Lights flash. Music blaring. A heavy stench of perfume, sweat and sex in the air. An odd combination yet typical in this environment. As an adult entertainment center, the Siren's Den was the place to be in you wanted to let yourself go for at least one night. The fact there was no age restriction if you were a registered shinobi allowed anything to go short of murder. Even drugs were circulating around the room passing from hand to hand even Yasuo's although they didn't bother to take a sniff, a whiff of it and they knew it was loaded and not with the good stuff. Honestly the place has gone to the dog's in the swordsmen's absence yet nothing too crazy went on here of course. Everyone knew stepping too far off the line and Ayakashi will put them down without mercy; the memory of the hundreds murdered at Fusa Prison still fresh in everyone's memories, even young children. Though that didn't stop anyone, not even though persevered as innocent from straying off the path. This was not rumor or even speculation but fact.

Honestly he didn't even find most of the dancer's tasteful although his girls were certainly living up to their expectations. Hikari and Nana were both adamant about going out for the night, surprising for Nana actual, the girl was always the more silent of the two but it appears Hikari managed to convince her with little force. Nana after all loved her sister just as much as they loved Yasuo, maybe a bit more (or quiet a bit). Hikari however just wanted to show off her womanly whiles to Yasuo and get them to fall for her but it would take more than a sway of hips and venomous words to get Yasuo pumped. They have to give her points however, for the effort. Hikari actually went through the trouble and got permission to act as one of the dancers, effortlessly worming her way into their inner circle and becoming friends with the whole lot of them. Not that Nana minded. She preferred to drink at the bar alone like a wallflower, a beautfil part of the scenery but not animated to life though it seemed, as Yasuo observed with a careful eye, she was tolerating the presence of a few individuals, a couple jounin from the village, unaware they were flirting with her. One of them was ballsy enough to try to make an advance on her but she avoided it when she made a waiter trip and spill a tray full of drinks on him thus making the man thoroughly embarrassed to leave with his tail between his legs.

Hm, seems like they didn't need to interfere granted it might give them some sort of reprieve from this boredom they felt, a dull ache in their chest yet not quite suffering. Although many eyes found themselves staring at Yasuo more than once with lustful eyes, they were too afraid to approach the beautiful specimen. Being a Kurohebi would do that. Death's Aura, Yasuo's blessing and curse. One of power yet weakness. Few would approach and fewer wouldn't try to cut them down. The aura radiating off Yasuo was nauseating and dreadful. A horrible chill in the air and a silent promise of death. Not that I mind Yasuo though as they flipped their hair behind their head and took a long drag of their cigar, exhaling slowly, smoke parting from their lips as if from a dragon itself.

598~

Yasuo's Outfit:

Ah, the streets of Kirigakure. When it wasn't misty and sketch outside, it was pretty fun to just sit around on a bench and people watch. That was what Daiko had been spending his time doing, simply sitting around and doing nothing. This was pretty much his life at this point. He sits around looking for something to do or trains. He doesn't really know anyone in this village, and he doesn't plan to get to buddy-buddy with anyone. He wants to be here so that he can become stronger, because he knew that if a real challenge was presented to him he would not be strong enough to come through.

Groups of people walked around, mostly just blank faces in a crowd. But something did catch the ninja's eye. It looked like some shady people were heading somewhere. He thought that the best idea in a situation like this would be to follow. Ah, it looked like he found the local sketch bar. Seemed pretty legit to Daiko, so he just waltzed right in. He noticed a cigarette machine in a corner, and decided to buy a pack. Lighting up one, his sits on a seat somewhere and looks around. Then something catches his eye.

It looked to be... A girl. Or something. Either way, she was reallllyy hot. A bunch of other people were talking to her, and they were obviously stronger than him. Scratching his chin, he tries to think of a way to get the girls attentions while seeming cooler than the other guys. He wasn't exactly the most charming and attractive guy, but hey... He could give something a shot.

Pulling in on his cigarette, he also focuses chakra in his lungs. He then breaths out an invisible mist along with the smoke, which quickly expanded around him. Standing up from his seat, he prepares the technique. Very quickly, near all of the guys flirting with the girl, he makes the liquid condense momentarily, then exploding into a bunch of bubbles. While this confusing thing was going on, he decided to use the good ol' transformation technique, turning from his ghetto looking self into someone who looked a lot cooler.

The Transformation:

Smoothly walking up to the girl, he would smile at her, his sharp smile remaining in the fake guy he had turned into.

"What brings someone as fine as you to this place?" he asked.

