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Where she moved forward in her stance Akira met her more than half way. It was something he'd absolutely wanted and for her to finally embrace him to where she hadn't before was what melted away the concerns in his heart - though for a while. And she would receive the same only it would be infused with the whiskey he'd been drinking all the while - reminding her of a cherry-herby mix - and all the more evident by the rushed exhale in his throat as an exertion of the tension built in his chest.

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It didn't make the past okay.

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It didn't make his actions okay.

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But right now?

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It was everything Akira wanted.

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Soft, sweet: alcoholic and tantalising in the nature. He'd rest his forehead against hers - just breathing in the perfume she'd chosen to spritz on in her absence. A fruity, exotic scent. Well. Akira couldn't tell the exotic other than the fact it didn't just smell like sweetness. His sense of smell wasn't all that incredibly refined.

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Akira closed his eyes in the moment, accepting his position. 'Remember.' The man dropped his hand, and eventually stepped back and opened his eyes to the glow that embraced him. Akira had definitely become a bit more drunk in her presence and had found an intense red come to his face that even the likes of Yoko had not seen like he actually did have colour in his skin. Mostly the kiss and some the alcohol bringing the blood closer to his skin.

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Akira actually felt connected with her more than he had. All the quarrels aside. "I hope I didn't... scare you.." The reminder of why he'd not left her presence when she'd moved to the outside bar returned to him. 'You have to speak to her about it.'

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"I'm gonna... go to the toilet. I'll be right back." it was clear that though he was usually stoic the man's face had been broken momentarily and in order to regain face would move past her, though a bit more relaxed and confident in brushing past her on his way to the toilets.

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Really, it was just a moment to get acquainted with the porcelain of a toilet. His stomach couldn't handle it and like Yoko, was hitting the back of the bowl for a few minutes of retching. It wasn't just the alcohol - and next to the sink. Washing out his mouth. Drying whatever horrible stuff made its way into his nose because the smell was terrible. Luckily, she had been drinking long enough to mask her vomit smell whereas his was relatively new.

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Then Akira washed his face. Forearms - holding his pulse underneath the water as he stared at himself in the mirror. "She's still in love with someone else." The man reminded himself. It hurt: that he had to hurt himself like this, like last time. Swallowing whatever pride. "I'm trying to mend things." His voice would lower to a mumble as someone else entered the toilet and not even paying Akira and mind.

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'If it's your problem to begin with.' The voice had hit on something though: internally. Akira knew something there made sense. His forearms were freezing and slightly numb when he took a towel to them, now that he had successfully rolled up his sleeves, undone his top button and the suspenders were on either side of his body.

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His throat hurt as well. Another gulp of water, and back out. But - noticeably more energetic even though he had freckles underneath his eye, a classic sign of dehydration. He'd move to the glass of water she'd hopefully brought for him and went straight for that first, sharing a smile with her as he re-entered their cage once more.

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"Um, did you want another round or are you satisfied with axe throwing." he was deferring what they did to her - effectively giving her the reins of what was going to happen in their favour. But Akira noted that if they ended up back at her place, he would sleep in the guest bedroom. Well.

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Wouldn't that complicate things? Why be so unnecessary?

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But sleeping in the same bed as her - he wouldn't sleep. He'd toss and turn through the night, and it would make him more irritable the next day for being so emotionally bottled up. (Not that he had a lack of energy).

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For being a drunken kiss it was rather polite--simple, tender, and then a pull back on his part. Yoko followed him only for an instant, wanting more but reeling herself back in just as quickly.

He hoped he hadn't scared her? When? Just now? Before? At the other bar? The confusion showed on her face, but she shook her head softly soon enough, deciding that maybe the specifics didn't matter. "Don't worry about it," she said. She was trying not to dwell on it and she didn't want him to, either.

Akira announced he was going to the restrooms--likely the drinks were getting to him, now too--and Yoko gave a nod. "Sure." She watched him leave and then looked out over the targets. Slender fingers would curl around the handle of one of the axes and then throw it at one of the dummies. It struck the center and embedded there. A lucky shot.

"You're going to have to talk about it," her conscience reminded.

"Not tonight," she thought stubbornly.

"But soon," the voice nagged. "If you love him, he deserves your utmost honesty."

"I know."

She threw another axe. This one took a wild left and smacked awkwardly into a different target with the handle taking the brunt of the force. Urgh. Good thing Akira wasn't back yet to see it.

Eventually he did make it back, though, and went immediately for the water on the tray. He asked if she wanted to go another round, but Yoko was beginning to wonder about how long she'd be able to outlast the drinks--especially because she just downed half another one plus shots.

"Um." She exchanged a glance with one of the javelins to his right. Was it okay to just...ask? Would it be forward? Would it be rude? Would he straight-up tell her "no" and send her home?

But things felt a little better--more smoothed. Not in the deep way, but in the way of them making progress toward a more healthy environment around one another. Finally she voiced her thoughts, with all the tentativeness and shyness of a woman asking the question for the first time and not the hundredth.

