She rolls her eyes as the redhead motion's her over.
She was perfectly fine where she was, content even.
But whatever that redheaded devil wanted, he got.
Suppressing a cough, she closes the gap, leaning her
bony back against his chest. Instinctually, she lifted her
head up just a fraction, allowing his calloused hand to
wrap around the column of her throat. Her eyes widened
just a fraction when she heard Haku mention her as his
other half, nearly choking on her breath. It wasn't the first
time their friendship had been misconstrued.
His hands found her pretty little throat, fingers twitching
around the skin. He wants to light up a cigarette so bad,
to just inhales the nicotine and menthol, but Haku doesn't
like it. And since Haku knew Zabuza, he won't dare light
up near him. Zabuza was the redhead's idol. That man
was the very inspiration that caused him to be so cruel;
that and his family genes. Leaning against Nonahara, he
grinned when Haku mentioned his Sickling being his other half.
"We're just close teammate's, Princess. You're always
number one in my book." he winked, momentarily going
blind for a moment.
"Yeah; I've been great. Other than the heartbreak of not
being near you~
Hara's gotten her cough almost under control."