[400]
[-5 Chakra, Seafoam Technique]
[-5 Chakra next post, Tranformation Technique]
[140/150 Chakra]

Techs:

Naturally their voice remained indiscriminately neutral, not quite like a man nor a woman but something in between but silky like the finest wine all the same."Who knows. Perhaps it could be you?" Yasuo purred as they leaned into the red head's face, taking a long drag of their cigar and slowly exhaling the tendril of smoke from their cherry red lips as they leaned back down to their seat, hiking of their right leg making the length of their kimono appear shorter than it was as more of their supple flesh was exposed. Their crimson eyes glowed, standing out among the various flashing strobe lights in the establishment and gave the man a sultry look, looking mysterious as they did so as they were bemused by his presence.

However not everyone was happy by the situation, this person being Hikari. She had too careless in having her fun that she did not keep a sharper eye on Yasuo who now had some jerk off flirting to them. Hikari growled under her breath and cursed, slapping away the hand they got to close for comfort to her buttocks and stormed across the stage, aiming to take what she deemed rightfully hers but she had been stopped by one of the girls who said that someone was asking for them. Hikari could careless honestly and was getting close to breaking the girl's neck but she begged and pleaded saying just to have a few drinks with him as he was an important customer to the business and they couldn't afford to lose them. Hikari's sister of course heard it all and gave her a look to not cause trouble. Hikari knew that look at too well. Fine they weren't going to make a scene and cause trouble for Yasuo. Yasuo although considering weaker than the two of them was far crueler and manipulative, making putting out of them easily but hey she loved Yasuo regardless, even if they had the blackest soul of them all. So with a smile Hikari nodded her head and followed the girl to the back vip room to play cool.

Kuro Nana sighed a breath of relief and went ahead to continue ignoring the fools at her side. Honestly even though she was suppressing her death's aura, people still flocked to her when she was leaking bits of it a little at a time. She could only hope Yasuo was having a better time than her to make this whole trip worth it. And she was indeed right. Yasuo was actually in a good mood. This Cuban cigar they were smoking tasting very good and actually settled their nerves a bit. And the individual in front of them was easy of the eyes even though something about them seem off. Like they weren't real. But no matter, they were hear to have off and blow steam. After all they were laying low after someone actually found some of the remains of the mutilated body of the girl they had played around with on their boat ride here although they had blamed it on someone else it was a good idea to be wary of the folk here. Like the certain little beast that guarded the village like a phantom in the night. The thought made they shiver in delight of what that monster could do to them.

1167~

So, the sexy girl fell for his sheer cunning. Daiko was pretty impressed with himself at this point, seeing how the beautiful woman seemed allured by his fake good looks. He understood how women with makeup felt. He sort of knew that the facade would be seen through pretty soon, but he didn't care. Perhaps he would enjoy a few drinks with this girl before heading out. The bubbles must have really impressed her.

The girl looked at him somewhat lustfully, and he met her gaze. He sits down in the chair adjacent to hers, focusing his attention on her. "Oh, I brought you here?" He smiles slightly, leaning a bit closer. "I could spot you from across the room, there's something different about you."

There was something interesting about her. Daiko prided himself in being able to pick up little details in things, and he wanted to commit this girl to memory. Who knows, he might be telling a hot story to his friends one day. Her eyes were a very dark crimson, and very beautiful. He seemed to get lost in them if he were to stare too long. Her skin was smooth and perfect, a pale color with beautiful markings on different spots of her body.

"You're so beautiful, how do you stop everyone in the entire building from swarming you?" Daiko then picked up on a slight aura she was giving off. It was a bit warding and forbidding, but he had a pretty strong will, and this girl was hot. That was enough reason to stay and talk. The ninja really just wondered why people that looked more scarred and gruesome than him hadn't even talked to her. Maybe she's hard to get? Either way, he would continue to talk to her as the day went on.

[702]
[-5 Chakra, Transformation Technique]
[140/150 Chakra]

Yasuo going help but chuckle, giving a hearty laugh that left them needing to take out a silk fan to hide their face and fan it all the same. Oh now it all make sense. From how the man acted it was clear the face and the person behind it didn't match up. A pity, Yasuo was weak to pretty faces though they weren't sure the person beneath it was any decent material. Still they had to give them some props for withstanding their aura. Whenever they got into the mood their deadly aura intensified with their heightened emotions. Emotions which were making Yasuo's thoughts much sinister. By the way this person carried themselves they were no beast nor ghastly monster simply a fool trying to act though. Oh it would divine to crack that exterior and deveal deep into their mind to expolite it and expose every face every mishap and leave them trembling, naked and exposed to the world. Maybe Hikari would be able to find them a room in the back that they could use all to themselves. Mmm they could see it now. Their skin pressed against each, feeling his length and making him whimper in pleasure beneath Yasuo, inching them closer to their climax but denying then and when they could no longer take it and demanded sweet release they would destroy that happiness. Take their pleasure and make in their own when the girls helped Yasuo strap the lad down as their hands wrapped around his neck like a python, turning the skin into different shades of purple red blue and brown till it was a pale white as they began fading in and out of consciousness but offer them no sweet reprieve by forcing them away by dragging the sharp edge of a kunai against their length, cutting into the skin and letting the blood flow out in a beautiful crimson wave that they would use to paint their pale skin. Of course to keep him quite a good deep dance between one of the girls' tongues with his and slipping a bit of chakra to play his voice leave him will do the trick. And when they had their fun and he was hanging onto life by a small thin thread Yasuo would deceive to have the main dish by having one of the girl's cut out his heart and lick the blood off it before they packaged it and had someone pick up his mutilated body to be sold for parts elsewhere.

