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Yuji is going to probably attack Ketsu once she blows him in to ANBU. Azami is going to stay with Ketsu, inwardly swearing revenge. Yuji is going to be on the run, until he finally walks into the village with an interesting new ability and makes a good point.

We'll have to pick this up again tomorrow. Sorry to have kept missing you tonight. I must have the flu or something because I've been in and out of consciousness all night. PM is probably a good idea, lol.

As for Azami and Ketsu, probably a little bit of reluctant loving on Azami's part. All while she's thinking about Yuji, and he tries to come back for her. That sort of thing. Sort of a tainted love story.

((I've got to go for the night after this post. This is fun!  Oh, by the way, I'm working on a new The Next Guardian fic. I haven't touched the series in seven years, so I'm writing a special. More EkytXLinda is finally going to happen! I've also got a Resident Evil fic in the works.))

Azami had long mastered her body, so she let pleasure flow- enough to convince Ketsu that she was really into this. She noticed the kunoichi tactfully avoid giving any useful information. It was the sign of a pro to talk a lot but say nothing of importance. Kakashi was famous for it.

We're too evenly matched in this game. It won't get either of us anywhere. She doesn't seem to have it in for Yuji, but something tells me not to leave well enough alone.

"Well sweetie, here's the deal: I don't know your deal," said Azami. "But if you leave Yuji out of your plans, I'll let you have me. The samurai being captured, interrogated, and seduced by a kunoichi is Yuji's favorite game. The only question is- do you want to be the samurai, or the kunoichi? Yuji is naturally submissive, but I don't mind being on the bottom for a change..."

Why am I reacting like this?
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Yuji's clone heard what Azami said. It immediately destroyed itself. The knowledge flooded to the real Yuji, who stopped moving abruptly at the head of his class.

"Sensei, you are pale! Please, go lie down and I will finish class!"

Yuji nodded to Takeshi, managing a bow and a slight 'thank you' before he took off running.

No. I don't care if she's playing this girl. I trust Azami, but this other girl...no, this game is too dangerous! I can't let Azami do this! That girl has it in for me. If she wants me, she can have me!
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The door to the private room clattered open. Hakama-clad Yuji stood in the doorway, making an imposing sight with his sword at his hip.

"Thought I'd see how you girls were doing. Hope I didn't interrupt," he said, sitting down, his sword in plain sight next to him. "Azami, Takeshi-kun is ready for the next rank. I want to test him on Monday. Will you and Hitomi-chan be okay to run the tea house?"

Yuji touching Azami's leg with his, speaking to her through a genjutsu.
This girl is too dangerous. Besides, the thought of you and someone else...even for a mission...it's too painful. You're all I've got, Azami.
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Shikaku Nara made contact again. This time, he felt Ketsueki's agitation. He had interrupted something.
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Yuji perked up. When it came to genjutsu or the sensory arts, he was stronger than even Azami. He hadn't heard the message, but he 'felt' it, and he knew it had come from the Leaf. He stepped in front of Azami, his right hand poised hear his sword.

"Answer your message, unnamed kunoichi. I mean no harm to the Leaf. But if it's come to them trusting you over me, then I would say things are quite the opposite. What happens next all hinges on you..." 

Yuji took the few seconds Azami bought him to size up the new customer. Both he and Azami had recognized the chakra pattern the person emitted. It was faint; controlled. But familiar enough.

That girl with the herbs...interesting kunoichi act she's pulling all of a sudden. If she doesn't want me to know it's her, then maybe I should play along.

Yuji walked over, bowing to his customer.
"Hello. Are there any recommendations I can make for you, miss? Forgive me if you're one of my regulars and I haven't recognized you. I'm afraid I'm a bit preoccuppied..."

Let her think I'm a fool for now. Like I haven't noticed by now she's the pick pocket. Let's see how she reacts.
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Shikaku Nara ran a hand through his hair. He really didn't want to do this. But he believed in Naruto, yet at the same time knew how naive the boy could be.

"ANBU...I need to send a telepathic message. Give me Hiroshi for this one," said Shikaku, taking a seat and waiting for the sensory type to show up.

Yuji...I still consider you a friend. But I have to protect this village first. I'll give you a chance...

