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Anzo, thankfully, can apparently hold his liquor a bit better than Hanabi, but not by much. He's still a bit giggly and unsteady, and so is Hanabi, but he's still able to help her walk without falling over himself. They'd just finished sharing quite a few drinks, and with their new friend Midori, after both himself and Hanabi had been promoted to the rank of Chuunin. He'd originally suggested they travel together to get to her home in the Hyuuga compound, but now that they were somewhat stumbling and actually trying to get there, the Aburame suddenly isn't so sure about trying to get her all the way there, with both of them having drunk their fill. Finally, he voices his concerns to Hanabi, since his own home was much closer anyway.

"Hey, hey wait a sec- Hanabi, the Hyuuga compound is... It's almost all the way across Konoha! We won't make it there in this... state. Muh- hic my place is a lot closer, y'know? We'll just crash there and I'll take you back home in th- hic the mornin'."

Even Anzo wasn't drunk enough at the moment to admit that he also wanted to spend a lot more time with Hanabi - ever since she'd become more attached to Peragus, he'd seen her less and less, and they hadn't even gone out on missions together in months. Seeing her tonight, even before they'd started drinking, he'd nearly been floored by her beauty, and the more intoxicating he became, the more intoxicating her attractiveness was for him. Perhaps the booze had loosened his inhibitions, or perhaps he was finally finding the courage to admit to himself, though silently and only in his head, that he really was attracted to her, despite being a member of the Uchiha clan and, somehow almost worse, married to a Hyuuga. Not that he'd ever say anything aloud about his disdain for most of the other members of the doujutsu clans - a disdain he was sure Hanabi also felt, to a greater extent for the Uchiha, considering what she'd revealed to him about her past.

In any case, he doesn't simply drag her off: he waits to hear what her response might be, hoping and yet also not hoping that she would agree to come to his home instead of having to go all the way to the Hyuuga compound. He had to admit, even though he found every part of her to be breathtaking, her very revealing clothing was also having some kind of an effect on him, though he was hoping that it wasn't showing, what with the proof of his reaction hidden under his long red coat. He knows she'd seen quite a bit of him a long time ago, when they'd seen each other in the hotsprings "accidentally", but now this situation was... different, somehow.

Hanabi stumbled out of the bar, hiccuping and burping a few times as they walked, her arm around anzo, her face flushed and a dazed look in her eye. They had been drinking with a newly graduated person from the academy and it was only right they celebrated their succession with hers as well. Their steps would sway without resistance, moving side to side as Hanabi held a bottle in her other hand, taking a few sips, the liquor trailing down the corners of her mouth, dripping down her neck and onto her semi exposed chest with her bikini top. Anzo had brought up a good idea as to crash at his place and so she agreed, slurring her words and walking with him to his humble abode.


Despite being with Peragus, he had taken some time away to focus on The Land of Tea, making sure crime got lower and such, occasionally visiting Hanabi with the seal that remained on her chest that was placed over her heart. "A-Anzoooooo~, yo-*hic*u know I c-can wa*hic*lk on my ooowwwwnnnnnuuuuhhhhh~" She complained as if Anzo was the one to hold her but it was really Hanabi, having a tight grip around her neck with her arm. Hanabi was a Feisty drunk, occasionally getting a bit adventurous, such as stripping and mounting on anyone that moved. In this case, the urge was strong to do so but she tried to keep it under composure, resisting the urge to do anything naughty. She was with Peragus, she didn't want to be unfaithful. Though, the feelings was swirling inside her, almost like a volcano. Anzo was an attractive man at that, especially with his hair down and no glasses but something about him tonight just seemed... It was nice... Alluring.. Sexy. Her eyes looked to him, half closed and almost looking heavy, with a lustful look in her eye. Her hand would hit his neck a few times, like a tap, whenever they would sway. Her thumb would rub against his ear and neck, like a tease to the man. Hanabi was already attempting something subtle however she wouldn't think to go all the way.


They would eventually reach the man's place and she would stumble in, drinking the rest of the bottle and dropping it on the floor with a hollow yet dull thud. She'd stumble across the place, hoping to find the bedroom, so she could lay down. Hanabi would lean against the wall, her arm dragging against it, her other hand opening the doors to find a bed in which she'd manage to get herself from the wall and into the room where she'd plop on her back, laying on the side of the bed with her hair sprawled out. She'd giggle and cover her face with her hands, continuing to giggle to herself and then eventually bust out laughing.

