Temari
I wasn't sure if Shikamaru heard everything he needed to hear so I decided to stick around and try to find out some more from now drunk Seiji. The fact that he danced quite well influenced my decision too. He seemed to be quite chatty before, so I tried my luck again:
- So, what was that birthday plan? Am I invited too? – I tried to flirt my way into an invitation and see where it would take me.
- Oh I'm sorry, but it was a strict boys-only plan… As much as I would love to take you with me, Katsumi. – His drunk tongue was having some difficulty of moving inside his mouth.
With a corner of my eye I noticed Haiku staring at us dancing. He was either jealous of me, or suspicious about what we were chatting about. I needed to trick him into thinking we were flirting, so I leaned closer to Seiji and whispered in his ear:
- So… Tell me, what you guys can do as you're all shinobis? I'm so curious. I was always a biiig fan of you guys… - I smiled at him and the guy probably realized this might be his trump card into getting me to bed.
- Well… Most of shinobi's usually know at least some taijutsu, that is what you would use in a close-up combat. However, some lucky ones have the ability to carry out some special jutsu, for example wielding water or fire as they will.
- That's really interesting… - I leaned even closer to his ear and purred. – I always wanted to have a shinobi boyfriend…
Seiji couldn't hold back his excited grin.
- So tell me, which of the elements do you guys wield? – I wasn't about to let the subject go.
- The big guy you see there, he is the strongest of us all. He has mastered fire and wood techniques. The blond next to him can control weather, and the one on the left is a water type. Those two in the corner with a blond girl can only do taijutsu. And the one by the bar, black-haired guy – his techniques include shattered glass chips. With him it is always very bloody. – He chuckled.
- And what about you, Seiji? – I bit my lip, acting all interested.
- Some of lucky ones have this kekkei genkai – it means an ability, which is passed through our blood from our parents. Me and Haiku are in fact brothers and we both have the same ability, that is mind teleportation jutsu. But I don't mean to boast or anything…
- Mind teleportation technique? – I widened my eyes. – That sounds literally unbelievable. How does it even work?
- Well I'd have to look a person in the eye and mutter some words; then my mind would be inside his and I could control his body. – I mentally gulped. My heartbeat fastened and I realized how close to the trouble I was. I gained some crucial info but I was dancing and staring right into the eyes of a guy, who could immobilize me right here and now.
- And what happens to your body? Does the other person's mind take over it? – I tried to act all natural and interested.
- No, Katsumi. – He laughed. - There would be no use of such a technique if it worked that way. My body goes limp, so I always have to have a person to take care of it and the mind of the one I'm invading – it stays inside and can only observe what I am doing without any ability to intervene. I know how it feels because Haiku did it to me once. It's a very unsettling feeling…
- I can only imagine… But this is so interesting I almost want to try that out! – I bit my lip and smiled again, coming up with a plan. It was risky but I saw no other smooth way out of it.
- What do you mean..? – Seiji looked rather interested.
- Well… I want to let you get into my head, just to know how it feels to be controlled from the inside. I'd just rather do that somewhere privately. If you have your own room…
- Well I suppose I could show you, if you really want that… But what do I get in return? – He grinned seductively. Or so he tried.
- How about a permission to do what you want with my body while you're inside of it? – I blushed and smiled.
Talking things like that was way out of my comfort zone, but it seemed the guy bought it. I could feel his erection as I said the words, and mentally I flinched. I hoped Shikamaru heard the conversation and would be coming to my aid in case the things go south.
I took his hand in mine and demonstratively led him out of the room and with a corner of my eye I noticed Haiku giving him a wink. I could only hope his suspicion was lifted and he wouldn't be going for a search until tomorrow morning.
Seiji took the lead and I secretly looked around, hoping to see the signs of Shikamaru following us, but it seems I was on my own. He led me through the long corridor full of doors until we stopped in front of one.
- 13, huh? – I declared as clearly as I could. – It doesn't seems it was bad luck of getting the room number 13 now was it? – I joked, as I looked at him struggling with a key and a lock.
I stepped behind this back and swiftly drew a small automatic syringe, which I hid under the garter on my thigh. Finally, he managed to open his doors and tumbled inside. I followed, leaving the door slightly open in case I needed a quick escape route.