Hiroshi came and took his place behind Shikaku. He made a series of handsigns, establishing a mental link with Shikaku. Shikaku then directed his thoughts to Ketsueki Tama, an established assassin and spy with no direct link to the village. He transmitted his identification code, then this orders:
Observe former candidate Yuji Itou. If he seems intent on harming the Leaf or it's people in any way, terminate him.

((I understand. It makes sense for me to play the other role. And I will try with this girl! I always joked about meeting a 'Kendo Princess'- how funny it would be if it actually happened! btw, I'll be sending you the inspiration for Yuji's new psuedo-villain side. Yuji talks like him when he's running the tea house, and also dresses like him, though their personalities are different. At 1:30 of this vid you can see and hear him http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YfoUa82JmkM ))

Ketsu raised a brow at Yuji's subtle fishing. She had thought she had felt something plucking at her chakra. By now he probably knew who she was. He had done the same pass over of her chakra when he had come to personally pick up the herbs for his teashop. Ketsu smirked under her mask. Clever boy. He was a lot more perceptive than she had first thought. He defininitely was the kind she would go for. No wonder he kept such dangerous company as the waitress in the black dress.

Ketsu pointed at the tea Yuji had placed the note of suggetion by and said nothing. For now she would forgo the fact that they were on to one another. It was irrelivant for the moment. She wanted to see how far he would play it out. Test his dedication to the game they were playing. She could already tell he was no stranger to it.

Ketsu pointed at a more "Private booth" behind a set of sliding paper doors and walked over to it removing her sandles before climbing into the booth and settling on one of the cushion. She motioned to the subnote on the bottom of the menu which stated all teas were available for a private tea ceremony. She wondered if the request would put him off any seeing as she doubted he would wish to be alone with her.

Ketsu was settling onto the cushion in traditional fashion when she winced. A voice, official but drawling rang in her head. It was Shikaku Nara her contact in the ANBU. She hated when he communicated in this way. She listened with a bemused smile as she heard her orders. Hmmm. so here urges had been correct. They had gotten her close to a mark without much work. All she needed now was her reconisance and she was in perfect position for that.

((Thanks. That guy is one of those awesome villains that you just can't totally hate. As for me...it would be nice to meet this girl, or one like her at least. That name is perfect for your assassin! I didn't look it up until just now. It fits really well!))

Yuji murmured 'excellent choice', noting she had chosen a variety of green tea that came from a southern island. Very good, very rich. Less of an earthy taste than the north teas, but this still went well with dango. Perhaps a complimentary side.

Since we're such good friends...

When she pointed to the tea ceremony, Yuji grimaced inwardly. Damn, already she's making a move like this? On the upside, she's drinking the tea, not me. Still, best to prepare counter-measures. I don't know why she's playing this game, but we can eliminate one possibility...

Yuji called to Azami. The girl came without hesitation, her head cocked. He grabbed her and kissed her, making a point of practically sticking his tongue down her throat. Azami returned the favor, wishing that the kiss wasn't just for cover. She would have to make him pay for that later. Thankfully, they seemed to think the same way when it came to pain as pleasure. She smiled at him once his tongue wasn't in her mouth anymore.

"I need to perform a private tea ceremony. Would you mind watching the rest of the tea house? If things get busy, Hitomi-chan can work today."

Azami bowed lightly to Yuji, smirking a bit. Yuji grinned back, making sure she knew he meant the grin was for her and not cover. Then he returned to business.

If this girl is interested in me as a love interest, then we'll just nip that in the bud. If it's something else, then this won't deter her. Either way, I remove one possibility. 
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It took Yuji a moment to get dressed into his hakama and kimono. He carried his little bamboo tray of tea ceremony necessities.  Once he reached the booth, he bowed to Ketsueki, and began the ceremony in silence. After a moment, he looked up, smiling pleasantly.

"I don't speak unless spoken to while performing the ceremony. Please feel free to ask any questions, or make any comments. I just don't want you to think I'm ignoring you."

With that, Yuji began to work on the tea. He ground the leaves up, turning the bowl just so. He took up his next tool, wondering if she would break the silence. He had given her the option to talk or not, and also gave himself an excuse to stay quiet. The ball was in her court.

Ketsu kept her head bowed and her mask hidden as Yuji grimaced at her request for a private cerimony confriming her suspicion that indeed he knew what if not who she was. Yuji called over the woman in black...Azami he had called her. She would have to do some research on her before she made her call if she was to eliminate Yuji. She could be a threat. Ketsu pretended not to notice as Yuji made exagerated point to show he was claimed. Ketsu licked her lip under the mask trying to stay focused and keep her mind out of the gutter. she shifted her position slightly to hide her arousal at the display.

