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Peaceful as ever.
Quiet as normal.
Life was good.
Even in the time of peace, the Konoha Hospital was still
in full use as the ninja duty was never quite finished.
Training accidents, mission mistakes, illness, all still a
very real thing in Konoha and much of the world. The war
was long, but over and the five nations were slowly
recovering from the massive damage caused by Madara
and Kaguya. It seemed like it was almost yesterday, but
bijuu time tracking was so much slower than that of a
normal human. Iso couldn’t tell you how much time had
truly passed, but he was just happy to be free. Going
from a trapped and bounded animal to one that the world
suddenly found out was a very competent beast drastically
changed the bijuu’s life styles.
They were free, yes. But the bijuu knew that human greed
was still going to linger among the world and it was only
a matter of time before the bijuu would be captured again.
You can never kill all the evil and corruption in the world,
only learn how to fight it or live with it. In Isobu’s mind, the
weather was his greatest enemy now. His old territory was
no longer safe, since he was so easily found by the
Akatsuki and Orochimaru last time, and this human form
would not protect him from the harshness of the
approaching cold. Time went by so slowly for the bijuu,
but his lack of experience led to him getting caught in the
worst place possible.
As the windows of the hospital rattled against the blowing
gust ,caused by a might snow storm outside, the hospital
was calm and collective. The growing darkness of the night
sky outside allowed for the patients to go to sleep and some
of the nurses to head home. It was time for things to wind
down for the evening. It was quiet, minus the few sounds of
footsteps from the remaining nurses/doctors and beeping
from the hospital gear. It was meant to be a peaceful night..
well not really. A slow dragging and scraping sound started
to grow and then dim as two figures passed by the rooms.
Room by room the two headed up the elevator, as there was
no way they were making it up the stairs. One was very
familiar to all who saw him, having your face on the side
of a mountain can do that, as being the Hokage of Konoha,
Kakashi Hatake. However, the huge weight he was carrying
around was a mystery. Head placed on the Hokage’s
shoulder and made so Kakashi carried most of the weight,
but the other was not too useless. In place of using his legs,
the male used two tendral like extensions from his back side
as a way to help out, but one still dragged loudly against the
tile floor.
“Mm.. I-I’m fine K-Kakash-…i..”
In and out of conscious the overly pale stranger was too
out of it to make a fair case for his health. He didn’t see or
remember where Kakashi was taking him, but trusted him
enough to know where to go. A private room was placed in
front of the two, and Kakashi walked the male into the room.
It was dark with the lights out, but it felt warmer than anything
the snow could do.
“Almost there Isobu, just stay
awake and don’t pass out again…”
Isobu clinched to the Kage robe that Kakashi wore before
he was led past a occupied bed and forced to lay in an
empty one closer to the window. As the bijuu’s breathing
became a little more hyperventilating with faster puffs, he
was warming up even more. When lied upon the bed,
Isobu almost didn’t let go of the Hokage robes almost to
the point of the threads almost ripping.
“Mizukage ones are way better. ”
He tried to chuckle but he ended up only coughing rather
roughly. Puffs of mist, looking like clouds of breath in the
cold but in the heart, flowed from his lips. He tried his best
to get comfortable, but he just lied over the top of the covers,
his three tails falling from the side of the bed and rested
upon the ground. He watched as Kakashi spoke some words
and then left, but the turtle didn’t hear much only staring at the
roof for a bit. The turtle must have passed out in the snow…
”Welcome! I thank you on behalf of all of us jinchūriki and tailed
beasts! I’ve wanted to meet you, Naruto Uzumaki!”
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Anko inhales sharply at his affection, and her back goes from relaxed to rigid at his touch. And it's nothing personal. For once it actually isn't. it's just a thing she has, absolutely abhorring physical contact. She squeaks, embarrassed, panicked.
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It wasn’t hard for Isobu to completely feel and understand
the sort of feeling that Anko was expressing as her body
moved in a strange way from his affection. He didn’t expect
her to do something like that, but he should have guessed
it to be one of the outcomes. He didn’t know if it was
because he was a true killer, the touch of a monster, that
scared her in to this reaction, or because it was just too
fast? Too surprising? His touch didn’t hurt her, did it? His
nails were overly sharp from the signs of being a demon,
but he made sure he hadn’t scratched her. Isobu could
only guess what caused such a reaction from his wife,
and yet he fully understood. Anko’s stiffened back did
intrigue the turtle a small bit, curious on how flexible she
was compared to Orochi, but he wasn’t going to push it.
