It was another rough night of Sanosuke attempting to sleep in the rough beds of the shinobi alliance's barracks. He was welcomed to sleep in the rough brambles they called mattress foam and the tiny sheets that were barely even a single layer of substance. It didn't warm up the Kumo jounin in anyway shape or form. Every night Sanosuke was left shivering to himself trying to get warm. As he shivered himself, Sanosuke let loose a stream of obsence languages in an attempt to get his mind off the cold. It would take him about an hour of shivering and swearing for Sanosuke to finally be too tired to fight off the spell that old sandmand has appied to him. He was sleeping, more or less soundly, when he was shooken away by a shinobi. Being in war taught Sanosuke several things; one was that the bar becomes a shinobi's best friend to comfort the horrible things seen in way, another was that the living quarters of allies was terrible, and finally shaking a shinobi that had just been fighting was a bad mistake. In a swift movement he got out the kunai that he had under his bed and aimed it right at the shinobi's neck. His vision was still disorientated from fatigue when he was awakened. So all he saw was a shadow shaking his body making his body move. With the kunai at the shinobi's neck, Sanosuke let his eyes finally adjust to the light. It was still nighttime, and there would't be any tiny rays of sunlight coming out from the trees lighting up the village hidden in the mist in a cloak of small tendrils of light. for hours The person Sanosuke had at knife point was a 15 year old boy who had the Konoha forehead protector on his head. The boy looked as though he had recently been promoted to chuunin and with the kunai to his neck, he looked close to soiling himself.

With a sigh, Sanosuke withdrew his kunai from the boy's neck and packed it away in his side pocket. He was sleeping in his black training pants and his usually skin tight long sleeved shirt that he would wear under his crimson over shirt. The shirt's sleeves were pulled up to the jounin's forearms and it's collar was so high that it was about to cover his face. His crimson shirt that he normally wore was hanging on the foot of his bed along with his sword. Crossing his arm looking annoyed that his sleep was interrupted, Sanosuke stared daggers at the chuunin furiously. "This better be good brat..." Sanosuke mumbled as he let out a loud yawn from his mouth. He began stretching his body. It was probably for yet another mission for him to do. He had already stopped a zombie invasion and saved the citizens of Kiri during the Seven Swordsmen ceremony. But it was so early for him to get up. If he had to get up and go on patrol duty one more time at this hour of the day, he would send the mission council of the Kiri alliance a message in the form of a chuunin messenger badly beaten by the sheathe of a sword and a half that belong to a certain pissed off Kumogakure shinobi.

"Umm..I was told that I need to give you this scroll for another mission from the alliance of the Kirigakure defense against Seven Bells!" the chuunin said loudly as though he was reading out a pledge that he was supposed to remember and recite perfectly for a superior that give the boy orders to do exactly that. Sanosuke rolled his eyes at that and moved to get himself back to bed so that he can sleep. Before Sanosuke could slip in a single foot into the bed, the boy continued. "I was also told that upon completion of this mission, you will be transferred into living quarters of a pre-furnished apartment close to the barracks during the duration of the war as a reward." That made Sanosuke stop in his tracks so that he can look at the boy with interest. His body stopped just before it collapsed on the bed to return to sleeping. Sanosuke whipped around to the chuunin and sped over to him. Sanosuke's eyes were shining. If this was a cartoon then Sanosuke could imagine that his eyes would be shining brightly and fake tears streaming down his face. He was so joyous that he would finally be able to sleep in a real bed from just completing this one mission.

"Okay let's have it." Sanosuke asked beckoning the scroll that he was sure the boy had on his person. It was standard customs for all messengers. The chuunin got the scroll out of his back pocket and handed it over to Sanosuke in a bowing fashion. Nodding, the boy disappeared thanks to the ability of the body flicker technique. With the boy gone, Sanosuke broke the seal from the scroll's body and began reading it's contents: "From what we've discovered Mizuru is a girl who enjoys strength and men who are strong, keeping her out of the fight may not be too hard due to her... sensual nature. Find her, and use whatever means necissary to... keep her occupied." A tick mark appeared over his head as he got to the final part of the scroll and was shaking in anger. So they wanted him, a well respected member of Kumogakure's finest to lower himself to seducing a general of Seven Bell's army? Static bounced around Sanosuke's body angerily and burnt the parchment that held the details of the mission on it. All there was in his hands were ashes. Calming himself, Sanosuke began to think. It was actually a good idea for them to exploit this one characteristic in the general that it might be able to work. So all he had to do is keep her occupied, that he could do. In a head on fight, Sanosuke wouldn't be sure that he can hold her off in a fight if it came to it. So that left the jounin with one option, the option his details made out for him to do, seduction. What a pain in the ass.. Sanosuke thought to himself as he got himself ready for the mission he was supposed to do for the good of mankind.