Anzo has a little bit of a drunk chuckle when Hanabi complains that she can walk on her own, despite how they stumble against one another while they walk. While he's still quite drunk, he's still sober enough to recognize that she really is quite drunk. He's still at least aware enough to notice the line of clear liquid that had run from the sides of her mouth, down over her chin, and even dripping down onto her chest to make a little bit of a mess on her skin, and it takes so much self-control to not look even when he's sober. Now, however, the urge to look is almost impossible to ignore, and he has to almost physically force himself to look at the near-empty bottle.

"Noh, noh, I'mmmmm not jus' helping you, we're- uhhh helping each other! Jus' like ol' times, helping each otherrrr on missions!"

The truth was, despite all the booze, Anzo was still quite coordinated; even if he did stumble every once in a while, his feet were even when they did find purchase, and that purchase was even easier to find on the familiar ground of his own home. Still, he follows Hanabi inside, as she'd always been quite a bit faster than he naturally was, and so he not only got a good look at her chest earlier, now he was seeing her from the back. Anzo is quick to shut the door to his home, taking a moment to be very sure in his drink-addled mind to slide home the deadbolt. Even if he lived in a village filled with ninja, he liked the added security. Despite his drunken state, he didn't really want to be tempted by Hanabi, a woman that he was well aware of being married, but he could feel his heart pulling him to her every time he looked into those enchanting golden eyes. Especially when she looked at him the way she did and with her hand on his neck while her thumb felt along his cheek and his ear. He'd lost his sunglasses somewhere along the way, but he could just wear his back-up pair. His own arm found its way around her waist, partially helping to ensure she stays upright, especially when she drops the bottle to the floor, and some part of Anzo in the back of his mind tells him that's dangerous to leave a slipping hazard like that on the ground, but the thought is gone before he can hold onto it completely.

With her falling onto his bed, a place he never thought he'd see Hanabi in, he leans against the door frame of his bedroom, his eyes wide with wonder like someone who's seen something they've always wanted but been too afraid to touch. He stumbles right over to her and falls hard onto his own bed when his knees knock against the edge of it, missing falling directly on Hanabi as he shares in her laughter. But then he crawls over her, his jacket buttons slipping out of the holes from the movement before he gets tired of it and pulls the jacket off, exposing the tight, form-fitting sleeveless compression suit over his torso as he gazes down at her, then uses his thumb to draw a line upwards along her chest, following the trail of that booze before lifting his digit to her mouth, slipping his thumb across her lips as he gazes down at her.

With Anzo falling on her, Hanabi let out a disgruntled groan, like a sharp pain hit her. She continued to giggle, placing her hand on his back, patting it, her flat stomach moving up and down as she laughed. Her toned body seemed to accentuate when she laid down, the divot that appeared down her stomach, connecting to her naval. She was indeed toned but it wasn't from easy work. Her eyes would glance to Anzo as he ended up crawling above her, his jacket opening, revealing a tight sleevless black shirt, making Hanabi gulp and blush. "Y-ykn*hic*ow.. you are.. pr*hic*etty att*hic*RACT—ive... *hic*" Her fingers would trail along his biceps, her amber eyes looking downward, seeing some excitement from the man as it was kind of hard to hide it now. Hanabi and Anzo had been intimate before, between the break of her and Peragus.


His finger would trail her chest, moving upward to his lips, gliding against the soft skin. Her mouth would open just a bit, her front teeth exposed, her eyes heavy. "Anzo.. you.. *hic* you know.. we cant.." Her breathing became a bit heavier, more pronounced, her hips beginning to move on their own, subtly, but noticeable enough. Hanabi knew they shouldn't but.. he seemed so irresistible. She looking unto his eyes, her head slowly getting closer to him, her words still trailing. "We... really... shouldnt..." As her eyes closed, her hand moving his finger and her lips pressing against his, a full and deep kiss at that. "Mmmf..." From the one kiss, her arms immediately wrapped around him, pulling him closer, one hand on the back of his head and the other around his back. Her body would begun to move on its own, softly moving upward against Anzos body, meshing perfectly with his stature. Hanabi pulled her head back, drool attached to each lip, her eyes opening, showing a very lustful stare. "Anzo.." She would almost moan his name into a breath.

Anzo might still be a bit drunk, but it seems both he and Hanabi are getting at least a little bit more sober, or at least some things are becoming a bit more clear to the both of them as Anzo finds her lips opening against the flat cushion of his thumb. Somehow, despite still being somewhat inebriated, it feels like all of his senses are sharpened, like everything is going slower than normal as he tries to drink in every motion, every sight, the words she's saying, and the sensations he's feeling; he can track the increasing intensity of her breathing, he can feel the way her hips move under him and make his bed sheets move before she starts to sit up higher. Anzo himself moves his face closer to hers slowly; despite her protests, he can see, feel, hear her desires, and his own desires are rushing around in his drunken head, willing him closer to her. The hand with the thumb he'd used to caress her lips now changes to lightly hold her face, his palm caressing her cheek, with hands smooth and steady. He might be a fighter, but his surgeon's hands were clean and quick and light.

