Welcome Home! (P, OI, NK)

Aura sighs as she looks around the house. It was so...messy! Aura always had a clean space. Looking towards the Oofloos Aura would huff and tie up her long hair to try to keep it out of her way. Picking up all the dirty and bloody clothes she would toss them into a basket she had found in her room. Once the clothes had been picked up around the scattered living space she would grab the broom that would be leaning in the corner and start to sweep up all of the dust and garbage into the dust pan and dump it into the trash bin. Feeling the dust fly around, her nose would tickle and Aura draw back her eyes squinting before she would squeak out "Achoo!" in a soft but cute sneeze. Sighing she would regain her senses and continue cleaning. Once she was done with the floor she would go into the kitchen and almost whine at the ginormous pile of dirty dishes stacked in the sink.

Rolling up her hypothetical sleeves Aura would scoop out all the dishes with her hands and put them on the counter next to her before filling up the sink with soapy, warm water and begin to wash the dirty silverware and dishes. Doing this as something to do until her new land lord and I guess in a sense Room mate came home. Drifting off into thought about Shouten she would imagine his tall form looming over her from behind and whispering sweet-nothings into her ear. Shaking her head snapping out of it her mind would panic, 'Was I just thinking about him like that?!? No. I can't he's a criminal and I'm just...' She would mentally sigh her feelings getting the best of her already, 'Just bad luck...' She would slowly wash the dishes as her mind would continue to torture herself with memories and dreams of her room mate.

The door of his house creaks open, Shouten hearing the sound of running water as he walks inside, his right brow arcs as he notes the girl cleaning, a light smile forms on his face for but a moment, at least she did something around the house to earn her keep, opposed to the child he took in. Letting go of the door which was opened with the mans left hand, it moves on its own to softly click closed against the frame. Shouten makes his way across the living room, advancing towards the kitchen on the far side, the divider wall removed to add more space.

He views the girl cleaning the dishes, her form however looking distracted, he could even swear he sees a light blush upon her cheeks but he is not certain, it could always be the light.
His form now makes its way behind her, if she remains cleaning and distracted, his arms set to wrap around her waist if allowed, Shouten leaning in and placing his chin gently on her left shoulder. "Miss me?" he says with a smirk, letting the girl know he is back.

The girl couldn't hear the steps or door close because of her distraction. Upon feeling his embrace she would gasp and turn her head to the side only to meet his face that would be leaning over her shoulder. Letting her blush fade she would become pale and then let out a sigh. Realizing it is her land lord she blushes realizing the position she would be in. "I was worried you might've gotten into trouble...but, another part of me told me you would be okay." Should would speak softly. "Are you well? You aren't injured are you?" She would ask of him, Aura always being the one to show concern to all villagers even to the ones who had lashed out at her once she had tried to help. Something told Aura that Shouten wouldn't do that to her, that he wanted her here. But Aura had to make sure first.

Shouten whilst in this position shrugs lightly, thinking back to the events of Tengakure no Sato. "I'm perfectly fine, my mission however hit a speed bump but aside from that, everything worked out." Shouten says casually, turning his shaded visage towards the girl now, showing his smirk. "I take it your well? Been keeping yourself busy?" he asks, making idle conversation at this point, chuckling within his mind at her blush and how she must feel in this position with their bodies against one another, his hands against her bare stomach, fingers laced over one another, letting his finger tips softly trace her skin in small circles as they converse.

Aura would become distracted a bit by his fingers tracing her stomach. Looking at him she would show a small smile, glad that he isn't injured, and a shame that his mission wasn't a total success. She would shrug also at his question, "Meh, I haven't really left the house much, the Oofloos have kept me company, though I haven't seen the white haired boy you spoke of when you left." She rambles letting her brain talk, but then she stops thinking about her next question. Aura needed to know more about this man, or that's what she felt that she had to do. "U-Um...So...Who are you? What's your story? I-I feel like you know everything about me, but I know that that's untrue, and all I know is your name!" She blushes getting a little flustered about making contact with a male. No villager liked Aura, so this is just about the only person who has touched her so intimately besides the 'nurses' and 'aides' in the psychiatric ward.

He hears her begin to ramble, chuckling lightly 'cute' he thinks in his head. He hears her however begin to stutter into her next set of words, asking about his past, with this he slowly releases her form, making sure however his fingertips trace her bare sides as they slip off the back, teasing her a bit with his touch. He turns now, walking back to the living room, only to take a seat upon the couch, patting the space beside him beckoning for the girl to join him at his side, however he would like it much more for her to be upon his lap, but he does not wish to scare this one off. If she does join him he thinks back, wondering where to start before he begins to speak.