When he got his clothes ready, he got out an empty scroll that was given to him by the shinobi alliance in case he wanted ,for some reason, to write a diary about his time in war. This would be the first time Sanosuke had every touched the scroll ever since coming to Kiri. Getting out an ink well, Sanosuke wrote a quick note that was entitled to Mizuru. After writing the note down Sanosuke rolled up the scroll and put it in his back pocket of his pants. With his equipment on, Sanosuke went off into the woods to get the first part of his plan underway. This idea was stupid. Entirely stupid. How the hell could this possibly work; Sanosuke had no idea but it was the only thing he had. There was word that Mizuru was in the battlefield nearby Kiri. So he was sure that the general would get his note. Dashing in the woods by himself, Sanosuke ran. Thanks to the intel he was given, he was going away and in the opposite direction of Mizuru was fighting in. That was apart of his idiotic plan for a successful mission. He had to get the woman's attention first to pry her from the battle and have her attention directed right at him instead of fighting. When he stopped running in the woods, he smirked as he found his target. He was about a 7 kilos from Mizuru's reported location. It was at the early stages of nightfall as well, so Sanosuke doubted that she was still fighting. Her troops had to rest, and so did she. There was only so much a warrior could endure before he had to rest; that would be the reason why his plan would work.

Before him was a squad of Seven Bell's shinobi. They were on watch and still didn't know that Sanosuke was observing them. He was trying his best to stay hidden. From the look of the group it was 3 of them and not a single one of them was a sensory specialist. If they were then Sanosuke would have been found out a long time ago from his chakra signature, and just like that the element of surprise would have been stripped from him. The group looked to be heading back to headquarters but was stopped to treat the injured. There was a medic ninja whom was bandaging up a shinobi with a nasty cut wound on his arm. There was person in the squad that was a kunoichi with a single bow and arrow slung on her back. She was looking around to see if there was anyone trying to follow them. No doubt they were trying to launch a surprise attack on Kiri but met a patrol group and intercepted them. Unfortunately they were the victors of the skirmish, but they didn't get away unscathed. They were tired and weak while Sanosuke was far more rested and stronger than them. This wouldn't take long.

Getting his sword out, Sanosuke swooped down from the branch at fast speeds. It was alike a shadow swooping in on its pray in a single instant. There was nothing quite like it as Sanosuke came down swiftly to end the life of the woman on guard. With a devistating wound to her arm, the woman looked in shock. She barely could believe what was happening to her. Blood covered the ground as she was holding the wound to her chest. If she was more rested, then she would have easily be able to counter the strike. Too bad for her that she was ambushed just after she and the remaining of troop was attacked by Sanosuke. Before she could fight anymore, Sanosuke dashed at her and plunge her sword into her jugular. The woman evaded it by diving under the  stab and onto the ground. She was trying to get a kunai to stab at Sanosuke's Achilles's tendon to make him fall to the ground, but the Kumogakure jounin read the attack and turned around swiftly and guided his foot. The boot went over and stomped on her chest to pin her to the ground to prohibit her from moving any farther. With ease, Sanosuke slid his sword into the woman's throat killing her instantly.

Looking back, Sanosuke saw that the man that was getting bandaged stood up to try and do something about what was happening. This was too much of a one sided fight and Sanosuke would be sure that these shinobi realized that. The man roared and tried his best to run at jounin to run him over. With skillful reflexes, Sanosuke retracted a kunai from one of his chains that hung over his pants and tossed it at the man swiftly. The projectile was moving at fast speeds so by the time the man saw what was happening, it was too late. The knife slammed into his chest and sunk down to his heart killing him on impact. With a large drop of the body, the huge man dropped to the ground dead with his chest to the ground so the blade that Sanosuke through at him sunk even deeper.

Finally there was the medic. Walking over to him calmly, Sanosuke smirked. He flashed his sword around in a show of blood. With each swipe blood dabbled on the medical ninja's skin. His face was painted with blood as he was frozen in fear. He didn't run nor did he attempt to fight back. He was a medical ninja and he wasn't combat ready. With his comrades dead, the medical ninja was just a sitting duck. When he got close enough, Sanosuke plunged his sword deep in the foot of the medical ninja's. The man screamed in pain as blood was oozing from the wound. "Look at me, stop your screaming right now!" Sanosuke barked as he twisted his sword in the man's foot cruely to silence him. It worked as the man stiffled down his screams of pain and made eye contact with the jounin of the clouds. With their eyes meeting, Sanosuke smirked and got out the scroll he written in the barracks for Mizuru and gave it to the medical ninja he had trapped. "This here is a message to Mizuru. Tell no one of this message. You are to meet up with her and tell her exactly what hapened here. Do you understand?" Sanosuke asked the man turning his blade in the man's foot more savagely until he got the man's to answer his question. "Good boy. Now I don't think I have to explain what will happen if you double cross me, do I?" Turning his blade again, the man screamed in pain.