"Could we...go back to your place?" she asked, her left hand gripping at her opposite forearm. "I'll take the sofa if you want. I just thought, maybe..."

But she didn't know how to put the feeling into words. For as much apprehension and lingering fear that existed within her, she was drunk and wanted to know he was close by. Maybe that meant a different room. But even through everything she did want to be near him--it was something a little too deep and little too emotional for her intoxicated mind to wrap words around.

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At least he'd left for the toilet feeling a bit better about the situation than when he'd came.

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Akira was surprised that she'd offered to go back to his place. Akira nodded. It wasn't what he had intended but it would work all the same; and he appreciated that she'd said she would take the sofa if that's what it took. It certainly calmed and quenched any of those things she had about trying it on with him.

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He would let her come close, she would definitely feel the heat radiating off him. "If you're cold you can come closer." It was an offer to her, whether that meant she wanted to hold his hand, or like the olden times hang off his side for a bit of warmth. Unfortunately for her, he didn't have a coat to give. Since - endless chakra - and a technique to not need the clothing.

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They passed by the Tsuchikage's tower as well on their way to his house: his was only ten minutes 'shinobi journey' but the last time he'd tried that he'd pelted his face into a mountain riverbank and groped Kaito.

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And they would be able to have a short amount of conversation but largely confined to being close together. Akira didn't make any attempt to kiss her but if she tried it, it would be largely welcomed to his warm figure. He would fumble for his keys- but all his years of bukijutsu prowess allowed him to get the key into th door. A collective groan would be had in spirit by the next door neighbours, and he would step in - but didn't bother with his shoes to begin with.

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"Did you want something to change into?" Akira had jogging bottoms and large t-shirts for her to occupy if she so desired. If she did say yes, Akira would almost... unfairly offer her a comfy pair of bottoms, and a t-shirt that he'd worn the day before, so it smelt of him. He knew that women liked that, from the books he'd read.

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"Come in, dar- Yoko-chan." he wasn't shy about it - she could make herself comfortable on his sofas. He would come and sit by her as well - another glass of water in hand for both him and her.

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He nodded to her question. He really didn't mind going back to his house? She was grateful, but she'd almost expected more hesitance--what with past events, and all. But Yoko was grateful nonetheless, following him out and accompanying down the street into the dark and chill of the night.

The drinks had kept her plenty warm--she was still just about radiating heat--but she wasn't going to refuse a chance to get closer to him. The man's invitation would be met with the pinkette sidling up next to him and wrapping an arm around his waist as they walked, her body pressed lightly into his with each step. This served another purpose, though--it kept her going in a straight line and gave her a little more strength in otherwise wobbly steps.

Yoko commented on the sky but that was roughly it. She didn't talk much during the walk, only enjoyed the company. The closeness.

They arrived at the house. Akira's greeting was nice enough, and she wondered what he'd meant to say before correcting himself. She hummed softly to herself as she worked open the clasps on her heels and then flipped both off her feet near the door, dropping her bag next to them.

The woman proceeded further in with dainty steps. Something to change into? "Sure. Thank you." She flashed a smile. When Akira returned with some of his clothing for her, she lifted her dress up and off right where she stood--the drunken part of her brain arguing that he'd seen her naked enough times now to not be surprised by it. And then on went the shirt and pants. The shirt smelled like him, she noticed, and it stirred a bit of hunger in her. She pushed it away.

Yoko took the offered glass of water and got comfortable on the sofa, enjoying the feeling of dry clothes. She sipped at it, looking around the house and organizing her thoughts.

"Thank you," she said, a bit suddenly in the quiet. "For saving me earlier. I know I said it already, but um... Drunk fights always leave me in rough shape. I was lucky you were nearby." It had been unnerving at the time and she hadn't known how to react other than feeling stunned by the suddenness of all of it. But now, in the calm, sipping water and thinking back? It had been a well-meaning gesture and she definitely wasn't planning to make light of it. He could've walked on and pretended he hadn't seen anything. But instead, he'd jumped right in to help her. "It means a lot to me," she added softly, nearly a mumble.

And then, another drink. Her gaze found his, a set of hazy emeralds set amid a flushed face. But there was warmth there. Not fear--not right now. Just pure warmth and affection.

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Their walk had been quiet but it had been with Yoko attached to his hip which had been leagues better than a few hours ago.

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Akira returned and passed her the clothes and made his way into the living room. It was to collect water and to give her modesty and peace that she could change without him gazing upon her like a predator. His caution hadn't ended hours ago when he'd thought to travel by lit and well populated paths. But they were alone now, and he wondered if Yoko was still afraid of him. Alcohol was likely helping. 'For one of the few moments.' Akira could agree. And after grabbing water he would be interrupted in his thoughts by her words of thanks.

