"How many times already had I encountered the painful lesson that although we may wish for the barb to be pulled from our flesh, it leaves a welt that doesn't heal?
Miomomo walked silently towards the Hokage's office. It unnerved her that Tsunade needed a 'dire' favor, that couldn't be asked within the company of others, but in private, behind closed doors. What could possibly be so important that it warranted total privacy? She took a deep breath and held her fist in the air.
"Come in." Tsunade's voice called out before she could even knock. She had been so nervous that it wavered the strength and hold of her chakra stealth. She opened the door and closed it behind her.
"You wanted to see me Lady Tsunade?" Miomomo said as politely as she could. Tsunade gave a sly smirk and nodded, gesturing for Miomomo to have a seat. "I rather stand." 'I'm much too nervous to sit without fidgeting excessively.' She said internally to herself. Tsunade nodded.
"Very well." She interlaced her fingers together and rested her chin upon them. "Miomomo, how confident are you in of geisha skills?" The question threw her off. It was certainly surprised her that Tsunade would ever ask about her lifestyle.
"Very confident." Miomomo answered with a smile.
"Good. I need you to use them."
"On who?"
"I'm going to share a piece of sensitive information that is not to leave these four walls, you understand me?" Miomomo gulped and nodded. "Konoha has hit a bit of a snag in the resources department." Tsunade sighed heavily and rose from her seat, looking out the window.
"What kind of resources, Lady Tsunade?"
"Metals, steel, things of that nature; we really don't have the money at the moment to afford these."
"And...?"
"...And there is a very well-endowed business man coming with the intentions of investing..." Miomomo bit her lip and looked down.
"Where do I come in, Lady Tsunade?"
"Well, he said he would like to check out the village before he makes any decisions, and to see if we're worth investing in." Miomomo sighed at Tsunade's blatant 'beating around the bush' line of answering.
"What exactly do you want?" She turned to meet Miomomo's deep blue eyed gaze.
"I want you to use your magic geisha powers and what-not and seduce him." Miomomo slammed a fist on the desk.
"That is not the geisha way; we do not peddle flesh, and we most certainly do not sell our bodies—we sell our talents, our knowledge, wisdom and art!"
"Yes, and you have the talent for seducing, the knowledge of how a man works, and have mastered the art...from what I hear." All the color drained from her face, but a faint blush rose to her cheeks. Miomomo stayed quiet; embarrassed and afraid of whatever Tsunade was referring to. "A little word of advice..." Tsunade started getting closer to Miomomo, a seriousness and dangerous edge to her voice. "If you don't want everyone to know about your little sexual rendezvous with the Kazekage; try and be a little quieter." She said haughtily.
"Very well; when and where?" Miomomo said quietly, feeling defeated, and above all, ashamed. Tsunade's serious demeanor left as soon as it had come.
"Doragon no chō; at seven."
"Fine." She said simple. Tsunade sighed.
"Look, I'm not asking you to open your legs for the guy; I just want you to show him a good time."
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The Geisha Way
Fanfiction"She paints her face to hide her face. Her eyes are deep water. It is not for Geisha to want. It is not for geisha to feel. Geisha is an artist of the floating world. She dances, she sings. She entertains you, whatever you want. The rest is shadows...
