"Good evening Ma'am." Her doorman spoke as she stepped out to the bar.

"Any trouble tonight Sai-san?" She asked as she looked around. Her establishment was always packed, it was a good way to wash money coming in from the different mob families.

Her legal business was a large bar with a dancefloor, entertainment stage for anything ranging from DJ's to live bands. She had private booths available for those who wanted it but most of her seating was at the bar or surrounding it.

The bar itself was located opposite the stage, making the dancefloor and seating between them. The bar was one large semi-circle, the counter was made from dark wood but the bar frontage lit up, mainly to help people find it in their drunken haze. She had red leather bar stools, easy to clean. Other than the lit bar frontage, the bar was lit with several crystal layered chandeliers.

The surrounding seating was also bar stools but they were around tall circular dark wood tables. This not only saved some space, it meant that even if there weren't enough seats, people could still stand at them. This area, along with the dance floor and stage, were lit with stage lighting, allowing the opportunity to use different colour lighting depending on if and who was preforming.

The private booths were located left of the large room, opposite the bar entrance. They took up the entire wall. The booths themselves were black leather, slick, two-seater sofas. Each booth was separated by soundproofing, ensuring as much privacy as possible as well as some quiet. Each booth had two sofas, opposite each other. A slick black marble top table with golden specs on a golden frame coffee table sat between them. Once in the booth, they would have the option to pull across a black velvet, blackout curtain. Each booth was lit with simple spotlights which could be dimmed if they choose to. Yua knew that the private booths were used for questionable things, she didn't mind if she was paid and they didn't get caught. She always had the nearest booth to her office kept empty at all times for her, just in case.

"None at all." She was reassured before she made her way to the bar. She needed something strong. Something to help ease the stress of her job.

"What can I get you?" A tall tanned bartender asked her. Her noise crinkled at the smell of cigarettes. Ever since she had quit smoking, the smell of them had become unbearable.

"Zombie." She told him and turned away slightly in order to avoid the smell. The bartender handed her the cocktail rather than placing it down. They always did this for their boss, no one wanted her being spiked on their watch.

She sipped at it slowly before standing up to make her way to the dance floor. But before she could, a familiar figure stopped her. "Tobirama-san, how can I help you?" She asked sweetly as she faced him. She told them never to approach her at the bar. If they wanted her, they were meant to ask for her and she would see them in her office. It was just as much about avoiding favouritism as well as making it harder to link her to them.

"I just came to see if I was seeing correctly." He told her with a smirk as he leaned against the bar.

"Going blind in your old age?" She teased him and he chuckled.

"No, it's the first time I've seen you in a dress, and showing some skin." He pointed out. It wasn't very often Tobirama came to the bar, day or night. His brother would often come by instead. Tobirama was more into chasing up money and assets rather than spending them.

"That's what happens when you come here when I'm making an appearance." She told him. "Well, if we don't have any business, I'm going to dance." She told him before putting down her half-finished drink. The bartender quickly covered it and placed it under the bar.

Tobirama watched her walk away, watching the sway of her hips. He had known Yua since they were kids and he had never expected her to become an arms dealer. She was such a teacher's pet, always doing work and getting the highest grades. Even scoring higher on tests meant for older kids. When it came to intelligence, she could even go up against Madara at school. He wondered what really brought her into the business. He and his brother were born into it, but she came from a good family as far as he could tell. He knew she had a nanny but on one had met her parents, no one was invited back to her home. But despite this, she was always dressed in the best clothes and spoke with formality to everyone. It had been suggested that her family were very well to do and seeing as the private schools were very out of the way and often boarding schools, they chose to enlist her into a public one rather than send her away. Obviously if the parents were caught within a ten-mile radius of the school, they would have probably been ridiculed.

He watched her dance, swaying her hips to the beat. He wanted to join her, have some fun with her for once. A hand grabbed his shoulder. He looked back to see the same bartender that had served her.

"Leave her, she won't take kindly to it." He warned Tobirama.

"I've known her since she was kid, I'm sure she won't mind." Tobirama huffed and pulled his shoulder free.

"Then you should know, she doesn't mix business with pleasure. If Kakashi-san sees you, he'll have you on your ass outside." The bartender warned him once more. Tobirama paused and sighed. He would just have to watch her from a far.

"Mind if I join you?" A deep voice whispered in her ear; the stranger's hands rested on her hips. She looked back to see a rather bulky and well-built man. He was a lot taller than her with blue hair. She never stopped him as they danced.

"You're dancing with Hoshigaki Kisame, member of the Akatsuki." Kakashi's voice spoke down her ear. She gently pulled Kisame's head down to talk to him.

"What do you want Kisame?" She asked, Kisame stilled for a moment.

"How do you know my name?" He asked her with a grin, clearly thinking he had some sort of reputation that perceived him.

"It's my job to know." She told him simply.

"What is your job?" He asked her, curiously. He clearly didn't know who she was.

"You wouldn't have your piece if it wasn't for me." She told him as she pulled herself back into the gun he had tucked down his trousers.

"Is that so?" He sounded somewhat surprised. "My piece was supplied by a guy called Sato. Not by a woman in a bar." Yua rolled her eyes. She used her given last name because even the police would assume, she was a man. To be honest there wasn't many women with her profession as it was. It appeared that Kisame also thought the same. She would have to have a word with Pein about his men.

"Typical bone head." She grumbled and started to walk away. But he grabbed her arm to stop her.

"What did you call me?" His voice harsh as he glared at her. A hand grabbed Kisame's arm and pulled it to free Yua. "Senju." Kisame hissed when he saw Tobirama.

"I believe you owe Sato an apology." Tobirama stated and Kisame's eyes widened.

"I-I'm sorry." He told her and rushed out of the bar. Yua sighed and walked over to the bar. Tobirama followed her, confused by her annoyed facial expression.

"I had it under control." She told him as she reached under the bar to retrieve her drink. It was more like she had jump up on the side and lean over, despite her heels, she was a little on the shorter side.

"It didn't look like it." Tobirama stressed. It looked like Kisame was about ready to pummel her.

"Tobirama-san, you like to think you know me. But you have no idea." She snapped at him. "Thanks for ruining my fun." She added before walking towards the door which lead to her office. Tobirama followed her again, pulling her back by her arm.

"Yua, I've never understood why you chose this life; you have good grades. You could have done anything you wanted." He told her with sadness in his eyes. "Help me understand." He added. Yua pulled her arm free with more force than he hadn't expected for someone with such a small stature. He was sure she could have pulled away from Kisame with little trouble now.

"I don't have to help you understand anything. If it wasn't for your money, I would have kicked you out myself." She almost spat at him before going to her office. Sai stopped Tobirama from going any further.