So Yasuo grinned and leaned into close to the red hair man about to whisper to them to follow them to the back room when someone got between them. Quite literally. A drunkard too high off molly forced himself between them and was too close for comfort to Yasuo. Saying how sexy they were and when were they going to take off their clothes. Yasuo of course was not amused but rather vex someone interrupted them. Thankfully Kuro Nana was watching and in a blur got between them, facing the drunkard and grabbing him by his throat. She asked if Yasuo was okay to which they said to get rid off them so in a puff of smoke Kuro Nana and the drunkard were gone. But it seemed trouble wasn't when security filled decided to join in and question Yasuo and the red hair guy about where that girl took him, grilling them for information.

1748~

Daiko stares dreamily into the girls eyes, getting a stronger and stronger feeling of dread from this woman. This forbidden aura made him more attracted. He figured that he would have to find a slick way to come in as himself rather than as some hot guy. Perhaps she wouldn't like him then. Not really caring, he waits to see what will happen next. The girl is as hot as ever, and looks like she's thinking about something dirty. Daiko is surprised how realistic this transformation is under these circumstances. The feeling of dread grows more, but it doesn't really effect Daiko. He notices it's there, he just can't really put his finger on it, and he assumes it's from all the mixture of smoke cycling around the building. There were cigars, cigarettes, everything. Daiko looked over at the girl next to him, and seemed like he was going to say something important. He got cut off.

Suddenly, some wild drunk ran into the girl, saying some things slurred under his breath. He smelled of liquor and sleaze, and Daiko decided it would be best to get this guy off of her. Just as Daiko was about to deal with the annoyance, some girl appeared and grabbed the man by the neck, and disappeared in a puff of smoke. He figured that this girl DID mean something after all, considering some random person just disappeared with the drunk. After this, some guards came up and began pestering Daiko and the girl about the person that disappeared. He didn't really care about the guy, and looked at the guards. They were a bit taller than him, and a lot older for sure. They also had a look of power to them, something that he did not have yet. He slumps in his chair, waiting for these annoyances to pass. Maybe another hot girl would appear in a puff of smoke to take them out of here or something If that didn't happen, he would have to figure something else out.

If he was strong, he would probably end up throwing a couple of punches at the guards, he realizes that he would not be strong enough to actually beat them up. If he were to even try, he would probably have to immediately run out of the building and run away. That didn't sound like a good plan at all. Daiko figured that the girl could probably talk to these guards in a way that would get them to go away. Hopefully, they actually would. Looks like he can't just kill everyone around him. He gets a bit sad, knowing that he needs to do what these people say, and can't just go crazy doing whatever he wants.

Instead, he had to handle this like an individual that was at least SLIGHTLY civilized. He really had no idea where the guy had went and he didn't really care. The person that had been taken away was just another drunk that hung out around the bar, and it was pretty much useless to go looking for him. Looking back over at the girl next to him, he closes his eyes slightly, rubbing them. "These guards are a headache, what even happened to that drunk guy?" He asks her, just sitting in his seat. He decides to order a drink for himself, as he was getting pretty thirsty. He doesn't really know what to talk about at this point, so he would just listen for anything that she would have to say. When Daiko gets his drink, he would drink it all than probably order another one right after that. 

[1319 Words]
[-5 Chakra Next Post, Transformation Technique]
[140/150 Chakra]

"Boys, shouldn't you be more concerned some drunkard was harassing me before he vanished? I understand this is an adult entertainment establishment but you do have some semblance of standards don't you? Perhaps I need a word with management?" Yasuo sighed rolling their eyes to the side as their left hand slipped into their kimono and took out a small black and gold card, the card given to vips. Yasuo themselves weren't vips but a friend of theirs lent them the card so they could go out and have funny after raving about their quality services and how well they took care of their vips. It seems the flash of gold script sent the guards straight and did a complete 180 in terms of attitude. They apologized profusely and offered any drinks they ordered for the rest of the night were free. They also asked if Yasuo wanted to move to a backroom to get away from and they quote 'this jerk' as they were referring to the red haired man to which Yasuo said no they were with them. The men looked towards each other to ask if Yasuo was sure and not being threatened (though with that freaky aura they wouldn't be surprised it was the other way around) but were interrupted when their pagers beeped signaling that someone was harassing one of the dancers so with quick haste they left for the backrooms to deal with the trouble maker.

