His time in the sun

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A quick nod, and he continued on with removing his pants, folding them loosely and setting them atop the rest.  His eyes went back to Danzo, watching him with unabashed interest, but he was not quite certain what he ought to be doing next.

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He noticed the stare, and released a huff of amusement. He was old, certainly, but he still had hard muscles under his skin. A shinobi couldn’t afford to go soft, and while no longer in his prime, he was certainly not… displeasing. He made sure the wrapping up his right arm remained securely in place as everything else came off. That, at least, was hideous and he was well aware of it.

“You have no need to keep your opinions or questions to yourself at this time.”

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"I read many things before asking you for sex," he offered, brow creasing faintly. "I had thought to be prepared, but...little of what I read seems helpful, now that I am here." He blinked, glanced up, held Danzo's gaze. "I want to touch you."

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The action caught him off guard, given that he couldn’t recall a time the younger man had made contact in this fashion where he wasn’t being attacked. Usually he was… gentle at expressing his affection, but there was nothing in his hold that implied danger, and he gave him a look that was questioning… but far from a protest.

This…was not what he had intended.  He was meant to be reporting in from his latest assignment, not…assaulting Danzo.  A debriefing would still be prudent, as it would help explain the state he was in, but Danzo’s presence had swiftly become overwhelming and he needed—he needed—

And he was moving again without conscious thought, angling in to kiss the other fiercely, still pinning him up against the wall.

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He didn’t fight the boy off, though he was certainly confused and instead moved his hands to cautiously rest on his sides as he kissed back. He’d sort out the why of this once the immediate situation was soothed. Hopefully it wasn’t anything severe enough that he should be afraid for the boy’s mental health.

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It helped, and yet it didn't; Danzo's responsiveness, Danzo's touch---they were terribly satisfying but nowhere near enough to sate the intensity of what he felt. He wanted more, needed more, his body speaking far more insistently than his mind at the moment.

He managed to break off the kiss a long moment later and buried his face against the side of Danzo's neck, panting. His hands knotted in Danzo's robes as he struggled to ease his forceful stance, to regain his equilibrium, to explain, to keep from simply kissing the other senseless again.

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"Have you ever played your music for a public audience?"

He had to actually think about what he considered public, but then he did drink. “I think I’m finally hitting tipsy properly.”

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“Did you mean to strengthen bonds between your clans with this marriage?  Or was it for…sentimental reasons?”  He understood it had been a ‘drunken mishap’ in Danzo’s own words, but he was terribly curious as to how and why the topic had even been broached, over alcohol or otherwise. 

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“Sentimental, of sorts.” He swirled his glass with a small frown, sighing. “Mine, of course. Hiruzen had fun, I don’t doubt, but he wasn’t invested. Kagami was invested but… only then.”

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"And you were...invested, as well?"

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He’d put pencil to paper as soon as they were given to him, but paused at the idea of choosing something to buy.  "Blueberries,“ he decided, after thinking it over, and then went back to making his ‘list’—which consisted of his name at the top and a series of swirly, scribbly designs underneath.

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“Blueberries.” he repeated, his voice rather distant, distracted already by adding a few more things to his own list. “We’ll see. They should be in season now, but…”

He propped his head up with one hand, the other twirling a pencil around between his fingers as he thought.

“In the event they aren’t, is there something else you’d like to eat?”

‘Why do I care about the boy potentially being disappointed?’ he couldn’t help but to ask himself. ‘After all, it’s his parents who would have to deal with the aftermath. ..But he’s not a bad child. I wonder if they realize how fortunate they are to have offspring like him.’

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"Blackberries."  He was drawing something now that looked relatively berry-ish, clearly warming to his train of thought, stems and leaves among the lines surrounding it, crude but discernible.  He paused after another moment, turning again to look up at Torifu.  "We can get treats for Hogo too?"

Once he'd gotten past the worry of having his fingers bitten, feeding the big turtle or even just watching him eat had become one of the things he liked best about visiting Torifu.

