The Return of a Demon

Thu Feb 02, 2023 6:12 am

Months... It had been months since Aurora had been awake last, her weak and feeble body made that more than apparent, when Aurora had finally made her way to her home, the dust had collected layers upon layers.. yet everything remained untouched, her family must have continued to foot the bill for rent as she remained in the hospital... Though, she figured that they probably had no idea she was even in the hospital... As she changed out of her clothes, showered, brushed her hair, while avoiding all the mirrors in her house, not wanting to look at the long locs of white hair... Or the pure white orbs that replaced her once beautiful eyes... Aurora was different... She felt different, both physically and mentally.

As she quickly changed into a Lolita styled fairy type dress, the pure white color with crystals along the bodice of the dress, sparkled in the light of the sun, her fingers tracing the garment as she pulled it down over her body, the underskirt ruffled and twisted as she managed to pull it right, fixing the fabric that would lay over it, allowing the garment to puff out at the bottom, moving her hands back up towards the strings that she would quickly tighten, the silky fabric melting in her grip as she tightened the frontal corset as much as she could before moving along the dresser to pull out a sheer set of stalkings, pulling them up along her legs, the thin fabric clinging tightly to her body as she continued to move down the line of things for her to put on, Aurora usually never dressed like this, at least... Not unless it was some kind of special occasion, but in this case it was... She was awake.. She was alive. A miracle. Had it not been for being found when she was, she would have died in the graveyard... But she didn’t.

Her fingers danced along different jewellery, before she finally opted for a single silver necklace, that would dangle against her ebony skin, a single diamond laid at the bottom of the necklace, a diamond, that Aurora hadn’t realized at the time, matched the color of her eyes and hair, as the sun would hit it and cause the room to sparkle.

She had heard whispers on her way home, whispers that someone she had met... Someone who made her feel... Strange things... Had moved in his position of the village, though she couldn’t quite be sure of it, she was aware that he had left the village, and she wasn’t sure when he would be back, but she wanted to prepare something for him, as she moved along her cubboards in the kitchen, she realized that she would need to quickly make a stop at the supermarket, and acquire several items... of course she could have gone to shops and boughten each time by itself and put them together, but she had always felt that homemade treats were the best.

As she sighed softly, grabbing an off white coat that reached below the dress she had put on, wrapping around her body as she tightened the buckle, she would head out, to the shop to acquire strawberries, silken soft tofu, strawberry powder, strawberries, matcha powder, bamboo skewers, heavy cream, milk, eggs, oil, butter, red bean paste and a few other items, that she had either low or had been completely out off, including several different types of meats, two large bags of rice, all things that once were bought, were placed within a small pocket dimension to make moving them across the village of Konohagakure back to her apartment, far more easier.

Once home and ‘unloaded’, Aurora would begin, rising the strawberries, forming the dough, preparing the strawberry mochi with ease, after getting rid of the strawberries that weren’t good for use, being rotten or to soft, Aurora made a total of 18 perfectly wrapped mochi cakes. Her next step was making the hanami dango, normally made during festivals, Aurora thought this occasion a festival of its own, she had heard that he had decided to not celebrate his status, or hold any formal taking of the flame ceremony. Which made more then enough sense for the demon... But Aurora, she didn’t see him that way... She saw a man. A man who cared, as that was more than apparent with his daughter...

She also knew, that his daughter would love to get her hands on sweet treats, what child wouldn’t after all?

The Dango was easy enough to make, the three ingredients blended together with ease, boiling them, and placing them into the cold water, only to skewer them later was a breeze for the Yamaguchi.

The next step, the actual meals... Aurora had dabbled with attempting to make shapes out of rice before, and the rice was finally ready for her to begin to mold, the sweet sticky rice folding softly in her hands as she began her mission, each step being carried out with the utmost accuracy as she did.

Riakkuma Rice Balls, Onigiri both in the shapes of bears, lions, pandas, others with simple little faces on them, a beef curry with a rich and savoury smell, that she hoped matched in taste. As well as making a simple Okonomiyaki, just in case the curry was to much for either of them...

Once Aurora was finished, she would quickly package and pack all the things she had made away into a basket, covering it up and holding it tightly against her as she made her way to the Hokage’s chambers. She wanted to leave it there... She wanted to give him a surprise, as she wanted to make sure that he knew she was back, but also that she hadn’t forgotten about their interaction between each other.

