Gokudera hesitated and held up his hands in surrender. "It's a'right. We're not here to start anything," He assured her in a cautious tone. "Like hell we're not!" His companion snarled. He caught Kiba around the waist the second he lurched forward, and struggled to hold him back. The two Jonin watched with concern, but did nothing to intervene. Within the chaos, Kakashi whispered something in Senekai's ear and dissapeared into the trees. "Give them back!" Kiba spat. He clawed at his friend and knocked off his shades, which loosened his grip enough for him to break free. "I can't believe you. Do you have ANY idea how many people know?" His face was red in humiliation. Damnit! It wasn't that hard to be a ninja and hide from the public, especially on an important mission. What the hell was her problem? Kiba stormed up to her and, with sudden speed, snatched the front of her/his shirt and pulled her up to eye level. "Um, Sensei? You wanna do somethin' or what?" Gokudera voiced in a sardonic manner, his hands moving in small, frantic circles to make her hurry up and decide. "Shush! I'm workin' on it!" She commanded, her demeanor holding an alien sense of solemn control. Gokudera groaned and turned his back on them, not wanting to bear witness to the bloodbath. But he had nothing to worry about; In about another minute or so, Senekai's eyes lit up with an idea. "How about you give the nice man his clothes back, and you can borrow some of Rei's?"
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Sutora hissed ferociously and spat as Kiba began to advance on her. Should she have had ears, they would be flat against her skull, but she did press her tongue against her teeth and slowly backed up. Her wild mane of hair stood on end as she continued to make herself look more threatening. "No." She simply muttered loud enough for him to hear. It was a fair trade. His clothes for hers. Hmm...Maybe if she licked them first. That usualy worked with food. Her muscles tensed as Kiba broke free and her display became more angry. "Know what?!" Tora growled and snapped at his face before she dropped out from under the shirt and bounded backwards, goosebumps erupting on her skin at the sudden cold. She hissed again and lunged at Kiba's pant-leg, fangs clampng onto the hem and refusing to let go. Claws buried into the earth to give her stability and with a mighty twist of her head, the tiger-kunoichi managed to both knock him down and rip off a good section of his clothing. The girl snarled and backed away slowly, rag hanging from her jaws. She hissed again before placing her attention dangerously at Senekai as if considering her offer.
-- Edited by Benny on Thursday 18th of November 2010 10:23:13 AM
"You know exactly what!" Kiba snarled. He stumbled a bit as she slipped out of his shirt, astonished. And so was the other male in the area, who had heard his sensei's rather dramatic gasp and turned to peek over her shoulder. Gokudera's mouth dropped open, his cheeks burning red. Whoa. He covered his face with a hand to hide his shame and groaned. "Oh man. I didn't see nothin' I swear." The moment Sutora escaped into the woods, Kiba scrambled to his feet, but he didn't chase her. What was the point? His reputation was ruined, and he had a blabber-mouth and someone capable of black-mail on a national scale as witnesses. He jumped at the sudden hand on his shoulder. "Give her this, and I'll be back with something wearable," Senekai instructed with even more alien maturity, holding out her infamous cape with her other hand. He took it roughly, which earned him a glare lethal enough to make him wince. "Be nice!" Gokudera watched her dissapear into a blur and walked over to where his friend stood with an awkward smile. "Hey, I'm right behind ya bro," he promised, then to himself added, "So you don't do somethin' stupid." Kiba didn't so much as aknowledge him and whistled loudly - which made his companion wince and cover his ears - then waited until he heard his best friend run up behind him. He hopped on and helped Gokudera up, then instructed Akamaru to track his guilty pleasure. Kiba soothed his companion the best he could as their target came into view. He didn't want a reason to hurt her, but he would if she didn't stop making things worse. Gokudera mumbled words of encouragement to him and watched as he slid to the ground and approached Sutora. "Here," Kiba said bitterly as he sat down beside her, draping the cloth around her. "Senekai-sensei went to get some clothes." His eyes were on everything but her. Was it guilt? Or just awkwardness. Probably both.
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"Hell. No." Reiasa stood up from her chair in the corner and slammed the book she was reading down on the table, the impact making her older sister jump. With the air of a woman born to rule, she went about the house doing last minute chores, which weren't necessary due to the perfectionist state of their home. This, Senekai knew, was a sign that she was stressed. "You can't even spare an old rotten t-shirt?" Senekai asked with pleading eyes as she followed her around like a bad case of crotch rot. She just couldn't shake her. "No-pe," Reiasa answered, popping her lips on the 'pe'. "I don't do charity." She entered the kitchen again and grabbed her ninja toolkit from the table, brushed past her sister and made to escape. "Reiasa, don't you dare walk out that door!" Senekai shrieked from behind her. She hesitated, because damn, it was rare to hear her sister act all parental. So it was important, yeah, but her rep as the neighborhood biotch was too. Rei opened the door and paused, then shot the words, "Yeah? Watch the sway of my ass as I do just that," and did a little 'disobediance' dance to go with it. She walked out and was about to close the door behind her, but she was shot in the chest with a sudden curiosity. "Who needs it, anyway?" Rei wondered, sticking her head back inside. Her older sister, who had her 'pissy-face' on, calmed down enough to say the name 'Sutora'. In that instant, Rei swung the door open with a wide smile. "You coulda mentioned that earlier!" She chirped, then bounded up the stairs to her room.