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"Have you ever played your music for a public audience?"

He had to actually think about what he considered public, but then he did drink. “I think I’m finally hitting tipsy properly.”

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He found himself blinking again, briefly unable to muster words, and noting with fascinated detachment that perhaps this was what ‘flabbergasted’ felt like.  Urgent curiosity battled briefly with his determination to continue the game.  “I…have you ever—other two?”

Curiosity won.

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He felt a faint smile touch his lips at the reaction, charmed by it. “Just so. Hiruzen and Kagami and I had one… decidedly eventful evening and I was the only one in proper possession of the events. Kagami was never even aware at all, given I dealt with it without informing him after he announced his engagement.”

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"Did you mean to strengthen bonds between your clans with this marriage?  Or was it for...sentimental reasons?”  He understood it had been a ‘drunken mishap’ in Danzo's own words, but he was terribly curious as to how and why the topic had even been broached, over alcohol or otherwise. 

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The little gust of Danzo’s breath against his skin, against the damp ink, had his hands tightening involuntarily in his lap; it took conscious thought to relax them again.  He breathed deeply, turned his head enough to glance back over his shoulder.  “Will it make your job more difficult if I lie on the floor?“

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He considered this, then considered his age and the state of himself. “If you wish to stretch out, go to the bedroom. I’ll be along as soon as I gather the items I have here.” He tilted his head toward them.

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Had he been less distracted he might have offered to help; as it was he simply nodded, rose, went as instructed.  He deliberated briefly over removing his pants, as he'd neither asked nor been given any indication to do so; he decided for it, stretching out across Danzo's bed face down and fully nude.  Perhaps the original plan had only included his back, but Danzo could consider this an invitation to broaden its scope.

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He paused in the middle of opening his pants, aware that he was half undressed and Danzo was not. Certainly sex was generally accomplished without clothing, but if he was perhaps being too hasty—

He straightened up, hands still poised to push his trousers down. “No, Danzo-sama. But…what should I be doing, if not undressing?”

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“No, by all means continue with that.” He waved his free hand, then moved to set the bottle down so that his hands were free to find the ties and buttons of his own attire. It was easy enough to get in and out of on purpose. “It was merely the bottle that drew my curiosity. It’s not needed yet.”

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A quick nod, and he continued on with removing his pants, folding them loosely and setting them atop the rest.  His eyes went back to Danzo, watching him with unabashed interest, but he was not quite certain what he ought to be doing next.

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"Are you going to come rescue me…?"

“Do you really think I would?”

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“I’m glad my pain amuses you.” His expression was one that Shin usually termed his ‘thoroughly underwhelmed’ face; hopefully it came through in his tone. “I am grateful, however, that I don’t need to blend into this world as a matter of day to day existence. I much prefer my own life.”

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“Are you truly? It almost doesn’t sound as though you are.” He paused, tone softening. “Though it makes me curious how you intend to continue these studies if they displease you so greatly.”

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“Learning their ways well enough to disappear among them is an art of its own.” He glanced around, making sure he was still isolated enough to keep from being overheard. “I am enjoying the challenge,rest assured.”

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“By all means then. Still. You should be careful with your rescue requests lest they become successful.” He shook his head, knowing it would go unseen. “You are one of my favorites.”

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“Yes, I'm aware.”  His tone carried the hint of a smirk as he checked his watch again.  “Oh, and also, you were right about the beard.  It's a very effective way to add age to my appearance; no one has looked askance at me for my youth.  But it still itches.”

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The action caught him off guard, given that he couldn’t recall a time the younger man had made contact in this fashion where he wasn’t being attacked. Usually he was… gentle at expressing his affection, but there was nothing in his hold that implied danger, and he gave him a look that was questioning… but far from a protest.

This...was not what he had intended.  He was meant to be reporting in from his latest assignment, not...assaulting Danzo.  A debriefing would still be prudent, as it would help explain the state he was in, but Danzo’s presence had swiftly become overwhelming and he needed---he needed---

And he was moving again without conscious thought, angling in to kiss the other fiercely, still pinning him up against the wall.

