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Uchiha Shisui | Naruto| Konohagakure

[shunshinoshishi]

It never ceased to bring a smile to his lips when the terrain changed and the clumps of trees became thicker. It meant only one thing: the gates of Konoha were near.

It felt good to return home. Not that he was going to be promised any down time or vacation, but there was something about actually marching up to the entrance of that beloved village than keeping her at heart when fighting for her elsewhere.

Shisui identified himself at the gates, passed the security checkpoints, and, having done the needful, made a bee-line to the Hokage's office. Hands in his pockets, he was walking slower than usual, sniffing out the smell of a brand new tea shop nearby. Now that's one place he was going to have to try soon.

But first, he was going to have to report to the Hokage. And then he was going to need a shower. A nice long one if the fact that the girls weren't sending him their usual coy smiles were any indication. He also wondered what his genin was up to. It had been a while, and he was going to have to figure out how she'd fared on her own for a month. If she'd been slacking, then there would be words.

He doubted it, though.

Either way, he figured he'd find out soon enough. He did have something planned for the two of them after all.

[thebestuchiha]

Obito looked up the moment that someone came in, and a moment of tension eased quickly out of his shoulders. This month had been hectic, but so far, not in a terribly bad way, all told. It was good to see his cousin home. Then again, that applied to about half of everyone in the general village of his age so...

Not the point really. "Shisui. You look to be in good shape, no injuries I trust?"

[shunshinoshishi]

The Hokage earned a raised eyebrow for that tense moment, though. "I still have both my eyes," he mumbled. That was mostly what everyone seemed to care about, usually. "No injuries," he confirmed soon afterwards. "Just stopped by to report that things went well, as planned. No complications." He'd provide a written report later, of course, and save any further details for when he was asked specifically.

But that eyebrow remained raised, as if to ask Obito if things were alright.

He also wanted to ask him about a cat, but that could wait--

[thebestuchiha]

"...You missed a rather chaotic month Shisui. Two clan heads beating down my door if you must know. One of them being Fugaku. The other Hiashi. United." His lips turned up wryly. "And then more recently I was out of the village and have been dealing with the uprisings in the politicians that always causes. Trust me when I tell you that the tension was not unwarranted." He shook his head at him, leaning back in his chair.

"And you, don't answer about your health like that again. I only care about your eyes because they're attached to you, not because of what they can do. I value my people more than that."

[shunshinoshishi]

The mention of Fugaku sent a shadow across Shisui's face, and he tried to force the awkward tension in his throat slowly back down where it came from, but to no avail. "I see." He paused, considering whether or not he ought to inquire as to the nature of the joint visit, and decided, eventually, that he would. "...What did they want?" After all, why would Obito leave him hanging with only half the information? That was rude.

His shoulders slumped just a little at the mention of being valued for more than just his eyes. "That's... going to take some getting used to." It was murmured, and Shisui averted his gaze to Obito's desk.

And, finding the need to change the topic from himself to something else, he quickly added: "I've been meaning to ask. Do you know of anyone with a spoiled brat of a cat who's escaped into the streets for the millionth time?" There was just that one lady with that old cat; he was hoping it'd be a yes so he could get Ami to train... Sort of like her first real mission.

[thebestuchiha]

"Yes on the cat, you have a choice of feral, lost, or escaped." He paused, then addressed his first question he'd been asked in that little flurry, heaving a sigh. "While you were gone there was a bit of a.... crossover of missions that got Itachi, Sasuke and Hinata hurt. I've had the elders after me on Milani-san's behalf as well I'm afraid. They're not as bad as the other two though."

[shunshinoshishi]

"Something cute but deceptive. Escaped, perhaps?"

But he cocked an eyebrow at the bit of information that followed. Fugaku and Hiashi at the Hokage's door because their children were hurt on missions? "Since when did the children of clan leaders find themselves exempt from the fate the rest of the shinobi world embraces readily?" Had they really gotten so soft? Or--? Shisui eyed Obito closely, almost frowning. "How badly injured?" And under what circumstances? That last bit wasn't voiced, though it was apparent in the suspicious stare he was giving his older cousin.