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ooc: Lmao. It's teeange boy hormones. :P Sittin' beside a girl with no shirt has got to do SOMETHING. *snicker*
Sutora leapt to her feet the moment she smelled dog. Oh, great. Kiba was here, or he would be, anyway. Suddenly, the rag in her mouth felt heavy. Heavy enough to drag her head down. Maybe she had messed up? she was scratching behind her ears when the massive dog approached, and she was on all fours. Not in the mood to give a fighting hiss, she settled for a half-hearted one instead. What did they want? Kiba had his shirt. Did he really want his pants that badly? She frowned at the dirt. Then she would give them to him, she decided. But only if he asked. Imagine her surprise as someone sat next to her and the familiar wieght of cloth draped over her shoulders. With alook of absolute surprise, she jerked her head up, and glanced over at her mate. Golden eyes blinked rapidly at him before going down to the dust at her feet. That was...Nice. Leaning over, she opened her mouth to deposit the slightly damp pant leg into his lap before grinning proudly. If a dog could show kindness, then she could be nice too. Despite herself, she lay down sphinx-like, moving every so slightly towards Kiba as her deep-throated purr filled the air.
Kiba's heart stuttered as she came closer, but he didn't do anything to encourage it. He still hated her, no matter how attractive she was. She was annoying, bitchy, weird, and so not his type. He spent another minute or so drilling those facts into his brain, hoping it would reach his hormones. "I didn't mean to be a jerk about it," Kiba mumbled to break the silence, "but the last thing I need is someone I hated since pre-academy running around in my clothes." He scratched the back of his head and thought about how to tell her what was on his mind. He wasn't some heartless loser, so he went with the softer approach. Kiba cupped her chin in one hand and tilted it up, then placed a subtle kiss on her lips. "It was fun, but don't get comfortable," he murmured. With that, he scooted away from her and let his hands fall loosely in his lap.
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Gokudera smiled. He had a feeling the kid didn't tell him the whole truth. He crossed his arms and, suppressing his snobbish side, winked at Kiba as their eyes met to ease his sudden tention. Yeah. Lover-boy was too distracted to remember 'K' Rush, huh? The moment his sensei appeared behind him, he shouted a word that sounded like "shiznit!" and fell ungracefully off of Akamaru. "Woops! Sorry, hun!" Senekai laughed as she stepped around him and approached the other two with a smile. She tossed Sutora a cheetah patterned shirt and a pair of ripped jeans. "There. We all good now?"
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ugh...For some reason, stupid computer didn't let me post on the same thing...
A lazy golden eye opened and slowly focused on the boy beside her began to speak. As he kept going, it gleamed with laugher, and she shoulders shook to prove the point. "Yeah, I pretty much hate you too, dog-boy." Tora raised a brow and sported a feline grin to show she didn't mean any real harm to him. At his sudden movement, she tensed before softening at his touch. She reached her melting point at his kiss and sank into a striped puddle on the ground, her lips stretched thin in a blissful smile that a dog might get when his belly's scratched. Sutora's purr returned full blast as she rolled onto her side and watched her mate with unwavering metallic orbs. The peaceful moment suddenly came to a screeching halt and the cat-girl sprang to her feet, mane bristling in alertness at Senekai's random appirition. Hopping backwards as the clothes were thrown at her, Tora stared at them for the longest time before deming them okay and slowly creeping up to them. Almost delicately, she stuck her neck out and gingerly sniffed them. Without warning, she pounced on them, undressing on the spot and pulling on the new clothes. They smelled wierd, but they felt good. Standing normally, the tiger-themed kunoichi stretched her arms above her head in a very sexy display and posed temporarily. Without a word, she nodded, tossing the cape back to the Jonin and tha pants back to Kiba. She giggled mischieviously as they 'accidentally' landed on his head. "Hehe. Oops."
-- Edited by Benny on Thursday 18th of November 2010 11:15:01 PM
OoC: Lmao. Dontchu be messin' with 'K' Rush! Woord!