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He nodded, after considering for a moment; he’d never had an outing with Uncle Torifu before, which sounded fun.  “I’ll behave,” he agreed, looking around, clearly searching for something, before twisting to look back up at Torifu hopefully.  “I can make a list too?”  Not that he could read or write much more than his own name yet, but ‘making a list’ kind of looked a lot like drawing, and he liked drawing.

“You want to make a list?”

He hadn’t expected that but still glanced around for a spare pencil, soon enough finding one and handing it to the boy. The pencil was quickly followed by a clean sheet of paper, placed on the table.

“There you are. Now, I should warn you that since I normally live alone, I don’t usually get much when I go to buy food, so I may not be picking up a lot. Now, having said that, if there’s something you want, tell me and I’ll write it down. I won’t promise anything, but I’ll see what I can do.”

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He'd put pencil to paper as soon as they were given to him, but paused at the idea of choosing something to buy.  "Blueberries," he decided, after thinking it over, and then went back to making his 'list'---which consisted of his name at the top and a series of swirly, scribbly designs underneath.

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my opinion on;

character in general: I originally disliked Sai because I was an idiot, and now I really like Sai because, well. I have apparently grown past that form of stupidity. He’s a great character - for angst, for comedy, to use as a foil to other characters. I love him.how they play them: Your writing style for Sai fits very well, I think. The language you use for his speech is always interesting to read. And honestly, even if you haven’t RP’d him for awhile, you’ve shown in your fics that you have an AMAZING grasp on his character. Once your muse kicks up again in full force it will be amazing. the mun: You are… fantastic. Honestly. I really appreciate our conversations, however sparse they are, because you’ve always offered me something I’ve never considered. And compliments from you really do mean a lot, considering I’ve read a lot of your old threads for Anko and loved them.

do i;

follow them: Yes! rp with them: Through asks mostly, but now that my muse is back, LET’S GET THIS SHIT STARTED. want to rp with them: Holy shit so much. ship their character with mine: Not in the slightest. But someone convince her to write a Tenzo for me to RP with. Actually, eh. MAYBE. I don’t know. I’m not inclined to, but I love your writing, and you’re one of those people who I’d be like… ‘I’ll consider it’ for. 

what is my;

overall opinion: Oh man, TJ. I have so many good things to say about you. Firstly, I love your main blog, and it is a source of joy for me every day. I love your writing. I really, really do. Hell, I don’t even ship half of what you write, but I’ve read everything you have on AO3 for Naruto because I enjoy the way you throw words together that much.

I love your Anko. She’s a gift. The language you attribute to her, and the emotions – you show a side of her I fail to show, and it makes reading her so, so interesting, something I will forever enjoy. 

**Note: Mun’s answer are all to be completely honest. Don’t send url if you don’t want brutal honesty.

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He followed him with his eyes first, before anything, lingering in the door before trailing after him, clearly more than slightly intent on him as he slipped after him. It was interesting, watching how the younger man would accord himself.

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The tool pouches went next, set aside with his shirts, but not before he retrieved the oil he’d been instructed to bring. He held it out as Danzo approached, silent and keyed up under the weight of the other’s gaze.

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He moved forward, collecting the bottle to examine, though his gaze kept flicking to where the younger man was stripping, unable to really help watching him. Not that he was trying not to, but there was staring and appreciating, and then there was wondering at exactly how one was supposed to approach the matter when they hadn’t had sex in… a rather long time.

Still, there was something just a bit amusing about how eager the other was. It reminded him he was young too. “I do hope you aren’t in a hurry?”

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He paused in the middle of opening his pants, aware that he was half undressed and Danzo was not. Certainly sex was generally accomplished without clothing, but if he was perhaps being too hasty---

He straightened up, hands still poised to push his trousers down. "No, Danzo-sama. But...what should I be doing, if not undressing?"

