Hachiro's motive vs a powerful decision

by Yourfriendlyfangirl

Various Konohagakure Shinobi find themselves sent on a mission, that involves saving a simple girl, Hikari, from Yukigakure. She was kidnapped to suit the needs of a Kirigakure Shinobi named Hachiro, with a dangerous plan that will start the new war if carried out. Can these ninja save the girl and stop the destruction this Hachiro seeks? Or will their efforts prove too late?

19. Eighteen : Take a walk with Miku!

Chapter eighteen

Hachiro had let Miku take the rest of the day off. She hadn't really wanted to give up the last few hours of her time with him, but he had been pretty insistent, and when he looked down at her with those stunning eyes of his, she felt compelled to do what he asked. That included leaving.

Currently, she was roaming Kirigakure, searching for beauty but finding nothing even remotely aesthetically pleasing. That could have been because she was searching for loveliness in all of the wrong places—she was walking at night in a raining town after all—but she was still minimally disappointed.

Miku adored beauty, she lived for it truthfully, pleasantry to the eye, was most definitely one of the most important things in her life. To see buildings with uneven bricks, peeling paint, unattractive people flooding the streets, primarily middle aged men with naughty intentions, and the mess of the world around her that the rain made, was really horrible for Miku. There seemed to be no escape from ugly.

Carlos, an average man himself had called her superficial for her thoughts, but she ceased to care about whatever names he gave her. He was a man with a mind that was too open for his own good, and a relaxed philosophy on life that was the most obvious piece of evidence he hadn't yet grown up. He was welcoming towards people Miku would certainly never give her time of day to, and friends with losers, because of that he was nothing short of trash, at least to her.

Miku had stripped off her vest at work, and she'd left it sitting on her desk. Now she walked the world outside of uniform, wearing big black heels, and a navy blue skirt, short enough to show how long and slim her legs were, that was tightened with a thick black belt and paired with a button-up shirt of the same colour. Miku thought she looked great, she always did, and because she thought so, she made it her priority to act proud of her looks as well. She did this because, well, in the real world, who was ever attracted to the timid girl with low self esteem and a frown always on her face?

She didn't really know what she was planing to do tonight. She had wanted to go back home to her little apartment and stay in for the night, but she was outside, looking good, and feeling the wind in her hair. She decided to change her mind, and maybe visit the local inn where adults drank and flirted, and teenagers indulged on adult products behind their parents back.

The inn was the place where she let herself go. Miku usually went there to relax, or to find a man to love for the night. Although she was in love with Hachiro, and wanted him to want her the way she did him, she was a young woman with needs. And one of her needs was to be loved, even if only for a set of hours. Even if with men she didn't know, or men older than her by years. She wanted affection, and she would get it, even if the only reason she received any notice was the influence of alcohol and desperation. So with memories in the back of her mind, and the want of a man's touch burning, she set off to fill her desires.