ANBU Lovers? [PLOT]

[Kurosai]

→ He remained silent in the midst of the ANBU briefing, listening closely to every word released, inspecting ever morsel of detail that could be analyzed. Information could be life and death on the battlefield, and such, every meeting since he joined the ANBU had been taken into extreme consideration - his focus was indomitable at this point. This meeting in particular was about the possible but highly likely oncoming increase of mission towards their war efforts with Sunagakure. It had been quite a months since it begun, and although both sides were being idle and highly patient with their movements due to the other parties involved, aka Konohagakure, Takigakure, and Kusagakure, it was possible that Kumogakure will have to break this silence and engage in a brutal war even with the presence of the other villages accounted for.

If Kurosai had an opinion on the matter, he would suggest that this war was fruitless in both the loss of lives and the struggles with other villages over who takes priority in destroying their enemies. Would it not be enough to just let old grudges die, and let Konohagakure & Sunagakure destroy themselves. However, he was an ANBU, a soldier of Kumogakure, and willing to give his life for even the the most miniscule reason if his villages pride or safety depended on it. It was his most treasured weapon - loyalty. It was his most feared weapon on the battlefield - pride. It was why he accepted the ANBU role and determined to help it through methods that many would shudder at.

The ANBU meeting seemed to be coming to an end. He went over all words previous said, savored it in his cerebral cortex that holds the memory, and allowed it to seep into his mind forever. Information could mean life or death out in the battlefield - his most earnest belief.

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[Date Shiori]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true] well maybe you should tie me up so i don't go where you don't want me tags: kurosai words: 326 notes: 326 credit: akemi of btn Shiori couldn't honestly say that she was paying full attention to the ANBU meeting. While she knew full well that it was important - being that it was about the war efforts and Suna and whatnot - she just couldn't concentrate. War was the least interesting thing in the world, especially with those damnable desert people, and though she was willing to do anything for the sake of Kumo, she didn't think the world would end if she daydreamed during one ANBU meeting. It was hard not to daydream when one considered the thoughts that were running through her mind at the moment. Perhaps it was inappropriate of her to daydream about the masked man sitting next to her doing naughty things to her, but she just couldn't help it. Oh, it felt like it had been forever since she had had a fun lay, even though it couldn't have been more than a week. Her dearly departed Nao-chan had awakened this side of her and then hadn't been able to stick around to satisfy it, so of course Shiori was always trying to find a way to satiate this lust of hers. And it wasn't like she could just solve the problem on her lonesome, oh no, that would be nowhere near as satisfying. And so she daydreamed the meeting away, and when it was over and everyone departed, Shiori wondered if she should try to make her fantasies a reality. Following the object of her thoughts home would be a simple matter, and a hot-blooded man just couldn't turn down a sexy woman that was practically begging for him, now could he? No man in his right mind, at the very least - and although she wasn't sure her ANBU comrades were all sane, she figured even a crazy man would trip over his own feet in his hurry to get her out of her clothes.

[Kurosai]

→ The meeting was dismissed. The final words of the ANBU orator lingered on his mind as he was one of the last to get up and depart from their HQ. His mind simply couldn't be asked to stop thinking about the situation that is war, and the consequence it presents. It's only human-nature for it to continue, but even if the negatives far outweigh the positives, and always...always everyone losses - they continue to war. he knew it'll only induce more migraines if he continued this line of thinking, and such, dismissed it to the back of his head, for when the time comes, the information will always be there.

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→ It wasn't long until he was in the streets of Kumogakure in his public attire - casual tight-fit jeans, comfy shoes, and a T-shirt that says: "Don't worry, i'm a doctor." He was indeed not a doctor, but he enjoyed funny jokes such as these on his past time, might as well embrace it, and it's not like he'll have a T-shirt saying: "I'm ANBU, I kill for a living and i have no emotions. Please by my friend." Albeit, that was be pretty freaking funny, and get him killed. Whatever the case, he was walking down the streets checking out some of the local shops seeing if there was anything he wanted. At habit, he utilized some counter-surveillance techniques that allowed him to make someone following him - a female by the looks of it. Hm? Why am i getting tailed? In his own village no less. It made little sense, so perhaps this was a stalker, but...why not? He was going to find out.