"NO!!!" he screamed out in the forest.

With a nod, Sanosuke retracted his sword from the man's foot and sheath his blade. "You have an hour to get that to her or else I will find you and kill you myself." Sanosuke said calmly before dismissing the medical ninja who used the body flicker technique to get away. Now he was alone in Kiri territory surrounded  by dead bodies. Well that was the first part of his plan completed. What was written inside the scroll was....



It was the only thing he could think of to get the general's attention. With that he made off to the meeting place of Seven Bell's general. It was close to showtime.

Throughout all of his travels, Sanosuke had learned many talents that would make him money. In the 5 past years since he left Kumogakure and returned to his village, Sanosuke had acquired money he and his master needed to survive without doing any shinobi military tasks. They acquired profits by doing simple jobs that citizens would do. That included assisting in construction, helping out in the soup kitchen, street performances and other small things. It required absolutely no strength to complete this missions at all and just the will to get these mundane tasks completed so he can get money to eat proper food and sleep in a warm bed. Of those skills, Sanosuke was quite the street performer. His talents included great acting that would make things he say come close to the truth. Besides being a good musician, the jounin doubted his skills with the ocarina he had on him would be of any use. His acting skills however would be able to play a cruicial role in his plan of success. This was something that only he could do. With his great acting he could make anyone he wanted believe what he needed to be; as long as the jounin made sure that his performance was believable then there would be absolutely nothing for him to worry about, just get the woman to buy your his story and he could say good bye sucky barracks and hello fantastic and comfortable apartment complex.

The cabin he was in had one king sized bed that had purest of white sheets and 4 pillows, with two pillows on each side of the mattress. They were already folded in a delicate manner and the bed was made. Candles were lit to illuminate the room from the dark. True the candles were to illuminate the room from being so dark but at the same time it could be used in his performances. The white sheets were also part of his plan as well. The great playwright, whose name was long forgotten, was responsible with the common belief and thought, shared with those whom practice or study the workings of theatrical arts; that white sheets and other assortment of bedding were the signs of lustful acts that are to conspire in the bedroom between a man and a woman. What was that saying again that was used to describe said lustful actions; 'the acts of the beasts with two backs.' That sounded right. According to the reports Mizuru was someone who would easily show her enemies her more sensual desire of men. The invitation he sent to the woman was something to show her that he wasn't some weakling who wanted just to have his way with her. It was to show her that Sanosuke was a man with power, that would understand the desires of flesh someone was powerful as her. An illusion yes, but there was no doubt that she would come here. The stage was set for her to arrive, he was already mentally prepared for this and what he will have to do. To show that he wasn't here for a fight, his sword was leaning in the corner of the room that was far from Sanosuke's reach; a sign to show the woman that he wasn't going to ambush her. She did after all see how he fought in the war, so seeing that his primary weapon was away from him, that will add more realism into his illusion that he was a man who would easily give into his desires so easily.

The door slammed opened when Sanosuke was lighting yet another candle in the room to light the place up more. His eyes were closed as he had a good feeling of who could possibly be at the door for him.  So she had decided to come after all, she came from the front door when the jounin was still putting candles to lighten up the cabin. Sanosuke's back was turned so Mizuru would only see his back. The way her fashionable knee high boots clanked on the wooden floor of the cabin, Sanosuke could tell that she was not pleased after all. Well that was to be expected, after all the messenger did most likely wake her after a long day of fighting. If his plan worked well then her anger would work better to her plan. "You have some balls...calling me here like this. Are you looking for more punishment? Is that it?" Mizuru demanded angrily. There were a couple of emotions Sanosuke could hear from her voice. Annoyance, small amounts of respect, and finally the emotion that had him smirk: curiousity. The woman may be furious at Sanosuke but she was here because Mizuru was quite curious of what exactly Sanosuke could possibly want from her. He would manipulate that curiosity to do the deed he was given by his higher ups. It was showtime. Good thing that he sent Navi to hide somewhere in cabin where she wouldn't be able to interfere with his plans. The last thing he needed was his partner to screw up this plan of his.

