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The physical affirmation of her nuzzling back was good enough for Anko, as the words barely were heard over her own heart and labored breaths. Almost to the point of being overwhelming, Anko nudges her head against Kurenai again. Moving lower until her face was slotted nicely against her neck, nuzzling and gently kissing the skin there. " Regret this? Heh, why... " She hummed, another deep breath taken to try and steady herself. " Why else do you think I'm so okay with you touching me? "

In truth, Anko didn't let many people touch her unprompted. While she may show affection and love through physical touch more than anything, seldom does she allow others to reciprocate. Yet Kurenai had never been met with the blade of her kunai when coming in for a hug, nor was her hand bitten whenever she wished to brush it through Anko's hair. She trusted her.

Shino looks at Kiba and-

"Hehe..." He laughs.

"The point is you live to see another day. You live to potentially see me in the future." If she can find her. But she has faith in her that she would. That she'd break Flemeth's plans once again and find her where ever she may be.

"Well, at least it shows Shikamaru has paid some attention to the things I say."

SEND “⚡️” AND A QUESTION AND MY MUSE WILL BE FORCED TO ANSWER HONESTLY

"You ask questions that you know the answer to because you get off on it, more like it..." She sighs, but is being compelled to answer regardless.

"I know what I am. I know what I've done. The fact that I'm a human doesn't make me any less monsterous. Yet everyone around me says I am worthy of love...if that is true, then all the monsters I meet MUST be given the same chance too"

" Kurenai.... " There was a sudden shift. Having been working at her desk for a bit of time in the paperwork she was mandated to do. An unfortunate task but needed for her time off in fall and winter due to her reptilian nature, she wasnt expecting it to be interrupted.

All Anko had done was take a small break. Let out a yawn and take a deep breath to finish the last of the accommodation form, only for a scent to pique her interest. Flicking her tongue out instinctually she hones in on it. Her eyes widening as recognition fills brown hues. Quickly, faster than shed ever worked before, Anko scribbles down the rest of what she needs done and slams it into the correct box for it to be processed.

Stepping outside she feels the chill cool air bite at her skin but only one thought occupied her mind. Flicking her tongue once more she focuses more on it. Letting it lead her footsteps to where it came from. Only to find herself standing in a familiar apartment outside a very familiar door. Her eyes having shifted to a dark swirling chocolate with a ring of golden caramel around the dark pupils. Glowing in the light of what was left on and contemplating whether to barge in.

Only after a few moments does Anko turn the knob and walk in. Eyes fixated on where her beloved lay.