Gokudera brushed himself down, muttering to himself about he was supposed to get the grass stains out of his expensive sweatpants. With a sigh and a bright, million dollar smile, he raised his head to see - Friggin' boobs. He groaned, this time much louder and more tormented than earlier. Yeah, he sure as hell wished he could be an unashamed playa' when it came to this. But he was still raised a gentleman at heart. "You know, it's improper to do that in public, especially with dudes around," Gokudera subconsciously said in annoyance. Oh, shiznit. I did not just lose character... Kiba visibly snapped out of his awkward trance and raised a brow. "Did you just say 'improper'? Seriously?" He questioned, clearly taken-aback, then laughed and continued to tease him about it. "I didn't know you were some rich snob, bro." That sheer accuracy of his words made his face turn pale. He's made that same mistake more than once, but no one ever put much thought into it. "Yo, I'd rather die in a ditch than be some pansy-ass rich kid," Gokudera said defensively, rolling his eyes. He hoped no one heard the nervous crack in his voice. "Dude, seriously?" Kiba wondered with some trace of concern, because hey, everyone knew he didn't curse. Ever. Unless he was upset. He watched him shoot an annoyed glance at his former lover the moment she tossed his shirt to him, then used the distraction to shape his face into something not-so-suspicious. Senekai, who had been silent the entire time, snorted in amusement. "I wish I was rich so I could buy me a personal psychologist... Oh, and a huge cage for my sister." Kiba laughed at that as he stood and tied his clothes around Akamaru's legs. Neither one noticed the emotional disturbance in Gokudera's face. He wanted to snap at them to change the subject, but that wouldn't help his situation in the slightest.
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Sutora snapped out of her fancy-trance and squatted down on her heels. "We're in the middle of the woods, genious. This isn't public." The cat-girl made a face before licking at her arm. Once the conversation became all about rich people and snobs and stuff, her attention span ended. That was until she smelled something new. Nose to the air, she inhaled before tracking the scent to...Goku. She rose onto her feet. Almost as if on her own, Tora padded up to him, completely violating his personal space and began sniffing at his collar. "You smell wierd," she murmured between breaths. He smelled of sweat, which meant he was nervous about something. With a final sniff, she backed away and resumed her grooming as if nothing had happened. She didn't at all care about being rich. She didn't like money at all, and thought it was quite pointless. Animals didn't need money to get food or shelter. Besides. She hated the color of it.
Gokudera blinked and tensed the moment she popped his personal bubble. "Hey, what are you-?" He tried his best to remain calm and turned his head to the side. Man, why did uncivilized chicks have to be so friggin' hot? His eyes narrowed in a snobbish manner at her comment, and he held her out at arms length. Yo, earth to me, since when was I this friggin' pathetic? "The heck is that supposed to mean?" Gokudera mumbled bitterly. He crossed his arms and made a face, completely missing his sensei announce that she had a meeting. So when she wasn't there when he turned around, he did a 360 search and threw up his hands in annoyance. Man he hated it when she did that. "I, uh, should probably go to," Kiba called to them from his position atop his companion. He cast an awkward smile at Sutora, then went his own way. Psh. Thanks dude. Way to leave me here, Gokudera thought to himself, rolling his eyes as he did so. He ran a hand through his blonde-streaked brown hair and coughed. "So, guess it's just you and me, babe."
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Sutora raised her cat-like eyes to gaze up at the boy before her. "And?" Really, he could leave if he wanted to. Or maybe he didn't want to. Maybe he wanted something else? "Can I help you?" She had noticed him looking at her chest, so maybe he wanted to...? Tora made a face, gross. There was no way she'd ever. Not after being bound to Kiba. She snorted and resumed the licking of herself.
"Nah, nothin'... " Gokudera placed both hands in his pockets, not sure what to do. It wasn't in him to just walk away, but she didn't seem to want him there. He sighed and with a slight smile, motioned loosely towards the village. "Wan' me to walk ya home?" It was the least he could offer, to put his mind at rest. Besides, he could clear their whole situation up with anyone who had seen her. It was a bit weird that Sutora didn't care about Kiba breaking up with her though. Then again, weren't they enemies? "Unless you're gonna chillout here, I dunno," He added with a shrug, then wandered in the direction he had pointed out earlier, not quite leaving the general area. Gokudera paused and turned to face her. "Oh yeah, didja run into anyone after you delivered that thing - whatever it was?"
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At the rich boy's words, Tora's head snapped up almost viciously and she stared at him with freezing golden eyes. Walk her home? This was her home. She hand't been in the villiage for ages, except those times when she had wanted to ambush Kiba. "I don't have a house. I've always lived in the forest." After a long pause, and many tongue-licks later, the tiger-themed kunoichi added a small, "Thank you, though." Getting up on her feet, Sutora was about to wander off before she stopped short., head tilted in thoguht. Did she run into anyone after she had delivered the letter? "Hiro," she murmured quite simply before turning her head around to gaze at Goku. "Why do you ask?"
Golden orbs opened slightly as the noon sun hit them before Sutora gave a large stretch, jaws opening wide in a mighty yawn. Getting up, she stretched on her hands and knees before giving herself a few run-downs with her tongue. Teh gril sat back, eyes to the rival-colored sun. Noon. That meant meal-time. Hoppin slightly, the cat-girl fell from the tree, landing delicately on all fours before sprinting off to go find something. A few moments and a scream later, a rabbit as dead and hanging from her jaws. The tiger-kunoichi was about to bite into it before she stopped, and listened to the woods. Her gaze was again on the rabbit. Her mate was probably hungry. She gave a heavy sigh and raced towards Konoha. ~+~ Watching silently from her hiden position, Sutora sat still in the shadows, waiting for the right moment. With all the noise of a shadow, she creapt up to the windowsill and peered inside before bestowing the animal carcass on the sill and dissapearing elsewhere.