Aurora hadn’t been in side of the Hokage’s Chambers before, let along ever entering the same building that housed it, Aurora had taken on very few missions in her time, any missions that were taken, had been taken by her grandfather and given to her... Her interaction with the village was very minimal... And it felt almost entirely wrong for her to be there, as she entered the building, and told the receptionist where she needed to go, and was nearly not given access... But she was saved by the person who had saved her, and she was allowed to bring in the basket, with the warning to not touch anything within his chambers... A simple nod and she was on her way.

Aurora found herself standing outside of the door, nervous pulsing across her body as she reached her hand out for the knob, unsure how to proceed.. She could leave the basket by the door, and walk away... There was a note inside of it... hopefully he’d see it and not end up stepping on it... Her mind raced as she finally decided to open the door to his chambers, the room still, her eyes scanned the area, it was empty... Quite... He wasn’t back yet, and that was fine.

She quickly moved along the room towards the large desk, her eyes scanning the paperwork left scattered on the table as she placed the basket on the ground, her finger tips moving along the pieces of paper, quickly organizing it as she placed each one in a respective pile, her mind working quick to create a system that would make sense to anyone and not disrupt anything that he had been doing.

A sigh, softly escaping her lips as she finished, grabbing the basket off the floor as she began to pull out pieces that she created, enough to nearly feed an army... Her skills were good, but she certainly made a lot... Never could be sure if a stranger would need some too... That's how the servants had taught her anyway, always being prepared for more mouths.

“Hopefully they like it...” She whispered, closing her eyes for a moment before she turned around, moving towards the large span of windows that allowed the Hokage’s Chambers to overlook the village... It was quite the sight to see.. The beautiful village of Konohagakure... The moving pieces along it... The village seemed peaceful.

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Thu Feb 02, 2023 10:13 am

“It is quite the sight to take in, is it not?”

The Demon, The Terrible One, Conqueror of Nations, Bleeder of Wealths, Plague to Humankind, The embodiment of Evil, Hokage of the Hidden Leaf, Aokidanza Senju returned instantaneously without sound from Tanbogakure. To his right, Yachiru. Manifesting into the chambers in the opposite end of the desk, where he placed a flying thunder god seal upon his first visit of the village. Ishimaru was swift in his trusting of the Senju, granting him access to the village secrets. But he was a brother to the Demon now, and Aokidanza takes care of those he consider family. This now went for the village, and his children of the village, the shinobi.

The demon was clad in a masterful suit of armor crafted by Ooetsu, Konoha’s Forge Master and Aokidanza’s surrogate son. The armor, royal blue in color and glossed with black that reveals itself in light. The armor resembled something that a demon lord would sport.

Upon returning to the office, he spoke to Aurora noticing the air about her. The crimson eyes and three tomoes triangulating the pupils as black scleras hugged them close. The chakra that cling to her form, expelled from her being looked ever so…dreadful that it was sweet to his senses. He could recognize that aura from a country away.

It was then that the smell; the scent of deliciousness reached his nostrils. His eyes would following the trail to see the basket set for him. Yachiru also noticed this, she would smile gently as she glanced over the Kage and then the Yamaguchi.

“Endearing, I will leave you two to it. I’ll fetch Takara, I am sure she will be happy to learn that you’ve returned. Excuse me.”

The Anbu bowed before making her way out of the room. Closing the door behind her. The Demon would step closer to the basket, taking it upon himself to peak within to see what he could find, what he could recognize. Yet with all those goodies, his attention was continually grasped by her.

“How have you been, Aurora? It’s been quite some time since we last shared a space. You look…breathtaking, as usual.”

He smiled softly. Aurora wasn’t like most people that he had the pleasure of meeting. No, from the start she was unique, she stood out. It was like poetry, dark poetry, how they met within a graveyard. Takara immediately took a liking to her, as she took equally to Takara. That was probably the moment that Aokidanza felt something odd, something strange within himself that he couldn’t even fathom. Such a feeling seemed strange to him, someone like him wasn’t accustomed to such luxury, nor did he plan to ever be. Yet this woman, she fascinates him, she’s a mystery that alludes him each time he gets closer to solving it.