Seiji turned around and extended his hands for an embrace, as I lowered my eyes, avoiding his look:
- Just before we do it… Would you kiss me? – I glanced at him with the corner of my eye, pretending to be shy, but it worked perfectly for avoiding his eyes just in case he tries to perform his technique too early.
Without saying anything, he came closer and put his hand under my chin. He reeked of alcohol but I played along and just a second before his lips met mine, I shoved the syringe right into his back, ejecting the poison into his body. Seiji gasped and opened his mouth to say something, his eyebrows furrowed widely, and that was the last of what I saw for I closed my eyes until I heard a loud thud as he feel on the floor unconscious. I carefully opened my lids again and just as I predicted, he fell asleep just in time. The poison, mixed with alcohol, should be more than enough until the very morning when he will wake up not remembering anything what happed. By then we will be gone.
Suddenly I heard the door behind me shut close but I couldn't turn around to look back as I felt a familiar feeling paralyzing me, keeping me a hostage in my own body. I lied to Seiji, I knew all too well what it likes to be controlled by someone else. I tried to open my mouth to tell him what just happened, but I found I could not even do as much and I saw him bending over Seiji's body to place a kunai under his throat. His long brown hair were loose and with the mask, he looked barely recognizable. But hot as hell.
- I'm going to let you speak so you will tell me what do you have to do to get back into your body or else I will slaughter it right here. – He said in his calmest voice without as much as looking towards me.
I felt the paralyzing feeling change a little and I realized I could move my lips again.
- So, how did I do? – I smiled at him, even knowing he wouldn't look up to me. However, he frowned, probably recognizing the line I told him when I saved his ass from Tayuya many years ago.
- I told you what I will do and trust me, I mean it. Get out of her body now.
- Shikamaru, it's me, Temari. – I laughed. – I just shoved some strong sedative up the guy's ass, he won't wake up until morning. Check what I have in my right hand, you dumbass. I told you I can take care of myself. Not let me fucking go! – The whole situation was quite funny, and I grinned, waiting for him to realize it is actually me.
He glanced at my palm and with his mere thoughts he opened my fingers and a syringe fell on the floor. It was empty and there was still a drop of blood visible on the tip of it.
- It's not very decent for a lady to speak like that, Katsumi-san. – Shikamaru gave me a small smile while standing up and releasing me.
- A lady… - I scoffed. – Such a fucking lady. – I sniggered, placing my hands on my hips and staring down to Seiji, snoring on the floor. – Now help me out. We need to make it look like he had a wild night.
I messed up the sheets and Shikamaru threw the guy on the bed. I started undressing him and smeared a little of my red lipstick on his lips, cheeks and his white collar. Then I leaned down and kissed his neck, leaving a bright mark of my lips.
- Seriously? – Shikamaru stared at me in awe. – I don't think you have to do this.
- I said we have to make it look like he had a wild night. – I glared at him. I was having fun.
Unbuttoning his shirt I scratched his chest with my nails. It left a trail of three red lines and I knew he's going to be sore the next morning. Shikamaru stared still in awe and furrowed his brows in imaginable pain.
- Are you helping me or not? We need to take off his pants.
- Temari…
- Listen up, buddy. His brother was suspiciously staring into me all the evening and if he comes and finds his brother lying here unconscious and without any signs of me, don't you think we might be in some trouble?
- Okay, okay! You don't need to be so...
- Come again?
- Nothing.
- Did you say something?
- No. – He rolled his eyes and I smiled in content.
He came closer and started undoing the zipper of Seiji's pants while I left a mark of my lipstick on his stomach. Shikamaru cringed. Pulling down his pants in unison we finally undressed him. His member laid flaccid between his legs and looked disappointingly small, and I couldn't withhold a scoff. Shikamaru glanced at me and shook his head, smiling.
- Just what are you..? I almost feel sorry for the guy. – He gave me yet another side glance and I winked at him triumphantly.
The job was done. Seiji was lying on between messed up sheets naked, his body and his clothes marked with my lipstick, his mask on the ground. I grabbed a corner of bedcover and covered his crotch, because that was what I would have actually done if I have slept with him.
We headed to the door, picked up a syringe and I checked the hallway to make sure it was empty; then silently stole out the room and up the stairs towards where our bedrooms were. I smiled pleased with myself, having accomplished the mission successfully and enjoying while at it.
