It's been a long journey. Traveling from a home of leaves and trees to sand and clay. He didn't complain though. Not that there was a reason to, following such a majestic beauty. Not commonly known for being majestic by her words or actions but visually, all was well.
Locks of sand and cerulean defied every bit of radiance the sun had to offer, the shine of such lustrous strands almost blinding those who stared. A perfect collaboration between black cotton finely embroidered with lotus blossoms and golden dragons with peachy tanned skin. Such skin Kami has blessed with a beauty mark every few miles of that fine body. One for every man captivated in one glance. But it couldn't be helped.
Just as the wonder of feminine creation was no longer in motion it turned to face the one known as the destructor of the village that grew from seed and fell from it's mother after growing old. Eyes that pierced like shuriken. With all the malice in the world as they cast a harsh look, yet they're soft. Such fear they strike. Where the fear comes from is unknown.
Black and gold. A sight one could only dream to behold, this time knowing it wasn't their last breathes. Plump lips began to speak. Covered in black lip stick, actually quite stylish and did not take away from the divine looks of the goddess who commanded Zeus to unleash his breathe in her name and force the minerals from the feet to the sky. But enough of that. For now she speaks.
"Hey. Doin' alright back there?"
"Yup."
"Alrighty then."
"You know, I did always find you attractive."
"Oh really?"
"Yeah really."
"Sure."
"What?"
"Nothing."
"But I still think you're weird."
"So?"
"So what?"
"Nothing."
"And then?"
"…"
"And then?"
"Nothing."
"Why did you come with me?"
"Because, if I'm following you at least I have something to look at."
"And?"
"Was hoping I could score."
"And?'
"I kinda like you; I just haven't gotten past all the parts of you I think are weird."
"Like?"
"Your eyes for one thing."
"You eyes aren't very normal now are they?"
"For my species, kind of…"
"Really?"
"Really."
"Yeah?"
"Why?"
"Oh nothing. Just reconsidering if I should let you score or not."
"Let me?"
"Yeah, let you."
"Why?"
"Cause it's hot."
"Won't that make it hotter?"
"Dunno."
"You like me?"
"Yes."
"Nice."
"Very."
"So…"
"So what? Shut up and let's get to Suna already!"
Tones of amusement let out from the following male as he continued his journey with his goddess.
"Did I ever tell you how much I missed you?"
"Shut up Kyuubi."
"I love you too Shukaku-chan. And if you get tired of walking, I can carry you."
"Shut up Kyuubi."
"I still love you."
"Shut up Kyuubi."
"…"
"I love you too."
"Interesting you say that. We just passed an inn."
"Wanna go back?"
"Sure."
"I'll pay."
"Fine."
"Shukaku-chan?"
"…"
"Your eyes look like marbles."
"…"
"Pretty marbles."
"…"
"Are you tired?"
"Yup."
"Wanna hug?"
"Yes."
"Want more than a hug?"
"Yes."
"Then next time we do it in Konoha."
"Fine. But no more kits."
"Aww… Good old shuriken eyes."
"Just don't forget it."
Technically Kyuubi and Shukaku are walking to Suna and having a back and forth conversation. In the beginning Shukaku is being described in a way that some may find hard to understand because of my diction but, sorry.
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