The eyes of the Kage would then trial to the desk, noting that the scattered papers were organized and stacked neatly in a categorized fashion. He knew it was her that did this. It could only be her. He wasn’t upset, he was okay with it. Usually the Demon would have reacted unpleasantly when his things were touched, but here he stood completely calm and content. Aurora…who was she? She was more than a Yamaguchi woman, she was so much more. Who was she…to Aokidanza?

The Terrible One would await for her to respond to him. Eager, was he eager to see her face, to be blessed by her pearlescent eyes and soft and silky voice. The mere thought made the hairs on the back of his neck rise. His eyes widen slightly as his brows raised from realizing such was happening. This was new to him, this as uncomfortable and satisfying to him. There was a twist that formed into a knot within his very gut as he anticipated her words, her expression, he subtle body ticks, her optic behaviors. He was interested in seeing it all, her.

TWC: 666

AP: 1908/1908
Sharingan: -10 AP
Natural Berserker: +10 AP

Tue Feb 14, 2023 11:30 pm

Time, a funny suggestion in a complex ideal of motion, a never ending, always moving and turning function of reality. Aurora knew that she had nearly meant her end time... Yet, as the seconds past that she stood and stared, fates hands wove around that golden string attached to her, working in its own mysterious ways... The voice hit her first, the deep, guttural sound of his voice box working against his throat to produce sound, ‘It is quite the sight to take in, is it not?’, the question, simple... The response wasn’t. Aurora had played this moment inside of her head a hundred times, waiting, processing, pondering on how she would speak to him... She hadn’t anticipated it being this soon... But this is what she got for lingering when she shouldn’t been... A secondary voice, a woman... No, not just any woman, she knew this voice... A voice all but familiar in its own... Yachiru, she had met the woman once... Before the incident... It was blurry, but the woman reeked of death... Decay. Comforting, to Aurora... perhaps not to others.

Aurora found herself moving her arms up to hug herself almost, not nearly as tight as she wanted too, her weakness all but still apparent... She was weak, weak that she was attacked... Weak that she couldn’t defend herself... Weak that she spent so long stuck in a hospital, unable to wake up or move without the help of her ancestors... She was weak and pitiful. She was nothing like Yachiru... Yachiru was strong, beautiful, graceful... She wouldn’t have ever had her throat cut in a graveyard, unaware of her surroundings... She would have fought... Of course she would have fought...

Aurora didn’t... Aurora couldn’t have... Because she didn’t even see it coming... The woman could feel the tips of her nails beginning to dig into the soft flesh of her arms... The pain a reminder that was still real... That she was in fact there. Her mind, however, lost in thoughts of gander; yet the sound of his voice would ring through her ears once more, grounding her quickly, enough that the woman would turn just enough to be able to see him out of the corner of her eye... She was embarrassed, her body shivered from the piercing gaze of his eyes... His words, calling her breath taking... Aurora had once thought of herself as that... But now?

She was different... Her eyes... Whitened by her dance with death, as was her hair... The scar laid upon her neck, from side to side, the skin still pinkish and tender from the healing process... Aurora still had a long way to go... She needed time, but time wasn’t something that shinobi had... She was a fighter, and she would fight through the process, she would come out on top, because she had to.

“I woke up... Some time ago... It’s been... An adjustment.” She would reply, her eyes only glancing him carefully as she continued her stance her fingertips digging even deeper. “Breathtaking...” She murmured a small snort followed by it, she didn’t think she was... But it was a compliment never the less, “Thank you, Lord Hokage...” She finally turned to look at him completely... The demon of Konohagakure... The newest Hokage, her attachment to the man before her made no sense, anyone else in her position would be terrified of this man, and his capabilities... Anyone else would turn heel and go the other way, yet something about him, the way his lips moved, the way his hair framed his face... The way he stood, the structure of his body, the quirks and movements, ever as subtle, she noticed it all, the silly grin on his face, that no one barely ever seen, but the one she seen when Takara had first meant her at the graveyard... All these little things that made the man standing before her... less demonic. Less evil... And more human than anyone perhaps, could ever see... He was something else... Something different, and she wanted nothing more than to explore it.

Part of her wished to embrace him, yet she knew how improper that would be, they had only ever encountered each other a few times, including this encounter now... her time in the hospital was blank, had he seen her? Had Takara come to see her? She couldn’t remember... She never recalled hearing any voices besides her ancestors... Could she?

