#eyecanfixthat

Kiya was sure that she was meant to die on this mission. Away from the village, alone with a seemingly impossible task, an assassination that went wrong in every possible way, and without any backup to speak of; yes, she was meant to die, because in the end, it was a mission too dangerous for someone far more important to take on.

The orphan, immigrant, lone kunoichi was perfect; she was expendable in a way an Uchiha genius, the way Shisui himself, was not. Someone should've told Shisui that. Oh wait, Kiya did, countless times, because she lost track somewhere along the time when both of them were made jounin years back. Not that it mattered much when she said it, because Shisui was Shisui.

They're in a safe house and she's nursing more than one bruised rib, all while glaring at the other shinobi, because she is still not entirely sure of how many rules were broken just to have him swoop in and help her escape what was possibly a lethal trap that could've killed the both of them if the explosion happened any sooner. Or if it had been anyone but Shisui who had came.

Which is why the, "No, I don't," comes out a little bit grumblier than she intended it to. "How'd you find out where I would be?" Because it was an ANBU mission, classified, unless someone higher up had purposely let him in on it. Or someone had let something slip. Or, as her mind worked out, someone wanted it to slip to catch him breaking shit tone of rules for her.

Sasuke stole some time away from the bustle of the cabin, found himself seated on the porch all alone. He’d taken his coffee, a muffin, and a crossword out into the chilly but peaceful morning to appreciate his surroundings... and some quiet. The greenery did not quite warm him up the way he’d hoped. Something nagged at the back of his mind, something that kept his thoughts off of the crossword but could not quite be named. As he munched on his muffin and sipped on his coffee, thoughts started to form around this unnamable feeling.

It started with: “It held me like you hold a lost lover:” But how does one hold a lost lover? Desperately. Yes, for this feeling did hold him with a desperate grip. Then: “It digs in and takes purchase, settles in the deepest reaches of my soul.” Next: “It goes by my name.” No, that wasn’t right. “It calls itself Me,” Better. The next words flowed from his lips easily. “I call It pain, loneliness, a lack of reason for being.” He decided to start writing on his napkin as the thoughts suddenly came together as a whole. He read it back to himself in a murmur meant for only himself:

“It held me like you hold a lost lover: with such desperate purpose. It digs in and takes purchase, settles in the deepest reaches of my soul. It calls itself Me, as if It is my identity as a whole. I call It pain, loneliness, a lack of reason for being. I call It any number of undesirable feelings, for It forces me to unfold. If you listen closely, you can hear It scream, telling stories better left untold.”

“Like usual.” Just mission reports mostly. Minato can barely remember the last time he had a day off to just relax. He’s to be sent out in a week on a new mission, one that may last a while. Of course it was dangerous, but so was every other mission he was sent on. None of them were guaranteed to return. 

Sasuke laid on his side, head resting on his palm, elbow on the wood of the porch, his back turned towards the house. Faint shouting drifted out into the night behind him despite the closed doors and he had his eyes shut, pretending he wasn’t bothered. The light frown on his face betrayed him. It was a way too warm spring night but the light fabric of his kimono did nothing to aid him with the heat and he lazily fanned himself air with a small Uchiha-crested fan.

( NSFW Character Trait Meme )

Kinks your character would not participate in?

Absolutely abhors degradation/humiliation stuff. Even the lighter stuff. Doesn’t have any desire to engage in any really deep kink stuff like master/save, pet play, daddy kink stuff. It’s just a little bit extreme for her. 

Doesn’t have much of a desire to be dominant.

Then your general ‘no’s for anything really out there and random or involving gross body fluids or anything like that. :[

Would your character join a threesome if given a chance?

A grin pulled Tobirama’s lips as he walked down the administrative building, people getting out of his way the way fishing boats would in front of a big mercantile. 

(It seemed like Shisui had inherited Kagami’s sense of humor, on top of his looks. That bode well for their partnership.)

Sasuke finds his attention focusing and unfocusing as he gets lost in thought. Thoughts of the impending conversation he plans to have with his cousin. Is he the right one to talk about this? What if he’s no better than his brother...?