So Yuji was eliminating possibilities for her wanting to be alone with him. Well he had made his point clear though it meant little to her. Ketsu watched the two amused by the fact that only half of the little display was cover. The other was a true attration. Ketsu watched as Azami gave a smirk. She knew the kind. It meant that Yuji was in for a fun night if he survived their encounter.

Ketsu waited patiently as Yuji prepared for the ceremony. She knew the customs of the the ceremony and only nodded when Yuji state silence would be held on his part. Ktsu watched the cleansings and practiced care Yuji took with the Ceremony. She was impressed. Most teashops now a day did a sloppy job of the sacred ceremony. At the appropriate time she reached out palm up with her left hand accepting the tea. At the appropriate time she drank and as was her allowance nodded a compliment the tea. When the Ceremony was near it's end she drew out the wallet and and held it looking up revealing the silver plated mask and in a surprisingly unmuffled voice. You perform you  ceremonies well. The school of teas would be proud yuji Itou. I would say this back should cover the cost of the ceremony? Don't bother checking for the cash it has been put to good use. I didn't figure you would object.

Ketsu smiled under her mask. Now to business. let's see how much he know or is willing to let slip.

((Thanks! I always pick simple names for characters I use a lot. Just shorted to type 'Yuji' than 'Kimihiro'. Ketsu is a nice name anyway))

Yuji looked at the wallet, a mild smile on his face. The same smile had graced his face earlier, as Naruto was made Hokage.

"You did well to catch me with my guard down. Anger clouded my judgement. For that, I deserved to be robbed blind."

Yuji narrowed his eyes, so he was focusing only on the kunoichi in front of him.
"Now what business, I wonder, would an herb peddler have with my wallet? Not to mention this clandestine little meeting."

Yuji poured another cup of tea for her. "Come to think, I don't know your name, even though we've done business. It's okay if you don't want to tell me. It just makes conversation easier. Though, I admit..." Yuji said, pouring tea for himself now, knowing he wouldn't drink it, just in case he missed some sleight-of-hand trick that dropped poison in his tea, "...you hear things when you're a former Hokage's student. Things that are scary. The Foundation, for example. You don't strike me as the foundation type. But you ARE some sort of kunoichi. So my question is still 'what bussiness is there with me?'.

He sat back, his hand on his tea cup, his smile in place. He had softened his eyes, deciding not to buy a fight right now. It wasn't death he was afraid of; nor killing. He simply wanted to go on with his life, and it was best to just project that outright. Sometimes being honest saved your life. Other times, it bought you more trouble. Either way, honesty at this point wasn't the worst option.

Ketsu studied Yuji for a moment watching the careful way he calculated everything. She could almost see the gears in his head turning. The smile on his face wasn't one of pleasure or friendliness. It was more of a mask than she was wearing. She took a calcutaion of her own and with a mental shrug took to playing the game of seeing how many of the mans masks she could remove. She decided to go first and remove her own letting the small etched rain symbol on the brow of the mask catch the light seeing what reactions that would elicite. She noticed he was putting on the pretese of relaxing with the tea, but knew he hadn't touched a drop. Smart to be cautious. she could respect that. she herself had tipped in a neutralizing agent into her tea just before her first sip. I was a shame really seeing as the tea really was good and the neutralizing agent gave it an unpleasant bitterness.

ketsu set the mask down in the middle of the table as well as dropped enough of her blades on the table to give the appearance of disarming. She was far from defensless without her blades, but she was unsure whether he knew that She listened politely to him before answering him.

"What prompted my visit was actually ur wallet. I will admit i lifted it only for the reason of that you looked familiar and i couldn't my finger on why. Upon reading the badge in ur wallet i assumed i would come and see if there was any work to be had. I'm sure you know the kind i mean. You seem to be a smart man."

Ketsu lowered her hood and shook her hair out letting it fall gracefully down her shoulders and back. her bangs slipping down to cover her eyes a bit. "but seeing the company you keep and your shrewed playing of the game i don't think you probably need my skills."

Ketsu decided to throw in another curve ball and possibly throw him off a bit. Besides....she genuinely was curious. She smiled and raised a brow and motioned out of the booth towards the front of the store. "Tell me...your companion....Is she totally devoted to you alone or does she keep..other company at all? Female company perhaps?"

