updated/deleted: Sorry I slept over for two weeks and made my sister put this chapter out. She messed up
"See don't you feel better now?" Sambaso watched him drop the guy on the ground before him, like a cat giving his master a mouse. Touching, wasn't it?
He was feeling his neck of any evidence of the leash. Nothing. Just his skin. An illusion? He was certain there was something there before he left.
"Well we're done for today. Let's go home. Got to reward you for your first lesson," grabbing the body.
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Sasuke watched in hunger as Sambaso filled up a bowl with rice. He was starving; his stomach wasn't going to try lie, and thought it was all worth it if he could have that one bowl of rice.
Sambaso held up the bowl in one hand while he searched for something in the fridge, "I don't know what we could have with this." Oh the pain, Sasuke didn't care for any side dishes! There's always soy sauce!
I know, how about some eggs?" talking to himself and pushing the door close with his foot, with five eggs in his hand. "Hmm, I should start planning what to eat too, then." A pan already out, setting the eggs down, turning up the heat, cracked each egg, and dumped some sausages in the pan as well.
By the time he was done preparing, Sasuke was salivating from the smell. Sambaso set the bowl and the plate down in front of him and finally the chopsticks. Sasuke picked up the chopsticks and was right about to dig in until he looked up, waiting.
Through the open smile you could see the huge smile, "Ah now you see! Yes, go ahead and eat!" slapping his back. Sasuke finished his bowl and shot out his arm for another refill. His request was fulfilled, he hunched over staring at his bowl as if about to breathe it in, if he wasn't himself he would cry but let the steam burn his eyes from doing so.
"And affection. This is my affection towards you," filling up the bowl for the fourth time. "Have some more, clean up, and you're done for the day. I've got unfinished business to do."
Mouth-filled Sasuke watched him walk out pulling out his ponytail and…loosening his mask? Yep, and continued watching the gloved hand pull the mask DOWN and turn the corner. This guy had a face after all, gulping down his eggs, might be an easier challenge to find out what he looks like than Kakashi.
The idea of chasing after his real face was immature yes when all he could do was ask. But he wouldn't, trying this game with Kakashi; I'd think he learned his lesson. Sasuke finished the four cups of rice and five scrambled eggs and washed up. The thought of escaping popped in his mind while brushing his teeth but that quickly passed, with the hint of a noose around his neck, he didn't think he'd get far.
There was nothing else to do being stuffed and tired but think of his new foster parent. Like what he did on his spare time. What is his problem? (Cause you know how everyone in Konoha has problems) How his childhood was like? Age? Real name? And etc.
On the usual weekday night, what would he be doing? Thinking of finishing moves to kill Itachi, Naruto, Gaara, Kakashi, the usual oppositions. Ways on getting stronger without Orochimaru's help. So why couldn't he think about any of those things now? Hell if I knew.
One thing was for sure, there was something about Sambaso that put him off. He was too tired to get out of bed and fell asleep on this.
…Third Morning
Five am. Wake up. Five o two, get out of bed. Ten second stretching, a minute to change his clothes, and two seconds to grab his towel on the way out. Finishing his bathroom duties, he opened his bedroom door, tossing the towel on his bed, and closed it.
He stopped at the sight before him; there was a woman in the kitchen and it appeared to him with her back to him facing the stove, that she was making breakfast. 'This must be Sambaso's unfinished business then,' Sasuke thought sitting down at the table watching her.
Her back profile: about the height of Sambaso, wearing yellow shorts and a blue tee barefooted, and her dark blue hair reached her shoulders in a loose tie.
When she turned around, her face was no beauty, just average. She must have had some good qualities to overlook that besides the toned body. Her eyes settled on him, "Looks like it's going to be a sunny day yeah?"
Dumping the pans contents onto a plate, she skidded the plate in front of him.
"You're curious…about me. Ask whatever you're thinking," smiling down at him seeing how this'll be interesting.
Pulled out a chair and leaned her head on her knee she put up. She studied his face carefully; pushing the syrup bottle towards him for his pancakes. Sasuke stared back.
Sasuke had nothing to lose so he did, "What's you name?"
"Quilin Eimi, just call me Eimi."
He leaned back and started to knife his pancakes, "What is your relation to him?" Casually said.
"Him?"
"Sambaso."
"The gardener, just water his plants whenever he's out," shrugging.
"How old is he?"
"Twenty five, he's pretty young. Ah to be young and carefree," smiling.
"His real name?"
"Ah finally getting to the main question," looking at him with a lifted eyebrow, "Maybe I shouldn't tell you," thinking about it and rubbing her chin.
He shrugged, it didn't really matter, "Does he ever take off that mask?"
"Off days like today he should be."
Still, "What does he look like?" realizing there were no pictures around.
Eimi showed her teeth, "You're looking at it."
Now it was his turn to lift a brow, "…Twins."
"You can call it that if you want," lifting her hand up, Sambaso's mask appeared to drop in her hand and lifted it to her face, "But I'll just say shadow clone jutsu."
Her voice sounded exactly like his. "You're him."
"Or he's me and I must really resemble a man in my uniform. A name is but a word associated to a face," pulling the mask halfway down to show her purple eyes, "This is a secret you must keep. A direct order."
Still not believing it being single handedly whipped by a woman. "Our first meeting?"
"On a roof where you ran into my hand and basically choked yourself while I pushed you on the floor. And then one foot on your wrist and the other on your neck."
"Which are you?" he wished he never started asking questions.
"Whichever makes you feel more comfortable with. Doesn't matter, I'm not wasting a whole lot of chakra, and I'm still going to treat you the same."
"The real one then."
Nodding Eimi, "Okay then. Done? Wait outside then while I get dressed."
Sasuke had forgotten to ask about the silver lining around his neck whenever he disobeyed.
S/He changed into a black long sleeved turtle neck and slacks, with some orange shades on her eyes. You couldn't really tell if s/he were really a wo/man.
"And what about that jutsu the first morning?" he asked.
"That jutsu is quite simple to do, though I'm not going to show you how it's done," and then whispered, "You might do something stupid like teenagers and sex or drugs, you know."
It looked like there weren't going to be doing much today, which was good because he was still kind of sore and worn out from the first two days. So Eimi opened up to him, I guess that gives some reason to be more cordial and open back to her.
"What was the point of dressing like a guy?"
They were walking and talking, "There are a few women in squads, sadly most go in the medical field, it just so happened my first anbu team was all men and dense as they want to be finally figured my gender on the fifth mission."
She chuckled, "Hurt my pride for a few seconds till I just thought it better to be a man in their eyes. A simple henge no jutsu, I joked about my gender, and fell for it. Well Mutt got it quickly but kept his mouth shut."
They were at a bookstore now, Eimi opening the door for him, "Why am I telling you my life history to you anyway?...hmm I forgot. I'll tell you later if I remember."