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Post by edwardtheradical on Jul 9, 2015 4:18:56 GMT
The Kazekage stepped through the streets of Konohagakure. 'It's so temperate here.. and beautiful..' she remarked, drawing back to the thatch and clay buildings of her homeland. Here, there could be paper walls. There could be real wooden buildings. Water to spare. Water to be spent on real baths and onsen. The Kazekage could only be jealous. She slowly entered a bath house, still wearing her warrior plate. The receptionist looked at her awkwardly. "U.. Um.." Anko turned to her, offering a smile. "May I come in?" she asked. The receptionist bowed her head. "It costs 1,000 Ryo to enter. You receive a package of a towel and the necessary cleaning supplies -- shampoo, conditioner, and soap." The Kazekage opened her coinpurse, laying the sum down on the table. "Enjoy your stay. Women's changing rooms are to the right." she smiles to the Kazekage, not realizing who she was. Anko entered the changing room, and prepared herself for bathing.
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Post by BigKnives on Jul 9, 2015 4:31:49 GMT
The Jonin walked though the streets that he spent the second half of his life growing in. He took in a deep breath. Smells like home. He was wandering the streets somewhat happy for once. While he was walking he spotted a building he had never seen before. It was a bath house. Huh? I think I'll go check it out He walked inside and the smell of fresh water filled his lungs. He approached the desk with his sword still hanging from his back. "So, what exactly is this place?" The woman behind the desk giggled. "Its a bath house. 1,000 Ryo to enter." Matsu reluctantly opened his wallet and handed the woman the money. She handed him a package of bathing materials "Men's changing rooms are to your left. Matsu entered the changed room and prepared himself to bathe.
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Post by edwardtheradical on Jul 9, 2015 4:34:14 GMT
The Kazekage took a large amount of time to prepare. 'I think I heard someone come into the bath house.' she wondered. 'Am I going to be alone in there? I don't think anyone's in there right now. What happens if someone comes in with me? That's going to be weird.. I guess... I'll wait a while.. and wear a towel..' she thought to herself. Anko removed her armor, plate by plate, which left gentle clicking sounds on the metal compartment she left her things in. Then, she removed her clothes, folding them over and slowly preparing herself for bathing. The kunoichi dressed herself in a towel and no shoes, patiently waiting longer to see if her suspicions were confirmed.
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Post by BigKnives on Jul 9, 2015 4:40:51 GMT
Matsu didn't take long to get ready, he dressed casually, and it wasn't much effort to undress. He debated weather or not to take Soul in with him. Hmm. He ran his finger across his flesh and rubbed his fingers together. a bit oily. yeah I'll take him with. Matsu figured no one would be inside since he saw no line to get in, so he walked out with his towel over his shoulder, and soap in hand. He noticed that there was a girl standing by the water with a towel over her body. She definitely saw him. Ah shit. I cant cover up now or else it'll be awkward. He carefully walked past her and got into the water. He left his sword just outside the water, he was going to bathe him next.
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Post by edwardtheradical on Jul 9, 2015 4:51:34 GMT
The Kazekage entered slowly, he towel wrapped around her. She stood an inch taller than the jounin, and stepped into the bath shamelessly. Anko stood in the bath, sitting down inside of the hot water. Her womanly portions were attractive underneath the armor, despite being notably older than the Hokage or any of the leaf ninja. She leaned back, pressing her neck against the tiled edges of the bath. The Kazekage rolled her neck left to right. Crack. Crack. The sound reverberated well. While the Kazekage kept her cool inside of the bath, her inner self was going rampant. Having pulled off her gloves, the strange.. tongues protruded from her palms and chest. Anko rubbed her eyes, the tongues licking her cheek weakly.
'Oh no. A leaf ninja. What am I going to do?'
'Should I leave? No, no. That would look weird.'
'It looks weird enough being the Kazekage in the leaf village, you twit!'
'It looks even weirder being a Kage and being in a bath house!'
'Even Kages need to make breakfast and bathe themselves, you know!'
'But other people don't know that! You never see the Hokage or the Tsuchikage ever do anything like that!'
'Well, this ninja's now aware that Kages do, in fact, do that!'
'Does he even know you're a Kage?'