Smirking to himself, Mizuru's follow up question was sure enough that it was his turn to talk. The ball was in his court, now it was time for him to reply to this deadly game he was playing. If he messed up even once, then he would die. There wasn't anytime to slip up.  He would be silent for a while and not reply to Mizuru's question immediately. Silence can do wonders to someone, it can make them antsy. Sanosuke wanted to add in more mystery to Mizuru's summons, but at the same time not add in too much anticipation so she would be even more annoyed than she was before. This was certainly a chess game that Sanosuke planned to win. After putting the candle down, Sanosuke smirked at Mizuru. "I'm so happy that you got my invitation. I apologize that I had to wake you up from your sleep, darling." Sanosuke finally said to the woman, he bowed low to her before picking his upper body up so he can stand up properly. "I wasn't too sure how long I can keep myself from, I just had to see your splendid figure again."

Walking over to Mizuru, Sanosuke took slow steps to be careful. The whole time he walked over to the woman, his silver plates that was his eyes never left the eyes of the Seven Bell's general. If at any minute she decided to strike at him. Sanosuke would evade it. The cautious and slightly worried feeling he was experiencing on the inside was perfectly masked with a smile that was boasting with subtle confidence in his manly charms. There was no need for Sanosuke to look at Mizuru's body to know that she had her sword on her. "If you're wondering if this is an ambush, you don't have to worry. We are all alone. It's just the two of us here alone in this cabin." Sanosuke insured the woman he was seducing with a cool response. He didn't know how well he was doing, but Sanosuke had come too far to question his tactics. He got close to the woman's so they were standing face to face. Despite her boots she was shorter than him, as other woman are. It gave him the confidence that she still had womanly needs like other woman have, evil lieutenant or not.

"Just watching you that one day you attacked, I had to admire how powerful and stunning you looked. The way the sun glimmered off your lithe body. It's enough to make anyone go mad with lust." Sanosuke admitted with a weary and playful sigh. As he spoke, he slowly rose his hand. He didn't have on his gauntlets on him. This seduction wouldn't work if he had on clanky armor. There was nothing romantic about that. His hand rose slowly so that Mizuru could see it so that she can see what was happening and not be surprised at all. No doubt what he said caught the Seven Bells general off guard. It was hard believe that anyone from enemy lines would be this gutsy. In a very gentle manner Sanosuke stroke Mizuru's face. He was giving the woman a smirk to know that he wasn't up to anything, not a hint of betrayal was in his eyes. "There's something about power and confidence in the field that can make anyone loose control of themselves, don't you think?"

In a very slick manner, Sanosuke let his hand drift downwards from her cheek and down her neck. His fingertips lightly glided towards Mizuru's revealed collar bone before pulling his hand off of her. There was no need to go in for the bait right then and there, it would be too hasty. No he had did enough, now the ball was in Mizuru's court. Before walking away from her, Sanosuke winked at Mizuru smiling at her. He got to the bed where there was a bottle of sake on the bedside counter to his right. Patting a spot to his right, he signaled for Mizuru to join him. It was her choice if she wanted to come and find out more about the mystery he weaved around the scenario that Mizuru was shrouded in. What would she do? Now that was the question; the ball was in her court.

Did he really think he could get away with this? For a second there, he thought he actually could. The second he got on the mattress and patted a spot for Mizuru to join him, Sanosuke saw Mizuru making a bullet run right for Sanosuke with her sword coming out of her sheathe. Cursing under his breath, he was in a bad spot to combat her the fact that he was unarmed was another disadvantage Sanosuke has, besides that Mizuru was far faster than him. If it wasn't for his sharp eyes and sannin level reflexes, Sanosuke would have been at Mizuru's mercy. The Seven Bell's general was on top of Sanosuke with her blade pointed at Sanosuke's abdomen. Thanks to his quick reaction time, Sanosuke was holding off Mizuru's approach with right right forearm at her wrists so that the blade wouldn't be so close to her body. Raising his arm up slightly, he struggled to keep the blade from stabbing him in the abdomen. Unknown to her, the clothing he had on was armor that was crafted  by the wasp clan that would be able to offer him some protecting in the form of a short sleeved shirt. Thanks to his reaction, Sanosuke was able increase the distance between Mizuru's blade and his body by about two inches. That was definitely a close one.

