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fallen_yuzuya (fallen_yuzuya) wrote in fallen_leaves,
@ 2008-02-17 17:34:00

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sumire, yuzuya

Shut Up And Go Away
Yuzuya drew in another angle on the blueprint he was creating, and then peered down at the scroll before him. The classified information contained a detailed description of the Tsuchikage's new pleasure mansion. Currently he was neck-deep in measurements that didn't quite add up to a proper floor plan. Had there been a mistake? He needed to go back and check each line from the beginning. This was a tedious one. The building was a veritable warren of hallways and secret passages, and each room more absurd than the last. There was a golden fish pond in the bathroom. In the bathroom. And what kind of elite shinobi needed so many rooms for concubines, anyway? Yuzu wrinkled his nose with distaste. He hoped that this place was high on the list of targets to take out. He'd be first to sign up for the mission.

Meanwhile there were other things that were distracting him from the Tsuchikage's wine cellars and plush boudoir. Namely, a soft, sweet, and slightly sultry soprano that had been filtering towards his ears all day. He traced a sharp line for a wall and trained his ears to hear the conversation outside his tiny office. Murakami was lurking about, and behaving rather ostentatiously... feminine today. He wondered why. Traced another line, and waited to see who she was talking to. A man? Who? How come she was sounding so nice?

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fallen_sumire
2008-02-17 08:39 am UTC (link)

Today was a very, very, very good day. First, she'd spent it going over various data with Itou, and while the two women were not what one would call... bosom buddies, they were good workers together. Then, after figuring out one of the codes she'd been working on had depended on tsu as it's whole base (cleverly hidden, but still... tsu?), she'd been able to break a successive code. Now, oh, now was the cherry on her perfect sundae of a day! She was talking to her idol, to.. to..!

Arakaki Hisoka. Be still, oh heart! Sumire kept her features rapt and interested. "Yes, sir, I'll start work on it right away!" she hoped she didn't sound too eager, too happy to be of service. Arakaki smiled and patted her shoulder, and the kunoichi refrained from squealing like a schoolgirl. Or at least tried real hard. The head of ANBU swept away, going off to do who-knows-what with god-knows-who in who-knows-where. With a pleased little sigh, Sumire leaned against the wall to collect herself. She was Murakami, after all. There were appearances to maintain.

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fallen_yuzuya
2008-02-17 09:40 pm UTC (link)

Yuzuya rolled his eyes. She was so trying to be Arakaki's new desk chick, wasn't she? Well, it just goes to show that even a strong and collected kunoichi like Murakami had some weaknesses. He scowled at his blueprint and drew in the back stairwell. Women. Why Arakaki? She really was stupid. Stories about him were famous. He always seemed to have inviting, useful, helpful women around, every one with an ass that just didn't quit and big, nice boobs. The men of the basement were sure it was no coincidence. It was the man's preference, plain and simple. You just don't find so many hotties working in any other office. Did Murakami really want to be just some old man's office bimbo?

Yuzuya studied the measurements of the north hallway of the estate. This couldn't be right. The numbers didn't add up. How could the hallway be longer than the outer perimeter of the building? He swore under his breath, frustrated, and took a sip of his tea, which was now only warm instead of very hot like he liked it. Sigh.

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fallen_sumire
2008-02-17 09:45 pm UTC (link)

Sumire was floating on a bubble not even Shibata could burst. She had just about made it back to her office when she realized she was holding the revisions of the last code Akai had sent to her for a quick once-over before it had to make it's way to Shibata. The black-heeled feet slowed their lilting little walk. Oh well, she'd just have to ride her bubble of cheer out before she got to his office, bear through it, and then go back to happiness and work. Her heels clicked along the tile floor echoing in the hallway before pausing at Shibata's office door.

"Shibata, I've something for you," she began, sweeping into his office like a cheerful, jasmine-scented storm. He was face down in his work, as usual. Ah well, all the easier for her.

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	fallen_yuzuya 2008-02-17 09:49 pm UTC (link)
	"Oh?" Yuzu asked, not bothering to offer her a glance. God, she smelled sexy. Jasmine, soapy and pure. It grabbed him right in the gut-- white florals tended to do that to him. He adjusted his glasses and fixed his attention firmly on the floorplan he was working on. "Whatever could it be?" he asked, with teasing mock interest. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	fallen_sumire 2008-02-18 03:15 am UTC (link)
	"Having some trouble with your floorplan?" she asked, ignoring his tone, and waved the file at him, even his little attitude bounced off her bubble. "Akai said you might be. He gave me a revision to check over before you got it." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	fallen_yuzuya 2008-02-18 11:15 am UTC (link)
	Yuzu nodded and ran his fingers through his hair with a sigh. "I had been, yeah. These figures don't add up right at all, so I had been wondering." His eyes ventured to the file in her hands. Perhaps whatever she had in there would fix his problems. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

fallen_sumire
2008-02-18 11:18 am UTC (link)

Sumire tapped it. "I only finished it a little while ago. Here." She slid the paper to him, the triple-violet seal next to the corner of the page the only indication she'd worked on it.

"So you can stop trying to make that corridor extra long. Unless the Tsuchikage has more things to worry about than we think. Anyway, I need to go work on an assignment for Arakaki-sama." Sumire turned to go, pleased that her bubble had only barely been impacted.

	fallen_yuzuya 2008-02-22 01:01 pm UTC (link)
	He gave a tiny smirk in response. Were they baiting each other? Yeah, it would... seem like they were. "Shall I tease it out of you?" (Reply to this) (Thread)

	fallen_yuzuya 2008-02-22 01:12 pm UTC (link)
	Yuzuya offered her and her curves a consideratory glance, then looked away as if bored. A soul-sucking harpy like her probably didn't know the first thing about how to please a man anyhow. He picked up his pencil to get back to work. "Not worth my time. I'm too busy to play with you. Don't you have other men who lap up your attention?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	fallen_sumire 2008-02-22 01:13 pm UTC (link)
	She pouted, or at least a good act of one, "Ah, Shibata, no one rises to my baits as well as you, though. I'd be so bored with another man." Sumire even had the nerve to look downright sad about it. It was mostly lost on the back of his head, she knew, but still she knew she'd done an excellent job. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	fallen_yuzuya 2008-02-22 01:16 pm UTC (link)
	Yuzuya had caught a glimpse of her pout in his peripheral vision and had a twinge somewhere in that frosty area in his chest that had once been all warm and fuzzy. He reminded himself calmly that nothing she said was real and picked up a smaller protractor. "Oh, you would, would you?" he intoned, as though simply humoring a child. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)