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Sunlight filtered through the curtains and heavy footfalls dragged across the wooden floors as the scarred captain fumbled with the coffee pot. The sun lightly brought out the raised, white scars running down his back, ribs, splotches here and there were faint but there nonetheless. Amber eyes raised from the sink to look at the cups in the cupboard. The world seemed far too quiet and yet... Everything was too loud to bear. He rubbed at his eyes, as his mind wandered. What the hell had he done yesterday? Managed to get himself drunk as a way to escape the plan he had set in motion? [break][break]

With a groan he dragged his hand over his face, rubbing his neck and rolled his shoulders as he turned to place his cup on the kitchen island behind him. He needed to get back to work in the evening, which meant he needed to be as sharp as ever and erase every last trace of this sluggish hangover, which had taken hold of his mind and body. With a roll of his shoulders his eyes wandered to the dining table and the scene beyond it. Papers, books, scrolls were strewn about... For a moment a look of malcontent worked itself into his features, before he remembered he had been the one to drag it all out of his study to... The low beep of the coffee machine distracted him before he could finish that thought. [break][break]

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With coffee in his cup he made his way to the table, pushing a scroll out of the way as he sat. He was in no state to be working on his newer creations, but it was the design of the seal which ended up being closest to him and as if taunting him, he brought it closer, his eyes narrowing as he tried to get his mind to work again by tracing the lines. The notes were neat, and yet... A few characters didn't belong to his hand. However... It was an addition to his notes, another step. Another idea. The combination of surprise and the numbness brought by the hangover, had Ryo staring at the addition intensely. Where Counter? 

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The note did make sense. He had no memory of writing it. So who could have? Who had had a chance to write and read his notes? It wasn't Kaito's handwriting. As if the universe was playing some cruel joke on him, the smaller frame of the chuunin waded through the door frame to the dining area, probably just as drunk on sleep and in need of coffee as Ryohei was, although... He wasn't sure how much more coffee he'd need to be able to strangle the chunin and bury his body before Kaito got up. Perhaps five cups? He took a long drink of the hot, dark liquid before he tore his eyes from the chunin and down to the page. Why would he need a counter? It wasn't supposed to be a reversible thing. 


