Chapter three
"Woohoo! Yeah this is the life!" Karin giggled. Ayame just sat there awkwardly sipped her first drink while Karin was already on her fourth.
"Gosh this woman has a drinking problem." She thought to herself. All the servants were now hanging around the tables. Some were socializing with each other while others were busy getting drunk or trying to enjoy their food. Ayame, who opted to just enjoy her wine, was sitting crossed legged at a small table surrounded by the blond woman and several other servants who were casually chatting with each other. They had said hello and a few other words to her but for the most part she was ignored by all of them except Karin who kept trying to get her to take a shot of who knows what kind of alcoholic beverage. The Tsuchikage had moved down from the balcony and was sitting in the gazebo next to his fiery red headed assistant. He was once again fully cloaked and just sat there looking downward while listening to saiko chat up a storm. Ayame observed them for a while and she guessed from how much he was reacting and the amount of wine she had drank, it looked like he was not really having fun.
"Oh come on and lighten up a bit would you?" Saiko sighed. "I understand with covering your mouth while you eat but at least take off that cloak for a bit. You're never going to be happy if you continue to mop around like this."
"Saiko you know very well I don't like being around this many people at once. In case you may have forgotten I have my sanity to protect." He said lifting his head up an inch to meet her eyes. Saiko could see the seriousness in them and she fully understood his reasoning.
"Look these people are part of the village you're supposed to be protecting. They all worship and respect you as a leader and nobody would dare judge you in a bad way and expect to live through it. The accident with the hozuki clan is over and you're only making things worse for yourself if you continue to hide yourself from the world. Ma-"
"Alright enough with the lecture!"
"Sorry…I forget you don't like to talk about that…"
"Really now?
"Hey why are you in such a bad mood?"
"Preach at me again and I kill you."
"Yeah yeah you and your little threats again." She said jeeringly, but shut up when he shot her a warning look.
"Saiko go away."
"Keh gladly." She sneered and stormed off leaving him there. She snatched a glass of wine from one of the servants and plopped down in a seat right next to ayame. There was a long moment of silence as she watched her sip her drink out of the corner of her eye. Finally she decided to break the silence.
"So...what's the deal with you two? Do you guys…like dislike each other or something?" she asked casually.
"Pfff nope. He's just in a bad mood because I dragged him down here. The funny thing is that he would much rather be cooped up in that office of his doing paper work or forcing me to do it for him."
"Sounds like a love-hate relation you two got there. Kind of funny considering you're his assistant." She chuckled.
"Ha! He won't admit it but he could be a clan or village leader without my help. Considering the fact that the Okuma clan is such a prominent clan it's a pain to deal with all the requests and letters we get from the feudal lords and others clans." Okuma Clan? If they were so prominent how come she never heard of them?
"So…Um…is particle style the Kekkei Genkai of your clan?"
"….No….Are you new to the village?" She asked raising an eyebrow, "Because anyone who's been here since its founding would know particle style is a Kekkei Touta and Muu-Sama is the 2nd person in history to have it"
"Oh…Yeah….Well I'm sort of new. I don't have a lot of knowledge about him." She said looking down at her hands awkwardly. She didn't look up but she felt the red heads eyes on her.
"What's your name kiddo?" Saiko asked setting down her wine glass.
"Izumi."
"Well Izumi-Chan. It's very nice to meet you. How old are you? You look a little young to be drinking wine."
"I'm 22. I just had a birthday" She saw saiko make a face as if she didn't believe what she said.
"You don't look 22, I thought you were 15."
'What a bitch' Ayame thought to herself making a slight face at her.
Ha-ha you're almost the same age as Muu-Sama! I know, you're probably thinking he doesn't look 23 and nobody can tell his real age because he's covered bandages. Right?" exactly, she couldn't have said it anything clearer.
"Ha-ha right. Anyway-" Ayame was about to ask more questions about him but she didn't have a chance as a loud blood curdling scream filled the air around them.
I know. Short Chapter but i did this on purpose because i am going to upload what happens next.
Spoiler: Someone opens the bathroom door. ;)