By now you should all know the warnings by heart.
Chapter 7- Practice
I entered the area that would now service as my living space, almost falling over my suitcase in the process. I had forgotten that I had left it in the doorway…
After some fumbling I located the light switch, which revealed the room to me in a dim, yellowish light. I noticed that a knob next to the switch allowed the intensity of the light to be altered.
Directly in front of me, across the room, there was a single bed with a square window positioned above it. The window was closed off with curtains of a plum-purple shade. I noticed that the bed sheets matched this colour exactly. The walls were off white and the floor was carpeted in dark blue.
To my left there were what appeared to be the sliding doors of a built in wardrobe. However, they were open slightly, revealing a kitchen area. I realised that this was a guise so the client would only be aware of the bedroom's existence. I did have some privacy after all. Before entering the kitchen fully, I noticed that there was even another pair of sliding doors to create a fake back in the closet.
I continued on into the kitchen. It was lit by sunlight, a rare sight in these winter months. Either I would get very cold, or this place had a very good heating system. I fervently hoped for the latter.
The kitchen area was plain, white and clean. I found that all of my basic necessities had been catered for. Water, milk, bread, oven, stove, microwave, fridge… The note stuck to the fridge caught my attention. It detailed that I was supposed to write the supplies that I needed for the coming week upon it. These would then be provided to me.
Walking past the wooden pantry door, I entered another room. Judging from the shower, toilet and washing machine, this was the bathroom/laundry area.
I briefly wondered what I should actually do for the next few hours, before deciding that I should probably unpack. I put my extra clothing in what would normally have been used as a linen cupboard. I stocked the shower with the many body cleansers Pein had provided before thinking to check my phone.
It didn't surprise me when I found a text from Kisame, requesting that I reply as soon as I reached my destination. I checked the clock and saw that it had already been three hours since I had originally left the house. It was probably safe enough to reply without him thinking that I was still in the immediate area.
'im here but i will be busy frm 8 onwards' I replied with fantastic grammar. Thinking that there was a strong possibility that I would get little to no sleep tonight, I turned off the light and tried to get some now. It was obvious why the curtains were so dark and thick. It was easier to sleep in the dark.
I woke at about seven-thirty, only half an hour until I would have to face my first client. I made my way into the bathroom and fixed myself up again as best as I could. It seemed to be rather pointless in the scheme of things, but I somehow knew that presentation would be important anyway. I closed the sliding doors that concealed the rest of my living space as I reentered the bedroom.
I opened the curtains, allowing moonlight into the otherwise dark room. Strangely enough the sky was still void of clouds.
A knock came at the door at exactly eight o'clock. I opened it somewhat hesitantly and found my brother's year nine English teacher staring back at me. (Yup, learning a certain amount of English is pretty much mandatory in Japanese schools.)
I started a little in shock before saying, "So, I have finally discovered something that you aren't late for."
He turned his head to the side, as though he were confused. Suddenly it seemed to click as a glint of recognition alighted in his visible eye. "Aa, Itachi, long time no see. I barely recognised you." He replied, letting himself in. "I see why this is free now, Kisame will hunt me down afterward, right?"
"Probably, if he finds out." I replied and followed him to the bed. "Wait… free? I was told you would be getting half price." I asked, wondering whether I was going to get paid for this at all. Going through this was bad enough as it was; I had been with Kisame since I was a virgin after all.
"Well, someone kindly offered to pay that if I passed on a message." Kakashi answered, vague as ever, as he sat on the bed.
"Which was? From whom?" I prompted as I sat down next to him.
"Oh well, it was something along the lines of, 'it's good to see you've finally chosen a side. Your father was always hopeless. You get a prize when you figure out who I am.'" It was obvious that he was quoting someone or something word for word.
"What?" I asked after a brief pause. Chosen a side? I had no idea what that was supposed to mean, or who this person was. The only clue I had was that this person had known my father and hadn't been a huge fan of his. In short, it could be just about anyone.
But the fact that they wanted me to guess either meant that I already knew them or that they were famous and easy to find…
"So… I know we have all night, but can we get started soon?" Kakashi's words interrupted my thoughts.
"Right, I suppose that will be the last time that anyone actually asks me to have sex with them." I said as I shifted slightly. The prospect made me uncomfortable.
"Probably." He replied nonchalantly.
He really did look strange when a mask wasn't covering half of his face. I had no idea why he felt the need to dress so eccentrically. All I knew was that I was glad he was finally asleep. Still, I was a little too close to him for comfort; there wasn't much room on the bed.
I felt like having a very long, very hot shower. I also found myself missing Kisame's blue presence…
As soon as he left, I showered for close to an hour and a half. I couldn't help but feel dirty, filthy even. I really did hope that this would get easier as I went along. As soon as I became apathetic towards the situation, it would have to be easier to bear.
Unfortunately it soon became apparent that it would take more than hot water and soap to get rid of this feeling…
Hmm, abysmally short compared to the last chapter, but five and a half pages takes me forever to write, so this one was only two. As usual, can't make any promises about when the next update will be up.
