1 Meeting the Family[Closed/Akio/Only] Sun Jun 16, 2013 8:37 pm
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Within the village of Iwagakure the gates guards were dealing with an unusual site. For standing in front of them were twenty-six women all varying in ages from fifteen up to the eldest who looked like she were in her early sixties(actually being pushing 80). Each one were dressed in kiminoes of various styles, patterns, and colors with the only common domination amongst them being a tea leaf simple engraved over their left breast. Some of their hair were put up in buns with two long needles holding it in places, while some of others left theirs flow freely passed their shoulders or even braided. However, it was the silver haired woman with a simple, elegant, dark blue komino, standing beside the eldest of the women that caught their attention – or rather a retired Jounin's attention who had just walked by.
“The Mistress. . .” The words escaped his mouth as nothing more than a whisper, though it could easily be mistaken for a whine. Hearing her former alias being called the silver haired woman turned to face the Jounin, who she remembered working on in some occasion, her yellow serpent like orbs staring at the man – as if she could see his soul and was weighing it for judgment.
“You know her, Hibiki?” One of the gate guards asked, having become confused when the former Jounin had addressed the woman in front of them with a mixture of fear and respect.
“Yes. Only a handful of the people on the shinobi forces still remember who 'The Mistress' was. Real name Guanyin Mayuko. She graduated the academy at the age of eight, became chuunin at ten, Special Jounin at fifteen. Where she stayed at the rank for the next ten years before retiring, and leaving the village for parts unknown. “ The now identified Hibiki stated, still being unnerved that 'The Mistress' was staring at him. He literally felt like a prey getting ready to get eaten by a top predator.
“Doesn't sound like much. She was just a Special Jounin. A lot of people are that rank. Doesn't mean you should fear them Hibiki.” The chuunin stated, not seeing the big deal behind it all.
“No you idiot you don't get it! The Mistress could have became special jounin a year after she attain the chuunin rank. But she didn't! Instead she got into the medical field becoming apprenticed to the former head of the Iwa's Hospital. It took her only five fucking years to learn what other medics took decades to. She truly was a prodigy! Not like the fucking idiots of this generation. If there were a picture of what a prodigy is, she would be it! Hell she could have been Jounin but didn't because she enjoyed the field she worked in way to much.” Hibiki half yelled at the ignorant chuunin in front of him.
“What was her specialty? Medic?”
“No, it was assassina – “ Hibiki's words were cut off by the sickly sweet angelic words of Mayuko.
“Come now Hibiki. What I did wasn't assassination. . “ She stated, noticing how one of the chuunin breathed out of a sigh of . . . relief, maybe?
“I prefer to call it social surgery. Those who I dealt with being the cancer while I'm the surgeon who delicately removes them and their families from the face of this earth. “ The chuunin who had sighed in relief, instantly paled at the woman's words. Who in their right mind would call assassinations a social surgery?
“Now, as much as I love to here you all talk about my exploits that surely will never be in the history books for various of reasons. I would like for me and my family to be able to come in and see my son.” At the mention of a son Hibiki and the two chuunin paled – though more so Hibiki did than the others. She had a son? Who was it? Wait the only Guanyin that were in Iwagakure at the moment was . . .
“Oh shit. . .”
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On the other side of the village completely unaware of the mayhem that his mother was causing, the other Guanyin were busy clearing up his relatively new two story house with five bedrooms and three ½ baths – having achieved the rank of chuunin Nanashi, was able to afford himself the nice adobe. How did he get the money you ask? Well through various missions and going to the casino when the time permits. Thankful Nanashi knew how to count cards like no other, thus winning the money from the house wasn't a problem. Of course the man didn't visit the same place twice, jumping from various places – to avoid suspicion.
Said house were furnished with the basics one would find within any house hold with the only distinctions being the various war-fans that hung on the wall, along with a little extras here and there. A chuckle escaped the man lips when he remembered the look on Akio's face when she founded out that he had bought himself a house. The young woman asked him a million questions in how he got the money to afford something like this. Of course Nanashi told her the truth, though she didn't like that he cheated the casino out of the money – until he pointed out that it was in a shinobi DNA to cheat. She cool down afterward though not much. Thus Nanashi spent the next few days taking her out to various restaurants, and movies, before coming home and simply cuddling with her on the couch. She finally forgave him, though she did forbid him from cheating the civilian casinos, he agreed to it.
