Konohagakure's Kakashi Hatake & Nina Sarutobi have only lived & prepared to die by the Shinobi rules.
Amid an intensive investigation into a spate of mysterious deaths, a birthday party for the elusive Copy-Nin sets off a chain reaction no one quite...
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(Friday> September 19> Inn on the Border of Konohagakure & Amegakure > Inn's Restaurant)
~Nina~
Nina attempted to dissuade her mind from hyper-fixating on their recent run-in by stuffing the last steamed dumpling into her mouth. This mission's beginning was so much rougher than she'd expected. Pushing the empty plate to the side, she poured herself a green tea.
There was no bitter backstory that could make Nina feel bad for Deidara.
Nope.
He was a genuine sociopath, killing people because he wanted to.
~Kakashi~
Kakashi slid a beige envelope across the table's surface towards his mission partner. Tsunade had tasked him with 'looking after' Nina because she'd proven incapable and unwilling to care for herself. So, when one of the Inn's clerks had knocked on the door of their room offering a range of massage services, he hadn't hesitated in making the necessary arrangements.
Since Nina's mind was elsewhere, Kakashi reached out for her hand. "The most important part of this mission is total relaxation," he said, placing the card in her upturned palm.
"That's fundamentally impossible with who I am," Nina quipped, setting down her cup of green tea. She held up the envelope with her elbow on the table, "And this is?"
"A solution," Kakashi replied.
~Nina~
Nina almost missed the way Kakashi had always been at arm's length before this mission. Even without touching her, he'd found a way to torture her with his closeness. Her overactive mind spun into overdrive.
As a part of unsavoury missions, Nina learned to graciously accept gifts ranging from an outlandishly priced jewellery set to erotic lingerie ensembles. All of which came with the expectancy that she'd repay the gifter with acts of sexual gratification.
Does Hatake expect something of that nature in return for this massage voucher?
"Thank you," Nina said, sleeving the voucher back into the envelope.
Her stomach twisted into a nervous knot. Kakashi had never shown himself to be the type of guy who'd treat her that way.
Could he?
The Copy-Nin's dirty laundry wasn't exclusive to Konoha's rumour mill. Nina had heard anything from questionable hearsay to slanderous campaigns across the Five Great Nations.
Fuck that.
She trusted her ability to read people much more. There was no questioning that Kakashi was a man who knew how to get what he wanted, but just how far did that get him when it came to...?