Keeping his idle wits about him, he kept on checking shops before going into an alley and jumping upwards, sticking to the wall about 10 meters high waiting to see if she actually was following him.

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[Date Shiori]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true] well maybe you should tie me up so i don't go where you don't want me tags: kurosai words: 306 notes: 632 credit: akemi of btn All thoughts of anything even vaguely related to the meeting had deserted her mind completely as soon as she exited the building where it had been held. She was completely focused on tracking her comrade, and the best tactics to use to, ehe, persuade him into giving her what she wanted. Imagine her delight when she discovered that their homes - or at least what she assumed was his home, being that he casually strolled inside the place - were fairly close together, which allowed her to do a quick change and reappear just in time to follow the man, now dressed in civilian clothing, through the streets of the village. Her clothes had been haphazardly changed, meaning that her shirt wasn't buttoned at all and her jean shorts weren't zipped or buttoned. So she looked a little like a mess, but it also helped enhance the slutty image she tended to project. She shadowed him, staying just far enough away that, to a casual observer, it wouldn't seem like she was following him. Of course, being a fellow ANBU, he had probably figured it out a while ago and was likely just trying to figure out what was going on. Shiori knew she would be just as confused if a comrade was tailing her. He ducked down an alley, and she hesitated a moment before following him. When she didn't see him immediately, she looked up - and found him sticking to the wall. Leaning against the opposite wall, she grinned up at him. "You going to stay up there all day, or are you going to come down?" Putting on her best pouty face, she crossed her arms over her chest. "I just want to get to know one of my comrades a little better, you know. Grant me the privilege, would you?"

[Kurosai]

→ Is she following me? His feet stuck to the wall anticipating the arrival of an individual around the corner. He was starting to doubt his own skills in counter-surveillance, perhaps he was wrong. This ounce of doubt flourished from someone like the image he'd seen has absolutely zero reason to tail him. In the eyes of the public, he was a shinobi that goes off on missions regularly, most doesn't know he's an ANBU, and they shouldn't unless they were a fellow ANBU. This line of thought was of course speculation that the person in question was tailing him due to his ties to ANBU, and that was a linear thought process at the moment, as nothing else seemed to rise up with a better solution.

His answer was soon answered as a slutty hot mess of an female popped itself from around the corner and immediately recognized him from atop his wall. Her body language and facial expression showed being little to none surprise, as if she'd expected him to find out her intentions, and so, this entire situation became more awkward than he'd wanted. Her words made it even more awkward. Her confidence was staggering and admiring, speaking to someone who stood atop a wall with little to no shift in tone, and what more, the way she dressed was as if she bore no respect for herself and wanted others to admire her feminine qualities - something most individuals would see as shameful behavior. He saw it as pure confidence and inability to care of others thoughts, but i guess male thoughts were the most important and absolutely no man in their right mind would think that would anything but sexy - unless you were him. Nonetheless, he respected her for such confidence.

She sounded vaguely familiar to him, almost as if he'd heard that specific sound somewhere before recently, and when this girl acknowledged herself as a comrade he immediately knew her identity - Shinzo. To think she looked like that. He sighed, letting go of the constant emission of chakra from his feet and fell towards the ground, landing perfectly on his feet while his hands remained in his pockets.

"Did you follow me from the meeting, Shinzo-San?" He asked utilizing her ANBU name, as he didn't particularly know her real name, or how to address her otherwise. It probably was self-explanatory that she did, how else would she know his face or identity? You can usually walk by other ANBU without knowing their face whatsoever, and if you don't hear their voice, you may think they are purely a civilian. It was something that had commonly occurred when you're in a ground of individuals with their identity hidden. Some individuals would reveal their faces, while others, like him, would keep it hidden simply for that feeling of isolation and security.