“I’ve... Prepared some special treats, I had planned to leave them here until your return... But it appears your back even sooner than they had anticipated... I hope all went well, my lord.” She bowed her head, as she moved away from his seat and the window, no longer wanting to stop him from being able to take his rightful seat, she didn’t belong behind the desk anyway... It wasn’t something that could ever be considered proper.

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Thu Feb 16, 2023 10:12 am

Steps were taken as Aurora was lost in a haze of her own thinking from the time she turned to face the Demon. Her body spoke to the perception of the Sharingan, allowing the Hokage to understand what she was feeling despite not being able to read her mind. The scarring around her neck was displeasing for him, he didn’t understand it. Or rather he didn’t want to… Perhaps it was unwise of him to leave her side that day at the graveyard, or perhaps he should have continued overlooking her from the shadows. It was what he had Yachiru doing from time to time and then Ooetsu. But that came to a end, upon hearing of her dance with death Aokidanza implemented a sensory and communication core that would track all bodies within the village and outside of it up to 2km from the gate. He will know where every native of this country was at all times. He will know whenever something was going to take place or is in occurrence. He will not allow himself to lose something so…so dear to him.

His left hand rise, extended to the back of her head, pressing it close to his chest as his chin hovered a few feet above her head. He would embrace her, he smelt of exotic florals and citrus. The expression he wore was stern, his mind was twisting as he thought of what he would do when he find the one responsible. He will destroy them, their friend, their family, their country and they very impact on the world he will erase it all to an atomized level and even then he will find away to eradicate that. Matter could never be fully erased, but what matter to him was that he will be the first to do it.

Soft, gentle strokes of his hand to her hair. He wanted to let her know that he was there for her. He will remain there for her.

“You need not speak a word, Aurora. Only listen. I will find the one responsible for harming you. And I will destroy them like only I, The God of Destruction can. Konoha is under my protection, and so it will use my wrath to achieve its place amongst the other villages. I am not a man of sentiment, never aimed to be and perhaps never will be. But I am a being of chaos and destruction towards those that seek to do harm to those closest to me. You have my word, I will find them and I will make an example out of them.”

The sight the he was speaking off earlier…it was her. Not the view of the village, but her. His chakra began to ebb from his being like ooze as it wrapped him in this suffocating black and purple hue. Animations of demonic silhouettes and figures made appearances from the toxic chakra that twirled about him. His chakra was boiling and evident to this the glass from the windows began to crack, spiderwebbing as the floor tile split and did the same from underneath his feet as the desk splintered in parts.

He would rest his chin upon the crown of her head. Breathing in her scent of death, intoxicating to someone like him, but there were other hints of sweet fragrances that he enjoyed from her. The scarlet orbs known as the Sharingan deactivated as the two toned golden eyes returned as they are hugged by black scleras.

What would he have done if he had loss her? What would have come of this village? Luckily he was not a man that placed blame where it did not belong, he knew it was his fault. He took full responsibility for allowing his village to be unguarded. It is also the reason for why he will do everything in his power to deal with the one responsible for the act.

Aware that his embrace would have cut her off from speaking what she intended to. He did not care. He wanted to let her know that she was safe now. The work done on her neck was recognizable…Takara was the one that did it. She was gifted. It usually takes a few sessions to get to this point of healing but it only took one for Takara to speed up the recovery. She learned from the best after all. She was appointed as apprentice of the hospital within Konoha. Aokidanza wished to give her his thanks when she arrives.

“I will be departing again, soon. A summit was called, all Kage are requested to show. I expect that this is not news to you, but I still wanted to tell you myself…”

He whistled at a pitch only a dog could hear. Placing a Flying Thunder God seal on the back of her neck as small as descriptively possible which then worms it’s way to the back of her hair concealing perfectly. He would be able to get to her at a moments notice anywhere that she might be. He will protect her just as he would protect his family.

“Aurora…I am not a man to be trusted. I tend to do harsh things to those that place their faith in me. I come from an era that shined no light of shivering or love. Only blood shed and despair. It is all that I know, all that I lived for. And yet…here I am, unbeknownst to myself subconsciously shining my light over you. What does that mean?”

WC: 923
TWC: 1,589

AP: 1871/1908
Sharingan: -10 AP
Natural Berserker: +10 AP

Flying Thunder God (Placement): 37 AP

Mon Mar 27, 2023 10:42 am

The Demon received a mental message that would require his presence. He would then depart the office. Trusting Aurora to be safe in his absence.

Exit

Will make claims later.