((That's alright. It makes Ketsu that much more kunoichi like. Definitely interesting. I look forward to her and Azami exchanging words!
I've got to go for tonight, but if you're around we can pick this up tomorrow. If not, we'll catch up soon. I'm having a great time so far. Hope you are, too :) ))

Yuji was careful not to react to the mask, but the rain mark hit a scar in his psyche. For a moment he flashed back to his proposed counter-offensive against the Rain.

When Master Jiraiya was killed, we should have struck and crushed the Rain. Why did we sit back and 'rest all our hopes on Naruto'.
No. Not now. Drop your guard, and this girl will be holding your head in her hand, not your wallet.

"Most people would say 'do I know you?' rather than pick off a wallet, but I suppose the kunoichi in you has to come out now and then. And if you've surmised what kind of man I am, you know that I don't assassinate unless necessary. Now, were I Hokage...I think you would have been hearing from me."

One mask gone, huh? Well then, how to play this...

Before he could decide, his guest asked him about Azami's sexual tendencies. Interesting route. Potentially a distraction. Yuji had pretended not to notice her little shift earlier, when he flat out kissed Azami. It was an easy decision to play the next card in his hand.

"It's more like I'm devoted to her. It might be MY tea house, but if we were to assign ownership...I would say she owns me. At least, that's what the whip marks on my back and the tattoo on the bottom of my feet say. She plays rough. You might be able to handle her. You're more than welcome to chat with her. She'll tell you things in better detail than I will."

His eyes still half-lidded, Yuji slowly began to clean up after the ceremony. He shook his head a little at the girl's cup.
"You know, I'm a bit shy," he said out of the blue. "The kunoichi used to think it was fun to tease me for it. In fact, someone figured out I had a crush on Sakura Haruno, the previous Hokage's apprentice. THe next thing I knew, she was poising me with paralysis agents, and then healing me, just to make me squirm, knowing I couldn't escape her unless she LET me escape. As a result, I became familiar with certain poisons and herbs. That's why I buy from you (Let's see how you react to that)- you really do have the best herbs. But this...I'll admit, I'm not positive what it is, but whatever you put into your tea must have ruined the taste. If you'd like the ceremony performed again, I'll buy herbs from you, and I'll only handle them in front of you as I make the tea..."

Back to you, whoever you are. She hit a nerve with the Rain thing, but if she's done her research she knows that would provoke me. So I reacted as she expected, most likely. That's fine. It's just a question now of what she's really after...

Ketsu toyed with her mask and smiled at Yuji. "Purhaps I will take you up on that offer. I'm glad you appreciate my work. If you could see my private stash you would probably have a bit of a mess to clean up....Or have Azami clean up." Ketsu chuckled and winked. I guarantee I have the largest selection of just about anywhere. Even Tsunade bout some her more exotic herbs from me. Though that was before I lived here." Ketsu was not lying, but she was having a bit more fun than she should be. "As to chatting with Azami." Ketsu flashed him a grin and nodded winked again. "perhaps i will have to. Rough is my cup of tea. If your devoted to her I suppose there is no reason to make an offer." Ketsu settled back a bit and sighed. "As to why i lifted your wallet. Well you didn't seem to be in the mood to chat and old habits die hard. I stopped by because I saw the badge and figured I would take a shot. I see I struck out. To bad you didn't make the kage. I could use the work."

Ketsue sighed inwardly. So she wouldn't be collecting a bounty for Yuji's death. This was a bit of a disappointent. She taped the edge of her mask on the table thinking. She supposed she could kill him anyway and fabricate some evidence later."

Yuji bowed with a feigned embarssment, his eyes never leaving her body. His instincts were clear on this one: Steer clear of this one.

"You know, I bet Azami would love to talk to you. As it is, I have to get to my battoujutsu class. And as it is, I plan to expand my business...although that might give you reason enough to kill me if employed by the fool in charge in the Leaf. But please excuse me..."

Yuji bowed out of the room, shutting the door behind him. Azami was waiting, smirking a bit. Yuji finally felt a bead of sweat roll down his cheek.

"That girl means to kill me," he told Azami. "Watch your back if you talk to her."