Pushing it would lead this no where, even backing their
relationship beyond step one, and he’d rather not get in
trouble with Lord Orochimaru.
Staring at Anko with his head still on her shoulder, he
wasn’t sure what to do at first, but slowly moved his
fully body back from her. He moved off the bed and took
a few steps to be in front of her. If it was just the squeak
that she had made, then he probably would have kept
kissing her in a cutesy manner, but it was difficult to hide
fear. He didn’t know her full story, he doubted she would
tell him regardless as he wouldn’t tell her his full story
either, but from what he knew and experienced from
Orochimaru.. it must have been hell growing up as his
student. He looked down at her for a moment, curious
if she would be even look at him after such a noise, but
he only have her a surprised look still. Not out of pity,
but confusion and curiosity. He wanted to know more.
He wanted to know her…
Holding out his hand, he wasn’t going to let her deign
this one last request for the day/night whatever time it
was, they had been cooped up for too long. If she didn’t
come, he was going to have to leave for at least a day
to get some movement going.
“Come on. Let’s go..”
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The hair braiding was a nice, relaxing activity. She'd managed a whole ten minutes without some awful scathing remark. They might be moving out of the enemies category and on to... Acquaintances.
Was this really what the marriage life style was like?
Ignore each other whenever possible, say things to
make the other person feel like shit the whole time, or
just make the other person’s life hell? What did it even
mean to be bound to someone, ‘till death-do-us-part’,
anyway? Did the bond of a stupid piece of paper mean
that they could never leave one another or have any
real meaningful things between one another? (Couldn’t
help that Iso couldn’t read) It sounded too similarly to
that of a bijuu-jinchuuriki relationship for Isobu to really
get into the idea of being married to a snake bitch like
Anko. She was a beautiful temptress with her looks
and he thought her mannerisms were attractive as well,
but that attitude… she could never had made it as a
jinchuuriki.
This week was going to be so long, mixed with nothing
but fighting and Isobu’s strong desire not to just kill this
wench, but for Lord Orochimaru, he was holding on the
best he could. It was already Thursday of the supposed
week long marriage and it seemed only now that Anko
managed to have calm down enough for somethings to
happen. Being an animal, regardless of being made of
pure chakra, he prefer touching over words any days.
Actions spoke louder than words. Perhaps it was
because all their energy went into fighting, Anko
spatting shit at him and him ignoring her the best he
could, that the female gave into one of the turtle’s ideas:
braiding her hair.
Purple hair was a rare one, even out of all his generations
of being alive, and the desire to try to manipulate it was a
strong one. Don’t ask how a bijuu managed to learn how
to braid hair with all his past jinchuurikis having such short
hair, except Rin..but you know.., but this was fun for the
turtle. Both sitting on top of Anko’s bed, Iso slipping his
fingers through her long, soft hair and finally managed to
get her to take off her stupid head band. He was so half
tempted to tie it around her lips, but that would quickly
kill the mood if he tried something sneaky that way.
For ten whole minutes, it was silence for once within the
house hold, only small shuffles of a brush and his hands/
fingers twisting her hair into desirable forms. He finally
managed to get it how he liked it before letting go and
leaning over to kiss one of her bare shoulders before
resting his head on top of it to look at her reaction.
“Four more days…”
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Waking up after casual sex | Accepting
No matter how late she stayed up, she would always awaken at seven. She could blame Naruto, for waking her up every three or so hours to feed when he was an baby. It began her odd sleeping habit, although she would always awaken restless.
This day was different; not because Naruto opted to sleep over at Sasuke’s home and it was a quiet house.
She stirred contently, tangled in sheets. Red strands lifted in some places as she stretched, arching her back. A soft groan emitted then a soft sigh.
An emotion she hadn’t felt in four years resurfaced. As if a pressure was relieved from her shoulders. She wanted to remain where she was; Mikoto would drop off the boy a little after lunch.
Her hand stretched to her side, flinching at the contact of skin. No, not from the cold touch, but at the idea of just another being beside her. The Uzumaki wasn’t all that interested in finding another since Minato’s passing. She had Naruto and that was enough, right?
…Right?
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