And then, his lips meet with hers as his thumb moves out of the way, his own breaths halted to focus on how their lips lock together as he brings his body down, his waist lightly, but insistently pressing her legs to open to him, though what clothing they're both wearing is certainly keeping them from going any further than this - for now. Her arms embracing him only lead him deeper into their kiss, his eyes closed as well before the kiss is broken, and as much as he wants it to continue, the sound of her breathy near-moan of his own name is somehow even better than the kiss, and he can't help but to respond in kind, though his voice, while still breathy, is spoken almost with a needy growl.

"Hanabi..."

With his free hand keeping him from pressing his full upper body into her, it does leave very little freedom for going any further with her, and so he removes his caressing hand from her face and neck, slipping it down over her chest, lightly pressing her back down into the bed. Instead of using this movement to stop where they've likely already crossed a line, he follows her down, meeting her lips once again and slowly, insistently, pressing his excitement over her and rocking his hips, dangerously offering her the chance to bring back that fire between them a long time ago. He hopes he can reignite those feelings inside of her that he can still feel raging inside of him sometimes, especially when his guard is down - like it is right now.

OOC Note: This is narrative based off of Peragus' previous instance of invasion before it got voided out. Granted permission from staff to write out his death. Will be using the same premise based upon his previous invasion. Mainly to have a narrative reason to sort out all of his items. Timeline isn't necessary as this is a narrative death due to his permanent ban. /OOC Airi had Flying Thunder God herself back home after a busy day at the training fields, Byakkugan still activated as she sensed something interesting with her Byakkugan. Several glints of familiar chakra signatures clumped together. Bewildered by this, Airi stopped and focused on the events going on, standing firmly upon her bed to just watch. Two familiar chakra signatures in Anzo and Hanabi were together, casually rubbing against one another. She was going to assume the two were kissing. And in the corner was another, very familiar chakra signature. Raiton chakra started to charge within him causing Airi to quickly transform into her Eldritch Sage Mode, get into her Honed Gentle Fist stance and quickly performed the Flying Thunder God towards Hanabi's armor, which she had placed the seal prior, and performed a Palm Bottom to the Chakra Signature just as Purple Electricity was about to lash out, causing electrical burns to flow throughout her entire body. Airi Ohara, The Eldritch Sage Why, Peragus? You were like a brother to me. Killing Hanabi was part of your plan? I don't care if you kill Anzo, but Hanabi, of all people? What went wrong? She asked as tears started falling down her pale cheeks, smudging her make-up excessively. She created a series of handseals as her palm illuminated in electrical chakra (Sage enhanced Raikiri) before thrusting her fingers straight through Peragus' face. A pang of pain coursed through her body as gore exploded out the back of Peragus' head, eviscerating his eyes and vaporizing it. Pain and regret began to fill her as he arm started to shake. Airi Ohara, The Eldritch Sage Why, Peragus, why? It didn't have to end this way. she said as his head slipped out over her hands and fell to the ground. There was a pain in her heart, grabbing at her chest and clawed at it with her other hand. Deactivating the Raikiri chakra in her other hand, she fell to her knees as Peragus suddenly appeared, the cloak of Hiding with Camouflage falling off. Airi began to weep into Peragus' chest, hammer fisting her fist upon his torso with little to now strength behind it. Airi Ohara, The Eldritch Sage Stupid! Stupid! Stupid! You were my friend, Peragus! You were my family! The only one I could count on in my family! So why? Why would you try to attack Hanabi? You knew she was my best friend and someone I promised to protect! Why! We had so much we could've done together! We could've been legendary ninja together! So why! Airi shouted out in pain. As she continued to weep, she pushed herself up, her face now contorted and swollen in the tears that she had cried before placing her hand upon his body, causing it to dissipate like dust in the wind, leaving behind nothing but his physical items. Feeling misery for what she had just done, she gathered all of his items into a small mound and then grabbed his shirt before crying into it, arching herself over the mound. As she continued to cry her sage mode deactivated, returning her to her usual small self, now crying into a dead man's shirt.

==Peragus has been killed==
Airi will be taking all of his physical possessions and countries. These will soon be possessions of Konohagakure.
Airi will not take any EXP nor Renown for this -- letting the other two split this.