Cuddling that was something else that changed between the two, after the week of not teasing each other, which resulted in a draw – though Akio till proclaims that she won the bet. Nanashi didn't ask to see more of the one that he had fallen in love with, only seeing more when she started it and only going as far as she wanted. Those incidents were few and far in between with the most of the time being spent simply cuddling, enjoying each other presence – falling asleep wherever they might be cuddling at. Though Nanashi didn't comment on it but Akio still being a virgin played a role in him toning down his pervertness – he knew that he can be pretty persuade at times and could easily pressure others into doing what he wants and it was that reason why he toned stuff tone. A hormonal teenager he might be for he can control those urges if it meant making Akio happy.
Speaking of Akio, the love of his life she were still asleep in their bedroom, the couple having stayed up late last night after coming back from the movies and a lovely dinner. Akio had came over that morning, stating that she would be staying here for the duration of Nanashi's family visiting – despite the man warning her of what she's walking herself into while staying here with him. Apparently she didn't care for Nanashi were HER man and if she wanted to sleep in the same bed as HER man than she can do as she fucking pleased – damn whoever said otherwise. Ah that were something else that Nanashi founded out about his love – the little lady had a temper. She truly was a small spitfire having burned Nanashi on a few occasions,
“Baby it's time to get up. I just got word that my family have arrived and are staying in a hotel. They will be over in a few hours.” Nanashi said, gently shaking Akio awake. The woman in question grumbling and trying to shoo him away. Ugh, she were being difficult. An evil glint appeared in Nanashi's citrine eyes as his nimble fingers began to tickle her side, causing her to squirm and ultimately wake up – punching Nanashi in the shoulder for ruining her beauty sleep.
“Come on, get dress. The breakfast will be done, shortly.” Nanashi said waving off the punch, and leaving the room not before kissing her on the lips, though. Something that he did every morning and night that she stayed with him. Despite her preferring him to wait till she brushed her teeth, for morning breath wasn't pleasant in the quietness.
By the time Akio had taken a shower and everything, the breakfast would be almost done with the majority of it on the table, orange juiced filling up each glass, while Nanashi himself humming a small child tune while bringing the rest of the food to the table. A normal scene that Akio somewhat got use to. But seriously.
Who would have thought Nanashi enjoyed cooking?
“The Mistress. . .” The words escaped his mouth as nothing more than a whisper, though it could easily be mistaken for a whine. Hearing her former alias being called the silver haired woman turned to face the Jounin, who she remembered working on in some occasion, her yellow serpent like orbs staring at the man – as if she could see his soul and was weighing it for judgment.
“You know her, Hibiki?” One of the gate guards asked, having become confused when the former Jounin had addressed the woman in front of them with a mixture of fear and respect.
“Yes. Only a handful of the people on the shinobi forces still remember who 'The Mistress' was. Real name Guanyin Mayuko. She graduated the academy at the age of eight, became chuunin at ten, Special Jounin at fifteen. Where she stayed at the rank for the next ten years before retiring, and leaving the village for parts unknown. “ The now identified Hibiki stated, still being unnerved that 'The Mistress' was staring at him. He literally felt like a prey getting ready to get eaten by a top predator.
“Doesn't sound like much. She was just a Special Jounin. A lot of people are that rank. Doesn't mean you should fear them Hibiki.” The chuunin stated, not seeing the big deal behind it all.
“No you idiot you don't get it! The Mistress could have became special jounin a year after she attain the chuunin rank. But she didn't! Instead she got into the medical field becoming apprenticed to the former head of the Iwa's Hospital. It took her only five fucking years to learn what other medics took decades to. She truly was a prodigy! Not like the fucking idiots of this generation. If there were a picture of what a prodigy is, she would be it! Hell she could have been Jounin but didn't because she enjoyed the field she worked in way to much.” Hibiki half yelled at the ignorant chuunin in front of him.
“What was her specialty? Medic?”
“No, it was assassina – “ Hibiki's words were cut off by the sickly sweet angelic words of Mayuko.
“Come now Hibiki. What I did wasn't assassination. . “ She stated, noticing how one of the chuunin breathed out of a sigh of . . . relief, maybe?