Over the years of traveling, Sanosuke was taught to manage his emotions and be able to smother other emotions that he thought would be unfit for a situation. If Mizuru seen the fear that was in Sanosuke's eyes, she would most likely kill him. He had to cover up his fear and anxiety behind a mask of confidence. So throughout the whole time, Mizuru was on top of him the jounin didn't allow a crack of fear to slip away from him. "Listen carefully. Darling. I have a battle to get to and a Master who is probably wondering where I have got to. Now I have had long and tiring day and i just found out that some of my men have been hurt.
Now...give me a reason why I should not wrap you up in your own intestines and deliver you to someone whom has not heard those previous words before." Mizuru whispered gently to Sanosuke's ear. Now that was the million dollar question, what could he say that wouldn't have to make this scene very ugly. In reality, Sanosuke wasn't scared at what Mizuru could do. If this plan should fail, he would execute plan B. The plan would to let him escape from Mizuru's grasp. She was already close enough to get hit with a mental blast from Sansouke's attack and he was making physical contact with the woman; it would be those two factors that would insure Sanosuke of an escape out of this cabin if all else should fail.  

His bases were covered for plan B, but until the meantime he would continue the original plan of seducing the general. He was an outsider and an enemy so this reaction would be normal for anyone, despite their sensual nature. There was no doubt that Sanosuke had to act fast and give Mizuru some sort of reason that would allow him to live. Closing his right eye, Sanosuke reopened it to reveal that his pupil had the eye of the demonic seal of his kekkei genkai. His right eye was now emerald colored and let him be come enveloped in power of his clan technique. He felt power coursing through his body as Sanosuke was going to put in the ability of his power into use of saving himself. It wasn't power that was getting him stronger or anything, he just felt that his body had weighed so much lighter than it had before. With his new found power, it gave him speed that made him equal to Mizuru. Using this burst of speed to his advantage, Sanosuke quickly focused chakra into his hand to make it sharpened to the point of a sword that was roughly 6 inches long that was an extension to his fingertips. The chakra that was concentrated was so strong that it could be visible in the form of a light blue glow.

In a swift, fluid motion and the fact that he was holding off Mizuru's sword, Sanosuke struck the woman's blade at the exact point to make the woman's arms go numb from the strike. It would be hard for the woman to escape since he wouldn't let go of the woman's sword arm so that she wouldn't plunge her weapon into Sanosuke's abdomen. With the arms numb, Sanosuke would proceed with using his free nonchakra powered arm to knock Mizuru's sword out of her hands so it would go skidding to the far end of the room. Mizuru's hands would be numb from the strike so Sanosuke would proceed with taking advantage of the situation. Using his free hand, Sanosuke would flip the situation with Sanosuke on top of the woman. His body was right in between his legs with their bodies being pushed so far up against each other that Sanosuke could feel the warmth of her body that came from her clothing. Leveling his chakra blade against Mizuru's neck, Sanosuke pressed gently against the woman's neck. It was now him that was applying the pressure and calling the shots. This whole scuffle they had made Sanosuke realize that he was dealing with someone whom would kill Sanosuke without a second thought. He couldn't let his guard down again. Next time she decided to fight against him, Sanosuke would have no choice but to put her down.

"You've underestimated Mizuru. I'm not like one of those faceless henchmen you're used to dealing with. Unlike those losers, I'm actually strong." Sanosuke growled under his breath right into the ear of Mizuru so that she could hear him. Using his free hand, Sanosuke cupped Mizuru's face in his hand and pushed his face to kiss the woman deeply. His tongue going deeper and deeper into her mouth in a forceful kiss. Even though this was just a performance that he was putting on to stall the woman, Sanosuke had to admit that he was physically attracted to the woman. Hell, who wouldn't be? She was the epitome of the physical attributes of a woman Sanosuke wanted. Strong thighs, a nice ass, and magnificent breasts. The chakra blade was still leveled at the woman's neck in case the woman did anything that could be seen as a threat. It carried a message in his movement; the fight would lead to killing the both of them, or she could dive into the desires of flesh that Sanosuke was imposing on Mizuru to take over her body.

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Fleeting moments. A fragment of a minute.

Her lithe, curvacious form, pressing close to his. Feeling his heat breathing through the skin tight fabric of her attire. Her lips, touching just enough to taste the adrenalin that seeped through his pores.
Mizuru Konohara had seen enough years of experience to know the tells of chakra manipulation, when it was performed so near to her own.
It was a gutsy move for sure. With Sever in her hand, a wrist grip's away from slicing through his gut like a knife through raw meat and her other hand resting seemingly harmlessly at his side. It was risky....and foolish.
And yet...the golden haired Lieutenant allowed it to happen. Only watching with fire lit, sapphire eyes with that same half peaked curiosity that she had worn when first stepping in to this place, barely half an hour ago. Back when she was in no mood for mercy.

And there it was.