(OOC: Permission granted by Hanabi due to writer's block to switch up posting order)

Anzo is just about to get even more intimate with Hanabi, a woman he'd loved for a long time, with a love that has had nothing to do with any peeking in any hotsprings but which was grown slowly, though over a relatively short time. Just then, there's a shift in the air as Airi appears and suddenly strikes at what Anzo had thought was merely empty air. She even says something about her not caring if Peragus, whom Anzo was sure was in the Land of Tea, was about to kill Anzo, and his alcohol-fogged brain is far too surprised, confused, and offended to feel much of any other emotion. He didn't know if he should scream, demand to know what Airi was doing in his home, or tell her that if she felt that way, she could do the job herself, so instead he simply blinks.

He can only watch as Airi then forms some rapid handseals that he can only somewhat recognize, though the speed of the movement makes them look more like a blur before her hand is filled with Raiton chakra, and she presses a hand forwards and appears to make gore erupt from thin air. And now Anzo does, in fact, yell out in surprise that someone had managed to invade his home illegally.

"WHAT THE FUUUUUUCK!?"

Anzo is flabbergasted as the camouflage technique drops. This had been no simple Transparent Escape technique, it was some kind of highly advanced invisibility jutsu... A technique he had kept hidden from him, his own student. And judging by Airi's words earlier, had been trying to kill him, rather than just invade his home.

He looks down as Airi uses a technique he'd seen her use once before to destroy the body of a bandit, leaving behind only some of the physical objects that Peragus himself had had. Anzo is still stunned for a moment as he watches Airi grieve for the death of Peragus, an action she had been forced to do in order to protect Hanabi, and explicitly not him. He's not sure if he even should be comforting her after such a heartless, psychopathic admission, but he makes up his mind quickly - he knows Airi and Hanabi care deeply for one another, and she had still saved his life, despite the likelihood that she hadn't wanted to. And especially because ultimately the reason Peragus had likely tried such a thing was probably his own fault.

His drunkenness somewhat shocked out of him, but not exactly fully sober, he slips off of Hanabi so he can get up off his bed, dropping down to his knees next to Hanabi and placing a comforting hand on her back, between her shoulder blades. Anzo says nothing, knowing that he was taking a huge risk by even touching her after she'd just murdered someone in his own house and admitting that she didn't care if he died.

Anzo's growl managed to sober Hanabi up just enough to come into her senses, her breathing becoming sharp. Her back begins to press against the bed, feeling Anzo more and more among the two of them. She would follow his movement, kissing him back passionately, alcohol reeking between their mouths but both too drunk to care. Hanabi pulled back as Anzo rubbed against her, her leg moving softly, accepting the invite. However, this came to a halt as Airi appears from thin air, similar to how Peragus had when visiting her. Her eyes shoot open, seeing Airi attack an area within Anzo's home, her sharingan activating and seeing a some chakra, her eyes widening more. An intruder? She didn't recognize the signature as her Sharingan wasn't fully developed, however she did indeed fear her life at this moment. With the jutsu no longer in tact, her eyes widened even more, slowly pushing Anzo off, her mouth wide open. Airi then placed her fingers within the eyes of Peragus, everything turning to black and white as Airi decimated the eyes, blood splattering from the back of his head and his head falling to the ground with a thud.


Hanabi turns over and tears fall down her face, hearing Airi's cries, seeing her beloved death, sobering up quickly at that. "PERAGUS!" She cried out, her hand extending to touch him but couldn't bare bringing herself to it. Her head would fling back, her cries coming out more, her hands covering her own eyes, now what seemed to be screaming in pain. Heartache and pain behind her eyes. "AAAGH!!" Blood would stream down her cheeks, now bending forward holding herself. She didn't care about anything right now except that her eyes hurt. They hurt and they burned, they were in so much pain. "GAAAAH!" She'd cry out more. Hanabi's hands would grip the sheets, now opening her eyes, seeing a sheen of red, blood coloring her sight as she looked around, seeing only a bare minimum. Anzo was next to Airi at this point, comforting her while Hanabi was confused as to what was going on. So much happened in just a short span, she felt like puking, her stomach was turning and she didn't know what to do. "M-My eyes... Th-they hurt... I can't see.." She cried out again, sobbing softly, blood in placement of tears. Hanabi's eyes had turned into a golden flower like Mangekyo Sharingan, evolving one more stage above. Unknown to Hanabi of what this was, she assumed it was just stress and a side effect of trauma. "Help.. Please..."