'I hope not -- I was wearing my armor earlier.'
'He could have gotten your face.'
'Valid point. Keep cool, keep cool.'
'Yeah, yeah. Get a grip.'
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Post by BigKnives on Jul 9, 2015 4:58:50 GMT
Matsu tried not to pay much attention to the girl, but he heard her get into the water while he bathed himself. His back was to her, he wanted to keep an eye on his sword while he bathed. He ran himself over a few times with the bar of soap he was given and then grabbed his sword. He held it like a baby over the water, and motioned for him to close his eyes. It took a bit for the message to get across but Soul eventually got a grip on it and closed his eye for Matsu. Matsu then dipped him under the water to get him wet, then gently ran the bar of soap across his delicate pink flesh. When he was finished he laid his sword back on the side and prepared to wash his hair.
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Post by edwardtheradical on Jul 9, 2015 5:06:00 GMT
"Do you need someone to wash your back?" she asked nonchalantly, doing her best to remain uninterested. 'Yeah. This was a normal thing, right? Surely.' she chuckled in her head, smiling to herself. She ran a bar of soap over her body, wetting it and lathering the bar on her arms and legs. The Kazekage continued to wash herself, smiling softly. The Kazekage watched him, having been facing him despite him turning his back. She watched him as she washed herself, having nothing else to fixate on except for the other person in the bath house. "I'm gonna someone to wash mine." she followed up. "I can't reach all that far back." Anko sighed gently, almost as if she was a damsel. "So, what rank are you in this village? You from around here?"
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Post by BigKnives on Jul 9, 2015 5:14:02 GMT
He reached for his bottle of shampoo and was in the middle of squirting some onto his hand when the only person in the room finally spoke up. Wash my back? He responded casually "No thanks." Then proceeded to lather his navy blue hair in shampoo. He dipped his head under the water to rinse it out. When he came back up she spoke again. He turned his head and said "I'm a Jonin." He caught a glimpse of her face, "Oh its you. I saw you earlier today." He knew he was leaving off details but he decided it didn't matter.
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Post by edwardtheradical on Jul 9, 2015 5:19:55 GMT
"Oh. I see." she stayed quiet, and asked him what rank he was. The Kazekage nodded gently. "I would use you as a diplomacy coin, you know. Who knows? If you wash my back, you might just go and get Konohagakure an alliance." she giggled sultrily. 'He's so mild..' she thought to herself, looking over the jounin. Anko continued to wash herself. "Oh, you did? Ah, I see." she nods. "I had to leave because of that smoker. I worked at a casino a few years ago, you know? They hooked me on some nasty stuff, but I was able to get a grip about a year ago." Anko sighs, leaning back again. Her towel was tight around her body, covering the stitched up mouth on her chest. "You sure you don't want someone to wash your back?"
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Post by BigKnives on Jul 9, 2015 5:28:30 GMT
Matsu was finished bathing. "Yes, I'm sure I don't want someone to wash my back." Matsu climbed out of the water and picked up his sword. Matsu turned his body to her. "For a Kage, you really like to take chances" He was getting his turn of a stare, after all he could just feel her eyes on him as he bathed. He saw her, and her hands. Hm? He turned his sword to face her, the eye staring at her. "Don't be embarrassed of who you are." Matsu slung his towel over his shoulder and left into the locker rooms. He then dried himself off with his towel and got back into his cloths. As he left the spring he looked back. Maybe I should've let her rub on my back. Too late now I guess. Matsu left the thread. |
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Post by edwardtheradical on Jul 9, 2015 5:32:08 GMT
"Oh well." the Kazekage smiled, waving him away. She stayed for some time longer, making up for not sharing a backrub with the jounin. Eventually, Anko stood up and exited the bath house, refitting herself. She had to settle to stay in one of Konoha's inns, giving Ryo to her subordinates to find themselves a room, if not separate rooms. She would hold a meeting with the Hokage that night, hopefully. For now, the Kazekage got her share of a nice, warm nap after drying off. She dreamed of the future, of the jounin she'd met and the infectious smoke exhaled by the pipe-smoking Kage. However, when she'd woken up but thirty minutes later, she forgot it all. The cycle repeated itself, and she fell asleep staring at the ceiling once more. The thread has ended.
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