* UNPROMPTED / @GODMIST !

zabuza calls him ‘princess’ (at least sometimes) .        his skin is thicker now (thankfully) ,    a gooey-sticky thing he has wrapped around himself and perhaps it’s just saiken’s chakra stacking up over time     ———     maybe it’s a sort of apathy he had adapted in order to survive .        even as son of the mizukage ,     he’s never possessed anything valuable (material or not) .       the weight around his neck feels restricting (the cold metal of it searing the word ‘commitment’ into his skin) and yet it doesn’t feel wrong .        it’s simply strange      :      but this whole situation is beyond strange ,     a pair of trained killers on the run with two soon-to-be killer children in tow ,     practically playing house (as if they didn’t have to fight for survival every season of every single year) .

he notices the shade of red on his lover’s cheeks (a smile-worthy sight regardless) ,     glistening in the glaring sunlight hitting their forms on the clearing he had been working on .        for lecturing so much about emotions ,     utakata really didn’t have himself nearly as in check as he had thought .          ❛  forgive me for running off earlier .      i …  ❜          even his words do not come to him as easily as they normally did (why now !)      ———      saiken’s laughter is all that ricochets in the hallows of his skull .        but he looks at the precious stone and thinks that zabuza could have certainly been executed if caught stealing it (and yet that only leaves him to swallow harder around the lump in his throat) .         why is this so hard ?

⁑  unprompted.  /  @godmist​ !

it’snot every day  [ or maybe it is now ]  that utakata has such a mass of a mancollapse in his arms , but his grip is jinchūriki - strong as he curls his armsaround the older man’s torso     :     zabuza was obstreperous when it came toworking  [ as if trying hard to scrub clean a broken slate ]    &   utakata knowsbetter by now than to wave his pointer finger   &   preach.        the swordsman’sinexhaustible strength was merely a legerdemain , as he had come to find   &   he muses that it’s not surprising   /   for they were all human  [ for the most part ]    :     so a careful palm soothes over the clothed back of his lover   &   even if he cannot feelthe pain , the muscles are tense.          ❛  it’s fine , i have you …  ❜         is a gentle murmur against the junctionof zabuza’s neck   &   shoulder before , with a heavy breath  [ just like he hadwanted ]  , zabuza’s body goes lax in his grip   &   and utakata bears it all so very easily.

* unprompted.  /  @onigamis​ !

thereis the obvious line splitting across his delicate features , harsh where itdidn’t fit in as he knit his eyebrows  [ but akon had always been somethingstronger ]   /   sleek fingers curling around the polished bamboo of his pipe.      thiswas annoying.        ❛  isit so hard to keep your deadly exhale to yourself ?  ❜      he had only come here to have somethingfixed  [ would even go as far as to pay generously ]  , but apparently the otherwelcomed a distraction like this.      utakata was about to complain again ,just as his iris got caught on the dance the two elements performed in the air  [ as much as he hated to admit it ]  with a quite surprisedlook.

* unprompted.  / @godmist​ !

hisnose scrunches up in distaste   /   how his past haunts him to this day  [ thoughthe in famil(iarit)y dashes right past him ]  , tilting his chin up stubbornlywith a glare gouging into the other missing shinobi  [ yet the tilt of his lipsspeaks louder than his eyes ]   :       ❛  it’s a surprise you lived until today , seeing howslow you are.  ❜        being vague has become a state of being   &   he blames it on saiken  [ flip - floppy & hard to grasp as if dancingon water ]  as he leans into the flaky façade of their little residence   /   armscrossed as lankily as his intentions.      out of all people , it really had to beanother prodigy of their former village to find him out here in this wilderness [ not that he cared ,since the reaction was rarely positive ]   /   thus according measures had to betaken , he concludes with a smile that hints at more than just a nasty threat.