"Shinzo-San...I'd rather not."

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[Date Shiori]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true] well maybe you should tie me up so i don't go where you don't want me tags: kurosai words: 367 notes: 999 credit: akemi of btn She was a little disappointed that she hadn't yet managed to get any reaction from him other than a sigh. It seemed like he had a little more more willpower than the average man, who would have likely been drooling over her by now - some of the more confident males would have already made their approach and been well on the way to getting some - which, for her purposes, was simply no fun at all. It couldn't be anything else, she theorized, because he certainly had to find her attractive - Shiori had a smoking hot body and she knew it, and so did everyone else, due to her provocative style of dress that would barely be considered appropriate enough to wear out of the house. "That I did, Kurokage-kun. But please, call me Shiori-chan." She disliked being addressed so formally outside of missions or ANBU meetings. Really, she wasn't a formal person at all... Not that anyone would think she was just by looking at her. And she wasn't one of those ANBU who had their emotions perfectly under control and sounded like lifeless husks, either - something which her dear comrade seemed to be attempting to master, from the sound of it - and she never would be like that either. Eh, it was enough to have control in her professional life, there was no need to spoil her personal life by becoming a stick in the mud. "What? You don't want my company?" She frowned at him, genuinely hurt by how easily he brushed her to the side. Not that she was going to give up and go home yet. Oh, no, Shiori was not one to take no for an answer. She moved closer to him, and in a clear invasion of his personal space, put her arms around his neck and pressed her body close to his. "But we would be such good friends, Kurokage-kun. Give me a chance. You might find that you like what I have to offer." she murmured in his ear, nibbling on his earlobe. If she had to practically molest him to get him interested, well... That's what she would do.

[Kurosai]

→ She was unusual. For an ANBU operative at least. To think someone like Shinzo-San had such an outside demeanor. It surprised him beyond possible-thought. At that moment, he reevaluated his thoughts of ANBU from the outside. There could always been the fact she was the only odd ball that existed outside of Kumogakure ANBU, however, if there is one, there must be multiple - his philosophy upon things in the universe. There can never be only one.

She asked him to address her by Shiori, not likely. Using someone's real name offers a distinct break between duties and friendly relationship, and he wasn't one to call an ANBU anything but formally, even if requested. The false name is used to bring about a border between individuals, this allows a shinobi to perform his duties greater, and even leave a comrade if it meant completing a mission. Having any emotional tie to an individual ceases this line of thought and conflicts their shinobi duties and interests. This could basically be the line that determines whether a mission fail, a life is lost, or a thousand lives are lost due to failure.

When she asked if he wanted company, he slightly shrugged. He didn't mind it, but he's not an interesting person, "No." He responded briskly, "You probably won't enjoy my company." Shinzo-San then invaded his personal space, his body twitched in response, usually when someone gets this close, he would push away as quickly as possible or act aggressively for the kill, but he restrained himself of said habit due to standing next to Shinzo-San, but it could clearly be seen of his attempt to repress. Her soft body pressed against his neck, which was pretty easy seeing as how they were almost exactly same height, minus the two-inches he possessed over her. Her breath caressed his skin, and he could smell the scent of feminine hormones around her - it smelled good. Her next words that followed caused his eyes to follow around her body, up and down, left and right, and his idea of the situation had sprout upwards. The nibbling of his ear was the last straw.

"Shinzo-San..." He pushed her away and disappeared upwards towards and atop the building. The situation was just beginning to be too awkward. What was she trying to accomplish? He sighed once more. He had to clear his thoughts. He knew she would just follow him, for whatever reason, if she did, he would say, without turning around, "Why are you trying to get so close? What's special about me that makes you want to engage?"