[thebestuchiha]

He started fishing for the escapee D-rank. If he understood correctly the cat in question was an untrained nin-cat someone had found as a kitten.

"Since they started getting in over their heads it seems. Itachi's ended up with broken hands, the Milani clan head was barely saved from lethal poison, and Hinata wasn't exactly in good shape herself. Sasuke came out the best of it, but apparently Fugaku took exception to his sons both being injured in the same situation, which happened to... have misinformation about it."

He offered him the scroll. "There's been an unfortunate amount of that going around."

[shunshinoshishi]

Shisui couldn't stop his palm from finding his face, shaking his head behind it-- mostly at his cousins. All of them, including the one standing right in front of him. The one supposed to be wearing the large and ugly hat.

He had to slide his fingers just low enough so that his view was unhindered when he stared at Obito, deadpan. "Itachi-- broken hands?!" He wasn't even going to ask what Itachi had been up to in order to get himself broken hands. That wasn't a very common injury, so he might had to have gone and done something ridiculous, Shisui surmised.

It wasn't often that Shisui got to call Itachi an idiot, but this time he was tempted to. And yet he wasn't sure if this was a result of torture or rescue or just plain old daredevilry, so he refrained from getting himself even more agitated over the state of his best friend's health. "What was he thinking? What-- Obito-n--" Shisui paused, shaking his head once while he cleared his throat, changing gears. "Hokage-sama." Ah, still not used to referring to his cousin by his formal title.

"Tell me it wasn't Sasuke trying to show off in front of his big brother and Itachi had to risk everything to rescue him." Shisui's tone was almost pleading. --Because once upon a time he remembered Sasuke being so very competitive.

Last time he checked, he didn't think that much had changed...

He moved to accept the scroll from the other man, swiftly glancing over its contents. That will do. The ninja cat, that is.

But once again, he turned his attention to Obito, eyebrow raised while he rolled the scroll back up. "A lot of misinformation?" He sounded almost exasperated. He sounded almost accusing, too. How could you let this happen? "Has anything been done to address it?" Shisui was almost willing to accept the task of introducing some form of 're-education' to set things right if this was beginning to become a habit. To a veteran of the Third Shinobi War, this behavior was unacceptable. And being an Uchiha and having lived through hostile years and harbored vivid memories of injustice, Shisui worried. He worried for Obito, for them all.

This... clearly wasn't what he was expecting to hear upon arrival.

[thebestuchiha]

"No, it was Itachi crossing missions after Sasuke's was revealed to have nin, which weren't supposed to be there, and high ranked ones at that." He was quiet a beat, looking at Shisui very seriously, expression turning solemn. Usually, he'd correct one of his cousins using his title, but a lot of bad things were starting to stir in the world these days, and he was having to work doubletime to check up on the treaties because of it.

"From what I understand, one of the combatants was a man that had long black hair and summoned snakes on the team." He had no doubt that Shisui would see how bad of a picture those facts painted. "As for the information problems... it's not inside the village. All intelligence personnel have been gone over recently. It's the missions themselves, they're being misrepresented by the clients more often, and I've started to send out people to see if this is a coordinated effort to thin the ranks."

[shunshinoshishi]

Shisui's agitation was evident. He almost looked guilty at the news. He'd been overprotective at one point, but hadn't really gone that far. Shisui said nothing to Obito, determined to talk to Itachi about things. Eventually. No, soon, actually. As soon as he would be done with Ami's mission. Mollycoddling was just plain ol' disrespectful.

Shisui stiffened, his eyes flashing danger at Obito's description of said combatant. "Could it be..." Orochimaru. He dared not utter the name, as if doing so would empower the bearer of it. But he seethed at the possibility of it being the man himself. Traitor.

And worse: the man saw them as mere experiments. A means to an end.

Perhaps he could forgive Itachi for intervening. Should Orochimaru get a hold of the Sharingan, then...

