"It's a dangerous business, Frodo, going out your door. You step onto the road, and if you don't keep your feet, there's no knowing where you might be swept off to."
~ J.R.R. Tolkien, The Lord of the Rings
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There is a brush dripping ink down her front, hands stained black, eyes narrowed and focused on the task set before her. "You need to eat more." She says as she pulls the brush from her mouth. Brow furring as goes.
This manor of sealing wasn't her preferred, she was a touch seal kind of person. Having to make each individual stroke with a brush and ink was messy, time consuming. There was a reason she could use touch based paralytic seals and knew jinchuuriki sealing inside out. Mitomi used her chakra as ink for those, for most of her seals.
She dropped the brush into her dress pocket, then pressed her hands together in the order of dog, dragon, tiger and rat. Shīringuāto: Tengoku wa moete imasu. Mitomi presses her palm into the curse seal, her whole hand is sucked into the mark and she wraps her hand around the curse seal.
Sasuke screams as she yanks it out of his flesh. Mitomi quickly moves the fighting ink into the open scroll at her feet, she presses it down on the paper then shuts the scroll hastedly. She needs to destroy it, it catches fire in her hand.
It turns to ash in a matter of minutes.
Then she works through another series of hand signs and presses her hand to Sasuke's forehead. Her palm glows with a slight purple tinge, as she pulls it away from his face black ink like liquid seeps out of his skin pooling up in the purple chakra.
"I fucking hate that snake." She mutters to herself watching the ink sizzle in her chakra.
Mitomi helps Sasuke stand once she's satisfied there are no lingering curse mark effects. She loops his arm around her shoulder and she walks him back over to the bed. Hospital rooms were usually not the place for extensive seal work but Mitomi had worked with less. "You need to rest now, I drained your chakra so take it easy." Sasuke doesn't look thrilled, Mitomi shrugs.
"You're not like Naruto at all." He finally says. Her brow raises.
"No I am not, I'm much worse." Naruto actually gives a damn about your life, Mitomi thinks sardonically to herself. Sasuke's eyes start dropping.
Sweet dreams duck boy.
The door opens and Kakashi steps in. Mitomi regards him with little interest as she goes to leave.
"Sasuke needs to rest, and when he wakes up Inoichi-sama should be called. He'll need to make sure the curse mark didn't do anything permanent." Mitomi doesn't wait for the silver haired man's response, she has a date with the one-tails that she doesn't want to put off any longer.
Mitomi catches Gaara just as he is about to step into Lee's room. Lee's injuries weren't as bad as they could have been… but he really shouldn't have fought Gaara. She grabs him by the back of his shirt. "You've already done enough, come on we have shit to do."
Like fix the hasty seal work she'd done previously. It wasn't her best work, but it was done quickly… so she needed to look at it.
Sand rises around her feet. Mitomi huffs. "Listen here tanuki-kun, you will lose if you try to fight me." She was friends with her bijuu and that made a whole ballgame of difference.
"You are that girl from the forest." Gaara finally speaks, the sand slowly pouring back into the gourd. Mitomi nods.
"Yes I am, now come on. We're on a tight schedule here." She pulls him through the hospital hallway, gives a two finger wave to Gai as they pass him.
She's fine, this is fine.
Mitomi better get to take a nap once this is all over.
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"You've been busy." Shikamaru points out as she flops down next to him in the grass. Today was the first day since the chunin exams started that she's had a day off and of course Naruto is off learning from their godfather. Mitomi could have gone with him but… she hadn't liked Jiraiya in her last life and she didn't feel the need to try here.
He abandoned them.
"It's been super annoying." She lays her head on his leg, maybe they could take a nap. Shikamaru makes a hmm type sound.
"Troublesome." Mitomi closes her eyes and presses her cheek into his thigh.
"Very."
Shikamaru slightly adjusts to lean back, he stares down at her. He had a lot of questions. Some he was already pretty certain of the answer too and others he didn't want to believe the answers too. Absent-mindedly he runs his hand through her crown, he notices that she doesn't flinch or try to stop him like she did with literally anyone else other than Ino when they touched her hair.
He doesn't know how they got to this point. But he won't say that he is upset by it. She trusted him. Shikamaru shakes his head, the answers ultimately won't change anything. Not when it concerns his feelings towards her.
Shikamaru doesn't know how they got to this point...but he's pretty sure he loves her.
"You're thinking too loud." She mutters, he can hear the exhaustion on her tongue. He leans all the way down and she moves to curl into his side on the grass. Shikamaru places one arm behind his head the other stays tangled in her red locks.
"Troublesome." Mitomi presses her face into his side, it tickles.
"Shhh.. Shika, we're napping." She mumbles and he shakes his head before closing his own eyes.
He doesn't have to be told twice.
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Mitomi thinks she deserves a raise, not a promotion because that would entail more work. Just a raise for all the extra shit she keeps doing to try to keep the village from you know being destroyed during Orochimaru's impending attack. Seriously she did not sign up for this shit at all.
She poured some of her chakra into the protection seal on the village gate. Mitomi frowns as she steps back, her chakra is half depleted. Careful she rubs her forehead with her arm, taking a moment to expand her senses.
Something slithering brushes across them. Mitomi growls. Pulling her sword out of its sheath. If what she thinks is happening is happening she's going to be pissed. Quickly she jumps to stand on the closets building. She expands her senses searching for a specific chakra signature.
Thick, and syrupy. Like congestion in the lungs.
When she pins it down, it's haggard and lagging. Mitomi reacts before she thinks, speeding off in the direction of her senpai. Looks like she was going to fillet a snake tonight.
A certain silver haired medic had made sure to stay far away from her, she's a little irritated that he's still breathing… But Shikaku had stated that they couldn't hunt down every possible threat she knew about until they dealt with the only confirmed problem in the village. While she appreciated their priorities, she did not appreciate the fact that she was now going to have to rid the universe of his existence herself.
She arrives through shunshin just in time for all the liable proof she needs to justify ending him. He turns to face her and doesn't dodge fast enough as Hayate stabs him with his sword. Mitomi throws poison bo shuriken that pin the medic in the shoulder he swipes at her with a kunai and nicks her arm. She growls before roughing hitting him square in the nose with the palm of her hand as she lands. He doesn't even have time to scream as his face literally explodes into chunks, covering both herself and Hayate in his disgusting body fluids.
Fuck this.
No serious just fuck this. Mitomi was absolutely done with the chunin exams. Mitomi looped Hayate's arm around her shoulder, he was bleeding, but breathing and alive and seriously that was all that currently mattered. She gave a distasteful glace down at the half exploded corpse at her feet.
Maybe she applied too much chakra to that tag… No matter what's done is done. Besides.. Yukashi Kabuto looked much better as a corpse.
"Remind me never to piss you off." Hayate coughs on his blood, she tells him to preserve his strength. Mitomi makes a clone.
"Go alert the Hokage on what has happened, and Shikaku-sama too." She orders her clone, then focuses on getting Hayate to the hospital.
It was going to be a long night.
XOXOX
In which Mitomi hates life even more, wants to nap, and fillets a snake.
Thank you for reading!
~LaRae