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She scoffs. " I think I'll keep that to myself so you don't get any ideas. " She rolled her eyes fondly at Jiraiya and takes a moment think about what they're celebrating before finally clinking the glasses. " To another day above earth? Seems worth enough to celebrate doesn't it? " She smirks.
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A simple delivery, she said.
Just a message, she said!
It's of great importance and I can't afford to let her down, she said!!
This bag was breaking his back. This sun was burning him alive. Heat radiating off of every surrounding dark gray surface of rock, rock, and more god damn rock!
The bag gets thrown into the dust, a body collapses on top of it right after.
Kotetsu feels around for his canteen and drains it dry of its very last drop before resting his forehead against the hot slate with a soft whine of defeat.
"When she told me to take a hike I didn't know she had Iwagakure in mind..." he mumbles pathetically to himself as he contemplates letting himself dry out and become a big red stain on the stone.
a new paralysis demon for @thetoaddaddy ! Lucidity was a series of snapshots for Haruka now, since the day he had failed his mission. The present was rooted in the past. There was no future. Memories that were not his bid his body to wander one way, for one duration of time, then, when another took hold, another way for another duration. The distinctness of 'Haruka' felt less and less authentic as he blended and blurred into the suffocating mass of 'other' that occupied him. That was, until, Haruka crossed paths with him. It was by a chance passing in the busy streets of some nameless village that the former ANBU felt the clawed grip of piercing clarity seize his mind. A Sannin, silver-haired and broad shouldered, there was no doubt. For all the time Haruka had been a serving shadow, sending and receiving intel, securing camps, acquiring supplies... anything that could be considered enabling Konoha's greatest assets, he would cease to exist without that context. He had spent the majority of his life in that service. Ever since, he resumed his former role. Now, just as then, he occupied the unseen spaces around Jiraiya as he traveled from village to village, amassing what Haruka could only conclude was a comprehensive report of some manner. While it bothered the former ANBU that he could not entirely grasp what it was and more especially why it eluded him, Haruka's frustrations were temporarily vented in the execution of his role. The roads Jiraiya opted to travel were always secured, rogue bandits were handled and obstacles were removed. They were a waste of a Sannin's skill, time, and effort. But the prickle of uncertainty built over time. They had been on the road for... days... weeks? It blended together now. Why had they not returned to Konoha? What nature of a report necessitated prolonged absence without communication? Where were the rest of the Sannin? It was unusual for Konoha units to work independently. And if there was such an occasion why did he not know of it?
It was in this way that in the dead of night, Haruka came to stand over one such Sannin's bed, a furious expression on his too-pale features. Physically, every living part of him had drained of color, his skin, his hair, his eyes. The outdated uniform he still wore was torn and stained, the sort of thing one would really only expect to come crawling up out of a grave. "Sannin-sama." He addressed cordially, but strained. "Your report... is it complete yet?"
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Itachi hums lightly. "I've always run cold," he remarks, not commenting on any fire-natured chakra he may possess. It's not related, and he's confident a sannin knows that.
Besides, Itachi is a little too... dizzy to speak. He's not used to being touched. While he wasn't initially attracted to Jiraiya, it's a different kind of attraction to someone that's kind to you, someone who's keeping you warm out of that kindness -- something more wholesome.
And he can't help but shiver as the hands on him shift, a soft exhale of breath leaving him.
He catches (because how could he not?) Jiraiya looking down, and this causes Itachi to blush slightly. Wanting to hide it, he does the first thing he thinks of -- he tucks his head down. Incidentally, this results in him tucking his forehead against Jiraiya's neck. That's nice, so he presses his face there.
Ah, warm.
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Brown eyes stare at him for a long moment. One of her fingers softly tap her chin as she gives him a once over. She's trying to decipher if she knows him or not. He looked familiar and yet she doesn't think she knows him at all. "Hmmm ..." She pauses, before giving him an answer. "Nope! I don't think I know you. Sorry."
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Sothis stared at him almost blankly as he gave his answer. In a way she could understand but personally it didn’t make sense. Not really.
“So it’s about bonds?” She asked finally after a moments silence. A hand reached out to take one of Jiraiya’s and held in within both of hers. A deep connection.. is that all it is?
“Can.. we try that?”
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“Then knock em’ back because I’m not letting you avoid this. I don’t want things to be awkward between us, Kakashi.” Jiraiya said with a shake of his head. More in a soft defeat than dismissive. Talking was neither of their strong suits… Well serious talking anyhow. He didn’t enjoy it. But he’s rather have a talk that felt like fingers where in his heart then deal with unspoken tension. Especially with someone he considered.. a friend.
"Avoid what." The question is completely flat, which is better than defensive. "Any supposed awkwardness is, I assure you, not noticed on my end."
Jiraiya would be shocked by the kinds of unfavorable interpersonal conditions Kakashi can flat-out ignore. It's suited him well enough so far, which is why he has a grand total of three to four friends and the nickname "friend-killer".
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This had to be the worst time for this to happen. While Hana did want to have a child at some point, this wasn't the right time nor a stable situation. They were trying so hard to keep their relationship as low key as possible... but now there was a future baby thrown into the mix. If the wrong people found out they'd be screwed.
She sat down beside Jiraiya, completely silent. Was there really anything she could say to make the situation better? Probably not. In fact it would probably make it worse.
She started biting her nails again as she wracked her brain trying to come up with an escape plan. While she did have an idea, Hana didn't know if it would even be possible for her to go there.
Still though, it was worth a shot...
🌸- "What about...Mount Myoboku? Would the toads be okay with you bringing me there?"