Airi heard Hanabi's cries over her own. Guilt and shame crept up her spine and her tears finally dried up, causing her to pull Peragus' clothing leaving behind a culmination of her own skin and make-up streaming down his clothing. Hearing Hanabi's cries grow more fervent with her anguish turning into physical pain, Airi just looked down upon the clothing that she was sobbing into before a little ember caught her eye. She reached down to find both sides of his blindfold before scooping it up. She didn't want to be here any more. This place caused her more pain than she needed. Airi Ohara, The Carmine Hyuga This was your fault. Both of you. We could've all lived happily but it was your fault this happened. I hope you are happy. I would suggest the two of you reflect upon this instead of doing what you were going to do. Disgusting. Airi said before blinking out of Anzo's home, bringing all of the stuff that belonged to Peragus with her. None of them deserved any of this stuff. No, she will have something for them to do. Something that ONLY they would be able to do.

==TOPIC LEFT via FTG back to Airi's home==
==Took all of Peragus' stuff==
+30 EXP

Anzo is surprised at first by Hanabi's crying and he's a bit stuck between both women, but he finally decides to comfort Hanabi, or at least he thought he would as soon as her anguished shouts turn to real, physical pain, a sound he recognizes from some of his own medical training. He blinks when he feels something wet, and far too viscous to be tears. He doesn't even catch Airi telling the two of them that this was their fault, and he probably would have said something harsh if he had heard her say such a thing to him, but he was entirely focused on Hanabi in front of him. With her eyes open, he can see that they've changed, and reached some new form that looks exactly like a rare golden flower.

He firmly grips her hand, careful not to hurt her as he quickly uses his thumb to wipe away the blood from her face. While he's working quickly at tearing apart a piece of his compression top, though it takes a lot more work one-handed, he keeps using his hand in hers to let her squeeze it and have an outlet for her pain. The Aburame wipes the blood from her with his clothing, his medical training taking over even in his inebriated state, gently shutting her eyes so the blood will get caught by her lashes and drip away instead of coming back into her eyes as he cleans her up.

"Keep them closed, keep them closed. The blindness is going to pass, and I'm here for you, Hanabi. It's me, it's Anzo."

He'd never heard of something like this happening with the Uchiha, but he wasn't particularly well-versed in their doujutsu or its secrets. He hoped the blindness really would pass, but if it didn't, he would need to bring it up to Kimiko immediately in the hopes that she might have some way to fix her sight.

Hanabi cried, holding onto Anzos shirt as he came to her, calming her down. She was confused, heartbroken and honestly ashamed. She was too drunk to differ from right and wrong, too drunk to understand what had just happened. Too drunk to even process anything. His thumbs rubbed against her cheek and under her eyes, wiping the tears and blood like mixture off of her face, leaving behind a red stain on her cheeks. Her eyes would then be forced shut, feeling the blood become like a jelly as it dried in her eyelashes, her sobs turning into coughing and subtle cries. Her eyesight had been slowly coming back but it had hurt all too much.


Hanabi would continue to grip Anzos hand and almost nuzzle her face into his palm, hearing Airi blame them for it and calling them disgusting. She continued to feel ashamed, about herself, feeling disgusted with herself as well. She hated for what she did and she should've talked to peragus in the first place. These feelings were once a thing, before her and peragus had gone back together, however they had been reignited in her drunken state. "Im.. Tired...." She would softly say, her eyes remaining closed and her face softening up before falling over and blacking out from this moment.

[Exit]

>60 exp gained.

Claiming exp and Renown + killing jounin Renown. Will be calculated at update page.

Anzo cleans her face as best he can while he's comforting her, and his own facial expression turns to rage a bit when he realizes the effect Airi's words had on Hanabi, but he knows there's nothing he can do about it, and that the words are ultimately probably true to a certain extent. He says nothing to Airi and focuses entirely on Hanabi's recovery once Airi leaves.

When Hanabi, almost in a whisper, states that she's tired, Anzo doesn't respond, using one of the most simple medical jutsu he knows as a pain aid to try and ease her suffering.

"It's okay, Hanabi. I'll be here."

He whispers softly back to her, then lets her sleep. Once he's sure she's completely unconscious, he takes one shaking hand towards her left eye first. Then he realizes his hand is shaking from the previous crazy action, and his body sinks to his medical training instantly, his hands becoming completely still, the way they would have to be if he wants to help people on the battlefield. His fingers gingerly take hold of a bit of the coagulated blood and very carefully eases it out of her eye. If she were half-awake, this might have woken her extremely quickly, but because of his medical technique silencing her pain receptors, he was able to clean both her eyes, very very carefully. Once that's done, he sighs softly, still holding one of her hands. He brings his body closer to hers to avoid disturbing her sleep, and although his body was close to hers, close enough that they could hear each other's hearts beat, he was also far too tired to even try anything like before. He only rests his forehead on her shoulder and sleeps.

OOC: EXIT THREAD