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Akira was tall enough that one of his legs was able to touch against the table in front of the sofa and he'd have his knee half bent against - the leg on the opposite side so that he wasn't causing his own physical barrier. But, he sighed. "You shouldn't have had to be in that position to begin with if men behaved themselves." He was speaking somewhat from his own experience as well having hurt her. It clearly worked vice versa; any one person could be taken advantage of. But the fact the three men felt courageous enough to try and take on a lone, vulnerable woman? Despicable. Akira knew they would be walking their damage off the next day, and the day after.

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So. They were there- now was a better time as any. But his stomach was turning flips that he couldn't decipher whether it was nervousness or if he was due a round two with a porcelain bowl. "You're welcome." He quickly added in response to her thanks. Leaning his head back against the sofa and closing his eyes, just letting himself melt into the comfort he'd bought.

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'Do I just start talking? Or?' The Jinchuuriki was caught up in if he should've just started what needed to be said. But, for now, he could just...

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'A bit more time.'

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"I'm not gonna ask to play a card game." Akira laughed softly and with some level of self-deprecation, turning to face her. By this point, skin was touching (under the clothes) with the contact and proximity. He felt tired as well. His face was numb, and that was saying a lot for their circumstances. It wasn't because of how he felt, either.

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"And thanks for talking to me tonight. It was nice. You could've just not... so.." His hands would be struggling to focus, holding on the cup that was effectively held by his hip and his hand. (since he was still facing her) Akira would work at a few more buttons at his top, sighing in relief. Not taking it off, though. It was warm inside the house, but that was because of the drink. He was about ready to pass out...

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Shouldn't have had to be in that position to begin with...there was a thought. Yoko hadn't really thought of it that way at the time. It'd just been that she'd pissed off the wrong people--which was becoming a very big theme in her life. She hated the trend, she hated that she wasn't yet strong enough to always do what needed to be done, and she didnt know if she'd ever be someone who wasn't dropped in those positions. But at least tonight, she'd had someone looking out for her. Protecting her. Not hurting her or screaming at her or accusing her, but defending her.

Akira would acknowledge her thanks and a sort of silence fell over them. And then, maybe to ease any tension, he joked about the cards. Yoko smiled awkwardly. It'd been a blow the first time and she was still trying to shove it down into the dark abyss where it no longer bothered her. Maybe she'd be able to laugh about it genuinely--in time.

Had he really thought she wouldn't have at least spoken to him, though? She was afraid of him lashing out at her, sure. And if he had shown so much as an inkling of anger at her she probably would've recoiled deep within her own shell and avoided him. But just talking? Just sharing drinks? None of that was so bad...

Just kissing, her drunk thoughts reminded, now replaying the moment in her head.

"Of course," she told him. "Things aren't perfect but I still care about you. I still...love...y--" Her voice died and the pinkette's head lolled forward. She'd passed out sitting up, her right hand still loosely holding her glass against her thigh. It looked ready to spill but somehow hadn't yet. Her breathing came deep and in rhythm, slowly.

She could've been shaken awake, but for now she was out. At least, until morning if nothing stopped her.

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Things weren't perfect? 'Of fucking course not.' it was bittersweet, he knew what she was trying to say and he had for the most part turned from her as she tried to speak - was this the start of what she was going to be getting at?

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The man sighed - feeling emotionally pent up. Akira would take the glass from her hand, help her set out on the sofa so she didn't get any neck pain the morning after and then went to go find a blanket. That would be fine: then he'd open up a single window - close the curtains. All while having a hobble to his step. She would stay warm, have a breeze and a new, fresh glass that he'd refilled before heaving upstairs himself. Feeling fulfilled: and yet so empty.

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And that night he would toss and turn. Occasionally have to use the toilet, but otherwise the stairs was calling him - calling to go down there and get her.

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Yoko awoke to dim sunlight in the room. She sat up slowly, noting the drawn curtains, the glass of water, the blanket, and now the explosive headache that was beating a painful drum in the center of her skull. She groaned. Silent steps--very rushed--brought her to the bathroom, then back down the steps.

It was still early, though. Much too early for most of the village to be starting their day. Should she wake Akira? It wasn't like she made a habit of this--leaving on her own without saying anything. But if he was in the same shape as her? He likely needed (and wanted) the sleep. She would let him rest. But a note? She could do that much so he didn't think she rudely ducked out on him.

Yoko quietly rummaged through the kitchen until she found a spare pen and a notepad. And then she scrawled a note for him that she left on the coffee table:

Akira,
I thought to let you sleep and recover so I didn't wake you. I have some errands to run this morning--fetching supplies for updating my garden. It's a big job so I'll be outside most of the day. You're welcome to stop by if you're in my part of town. Your family works with plants and herbs and since it's your area of expertise, maybe you could give me your opinion on how it all looks? If you're not busy.

Thank you for such a fun night. And the blanket. You're sweet.

Love, Yoko

With her note left, the pinkette tossed her discarded dress into her bag, put on her shoes, and headed home. Every step was an effort, and every beat of her heart drew spikes of pain to her eyes and temples. But it was worth it. She felt, oddly...better. Happier.

Maybe it wasn't just the drinks that'd unwound her nerves from the trip. Maybe it was him. No, she knew it was.


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