After those guards left the red hair man ordered some double shots of tequila making Yasuo chuckle as he tried to drink his problems away. Yasuo hummed to themselves in agreement "Yes those gaurds were troublesome. I expected more out of this place because I came here on the recommendation of a friend but it seems it wasn't as good as they described." Yasuo took another long drag of their cigar once the shots arrived to which they took two of them and downed them in one shot both before taking a lime and biting its juicy center. Turning towards the red head they looked at them in an aloof manner "Do you really want to know?" making them give a hollow laugh that would make any person on edge. Of course right after Yasuo was about to ask the man if they wanted to go to the backroom before someone dressed in a manner that they would blend easily with the crowd approached them and tapped Yasuo on the shoulder, whispering something in their ear and handing them a card. Once the information was passed, Yasuo tossed the cigar on an ash tray and got up. "Seems my duties await. Till next time. Oh and please drop the act ne?" Yasuo teased before they smirked and headed out the door with Hikari appearing out of no where, frazzled but in one piece, out the door and then the two of them disappeared off into the night.

2242~
Trained:
Fujin's Will: Howl (1000/1000)
Dark Arts: Hiss (1000/1000)
242~ wc discared

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Daiko was pretty much just sitting there, and it seemed like the girl next to him had everything under control. She was talking to the guards, saying something about how she would speak to management if she had to. After saying this, she pulled out a black and gold card that signified something special. Daiko didn't really know what it meant at all, and didn't really care. All he really cared about was the fact that the guards left them alone. Free drinks, hmm? It looked like Daiko would have to take advantage of this. After downing a few shots of tequila that he ordered, he sits in his chair slightly more relaxed.

"Yeah, I suppose. I've never been here myself, but I could probably think of a couple improvements." The man continued to listen to the girl, and she asked him if he wanted to know where the guy went. The laugh that followed made him really not want to know where the guy went. For all Daiko knew, he could be the next one to disappear in a puff of smoke, and that would not be very good. He assumed that the man was just taken to the top of the building and thrown off or something. He didn't really care to know further than that.

The girl looked at him with that same expression she was giving him earlier, as if she wanted him to go somewhere with her. He was about to actually start bringing it up, until someone else came and started whispering to the woman. Oh well, it looks like his chance was ruined again by some random person that decided they were more important than he was. After being talked to by this said person, the girl decided that it was time to take her leave. She put out the cigar that she had been smoking the whole time, and got up. She then told Daiko to drop the act, and his face got slightly red. He wasn't sure that she knew that he wasn't really who he seemed, but he was still embarrassed none the less. Perhaps he would run into this girl again somewhere. He made sure to remember what her face looked like, and all the little fine marking all over her body. He tried not to stare at her, though, because he assumed that someone would come and kill him or something. Daiko decided to grab the cigar that was in the ash tray. Maybe it was a good one, or something like that. He also considered what he could know about this girl if he had seen this cigar somewhere else. Maybe it's a super expensive one or something.

The woman then walked out the doors with another person, and they just disappeared. Daiko was sitting alone at the table where he was, and he decided to take off the transformation technique. He was just in a sweatshirt and some jeans, nothing really special. He tries to order a drink, but the bartender gets on him for not being 21. Sighing, the boy walks out of the bar and looks around. The girl was literally nowhere to be seen. Maybe she ran away or something. Either way, he didn't really care, and started on the walk to his house. He had to pass by the markets, and so he looked around inside. He was having a hard time finding a place that sold cigars and such, but he eventually found one. Walking inside, he looks at what he expected to be a wide variety of tobacco and tobacco accessories. He notices many interesting looking pipes, as well as pieces of paper, but cigars were very rare in here. He saw a few different types, but none of them really looked like the one that the female he had met in the bar had been smoking. Sighing, he decides to buy a carton of cigarettes and leave. Giving the person behind the counter the money, he then walks outside with them. Chuckling slightly, he takes the entire carton and slams it on the ground where the tops of the packs would be hitting the ground. He does so about 10 times, then opens it up and grabs a pack. Pulling one out of the opened pack, he notices that the tobacco didn't actually start until about 1/2 inch into the cigarette. Good thing he packed them well.

Lighting up a cigarette, he heads home. What an interesting night.

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[2069/1625 Words Required... All Stats D -> D-1]

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