few weeks back.

Wait, was she going to do this all onto his arms too? He was already wondering if he would want to get back up after this. He officially will want to stay here. "...not used to feeling like a pile of goo..."

"No," she answered simply, letting her fingers rest against the small of his back. She was finished, but... for an absurd reason, she didn't want to stop touching him just yet. "I rather enjoy you being present here in this one."

She just gently let her fingers drag back up his back, leaning in closer as if to check and make sure that everything had been done perfectly -- which, of course, it had. "That means I am doing it right. I have had some customers fall asleep under my hands."

Those words... She rather enjoyed him... being here... They could mean so much, if he only would let them.

He took in a shaky breath, a pleasant shudder coursing through his spine as her fingers trailed back after hanging upon his lower back. "...does that... give me permission to?"

She stayed quiet for a moment after that, fingers hovering against his shoulders. A glance toward the setting sun outside before she nodded once. Her hands trailed down his shoulders to trace his arms before she finally forced herself to draw back, resting her weight as she sat comfortably back on her knees. "If you wish, I will not stop you."

He gave a long purr, allowing his eyes to close. "hmm... going to be the best night ever." of course some nights could be above and beyond this, but... he knew not to expect much. He did, however, move to the edge of the futon to leave her enough space since.... technically it was hers and all...?

She flushed lightly as he moved, wavering a moment, before she pushed herself to her feet. "Would you like an extra blanket? I do not mind should you wish to sleep beneath the covers." Improper... she swallowed hard and crossed her arms lightly over her chest.

"hnn... blanket.." oh right, that would be the sensible thing. Yes. "If you have one." he forced his eyes open, trailing up her to spot that flush. "Reminds me when Kakashi-sensei said us men sharing a room was team-bonding..." he always wondered why Sakura wasn't team-bonding. "...the loser got the floor." he snickered. "Something about building character.

"We had something similar." She nodded once, moving quickly to a closet in the hall to retrieve her extra blanket. "Though it was for the entire team." Sharing a bed with Tian had been... uncomfortable, but Gai had let her know in no uncertain terms that if he woke up and found Neji sleeping on the floor, they'd all be running laps until he got tired.

She returned and unfolded the blanket, kneeling to tuck it over him. "Will your mother not be concerned, that you have not returned home?"

"Concerned? She knows I can take care of myself~ Besides, the smaller me is going to be glad, it means he gets more tomatoes to eat." he gave a light chuckle. "...hmm... this... does feel nice though~" he shifted to get more comfortable, nuzzling onto his corner of pillow.

...he had to say, -he- certainly would have liked if Kakashi-sensei had made them share beds instead.... Ah, Sakura-chan... so close yet so far.

She stayed kneeling there beside him, rather unnecessarily smoothing the blanket further. "You may take the entire futon," she murmured quietly, drawing her hands back and pushing herself to her feet. "Sleep well, Sasuke."

She had her bedroll that she'd walked into Michi with, after all. It was early for her yet; some meditation, a light dinner, all things she could do without waking him.

"Sleep well... when you do too." he only stretched halfway, rolled over onto the space he occupied since she wasn't exactly minding him taking the whole thing before finally tumbling into sleep. His body felt amazingly loose. Surrounded by that futon's clinging smells and with this relaxed body, he would doubtlessly have the best night he ever had.

As things were, he was quite unlikely to wake before the sun rose... and if he did, he may not wish to move from here.

And do all that, she did, only going to bed a few hours after he, and yet still waking at sunrise as was customary. For a moment, she was baffled as to why she was in her bedroll inside, but then -- ah. That's right, Sasuke was in her bed in the living room, while she'd retired to her own room with her bedroll.

A sigh as she rolled over and climbed to her feet, still clad in her loose yukata for sleeping. A shower after preparing something to eat, yes... thankfully it was a day where she didn't have obligations to go in to work. So unused was she to someone staying in her home that she didn't give her state of undress a second thought as she moved past him asleep in the living room to enter the kitchen, meaning to prepare rice and eggs.

Sasuke had also woken, in fact a short while before her. He'd lounged in, surrounded by this magnificent smell, unshifting as sounds entered his ears. He could tell without opening his eyes. She was getting up... walking to the bathroom... running a shower.

Oh yes, those thoughts invading his mind then. Well, he was ahealthy teenager wasn't he?

Once he heard her footsteps getting closer, he opened his eyes to take in the sight. "Good morning~" he purred, baring his neck as he stretched his body. "Hmmmmmm~ You've slept well, yes?"

Her hair was still wet, unbound and trailing down her back as she flinched with surprise, wheeling and making sure her yukata was completely closed, face flushed.

"Sasuke..." Her forehead was still uncovered, too, leaving her feeling uncomfortably exposed. "Yes, thank you," she answered stiffly, wanting for all the world to retreat back to her room and fetch bandages to cover it. "I am surprised you slept the night. Would you care for breakfast?"

"Sorry for surprising you~" His Neji at home never cared to cover that seal, so he wasn't even staring or acting like it was even there. He thought she was that flustered only because she couldn't possibly be suitably prepeared for him so early in the morning.

"I'll have whatever you're willing to make." he assured her, reaching to at least put his purple shirt on, collecting the other. "You don't mind me using your shower, meanwhile...?"

"Ah... no, of course not." Again she fixed the lapels of her yukata before moving past him to grab her single spare towel, handing it to him without looking. "There should still be some hot water left."

While he was there, she disappeared into her room to wrap her forehead before returning to the kitchen. This, then, was an easier routine; she merely had to double the amount she would make for herself, and wait for him to finish. Having a male over and showering in her home... She flushed, but did her best to ignore it. It did not matter, in the end.

"Thank you~" he accepted the towel witha too-enthused tone for something so small. He -did- still feel immensely good from her acupressure the evening before.

Thankfully for him, there -was- enough warm water left. After finishing his shower and toroughly drying himself, toweling the excess water from that hair of his, he kept going back to pleasant thoughts relating to either here or back home... and women.

It was somewhat saddening that this shower cleansed him of this clinging scent... but then again, he -did- get something even better, because he had smelled that soap on her too! Oh yes, life was beautiful!
Once done, he went over to the kitchen. "Got any place to toss that towel in to wash?" he had missed any such thing as washing basket if there were any.

Edited 2013-05-02 19:22 (UTC)

Forehead now properly wrapped, she at least felt a little more comfortable around him. She was just mixing the cooked egg in with the rice when he emerged, and she only glanced back for a moment before going to finish preparing breakfast. "I will take it, if you give me a moment," she answered, spooning the rice-and-egg into a bowl and setting it on her battered and slightly crooked kitchen table. "It is simple, yet contains enough protein for a morning training routine."

With that, she moved in to take the towel, still rather bewildered that all of this was happening.

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