The flicker of an eye, hinting at a dangerous glimmer which could mean more than it appeared. The buzz of chakra across her skin as it encompassed her prey. The sudden burst of speed which had not been there before when she examined him the first time.....
Mizuru still did nothing. His technique struck at her blade with a precision she didn't expect from him, causing vibrations to travel down the steel and in to her arm...all the way up past her elbow. With seemingly no resistance, all sense of feeling slipped from her arm and the limb went numb, except for a slight tingling around her fingers as her nerves worked to repair the sudden damage....regain normal feeling once more. 
Her sword clanged to the floor, her breath steadied in to a constant rhythm, and the female simply looked down at him, a mixture of expectation and a slow interest reflected in her eyes. Almost as if she was daring him to try and do more. See how far he would go.

And she would wait.

Then he acted.

A simple shift of weight. An adjustment of position and the male had positioned himself on top of her, with his legs in between hers, pressing closer to her than she had been before with a blade made up his chakra, pressed up against the delicate flesh of her throat. It was so predictable....such a typically male thing to do, the Lieutenant of Seven Bells allowed the confident smile to pull at her pink rose painted lips. Lightening the disapproval from her features.
Star kissed waves of her golden locks shifted against the pillow below her as she tilted her chin up ever so slightly, her hungry gaze never leaving his...unwavering. Unfaltering. There was no need for a mask as the female was not afraid of the threat which pressed against the fragile membrane which could mean the death of her blood tainted life time. If only he knew that all this....everything he had achieved....
was because she had simply allowed it to happen.

"You've underestimated Mizuru. I'm not like one of those faceless henchmen you're used to dealing with. Unlike those losers, I'm actually strong."

He would find no resistance. No attempt at fighting back or pushing away. No means of deterring him as he pulled her close to slip his tongue between her lips, forcing her in to a deep kiss.
Mizuru simly laid there under his control and gave back everything he pushed on her: Slipping her own tongue passed his, teasing with a light bite to the soft fleshy muscle, a nibble on his lips....playing along till the point where he would allow her a moment to catch her breath.....and then the games would change. The kunoichi had allowed him to satisfy his testosterone fueled needs. It was her turn.......

The movement was so subtle. Gentle.

Being careful enough to not cause alarm, she allowed the still moveable hand which had been lying passively at her side, to slowly snake up from his hips, feeling for the taught muscles around his ribs, his shoulder blades; before coming to rest at the small of his back.
For just a minute....for that one breath her palm rested there...
until Mizuru boldly dipped her fingers under the the waist band of his pants. Feeling. Holding. But then....as if the thought had never happened, her one working arm changed to gently tracing her long nails up his spine, tickling...teasing until her careful fingers found the tresses of his hair. Getting tangled up the back of his neck to pull him closer and deepen their kiss. And pull him further in to her trap.

Legs curled to wrap around his, she arched her back in to him, bringing him closer. Close enough that he would feel the steady heart beat, betraying the honesty of those secrets she would whisper, tenderly, softly in his ear.

"I don't mind you Sanosuke. I like the way you taste..." She all but purred against the side of his neck. "....but don't push your luck and assume that those I have already slept with are as weak as my men.
You may have strength's. But you are far from my best"

And just like that, she pulled away from him, tilting her head towards his blade, almost daring him to draw blood. He had his kiss. His fleeting moment of passion. That was all he would get from her tonight. She had a battle to get to and a Master to serve.
Already this boy was boring her.

The way the general wrapped her legs around Sanosuke, and how she shifted under his made the jounin be over swept with passion. It was all an performance of a man that just wanted to get lucky, but that didn't mean that Sanosuke couldn't enjoy the perks of his role he was playing. When Sanosuke had finally let Mizuru breath for a minute she used her unnummed hand to slowly but seductively graze over his body. It started with his hips, his abs, then finally the base of his neck. For a moment, the two just stared into each other's eye hungry for one another. Silver and sapphire blue clashed in a showmanship of lust. That's when she anchored Sanosuke's head, bringing him closer to her lips where they kissed again. The taste of on her lips; there was the strong taste of ginger on her breath as they kissed passionately. Sanosuke allowed the Lieutenant to hold him when she reached down his pants. The woman tangled her legs around his. The blonde woman was arching her back making him dive deeper and deeper into the tenderness of her lips. Sanosuke used his free hand to slip under her clothing and hold Mizuru's breasts and squeeze it in his hands. They were larger than his palms and felt warm in his palms. The jounin was rolling his tongue inside the woman's mouth, as the two of them played with each other using their mouths. That was a good thing. At the very least she didn't want to kill him at this moment, so maybe he might be able to get away with this unscathed....well lethally.