"Well, the farthest back I can remember was when I was but a child, I never knew my parents and simply traveled the borders of every country, it was however when I was on the border of Kirigakure and Konohagakure that I was taken in by an elderly woman, it is a shame for I was not with her long enough to even know her name." Shouten sighs, bringing himself to speak the next part.

"After a while, war started between the lands, Kirigakure took the borders where I was staying with the elder, it was in the dead of the night they came, knowing they were coming she hid me under the loose floor boards in her small shack, that was the last time I seen her face. All I remember after that is muffled voices and screams, blood dripping through the floorboards, and the flames of the shack being burned to the ground." Shouten while he tells this tale, has his voice go void of emotion, this being the first time he has told anyone of his past.

"Afterwards I traveled the nations, growing on my own, after a while I came to find refuge here in my later years, the Kage and myself seeing eye to eye on many issues, the man even helping me get my revenge on Kirigakure by helping me sink it into the oceans depths." The ending of his words are casual, the revealing that he sunk an entire village as the retribution for what happened in his youth. Shouten watching her however through his shaded visage, looking for visible signs of her feelings towards his story.

The girl would gasp and shiver as his finger tips ghost over her skin. Watching him pat the seat next to him she would go over to listen. Hearing him speak of his lack of parents would tug at her heart, her lips forming a frown. Once he speaks of the old woman and how she had saved his life by hiding him under the floor she would frown more, and then feel anger towards the men he had spoken about. "Then those men got everything they deserved." Her voice would be dark, almost mirroring his tone, but holding more story than her face and body holds. Looking at his hand she would blush and look away before moving her hand to cover his in a soft hold. As if to comfort she would mover her soft thumb over the skin of his hand. "I have lost someone important to me too, unfortunately, it wasn't to the Suna ninja...but, that's another story." She hides her face behind her white bangs that had slipped out from the hair band that holds up her whitened locks.

To his surprise, her words go with his mindset, outright retribution on an entire nation for their crimes. He feels her hand make contact with his, his eyes watching her face during the story as it is clear she is bothered by it. He hears her however speak of how she lost someone important to her, Shouten grows curious, he knew of her past before, the similarities of how they view the world is what made him offer to take her with him, what more could of happened to this poor soul. Shouten's right hand turns a bit, holding her hand in his, an effort to slightly console her. "Would you mind if I asked what happened?" He inquires, wondering if she will tell him her burdens, hopefully he can help her gain the revenge he deserves, just as Osore and Sayomi helped him claim his vengeance, he owes alot to those two, more than he will ever care to admit.

Aura would breathe in before sighing out and starting her story from the beginning. "Along long time ago, my when my dad was racking up debt. My mom and I would try to do everything to get money to survive. Soon it turned into trying to pay off the loan sharks. Pretty soon...The Casino Mafia came by..." She stops taking another deep breath trying to calm herself, her visage still hidden under her bangs. "So, my mother shoved me under the bed...and I could hear them come in and beat my mother within an inch of her life before they shoved her on the same bed I was under." She stops before using her free hand to wipe at her eyes, "A-And one of their swords went through her, and stopped about an inch away from in between my eyes. Her blood dripped down the sword." She regained her normal tone before continuing. "I went into a serious lapse of shock. I couldn't speak or stand being touched. I was put into a psychiatric ward for three years before I could at least speak with people again. Even now, I can feel myself tense when I feel someone else." She takes a deep breath again. "I didn't even get to see my mother's funeral, my father was found hanging from the casino sign a year later. Ever since then, the villagers have all gossiped and feel nothing but malice towards me. I never got my headband, until recently. The tattoos? These are from the drunk men that followed me and knocked me out and tattooed me while I was tied to a bench." Her teeth would clench to silence any sounds of grief. Her free hand would cover her eyes shielding her from any post traumatic stress disorder she might go through again.

Every last word is taken in by the man, he truly has no words to express how he feels hearing such, how similar their pasts truly are, how both of them grew up with basically nothing, the ones that tried to be there for them, slaughtered. Shouten's grip tightens a bit on her hand, he tries to hide his anger towards hearing such an act, the words that confirm everything he thought true about this world. "Then let me help you slaughter each and every one of them", the man says after a brief moment of silence. His tone has grown from emotionless, to a much colder tone, Shouten watching the girls form still through his shaded visage, noting every twitch of her body, her increased breathing, he will be the one to get rid of the girls demons, just as his friends did for him.