Azami looked at Yuji with a look reserved only for him. She kissed his cheek with a brushing kissing and put her hand on the door.
"I always watch my back. The kunai that I hold at your neck when we play 'samurai and kunoichi' at night...that never leaves my side."

With that, Azami opened the door. She smiled at the girl.
"Ah. Competition, aren't you? I think you and I have had some bounties in common. Rare for two in our profession to meet, isn't it?"

Ketsu nodded politely, "By all means. Don't let me keep you for your students." Ketsu took the western custom and extended her had showing here palms first and shaking Yuji's hand. "It was a pleasure meeting you. I'm sorry to have distrurbed you. I also regret there was no work to be had here. If you ever do require some assistance." Ketsu grinned. "I suppose I could give you a discount."

Ketsu watched as Yuji left noticing a bit of sweat on his neck. She heard him speaking in a low tone to Azami whom she had seen bustle to the door as it opened. She sat patiently. She knew she was in for a more personal conversation with the woman in black. She couldn't help but squirm a bit and smile. If she really was as Yuji had mentioned purhaps there was a chance for some fun.

The door slid oen and Azami stepped in and slid the door closed behind her. Ketsu was mildly surprised when she wasted no time in pointing out their  similarity in professions.

"I am sure we have. Though seeing as I have never lost a mark I would assume I must have beaten you out." Ketsu smile innocently knowing that Azami would take it good naturedly. "Not that i doubt your abilities. You seem to have Yuji wrapped around your finger. He says your quite..."Ketsu crawled off her pillow and grinned slipping closer to Azami. "talented." Ketsu flopped down next to Azami and showed her palms again before massaging the womans shoulders. "Care to brush up on technic with some one besides Yuji while you tell me a bit more about him? He is an intriguing man. He knows the game. ws he like that when you found him or has he been your star pupil?:

((I don't mind in the least. It's fun that way ^^))

Azami grinned- this girl was a pro, both with her hands and her words.

"So long as I got my payday, I didn't care. There was always more work. For example...Yuji was on my list."

Azami turned to face the girl, kneeling opposite her, likewise showing empty palms. Her hand brushed Ketsu's thigh quite intentionally.

"See, the thing about Yuji...is he was always good. Very good. Kind, though. His kindness lost him that Hokage position. No one was more kind than Naruto. Yuji couldn't beat him in that category. The village darling was going to win. Yuji tried to avert their destruction."

Azami could feel the girl's skin redden. It made her smirk; she hadn't had to do anything like this in a long time.

"As for me, he isn't wrapped around my finger. He knows who and what I am. He freed me from a group that had planned to double-cross and rape me. He took care of me at the only vulnerable moment I've ever had. Since then, we've been inseperable. Because  of my looks- pardon my lack of modesty- everyone assumes our relationship is all hot, wild sex. But that's not it. A good part of it, granted. But we have sides we only show to each other. He's the only man I'll trust after that attempted rape. And I'm the only woman he'll trust with his secret."

Azami leaned forward, breathing dangerously into Ketsu's ear.
"The woman who takes him from me will have hell to pay. As long as he's no bounty, you're welcome to be here. But make no mistake- make a move on Yuji, and I kill you where you stand."
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Yuji led his battoujutsu class, his mand half on the girl he just left with Azami. He allowed his worry to get the better of him. Bowing out of the classroom for a moment, leaving his senior student, Takeshi, in charge, he stepped into his office. There, he made a shadow clone. It would serve drinks and laugh, but it would also eavesdrop and defend Azami if necessary.

I've lost my home and all my friends. I can't even see my family. Azami is all I have left. I'll protect her...not that she'll need it.

Ketsu's eyes involutarily fluttered at Azami's touch on her thigh. She berated herself for the even momentary lapse of attention. She composed her face and smiled showing her appreciation Azami for the touch and began to absently stroke Azami's thigh in return pressing a bit higher than most probably would. She was painfully aware of her own mild scent wafting through the air. Her skin warmed as a slight blush crept over her. She knew Azami was having as much fun with the game as she was. It was a subtle game and one that had to hold passion in check and for those trained as they were it wasn't always easy.