"I don't mind you Sanosuke. I like the way you taste..." She all but purred against the side of his neck. "....but don't push your luck and assume that those I have already slept with are as weak as my men.
You may have strength's. But you are far from my best"

The way the woman was pushing her neck toward's Sanosuke's chakra blade, Mizuru was daring him to continue with his threat. Mentally Sanosuke cursed. She was baiting him to do it, as though she wasn't afraid of what Sanosuke would do to her. So she was still willing to fight him to the death if need to. That was something that had to be admirable of. Even with the cards stacked against her, she would be willing to fight against Sanosuke. It was his turn now to make the move. Snapping his fingers, the chakra blade that he created vanished into thin air. Those words that Mizuru spoke to him were shaken off, Sanosuke chuckled to himself and moved low to look at the woman so that they were once again looking eye to eye. Their bodies were tangled into each other from their moment of passion they shared. But Sanosuke had to somehow extend it. The army still needed time to launch a counterattack against Seven Bell's forces. And it was his job to ensure that Mizuru would be too occupied to do anything about it. Besides, there was a side in him that wanted nothing more than to do unspeakable things to her under the white sheets. How she seductively moved her body to tease Sanosuke had him crave more of the general's body.

Whispering low to match the sounds of Mizuru's whisper, he replied back. "Fair enough. But it's time I show you exactly what I can do." Sanosuke whispered. With nothing but lust guiding his movement, Sanosuke kissed Mizuru hungrily. As he kissed, Sanosuke was slowly grinding his hips against the woman's. His hands moved to pull down the zipper that was on the front of her catsuit. His tongue slashing at Mizuru's to give her more of the taste that the woman discovered she liked. The gingery taste on the woman's lip was something that Sanosuke craving as he was searching for the taste of the woman's lips. He would proceed with ripping off the clothing that the woman had on so that she would be in the nude in the bed with him. Sanosuke allowed his right hand to start drifting slowly into the warmness between the woman's thighs . Breaking away from the kiss, Sanosuke bit down on the woman's neck to taste more of the woman's flesh. Sanosuke hoped that what he would do will make the woman completely give into her desires so that they could be occupied the entire night fiercely battling each other under the pure white sheets.

When she moved her feverish body against his, allowing him to feel all her curves through the deceptively thin material. When she utilized the firm strength of her thighs to wrap around his muscular form. The crushing kisses and wandering hands; Mizuru could see through the silvery sheen of his eyes, that he didn't want to stop this game.
He didn't want this night to end right here....but lucky for him; neither did she. The lieutenant of Seven Bells was enjoying herself.
After having to push her stealth abilities to the limit: sneaking past so many watchful eyes, whispering false hoods in curious ears. After having to go around an entire village to search and dismember each clan head on her list, she had earned herself some down time. She had earned whatever pleasures this stranger was to bestow on her.

So....with heat on her mind and a purr creeping up her throat, Mizuru indulged him with her kisses, wrapping her tongue around his in a passion she rarely shared with anyone. Teasing with her teeth, playing with delicate sighs: placing a hand on to his when he reached down to explore the milky flesh of her breasts, was all she could do to suppress the shiver that spidered up her spine.
For the time that he occupied her taste buds and tantalized her skin nerves, the blonde forgot about the blade at her throat. The drops of blood that cut in to fragile membrane, rolling down her neck like a red tear. All that mattered now....was what he was going to do next.

"Fair enough. But it's time I show you exactly what I can do."

A promise she prayed he would keep.

Mizuru was breathless by the time he spoke again.
Her own voice stolen away by fingers that traced over her athletic form, seducing, alluring, inciting the sensation that stirred the lightning in her veins. How strange it was that someone, a complete stranger, the enemy of her true Master; could make her feel what many others had tried and failed time and time again to do. For this....she would  reward him. She would give him what he wanted.
And so when he removed the tight fitting catsuit from her shoulders, dragging it from her legs, Mizuru found her way to the ends of his shirt. Just managed to slip it over his head before his hand felt for her thighs. After that....Everything was bliss.

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Satisfaction

That was the word she would use.
It had been such a long time that she had forgotten what it felt like. What that one word meant. All the other men had fumbled their way through in a sweaty mess, their arrogance making them numb. But this one.... for some strange, confusing... reason he had done well. This one that slept peacefully beside her after a long night of few hours sleep. But now it was time for her to depart. She had already been here for longer than she had ever imagine.