"You think they're trying to lure us out?" That-- was a double-edged sword. And immediately, Shisui connected dots to start worrying about a related issue: "Where is Kushina-san at the moment?" Not that he doubted her abilities, or Minato's, to defend herself, but there was something very unsettling about the whole thing.

Shisui... worried.

[thebestuchiha]

He was glad that Shisui was one of those cousins who saw the bigger picture, because he needed those people right now. Too many were focused on the little issues, and that just made smoothing things over to seem like business as usual more difficult for him in the end.

But that was what a Hokage did. He made sure his people felt secure.

Even if that might not be true.

"It's very possible." It was a murmur, and he let out a soft sigh. "At the moment, Kushina-nee is in Uzushio, dealing with a few things that came up over getting some of her newest nin settled."

[thelittleprincess]

By and large, Ami had spent most of the month her instructor was away for either at home or at the training grounds, with the occasional trip to the library. her lack of friends her own age was an asset in this case, she firmly believed, as it allowed her to focus fully on practicing taijutsu stances and her aim with different weaponry. Granted, she hadn't been able to get in a real spar for the same reason, but she was satisfied with her overall progress, and threw herself even more into her self-study.

She had, several times, felt her stomach begin to knot in worry when another day went by and Shisui still did not return, but she sternly told herself to grow up; she was a shinobi, now, and shinobi shouldn't wring their hands over not knowing exactly how long a mission above their pay grade would take. Her teacher was strong, and capable, and he'd be fine, and either way worrying about him wouldn't bring him home any faster.

...she did wish, however, that she had worked up the nerve to give him the omamori she had made and gotten blessed for him before he left. But she could give it to him with the Valentine's Day gift he had missed as well when he returned, so she forced herself not to think of that either.

Still, all her self-scoldings and discipline didn't stop her face, or what could be seen of it from above her high collar, from lighting up when she finally saw him again, emerging from the Hokage's Tower. She hastily paid for the meat buns that would be her lunch and hopped off the high stool she had been waiting on, darting through the normal crowds to get to his side.

"Welcome home, Uchiha-sensei!" It was, perhaps, more enthusiastic than anything else he had heard from her so far, barring the times when her temper got the best of her. But her green eyes were bright, her long hair was still sticking to her temples and cheeks with sweat, and to the trained eye the after-effects of a vigorous work-out were easy to pick out. So perhaps the happy glow about her was from a post-training endorphin rush.

[shunshinoshishi]

Had he known that she had been planning on giving him gifts, he would have gotten her some (and stayed away for longer than a month just trying to figure out what to get her). It was going to be awkward in the event she did present those to him, if she did. He honestly had no idea what twelve year old girls liked, and he figured it was still too early to gauge what sort of weapon she'd most likely be able to turn into her very own signature weapon for him to even purchase or make something similar.

Shisui sensed her before he spotted her, though, and his lips parted in a brilliant smile. He was happy to see her, and perhaps even happier to see that she'd been working out in his absence.

"Ohayou, Ami!" He had an open envelope in his hand that he didn't necessarily address yet. "Thank you. How have you been? Working hard, I hope?"

[thelittleprincess]

"Yes." She nodded, a trace of pride flickering across her face. "I've managed to increase my long-distance projectile range and cut down two seconds on my time between replacements since you left." Among other things, yes, but who could blame her for wanting to deliver the most useful results first? After a moment she added, "Uchiha-senpai was kind enough to help me with the former." She actually smiled at that—it was small, and very brief, but a smile nonetheless—as it had been a nice interruption to her normal solitude.

After a moment she fidgeted, then slowly shifted the large take-away bag in her arms. The motion was a little shy, very uncertain, and her eyes lowered to the ground. "Um. I...was going to have lunch. Did...are you..." Her voice quieted a little. She wasn't used to issuing invitations like this. "Would you like...to eat with me?" Her eyes flickered to the envelop. "If you aren't busy, I mean. You only just got back, so..."

He probably had other things to take care of, after his long absence.

