The Fumiko Brothel

[Naruto Uzumaki]

[Hisoka]

Hisoka sighed in content and set her glass on the counter, her cheeks flushed pink due to the liquor she had been ingesting for the last past half hour. She wasn't drunk, no, she hated the idea of being in such a state where she couldn't claim complete responsibility for her actions. If she was going to be an idiot, she'd rather be one by choice instead of blunder. That didn't mean that she was completely uneffected by the alcohol though. With the drink set aside, Hisoka lifted the cigarette placed between her fingers to her lips and took a drag, the smoke filtering out through her nostrils.

One of the attendants, a woman dressed surprisingly appropriately, passed her table, a tray in hand, pausing upon noticing the empty glass and picked it up. "Want me to get you another, darling?" Hisoka liked this woman. She was tall and slender, a beautiful blonde with looks that could strike any man -or woman- dead, yet despite her beauty and charisma, she was about the only one in this place that hadn't made a pass at her.

Casually making a shooing motion with her hand, Hisoka shook her head, "Naw, I'm just fine. This fried octopus is AMAZING, by the way. Never figured a joint like this would have such great stuff!" While the brothel catered to the physical needs of those who saught it, there was also a section set aside for eating, drinking, and smoking, all of which the light-haired girl enjoyed. Turning her head to look beside her, Hisoka smirked as she gazed at her student. "How you holding up?" She asked, her lips quirked in a smirk. She knew her student was probably feeling a little out of his element, but this was all part of her plan to get the boy out of his shell.

[Tenshi Shinsetsu]

...the smoke produced by the cigarette caused the smaller, much younger boy to cough uncontrollably for a moment before hearing the words of his Sensei reaching his ears over the loud, annoying patrons of this Brothel. Everywhere the young Genin looked the people that caught his eyes were those that he would not find himself typically being around. Though Hisoka had insisted and stated that this would be a good part of his training though there was no-way this could help him be stronger in any way.

There was one man and woman chatting away at their table. The man, quite large and had rose colored cheeks, was obviously drunk and getting quite grabby at the much younger woman. This kind of place just produced scum and why Hisoka would ever want to come to this kind of spot in the first place confused Tenshi. But, seeing as Hisoka was his Sensei, there was no questioning her, so here he sat with a glass of water sitting before him.

Hearing the words again and realized he had not answered he turned his head towards the girl and nodded, showing her he was holding up just fine. "I am doing fine."

[Esa Anukuchi]

Esa stood outside the brothel for a moment, staring at the building in disgust. She didn't despise places like this- she despised the men who wasted their time and money violating women. If she could, she'd go in their and kill every last one of the vermin. It wasn't her place to do so, though, and she wouldn't waste her energy one them in any way.
The only reason the tall blonde was here was because she received word from the only person left in her clan that she trusted. He was in town and he wanted to meet with Esa in a place no one would think to look for them. This sure did make the top of that list, so with a sigh, the female made her way into the brothel, her eyes never landing on a single person in the place. The only person she bothered to look at was the hostess near the entrance who, upon seeing the kunoichi, leaned on her podium in a flirtatious way and smiled at her.
"Hey there. Welcome to The Fumiko Brothel. What can we do for you today, beautiful?" The pepper said as her dark eyes ran over the female's curves. Esa continued on giving her a hard stare, her voice low as she spoke.
"I'm supposed to be meeting someone here. They should have reserved a room under the name Shijiro." It was a name they used when the rare moment came for the clan-mates to meet. It wasn't smart to use the Anukuchi name and blow their cover.
The hostess leaned her chin on her hand as she gushed over Esa. "Aww, forbidden love, isn't it? You're meeting up with the man you love, but- let me guess- he's already married? His family doesn't approve? Or is it your family?"
Esa's green eyes narrowed slightly. "Something like that."
The girl giggled and looked down at the books. A frown molded on to her round face. "I'm sorry, sweetie, but there isn't a Shijiro booked. Could it be under another name? Maybe he used a fake name or something."
That is the fake name, you twit. Esa thought to herself. She sighed. "Try Anukuchi, though I don't see why it'd be under that."
The girl shook her head again. "No Anukuchi, either. Maybe he forgot to book the room. If you'd like you can take a seat and we'll make you feel right at home as you wait."
Esa almost said no- she wanted to get out of that place as soon as possible, but this was her only chance to meet with her connection. "Alright. Just make sure it's not near any of your perverse male costumers. They don't really give me a homey feeling."
The girl giggled again and stepped out from behind the podium. "Right this way."
The blonde followed the female through the crowd of pedos and pervs and sat her next to a female and a young boy. For a moment, Esa wondered what in God's name someone so young was doing in a place like this, but that wasn't her business, just as the reasons why she was there wasn't theirs. A blonde made her way to the table and asked Esa if she wanted anything. She didn't want to bother with making a decision, but she didn't want to look out of place by sitting alone and not doing anything.
Glancing over at the female and young boy's table, she gestured with her head in their direction. "I'll take whatever she's having."
The blonde nodded her head. "I'll be right back, sweatheart." And with that, Esa was alone.

[Hisoka]

Perking up when she heard a new voice coming not too far from where the two were sat, Hisoka raised her head from her dish -having been eating fervently and very unladylike. The grey-haired teenager turned her orange eyes towards the blond woman who motioned towards Tenshi and herself. Taking a drink of the water the waitress had handed her, Hisoka slightly stumbled to her feet, moving closer to the woman. Normally even Hisoka wouldn't have been this forward, but, well, she was a smidgen intoxicated at the moment.

Leaning against the bar counter top, Hisoka gave the woman a slanted smile, "You come here for the food as well?"

[Tenshi Shinsetsu]

Tenshi was almost embarrassed by the way that Hisoka was acting however did nothing, nor said anything, about her attitude and behavior knowing it could create some sort of backlash. So instead his little white-haired head bowed quietly while it attempted to escape the fog of cigar smoke and the smell of strong alcohol. Oh how he wished he could just escape from it all, wishing he could step away from the terrible brothel and continue his training with his Sensei. Why in the hell did they have to make a stop here of all places? Taking another sip of his water, he remained silent in the corner as Hisoka and this new stranger were beginning to converse with one another. It would take all his willpower not to blush at the sight of every female in this damned place, seeing as they were here based on their beauty to begin with.

((He he...I know its small but what the hell does Tenshi have to do in a brothel? Besides, you know...sex. :l))