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Consciousness came slowly. Bits and pieces filtered into awareness as Jojo tried to rejoin the world of the living. Of course, the first coherent thought he managed was to curse being awake as a stab of pain pierced through his head. The next thought was to curse alcohol and its discovery and swear to never drink it again. Complete lie, but hey...
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The teenager groaned, rolling over to bury his face in the pillow and block out the light that was causing his eyeballs to throb behind their lids. He inhaled sharply as a wave of nausea hit him. This sucked worse than that time in Kumo. At least he had managed to crawl to his feet back then. Right now? All he wanted to do was keep his eyes closed and hope the bed would eat him.
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But this pillow and this bed didn't feel like his. It was too soft and...were his feet hanging over the edge? Despite the bass drum that was rhythmically playing in his skull, the teenager managed to move his hands to either side of his head and push his upper body up.
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This wasn't his room. Jojo blinked at the lack of drawings plastering the walls and took in the excess of pink and unicorns and sparkles that were there instead. Nope. Definitely not his room. Unless drunk him decided to go insane and redecorate. Which was entirely possible.
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He searched his foggy memories, trying to figure out how he ended up in what he assumed was a girl's room. A child's, most likely, if the juvenile storybooks tucked into the corner in a small bookcase was any evidence. Did he end up in a cousin’s house by mistake? Nah, they would have dragged his ass back to his house rather than let him sleep until morning. And he didn’t have any friends with kids that he could recall.
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Except Kaito.
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Not his kid, but his dumb boyfriend had one.
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...Shit.
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Jojo pushed himself fully up, almost falling to the foot of the bed as his head swam from the motion. Bad chuunin drinking the bad alcohol. Devil juice. Jojo made a noise of disgust, sticking his tongue out trying to rid it of the taste of death. This was terrible. He hadn’t been back to Ryohei’s ever since his and Kaito’s impromptu lesson in field medicine. And then the disastrous mission in the mines. The last person Jojo wanted to see right now were the two jounin and somehow he had been dumb enough to allow himself to be roped into a night of drinking with them.
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The memories of said night were slowly filtering back. Him trying to run, Kaito dragging him back, booze, Kurai Doton, more alcohol, the lake, and even more booze. They had all ended up back at Ryohei’s, his kid thankfully gone for the night, and somehow Jojo had ended up in said kid’s room. He moved to stand up from the bed, to make his way over to the boots that had been kicked haphazardly into the corner of the room. His fingers curled around the laces and lifted them to his side. He needed to get out, hopefully before anyone else was awake. Once out of the room, Jojo quietly padded down the somewhat familiar hallway in what he hoped was the direction of the front door.
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It was, luckily. Unluckily, it was also right in the way of the kitchen. Where the owner of the house was leaning against the counter and nursing a mug of coffee, Jojo assumed.
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Fuck…
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He dropped his boots next to the entrance to the kitchen and wandered in. Partially because etiquette dictated he at least thank Ryohei for letting him spend his drunken blackout at his place, but mostly because the coffee smelled divine and he wanted some. Jojo could feel the glare coming from the jounin, all drunken friendliness that had appeared last night long gone with the reality of morning. The feeling was mutual.
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"Morning."
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Manners be damned, he wandered up to the counter, intent on swiping the second mug on the counter that was probably most definitely meant for Kaito. The bitter liquid burned as he practically chugged it, but it was literally the best thing Jojo had ever tasted ever. Pure bliss. With something warm in his belly settling his nausea, Jojo glanced up over the lip of the mug to look at the other man. And almost snorted hot coffee up his nose.
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Ishiin Ryohei, the merciless Captain of Iwagakure’s ANBU forces, was drinking from a unicorn-handled mug that was festooned with princess paraphernalia and big glittery font spelling out "I’m a Majestic Princess”. If his head wasn’t still threatening to split open, he probably would have woken the entire block with his laughter.
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Instead, he simply settled for smiling into his own coffee mug, averting his gaze so he didn’t succumb to a giggle fit at the jounin’s expense. That’s how the papers strewn across the counter caught his attention. Notes, it seemed. Fuuinjutsu notes, if his eyes were serving him correctly. More memories crept back: him and Ryohei, talking animatedly over the notes of some new jutsu the older man was working on. Jojo couldn’t recall what it was, but he was vaguely aware of a point he had been apparently trying to make.
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The fleeting surprise filtering through the tired eyes of the chuunin did not go unnoticed and Ryohei put the unicorn mug on the table with all the notes before leaning back in the chair. What had indeed happened last night? The magenta haired male would clear his throat as he started to shuffle the papers together. [break][break]

"You joined us for drinks. We apparently went back here and someone raided my office" [break][break]

Had the young Sousouteki done it? His amber gaze bore into the other's eyes although the effort almost summoned the dull throbbing to the forefront of his mind. It was too early to think. Instead he settled for gesturing to the mess on the table. [break][break]

"Obviously" 
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Could the eyes on the chunnin coupled with the one word suggest he thought the other had done it? Yes. Did he hope it was Jojo? Yes. He had a suspicious hunch though, that the chunin was not at fault. He possessed the only key to the office, there was a one spare key in the house, but he doubted Kaito would use it. He knew the entire thing was rigged to explode if someone stepped on the wrong seal with. So... Either Ryohei had managed to douse his brain in alcohol and dry it up to the size of a raisin, or... [break][break]


He gave up on that train of thought, instead her reached for the mug with a hoarse groan and let the steam warm his face as he drank from the ridiculous mug. It was Akane's favorite though and held more coffee than most of the other mugs in the cabinet. His eyes scanned the pages, once again stopping when they reached the 'Where counter' question. He pushed the page towards the other, he might was well see if this was his handwriting, solve the mystery before either of the two had recovered from their headaches and recovered the ability to lie. [break][break]

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He was lucky he ad some of his self control back, because it took all of it not to sneer and make an angry remark at the older man's "obviously". Could he not be condescending for even five minutes? Was it phisically impossible for Ryohei? Excuse him for not being able to come up from a blackout with all his memories intact. Jojo didn't have twenty years of alcoholism under his belt.[break][break]