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[Date Shiori]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true] well maybe you should tie me up so i don't go where you don't want me tags: kurosai words: 312 notes: 1311 credit: akemi of btn She cocked her head to the side ever so slightly. "Believe me, Kurokage-kun, I would very much enjoy your company." Surely, by now, he had picked up the fact that she didn't want to have tea and a conversation with him. He just couldn't be that dense. He couldn't be. She thought members of ANBU were supposed to have at least average intelligence, and even if he was nearly emotionally dead, he had to be able to pick up the very, very obvious signs that she wanted to have sex with him. Shiori wanted to scream at him, or make it even more obvious.. but she did try to have at least a little decency in public. At least he seemed to notice more than just the fact that she was a fellow member of the ANBU... for a few moments, anyway. His eyes roved over what of her body was visible with her pressed against him, and the light of comprehension seemed to shine in his eyes. But then he pushed her away, and she stumbled back, an irritated glare crossing her face for a moment before she forcefully replaced it with her sexy smile. As he expected, she followed him up to the top of the building, and wasted no time in pressing up against him again, practically rubbing against him like a cat in heat. Although he wasn't facing her, surely it would have some effect. "Can't you tell what I want, Kurokage-kun?" she murmured in his ear. "There's nothing special about you in particular, but... Dammit, I want you." It took quite a lot of effort to keep the frustration from leaking into her voice, but if he took much longer to give her what she wanted... She suspected she might strangle him and leave his body for the crows.

[Kurosai]

→ Her soft feminine body rubbed against his rough masculine figure. Perhaps he was confused of the situation, and not once had he given any thought of a relationship, but to think someone would go this far. He'd assumed usually males go after the female, and only females go after males when the males were breathtakingly attractive and irresistible - perhaps an abundant amount of testosterone? Whatever the case, he did not meet the bare requirement for a girl to attempt so hard for him. She wanted him. She was relentless. He'd sense nothing less than murder would rip this girl from her attempts, especially with her soft words caressing his ears.

He decided.

Jumped away from her once more, but this time turned around to face her. "If that is what you desire Shinzo-San, i'll grant you your wish." He said in his stoic tone as always. "Meet me at this location on 2200." He wasn't ready at the moment, but if what she wanted was going to be fulfilled, he needed to at least have a better setting his his acceptance.

He wasn't sure if she would full him or not, but there was no way she's going to catch up with his full speed no matter what she does. He took a small leap back, jumping off the full height of the building, and rushing off at top speed alongside the building the moment his visual appearance from the roof would've been masked by the building in Shinzo-San's view.

[Attempt @ Exit]

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[Date Shiori]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true] well maybe you should tie me up so i don't go where you don't want me tags: kurosai words: 351 notes: 1662 credit: akemi of btn She became more and more frustrated with every second that she couldn't coax a reaction out of him - other than him feeling awkward, that is, which only served to irritate her even more. Really, this was a simple concept: when a girl tells you she wants to have sex with you, you have sex with her, and you sure as hell don't keep trying to escape from her, perhaps in the hopes of getting her to give up on the notion. But no, Shiori's mind was set; she was going to have her orange-haired comrade if she had to tie him up, drag him into her bedroom, and molest him. Her arms were wrapped tightly around him, and she didn't intend to let go of him until he gave in. "Come on, Kurokage-kun. You'll love it.. I promise~" she murmured in his ear. Maybe he was embarrassed and awkward because he was a virgin? Well, everyone was a virgin at one point; it wasn't like she would laugh at him if he messed up. After all, the only way to learn how to have good sex was to practice a lot, and she would be more than happy to let him practice with her whenever he wanted to. He managed to escape her grip, then turned around to face her as she pouted. "But I don't want to wait, Kurokage-kun. I'm almost ready to jump you right here and right now." she whined, but it seemed her words were lost on him. He just told her where to meet him and ran off, at a speed she knew she couldn't match, and she kind of just wanted to break something. To be honest, Shiori doubted that he would actually show up. He had probably just agreed to get her out of his hair and would leave her hanging instead of giving her what she wanted. And if that ended up being the case... He very well might get a laser or six to the face and/or groin area.