[shunshinoshishi]

There was approval in his expression, and the smile never wavered. "Itachi, really? You'll have to show me sometime." Shisui was grateful for his friend for doing so, though, and made a mental note of it to thank him in person. But he turned his attention to Ami again, still smiling. "What's your furthest, so far?" He was genuinely interested, and to be honest, a perhaps a little impatient than he let on to witness these improvements that she spoke of.

What came next, however, Shisui had not been expecting at all. The smile faded when he saw those big eyes downcast, and he peered curiously at the bag she held. But-- ah. She was offering to treat him to lunch?! Didn't this kind of thing usually work the other way round, with sensei paying for student? But he considered the offer seriously, weighing the pros and cons of accepting or declining the invitation.

Eventually, he decided that he'd accept, not really wanting to hurt her feelings or make it any more awkward. "Is it lunchtime already?" Small talk to dissipate the awkwardness. "Sure, why not?" Holding up the envelope, he flashed her a smile again. "Perhaps I can brief you on our first mission together while we eat, then? And afterwards, I'll pay for dinner."

Shisui watched and waited, wanting to see what kind of response he'd get from her at the news. This mission was, after all, long overdue. The fact that it was partly his responsibility to ensure that his genin were exposed to a variety of missions that would give them plenty of experience and motivation to hone their skills didn't escape him either.

[thelittleprincess]

"For marksmanship, I can manage about ninety feet," she reported, before biting her lip and admitting, "...with a few inches of deviation from the target. But at eighty I'm absolutely accurate!" Given that sixty-four had been her previous best, that alone spoke of how hard she had tried to reach a goal he could be proud of on her own. Itachi had definitely helped.

She relaxed a little at his acceptance, a pleased look entering her eyes. If she grinned, it was hidden resolutely behind her high collar, but the next words from his mouth saw her features contort into an expression of unguarded, blatant excitement. "A mission? Really? Are we painting anything, or going shopping, or babysitting?" Given that her aunt's family was both civilian and wealthy enough to afford D-Ranked missions, and that the woman herself remembered her brother's genin days, Ami had no illusions of grandeur pertaining to what lay ahead of her.

It didn't dampen her enthusiasm, however; her first mission was a gateway to her second, and third, and if she did well Shisui might consider more important missions later. She actually bounced on the balls of her feet until, until a thought caught and froze her. She looked up at her teacher, green eyes shining with worry. "If we're dealing with clients directly, we definitely need to shower, don't we?"

Was there time?

[shunshinoshishi]

Shisui nodded. Ninety feet, give or take, was a remarkable improvement from sixty four. He was quite impressed; she'd been working really hard in his absence.

And as he watched her expression change at the news of a mission, Shisui couldn't help but grin himself. He resisted the urge to chuckle, though. "A runaway," he informed her. "Merely returning an individual to their family." Shisui began to turn with the intention of walking in the direction of a more quieter area so that they could sit and have their lunch while discussing the details of their mission. Of course, Shisui wasn't given her any indication that said individual was not human. In fact, he planned to draw it out for as long as possible, have her believe it was a strange-looking human individual they were after.

Why?

Because Shisui was just curious to find her reaction to the discovery that their target was a spoiled old cat.

But Ami was right. Her first mission would be a gateway to the ones that came after it. And then, just as he was about to take a step towards a bench he'd spotted in the near distance, she mentioned that they just might have to shower. Shisui's expression changed for one that was flustered, and, on instinct, found himself sniffing himself-- Only to stop when he realized what he was doing. "...Is it that bad, really?"

[thelittleprincess]

"Your hair looks like seaweed," Ami delivered bluntly, but perhaps not unkindly. "Limp and oily." After a moment to let that harsh verdict sink in, she continued, working her little legs to keep up with his pace. "You don't...reek or anything, Sensei, but we're supposed to treat all our clientele with respect, right? Because how we present ourselves reflects back on the village as a whole."

She paused, almost as though waiting for the hope that she was done to blossom since more.

"Also, you have have mud stains on the seat of your pants." Admittedly that was very hard for somebody who wasn't trained to pick out little details or raised in a textile shop to notice against the dark material. He had tried, from what she could see, to wash it out but likely hadn't had a steady supply of detergent readily available.

