#deadlyxcrows

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Affection

@deadlyxcrows

The blonde merely grinned before playfully nipping at Itachi’s neck. “Mmh, I just missed you~” He purred in response, kissing along the raven’s neck again, wanting to hear him hum again.

[hyugamatriarch-a-blog]

The ANBU was quite aware of the woman's arrival. Itachi was chosen to accompany the Huugya while she attended her business here. He stood tall as he greeted her at the door. "Morning, milady." He gives a small bow to her, and dark hues meet her gaze. "Need I introduce myself, or do you wish to make this visitation quick?"

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   Amaterasu’s eyes inspected the kid that was to accompany her, narrowing slightly at the fact that he was rather young.           “Morning.”   She spoke, her tone sounding much harsher than she intended as she closed her eyes for a moment, bowing ever so slightly to return the curtsey.            “Yes. I want to know who the person escorting in case there’s any complications within the day.”   Her eyes narrowed, crossing her arms and irritably tapping her finger on her arm.

[kusunokihime-a]

❦ - Changing clothes facing away, showing off their back.

[Show A Little Skin Meme ][ @deadlyxcrows ][ Accepting ]

     Grey eyes scanning the Uchiha’s chart, Ryū’s brow is slightly furrowed as she reads over his history. “Well…we’ll have to have a thorough look at your lungs…it looks as though you’ve had trouble with them before. Easiest way is through the back, if you’d…” Lifting her gaze, she sees him already doing away with the upper garment, and in spite of herself, a hint of color alights in her cheeks. There’s a myriad of scars along the lithe muscles of his back, which flex and relax as he moves.      Dropping back to the chart, Ryū turns slightly in an attempt to regather herself. “…I guess…you’re probably already used to this,” she mumbles in embarrassment. Of course he would be.

[super-kame-love]

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Aina has a particular way of changing clothes. Everything must come off first, before anything new goes on. Today, she is in her room–Mama and Papa’s old room–folding up every article of her work clothes and placing them in the basket. There’s a festival going on tonight and she’s going to wear Papa’s blue yukata for the occasion. 

(The family never had much in the way of fancy clothes, but what they did have was theirs.) 

Minori and Masa will be all right at home. Masa has already had her meal for the week, and she has left Minori a fresh bowl of water and a tasty salad of greens and pureed worms. 

She is completely bare and holding up the yukata in both hands when a tingle runs down her spine. The kind she may feel when someone is near even though she cannot see them. 

The bell on her door lightly tinkles to alert her of someone entering her house…which also happens to be her shop. A customer? 

Oops! She forgot to switch the sign on her door from “Open” to “Closed,” didn’t she? Aina doesn’t normally do that, forget things. Then again…she has been a little preoccupied, lately. 

Apart from the front and back doors, there are no other doors in the cottage. Mama and Papa never believed in doors over bedrooms or bathrooms. As such, she glances out into the main room and sees a fellow in black robes. 

Huh. Who could this be? She can’t explain why but something about him seems…familiar.

Aina presses the yukata to her chest. “Oops! Howdy, neighbor. I’m naked right now, but if you give me a minute to put my clothes on, I’ll be right out to help you.” 

She might as well. It’s rude to cast people out of your shop even if it’s after business hours. Maybe he really needs something fresh and healthy to eat?