And why was he looking at him like that? Did he think Jojo had raided the office? Not that it wasn't a possibility, it totally was, but seriously. Ryohei or Kaito could have also just as easily have done it. What little Jojo did remember from the night before, the older men's personalities did complete 180s when they were wasted.[break][break]

But his mouth was kept shut. He didn't have the capacity to deal with the argument that would probably happen should he snap at the jounin. Jojo drank his coffee and stayed quiet until Ryohei brought one of the papers to the center of attention. Asking if it was the teen's handwriting on it. His eyes scanned the paper, it looked vaguely familiar, he must have looked it over the night before? But yes, that was his handwriting on the bottom of the page. 'Where Counter?'[break][break]

His eyes flickered back up and he quickly reread over the notes that had been written in Ryohei's hand. Some big fuuinjutsu with awesome sealing capabilities. But no way to unseal it. Which still seemed as odd now as it did last night. Jojo looked back up at Ryohei. He nodded, "Mhm, that's mine. You forgot to make a way to unlock your seal."[break][break]

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So it was his...

Ryohei groaned and dragged a hand over his face. What was he supposed to do with this? He eyed the chuunin,  a hard edge in his gaze, but then... Then he decided on something else. He sighed, a deep one too. His eyes slid shut as he drank of the cup. Did it really need a counter? He reached for another stack of papers, the ones detailing the sealing and preparation more. He shifted through it. Plucked the ones he needed, then pushed the already extended paper to the side and laid out the other papers before the chuunin. 

"It wasn't meant to be unsealed" 

His gruff voice explained. A calloused finger directed the chunin's attention to the drawing and prototype sealing formula on the page. It was complicated, but it was clear, there was apparent end to untangle the sealing lines. No end, no start, no built in release. It was meant to be a onetime use to put something away for good. An ultimate sacrifice for the village should something ever threaten it to the point where there was no hope in beating it back to whatever hole it came from. Only a hope of delaying its wrath and destructive power towards the village and land. 

Why was he sharing this information with the other? Well, he wanted to know why the hell he had had the brilliant idea of sharing this project with the artist. He also needed someone to do the tattoo, though. It wouldn't work if he didn't have all the things in place. After all it was a combination of different seals. 
Bloodshot eyes flickered to the chuunin for a moment before he produced another piece of parchment. This one displayed the tattoo design. If the other had an idea of what a seal look like, he'd know it wasn't just some art piece he wanted to stain his skin. Ryohei wasn't one for tattoos as the raven was. It was marks which could be used to identify you. He didn't need it, the village didn't need it, so if he was going to have a needle repeatedly stab him, he was going to make it serve a purpose. 

"Can you see what it does?" 

He didn't expect the other to be able to. His eyes, despite having lost the hostility, carried hints of arrogance and a challenge. Challenging the chuunin to prove he wasn't just anybody and that he could decipher at least some of the more basic seals the seal found its foundations in. 

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[Tanaka Kaito]

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There was a very intense conversation going on in the kitchen, the two men were leaned over the counter staring at papers so intently that they might have missed the ghostly figure wandering silently through the house with his head covered by a t-shirt.  Too bright. Much too bright.  They'd be discussing the seal when Kaito's figure appeared at the end of the kitchen counter. He said nothing to the duo as the t-shirt blinded man made a coffee with surprising precision considering his blindness. Coffee made Kaito paused.  He felt the looks of the two men on him. The Jounin turned with the coffee in his hand, lifted his t-shirt just slightly so the duo could see his face: grey, pasty, bloodshot eyes. Someone was hanging!  As the light hit his eyes Kaito squinted. He looked between the two, as if still asleep, looked at the paper on the counter and gagged. The coffee jilted dangerously.  "Nope." And with that the ghost disappeared with his victorious beverage, t-shirt wrapping around to protect his eyes. Back to sweet sleep and darkness! SPOILER: Click to show

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Jojo yawned as Ryohei began complaining about whatever it was drunken Jojo had scribbled over his notes. He could have easily made a comment that it was the Captain who had given him access to the papers, but so far all the man had managed was grumbles and paper shuffling. No need to start something. Especially this early in the morning with this bad of a headache.[break][break]