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"Are you going to come rescue me…?"

“Do you really think I would?”

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“I’m glad my pain amuses you.” His expression was one that Shin usually termed his ‘thoroughly underwhelmed’ face; hopefully it came through in his tone. “I am grateful, however, that I don’t need to blend into this world as a matter of day to day existence. I much prefer my own life.”

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“Are you truly? It almost doesn’t sound as though you are.” He paused, tone softening. “Though it makes me curious how you intend to continue these studies if they displease you so greatly.”

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"Learning their ways well enough to disappear among them is an art of its own." He glanced around, making sure he was still isolated enough to keep from being overheard. "I am enjoying the challenge,rest assured."

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He paused at the question, but only for a breath and no longer, with his fingers finishing the line he was on with a flick of his wrist. He didn’t stop either, instead just wetting the brush with fresh ink and moving to a new spot.

“It was always a possibility. Does that bother you?”

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“No.”  He gave a very slight shake of his still-bowed head, reassured that it was not an inappropriate reaction and content to let Danzo continue.  The brush traced a path that raised the fine hairs on the back of his neck and he shivered minutely, gooseflesh rippling down his spine now as well.

It was not an immediate or pressing sort of arousal, even, not the insistent urge for satiation; if anything, what he really wanted was to shed his remaining clothing and lie out on the floor, to offer the rest of his body as Danzo’s canvas as well.

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He noticed the way Sai seemed to be fighting the urge to slump over and into the attention, the tiny tremble in his body in the wake of the brush. It was fascinating, if he were honest with himself, and he carefully lifted the brush away, leaning down to blow over the ink. “If you wish to rearrange, do so before I start the next part.

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The little gust of Danzo’s breath against his skin, against the damp ink, had his hands tightening involuntarily in his lap; it took conscious thought to relax them again.  He breathed deeply, turned his head enough to glance back over his shoulder.  “Will it make your job more difficult if I lie on the floor?"

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"Have you ever played your music for a public audience?"

He had to actually think about what he considered public, but then he did drink. “I think I’m finally hitting tipsy properly.”

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He actually smiled at that, though it was humorless, and he took another drink, then reached to refill his glass. “Just so.”

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The refill indicated willingness to continue, but he would be mindful all the same. “Have you ever shared this ‘mishap’ with others? Besides those involved?”

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“No, actually. Of those involved, for a time I was the only one who was even… fully aware of the situation. It only came up when the other two came time to marry.”

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He found himself blinking again, briefly unable to muster words, and noting with fascinated detachment that perhaps this was what ‘flabbergasted’ felt like.  Urgent curiosity battled briefly with his determination to continue the game.  “I…have you ever—other two?”

Curiosity won.

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Send (ू• ౪•ू ) to touch my muse’s cheeks and squoosh them.

Turning his attention to what he first thought were sounds of distress, he was surprised to not be met with the sight of a fussy child, but instead hands. On his face.

Ones that appeared to be preoccupied with trying to squish his face.

“I suppose this is a fate that no Akimichi ever escapes… Tell me, are you this nosy and touchy-feely when you’re at home?”

He didn’t really expect an answer to begin with, so he wasn’t particularly surprised when one wasn’t given, gently taking the boy’s hands away from his face in favour of lifting him up to sit on his lap.

(He only had one chair. If there was another, then he’d certainly have allowed the boy to sit on that instead.)

“You see,” he began. “I’m not doing anything exciting right now, just trying to make a list for myself when I go grocery shopping soon.”

He paused to glance down, cocking his head to one side.

“Since I trust that you’d behave, would you like to join me?”

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He nodded, after considering for a moment; he’d never had an outing with Uncle Torifu before, which sounded fun.  “I’ll behave,” he agreed, looking around, clearly searching for something, before twisting to look back up at Torifu hopefully.  “I can make a list too?”  Not that he could read or write much more than his own name yet, but ‘making a list’ kind of looked a lot like drawing, and he liked drawing.