So. Once Mizuru had pulled on her clothes, she pulled out a ring from her pocket and carefullly placed it on his hand.
This....is for making me feel better than I have felt in many months
But just as silently, she drew her blade and held it towards his side. Paused a moment. A soft....sad smile. And the heartless female pushed it to pierce through the muscles, cutting through the flesh as if it were putty. She had not hit anything vital....but it would hurt.
And that...is for making me miss out on the battle

And just like that.
She was gone

In his mouth was the sweet taste of ginger that hung from Mizuru's lips as he kissed her so savagely. Being forceful was something that Sanosuke rarely tried with women. In the times he was intimate with women, they were usually citizen women who thought it would be a thrill to sleep with a shinobi from another village. And because of this they would throw themselves at Sanosuke without him having to put much effort into the approach. But with this woman that he was slowly undressing as the jounin was engaging in a battle of the tongues with his enemy, Mizuru made him work for every sweet and tantalizing curve on the woman's body. He had to take charge for once and show the woman that he had the initiative to give her the time of her life. Each time their lips met, more and more passion radiated from the woman's body. It was obvious that the woman didn't want Sanosuke to stop at all, and the jounin would be more than happy to comply to such a request. A combination of sighs from her body, nibbling of his lip, and the pressing of her breast to his chest was all he needed to shed her of the clothing that was on her.

The clothing feel to the ground of the cabin with a soft thud. Before him was the body of a goddess that was looking up at him with nothing but lust that was behind the orbs of sapphire that the 2nd in command of the Seven Bell's army called eyes. Sanosuke could feel the small shivers of the woman's body as he began tracing over the woman's naked body with his hands smoothly. It was his turn to be shed of clothing as the woman reached up for his shirt and pulled it off slowly to get a look of his body. As she did this, Sanosuke pulled off his pants and threw it away from his body so he was just as naked as she was. Through years of swordsmanship training, his body was rippling and chiseled as any shinobi would. Sanosuke was definitely attracted to Mizuru's slender and angelic body, as Mizuru was just as attracted to Sanosuke's strong and chiseled body. There was only one small exchange between the two before the world dissolved around them. The war, the fact that they were enemies, how deadly she was, and the entire world. Everything melted away under the candle lit room that was the cabin. All that was there was a man and a woman, with one bed. The rest of the night would unfold before them as they frolicked nakedly in the white bed sheets of the cabin.
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Rays of the sun hit Sanosuke's eyes as he slowly creaked his eyes open. A smirk cam across his eyes as morning arose and saw that laying cuddled in his side was the same woman that killed so many of his comrades; Mizuru the Mistress of the Bells. There was only a blanket covering up her naked chest as she slept peacefully. It was sad really, if things weren't so different then he could possibly see things between the lieutenant and him unfold into a possibly beautiful relationship. Letting out a sigh, the jounin leaned over the sleeping kunoichi and laid a kiss on the woman's forehead. But those were dreams and this was war, it was a new day and that meant that they would soon be enemies. He had to get himself prepared for that day to come. The candles that illuminated the cabin was burnt out when Mizuru finally awoken with her hair in a frizz from all of the action that occurred the previous night they shared together.

The two of them didn't speak as they got themselves dressed. Putting on his pants and his boots one foot after the other, Sanosuke couldn't help but take sneak peeks at Mizuru changing. To think that he actually slept with the second in command of Seven Bells' army. Her body was magnificient and her aroma was still in the room. Finally when they were both dressed in their armor, Mizuru approached him. Fishing in her pockets, a small ring was put in his hands. It felt warm on his gauntlets from her body. "This....is for making me feel better than I have felt in many months" she said to Sanosuke. It left him dumbfounded. A gift? Now that was something that he didn't expect to receive from the woman. The ring distracted Sanosuke from an attack from Mizuru. There was a blade sticking out from Sanosuke's side. Blood came from the wound and dripped from the ground. Thank goodness that she avoided all vital organs and just stabbed flesh or he would have been killed. The armor he was wearing also made it so the wound itself wasn't too serious but would hurt like a bitch when getting treated. "And that...is for making me miss out on the battle" With that note she disappeared, leaving Sanosuke alone in the cabin where they shared a night of passion together, bleeding a bit from the wound.

Holding his side where Mizuru stabbed him with his right hand, Sanosuke cursed under his breath about woman being more trouble than they're worth. Even though the wound may not have hit any vital organs, Sanosuke had no doubt that this wound will scar. He had to see a medical doctor that was very close to this cabin before heading back to Kiri to report the success of his mission. Despite the stab wound, Sanosuke felt the pain of a bite mark that was on his neck from last night he spent with Mizuru. It made him smile as he walked out of the cabin himself. "Women. Sometimes, they're worth it." he muttered as he walked out of the dorm. No doubt Navi was around the area and meet up with him so they could go together to the doctor. Though the jounin wasn't too sure if he was prepared to hear Navi's prying into his business. It was going to be a looong day.