[shunshinoshishi]

Shisui flinched at the blunt descriptor, and his hand immediately went to his hair to test the truth of such a statement. His curls weren't as soft as they used to be-- and sure, they were somewhat slick. Slick with sweat. Well, not really slick, but damp, perhaps. The corners of his mouth curved downwards as he figured out another reason why the ladies weren't necessarily looking his way this morning.

Oh well.

"I-- doubt this particular client would care what we smell like..." That he didn't reek was good news, but Shisui was suddenly extremely self conscious now. It was a good thing Ami was so short, he thought, because she wasn't exactly in the vicinity of his upper body and--

Oi.

"Stop staring at my ass, Ami, we have work to do." With that, he picked up his pace, longer strides covering the distance to the bench much faster as he stomped off, more embarrassed than annoyed.

[thelittleprincess]

Ami made an audible, gagging noise of disgust before she could really think twice. "That's gross, Sensei." She wrinkled her nose in revulsion, picking up her pace to match his quickened strides. "And if I wanted to stare at a guy's butt, I definitely wouldn't choose yours! It's all...flat, and...boring." Not that she found any other posteriors particularly scintillating, but the point stood. "And you need to take better care of your clothes."

She pulled ahead of her teacher with a haughty little sniff straight from basic kunoichi classes and placed the take-out bag on the bench before heaving herself up.

After a moment, she remembered the thermos of tea she had in her large messenger bag, and dug it free along with her canteen, which she held up. "Do you want to use this, or the cup?"

[shunshinoshishi]

And he almost entirely shed his embarrassment at her reaction. Shisui was chuckling, looking at her from over his shoulder till she walked past him to sit first on the bench. He joined her, reaching out to poke around the bag and catch a glimpse of what she had in there. Totally making himself at home.

"Well. Good to know you like boys with rounder bottoms~" Shisui sent her the briefest of winks, grinning.

A glance at the thermos and he remembered that new tea shop he'd passed on the way home. He was also suddenly reminded of how much he missed tea. "Whatever's fine." The grin finally faded into a soft smile, perhaps even grateful for offering food and drink. "Thank you." That probably was the second time he'd thanked her that afternoon.

"So how come you don't like boys?" Whatever happened to the briefing?

I should feel horrible for this... But I don't. :3

[abileunaspada]

Why didn't her uncle just do the damn errands himself and always asked her to do it?

An annoyed sigh let Adela as she lined up at what she knew to be his favourite dango stand, absently stretching her arms above her head before she looked around. That was about when she spotted the man, blinking a couple of times before shrugging. Definitely one of Senpai's cousins, he sort of had that look about him... Though, how closely related he was she had no idea.

Wait... Was that...

The overwhelming stench of body odor almost made her gag, leaving her stiff and just a little bug-eyed. Oh god. He must have just come back from mission or something, but he just reeked and she was definitely losing her appetite just from being near it. Oh god oh god oh god the sooner this guy went away the better. She actually hadn't thought someone's body odor could be so foul, but now that she's confronted with it it's a complete test of her endurance versus the smell.

One that she's afraid she might lose.

[shunshinoshishi]

Shisui noticed, but didn't - or couldn't - really say anything. Or do anything, for that matter. Ducking his head and avoiding any form of eye contact, he happened to quietly walk on by. He was avoiding people in general, focusing on just getting to the Hokage's office and then looking for Ami.

He'd been in the same clothes for more than a week. Out of necessity, obviously. And if anyone was going to point out the obvious to him, he was going to turn a deaf ear. There really wasn't anything he could do till he got to his apartment.

And he honestly didn't want to hang around the ladies today because-- yeah no. Not until he'd showered.

[abileunaspada]

She couldn't take it anymore. It felt pathetic for a kunoichi like her to not be able to stomach it, but she had to duck out of line and sit on a nearby bench to try and recover. Her stomach churned, caught between nausea and hunger as she tried to think of other things to clear her nose of the scent.

How was this even possible? "Damn that's bad..." Adela ended up mumbling to herself, unaware that her words might have been able to be picked up by whoever happened to be listening.