To say that the house was big would be an understatement; yeah, it wasn't a mansion, but for a house in a nice place, and being in the suburbs (good lord, he HATED suburbs for some reason) the house was all he wanted, of course that it was a rather large house with two floors and multiple bedrooms, but he wasn't going to look at the mouth of a gift horse when it was that cheap. Damn, it could probably be haunted by a murderous spirit and he still wouldn't give a shit about.
Four days ago he had decided to move out of his old home, it wasn't like he was tired or anything like that, but he felt it was time for him to start looking at an independent future. His parents, for some bizarre reason, thought that it was a great idea and helped him search for the house.
He had bought the furniture and when the people that delivered them arrived he was confused, why there were so many beds? He had talked with the delivery team and they showed him the list of things that belonged to him; one quick call to the store showed him that indeed, it was included, nobody knew what had happened but there were no mistake, they were even payed, shrugging his shoulders he decided that he didn't care one bit.
Now that his home was complete he was aware of how silent it was, maybe not so bad for someone that lived with many siblings, parents and grandparents.
His ruminiations were stopped by his doorbell ringing much to his surprise, he wasn't expecting visits, and he was praying to all gods that it wasn't Jehovah's Witnesses, he didn't hate them, but he found them slightly annoying.
Looking through the peephole he saw a woman... a gorgeous woman wearing sunglasses at it... that made him nervous, following his gut instinct he said a quick 'I'm coming' before going to the window and taking a look outside. Thankfully, the woman was alone and besides the small duffel bag on her shoulder there were no big creepy men were at the sides of the door waiting for the moment he opened the door to attack him and rob him, call him paranoid. But what caught his attention were the woman's eyes. Even if she was a little rigid and facing the door, he could swear she was looking at him with a little smile... as if she amused and... impressed.
Shaking his head he went to the door and opened it being face to face with the woman; she had long dark hair and it looked so fashionable, as if the woman had just been on bed, that kind of ruffled look that was extremely attractive, also she was packing some serious curves even if the clothes were looking a little... non-descriptive.
“Ah... yes... can I help you with something?” the woman smiled at him and for some reason made his heart beat faster, damn, the woman was seriously gorgeous, like playboy-is-not-good-enough-to-photograph-me thing.
“You can... my name is Yuuhi Kurenai, I was send by my family and home to your doorstep in search of you” she said making his eyes grow bigger and bigger in surprise.. and fear.
“Excuse me........ what?” To say he was bewildered was to say something like if rain was wet, this couldn't be possible “you.... you are joking... right?”
“I assure you, this is no way a joke” she said taking off her glasses showing him red crimson eyes that left him cold. Focusing on them he couldn't see the signs of contacts “maybe it would be a good idea to continue inside your home”
“Yeah... I'm sure that will be better” he said stepping aside for her, once she was inside he took a quick look around the street to see if anyone had seen them, he hated gossip; turning around he saw that once again she had that little smile showing that she was impressed about his paranoia... weird. But she was weirder, her name, Kurenai, her looks, the red eyes, all pointed to one, no, make that two things.
One, she was a serious nut case that was completely obsessed with the anime Naruto, or two, she was cosplaying as Kurenai as a joke, dare or something like that, but something told him that she was way too perfect looking, as if she have been born to look exactly like Yuuhi Kurenai.
Suddenly a flashbulb appeared on his head (figuratively of course), there was a third answer, but he had heard they were way too expensive, either you won them through some crazy ass contest that was impossible to win m(millions and millions of otaku were witness to that) or had a fucking lot of money, again very few could.
“Impressive” she said taking your attention.
“Excuse me?”
“I said that I was impressed, not many civilians, unless trained by your country, have the awareness that you present, I must say, you must make your clan proud”
“Clan?” he said still confused making her eyes rise up to her eyebrow level.
“You mean you don't know? Probably they didn't tell you to keep you safe while subtlety training you.. either way, my missive will answer your questions better than I could” she said opening her duffel bag and it was obvious that the only thing inside was a rather big... scroll? Opening it he saw a lot of small circles, some had an X inside and all with Japanese kanji on the top of each circle. The woman... Kurenai... put her hand in one circle and suddenly a sound like a cork being pulled from a bottle came to his ears and small cloud of smoke later and another, much smaller scroll appeared on her hand. That was obviously a sealing scroll, but how? “please, read this, the Hokage said that everything you might need to know is inside. |