While Ryo went through his binder, the chunin practically laid down on the counter so he could stretch across and attempt to reach the coffee pot on the other side. It was just out of his reach, so his hand made a couple of futile swipes at the handle. He pouted and pushed himself up onto his tiptoes, managing to hook his index finger around it and yank it towards him. Prize in hand, Jojo made a happy noise as he refilled his cup with the dark liquid, just as papers were shoved in his direction.[break][break]

As he scalded his tongue on the hot caffeinated bean juice, Jojo looked down at the papers, reading the minute details and designs that went into Ryohei's seal as the jounin pointed out his sketches. It was a work of art, he had to admit that. With the beautiful lines and writings, the seal would be powerful on scales that Jojo couldn't really comprehend. And with such power, the seal would have strong effects on the one wielding the jutsu. He could barely remember what he had studied last night, but as he re-read the notes Ryohei had listed along the margins, he got the full force of just what would be happening. But one thing had stood out last night, and still stood out to him now. There was absolutely no way that he could see to unravel the work. [break][break]

His eyes flicked up to the older man. "It's a powerful friggin seal. It takes practically anything in and locks it away. But that comes at a cost." He tapped on a section of the seal, taking another sip from the mug. "The amount of energy needed to keep this thing locked will all but kill you, Ryohei." He was assuming that Ryohei would be the one to put the tattoo on his skin and become the seal. Jojo doubted the ANBU Captain would trust anyone else with it.[break][break]

It was probably because Jojo was still young, but his mind couldn't wrap around the need for a seal this strong. What would need to be sealed away at this volume for an indefinite amount of time? Jojo shook his head. "You need a way to unlock it so you're not basically gone forever."[break][break]

He had more to say, but that was the precise moment that Kaito decided to arise from the depths of hangover-sleep and wander into the kitchen. A shirt on his head to block out the sunlight. Classy. Jojo stopped talking seals for a moment to plop his chin onto the palm of his hand as he watched the zombie make his way to his boyfriend and swipe the coffee from him - sparkly unicorn mug and all. Maybe the raven would have stayed and attempted to get some food in him, except the moment he laid his eyes on the papers decorating the counter, Kaito immediately decided that spending the day in bed was the better choice.[break][break]

Jojo let out a huff of laughter as his friend disappeared back down the hall before focusing back on Ryohei. "That's the reason you need a way to counter your seal. Him and your daughter." Sentimentality was Jojo's thing, but he hoped that Ryohei didn't have his head completely up his ass when it came to how important his feelings towards his own family were.[break][break]

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Ryohei was about to reply to the dark-haired artist, when the sound of Kaito stumbling down drew his attention and whatever irritation he had had towards the chuunin melted away at the prospect of spending the morning with Kaito and a cup of coffee. The medic had other plans, though. The display left the captain with a smile on his lips and an affectionate twinkle in his amber eyes, tempted to follow the man back up the stairs, but Jojo's questions were interesting too and from the look of Kaito he was most likely going to pass out again. He had already read the book in his nightstand  a few times and didn't fancy reading to another time. 
So he remained here to talk fuinjutsu with the chuunin. 

"It isn't supposed to be released once it is activated. A powerful seal to seal something of great importance or power, but at the sake of the user's life. Seems like a fair price if it is to save the village. Or Kaito or Akane." 

Not in that order of course. He fiddled with a pen and pulled the paper back to himself, pointing at a line of text. 

"I could change this, but it'd lose some power and capacity... It'd open up for this" He pointed at another line "to be changed, which could allow for the seal to be opened and emptied without killing the host. " 

He had studied how to seal large objects, entire villages could be sealed and moved at the expense of a life, but in the end it was probably more of a safeguard in the event the village should find themselves at war and expect a devastating attack. 

Ryohei leaned back and looked at Jojo with a bit more of a thoughtful, calculative gaze, "Hmm, maybe we can make a trade. Since you seem to understand some of this, I can teach you a thing or two and you tattoo a seal onto me without telling, hm?" 

He refrained from mentioning Kaito and instead simply gestured towards the stairs Kaito had vanished up. He doubted the man was still conscious, but since the man knew the seal would freeze him in time, Ryo didn't want Kaito giving him an earful about how it was selfish and irresponsible. 

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JUTSU HERE.

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