"Hmmm, well i am sure we must not have been on same marks because your skills could bring any male or female to their knees." Ketsu smiled and slipped her hand high enough and moved her hand just so enough to make the woman gasp involuntarily. "As to Yuji...." Ketsu turned and leaned back against the younger woman trailing her fingers up and down the crook of the womans arm, the other on her neck light and innocent. "I know he is aware of who and what you are. I can tell he is strong and intuitive. He seems to know what he is into with you." Ketsu looked up at her, "I can understand your protectiveness of such a strong man. As to him being a bounty. "Ketsu teased Azami's ear a bit. "If he was a mark do you think I would have let him walk out of the room. Better question yet would I have let him walk out of the Village when I lifted his wallet?"

Ketsu gave a grin and shrugged. "To be honest I was more wondering how exclusive you both were," Ketsu cast a sideways glance at the door as she felt a mass of chakra step into the teashop beyond.

Ah. So yuji was using a clone. Nice. Interesting move. She wondered if he was in his office recovering from their chat or if he was still teaching his class. All Ketsu knew was the sound of his voice laughing and chatting with the other customers was not the real Yuji.

Azami saw the outline of Yuji's clone. It made her smile inwardly. It was one reason she loved him: he cared about her.

"The thing about Yuji- he's mine and he knows it. I have no desire to bring others into our love life. Well, except when I've stripped him naked or forced him to cross dress. Then witnesses are fine. But participants? I'd have to ask him."

She made a lot of good points. Yuji wouldn't be alive at this point. I saw how distracted he was when he got here. she could have killed him. Does this mean she isn't targeting him? Or that she wasn't targeting him at the time. Hmm. Maybe Yuji will forgive me for this one little breach of relationship. It's for his sake, after all.

Azami kept that thought in the back of her mind as she continued talking, her hand moving down Ketsu's spine, her fingers lightly brushing against her buttocks.

"You're quite the beauty yourself, you know. Certainly you had plenty of options besides bounty hunting. How about telling me a bit about you? If I like what I hear..."

Azami reached for Ketsu's lips with her fingers, delicately touching them, brushing them as though kissing.

"...you might just be getting a reward."

Yuji...sorry to do this. I'll make it up to you.
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Shikaku Nara once again asked to be mentally linked to Ketsueki.

Any report? Is Yuji a threat? I have agents scrambled. We are willing to pay you your usual sum for information only.

Shikaku hated himself for that. Yuji was a good kid. But even good kids had bad sides to them.

Ketsu trembled a bit and her breath quickened as Azami began to play the game in earnest. This was the part Ketsu loved and had hoped they would get to. She knew Azami was fishing for info and Ketsu would be willing to offer some to see how far this bit of the game would go. Despite her enjoyment she knew she could keep her wits about her and she initended to press back to help balance the eqution, she would offer info, but only what she knew was of little consequence, not what Azami wanted.

Ketsu gasped and pressed against Azami's hand as it slipped over her buttocks. She leaned back and nipped at Azami showing her compliance before she "answered" her question. The feel of her finger on her lips was amazing. Ketsu opened her lips and kissed the finger sucking it a bit.

"Oh? A reward? I like rewards. Let me see if i can earn that reward then." Ketsu resumes her caress of Azami's thigh as she relaxes against the young woman readying to tell her tale. "Well I was born in Amegakure. My father died in the second Shinobi War. My mother and I were taken by a corrupt merchant as slaves where when He had gotten his fill of my mother he murdered her and sold her organs for a profit. He raised me for a few years to be his personal plaything. I blame him for my rather twisted enjoyment of the pain and pleasure aspect of my sexualtity. When I was 16 he had begun to tire of me. I overheard him on his way to the slave market that tonight was to be the last night for his favorite plaything. So that night when he came to my chamber to enjoy my talented company. I allowed him to start and at the hight of the passion I broke of the Champaign flute and rammed the jagged edges into his throat. I took his keys and let myself out the house. I hadn't gotten far when I was picked up by one of Pains recruitment squads. They made me an offer and I accepted. I trained til i was 20 as a kunoichi. I found I was limited in the aspects of Chakra. I perfure my blades and poisons and seeing as i was raised with sex and seduction of both my masters male and female house guests and family...Well it was only natural that i acceled at seduction and getting close to marks."

Ketsu smiled up at Azami, her hand had gradually gotten higher and higher on Azami's thigh until...well it came away damp as she folded her hands in her lap "Well....does that answer your questions hun?"

Ketsu was painfully aware of the voice sounding in her head repeatedly asking for updates. she wished the would leave her be and let her enjoy and do her hob She would have their info. She sent only an image of one word back unwilling to give anything away to anything. The word was simple. "Wait"