“I prefer to call it social surgery. Those who I dealt with being the cancer while I'm the surgeon who delicately removes them and their families from the face of this earth. “ The chuunin who had sighed in relief, instantly paled at the woman's words. Who in their right mind would call assassinations a social surgery?
“Now, as much as I love to here you all talk about my exploits that surely will never be in the history books for various of reasons. I would like for me and my family to be able to come in and see my son.” At the mention of a son Hibiki and the two chuunin paled – though more so Hibiki did than the others. She had a son? Who was it? Wait the only Guanyin that were in Iwagakure at the moment was . . .
“Oh shit. . .”
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On the other side of the village completely unaware of the mayhem that his mother was causing, the other Guanyin were busy clearing up his relatively new two story house with five bedrooms and three ½ baths – having achieved the rank of chuunin Nanashi, was able to afford himself the nice adobe. How did he get the money you ask? Well through various missions and going to the casino when the time permits. Thankful Nanashi knew how to count cards like no other, thus winning the money from the house wasn't a problem. Of course the man didn't visit the same place twice, jumping from various places – to avoid suspicion.
Said house were furnished with the basics one would find within any house hold with the only distinctions being the various war-fans that hung on the wall, along with a little extras here and there. A chuckle escaped the man lips when he remembered the look on Akio's face when she founded out that he had bought himself a house. The young woman asked him a million questions in how he got the money to afford something like this. Of course Nanashi told her the truth, though she didn't like that he cheated the casino out of the money – until he pointed out that it was in a shinobi DNA to cheat. She cool down afterward though not much. Thus Nanashi spent the next few days taking her out to various restaurants, and movies, before coming home and simply cuddling with her on the couch. She finally forgave him, though she did forbid him from cheating the civilian casinos, he agreed to it.
Cuddling that was something else that changed between the two, after the week of not teasing each other, which resulted in a draw – though Akio till proclaims that she won the bet. Nanashi didn't ask to see more of the one that he had fallen in love with, only seeing more when she started it and only going as far as she wanted. Those incidents were few and far in between with the most of the time being spent simply cuddling, enjoying each other presence – falling asleep wherever they might be cuddling at. Though Nanashi didn't comment on it but Akio still being a virgin played a role in him toning down his pervertness – he knew that he can be pretty persuade at times and could easily pressure others into doing what he wants and it was that reason why he toned stuff tone. A hormonal teenager he might be for he can control those urges if it meant making Akio happy.
Speaking of Akio, the love of his life she were still asleep in their bedroom, the couple having stayed up late last night after coming back from the movies and a lovely dinner. Akio had came over that morning, stating that she would be staying here for the duration of Nanashi's family visiting – despite the man warning her of what she's walking herself into while staying here with him. Apparently she didn't care for Nanashi were HER man and if she wanted to sleep in the same bed as HER man than she can do as she fucking pleased – damn whoever said otherwise. Ah that were something else that Nanashi founded out about his love – the little lady had a temper. She truly was a small spitfire having burned Nanashi on a few occasions,
“Baby it's time to get up. I just got word that my family have arrived and are staying in a hotel. They will be over in a few hours.” Nanashi said, gently shaking Akio awake. The woman in question grumbling and trying to shoo him away. Ugh, she were being difficult. An evil glint appeared in Nanashi's citrine eyes as his nimble fingers began to tickle her side, causing her to squirm and ultimately wake up – punching Nanashi in the shoulder for ruining her beauty sleep.
“Come on, get dress. The breakfast will be done, shortly.” Nanashi said waving off the punch, and leaving the room not before kissing her on the lips, though. Something that he did every morning and night that she stayed with him. Despite her preferring him to wait till she brushed her teeth, for morning breath wasn't pleasant in the quietness.
By the time Akio had taken a shower and everything, the breakfast would be almost done with the majority of it on the table, orange juiced filling up each glass, while Nanashi himself humming a small child tune while bringing the rest of the food to the table. A normal scene that Akio somewhat got use to. But seriously.
Who would have thought Nanashi enjoyed cooking?
Last edited by Nanashi on Mon Jun 17, 2013 11:15 am; edited 1 time in total (Reason for editing : >_> ages didn't match up correctly. . .)