Business Lunch [Achilles and Hana]

Hana had never thought too much about the layout of the city, she was use to being drunk most of the time when she walked from place to place. Between that and her ability as  Taijutsu specialist she didn’t seem to ever take to long to get herself around. The railed walkways must have been something she always over looked but she enjoyed the rustic design that was both shabby as well as affective. She walked along side the Lightning Sage till they had reached the district where their lunch meeting would take  place. Reasonably remote and quaint she enjoyed keeping away from the political side of town.

Aching her back she would walk her arms behind her back entangling her fingers with one another. Sliding her right shoulder forward and pulling her arm back with the left she allowed a loud crack to pop from the joint. She didn’t care much what the Raikage thought of her as she didn’t with the entirety of the city. She didn’t receive this position for being a lady she got it for hard work and beating out the rest. Looking to the side and partially down she peeked over to Raiki who she had a few questions for her own to ask but she would wait till the most appropriate time to begin her cross analysis on him. For now the only steps were get him and herself to the food and possibly get him liquored up if at all possible. Past evidence wagered that more information would be extracted from him that way.

She tried to keep everything proffesional but the way he was dressed complimented the curves of his muscles even under the clothes. In attempts not to stare she tried several ideas she had learned in Kiri. Counting lampposts as they walked, memorizing street names and various shops that she could use while navigating. Sadly her eyes kept fixating upon his chest. Snap out of it Hana you are suppose to coercing him with your cloths not the other way around. And besides he is actually reasonably covered up. How old is he she wondered no trying to place it. Can’t be much younger then me?
The choice he picked was of course one of the newest places in town as not even Hana recognized it and she was known for shuffle from shop to shop. As they were seated she gave a soft gentle smile to the hostess and then faced Raiki when he asked if she had questions. She had plenty but she was now looking at the menu as well. “I want to know how exactly you got your job as Raikage?” She questioned a bit inquisitively as she only knew he was Raikage from what others said, she wasn’t completely convinced he could be trusted quite yet, even if he did have a well muscular figure that most likely is wonderful to see while … No stop that.

Watching him Hana was relatively awed by him, his coat now draped across the back of his seat in a gentlemanly like fashion. His shoulders broader than most other men she had seen, was he for real? She wondered thinking that he was some perfect model citizen boy who had to play by the manners even more though she clearly had none when the first met belching and placing her feet up on anything she could reach. She had stopped looking through the menu when she realized that the Raikage had already finished his search for the meal he wanted. Having been lost staring at him she didn’t even realize that he was looking her over briefly, a piece of information she would have generally like to keep carted away in the back of her mind. She enjoyed having methods of getting people to do what she wanted.

Averting her gaze back to the menu she would sit their unsure of what to get. She wasn’t particularly cold in her outfit although some days she did admittedly despise some of the looks which villagers gave her. Of course whistling and hooting was a normal thing for her as she dressed like this to figure out which people were as the woman of Kumo would say ‘pervy peepers’. Regaining her composure while he answered she nodded a few times hearing what he had to say.  Huh they picked him for his is capabilities with Jutsu’s wonder what exactly made him so special that they would choose him over her. Knowing full well that the city wasn’t all that fond of her alcoholic tendencies. She was known for hurling various objects and people through windows when she got into a special, ‘mood.’ Fondling remembering a couple of guys who thought they would teach her a lesson.

Rule number one was never underestimate your opponent which they all failed miserable at. Two was be efficient and lastly politeness. The particular thugs she remembered were all nicely snug in their dumpster when she was done with them. Still listening in on the present she kept up and intrigued expression. “I am surprised they didn’t pick you for your winning personality. I know that was the reason I wasn’t promoted.” She smiled placing her menu down as if she actually had the time to think of what she was eating. In the end she was going to just ask for the same thing her company was having with two bottles of sake, which was quite tame for her usual appetite.

As he spoke of his intentions for the village she smiled, “A man of great intentions, I only hope that you stick to those ideals of keeping our village safe. I have seen some men who let such power go to their heads. I wouldn’t want you to become one of them.” A hint of suspicion would come through it as if she was still trying to decide what she thought of him.

Hearing him place an order for all the bowls of beef and miso ramen was the only thing she could hear while her head was face down upon the table. Also hearing him questioningly say her name. Tilting on its axle her face turned still rosy read from her own embarrassment. “Better double his order because I want the same thing.” She wanted to die right then and there from making such a fool of herself. Now everyone is going to think I am a gold digger who is trying to flirt with the Raikage so he will be me things. This is perfect. Completely forgetting that this entire dinner date was being paid for by him. She groaned a bit and said, ”Please put me out of my misery and tell me what exactly we were going to talk about again?” Her face still flush and hair tossed up all around her head would be streaming down in front of it. Wasn’t her most graceful position but then this wasn’t her finest moment.

Pulling herself up the long hair probably would have flown into his face at the angle it was coming up till she would reach it’s full arch. Leaning back in her seat the color in her cheeks would begin to wane. ”I am sorry did I miss something in all of that terrible display, last thing i heard was your order and thane saying my name?” If he wanted her to know what he thought of her this would be the moment where he would repeat himself or conceal it trying to keep the embarrassing gossip at bay. Now getting a good look at his face she raised a brow seeing that he was now as flush as she was. ”Something wrong sir?”

The hot tempered fury that was first lit by Achilles suddenly burnt out into a small candle flicker. Every word he said in defense of himself hitting hard and true to Hana’s emotions he was quite determined on explaining just how much he wasn’t trying to make a fool of her and actually continued finish the deal by adding at the end a compliment which would cause her face to light up cherry red, once again glowing through her pale silver hair. Worse yet now she felt ashamed that she would ever suspect such an honest man of such fowl play. I just accused the Raikage in public of fowl manners and he followed it up  with one of the most nicest things someone has ever said about her. Gahhhhhhhhh! Her mind yelled at her for such stupidity.

Elbows now propped against the table, Hana’s fingers began to wrap around her head lacing them in with her hair as if they were another part of the tapestry that was her hair dawned upon her head. Eyes sliding back into her skull and cherry red face she regretted not getting dead drunk before this lunch. She could only imagine the expressions the villagers were giving her now. The once relentless and strong willed Hana was defeated by a compliment a few honest words from the Raikage. Stories of his power would be sung in ballads of how he bested the fury of Hana with a phrase ‘you are beautiful.’ If she had low blood pressure she probably would have been having a bloody nose from her foolishness. Her back arched up above her head which was now being supported by  her two long arms that were only managing to keep her up because the muscles locked in place.

A good minute passed with her stunned from events that had passed leaving her emotionally scarred probably for the rest of the days to come. Finally through the silence she coughed out, “Drinks. Now!” Growing louder as her the cherry red in her cheeks would slowly fade now due to time and nothing else. She was still distraught about accusing the Raikage and was trying to come up with some manner to apologize now. Quickly the waitress would hurry back with the two bottles of sake which Hana had felt like she asked for days ago, or maybe she didn’t even ask for them at the rate she was going her mind was forgetting what she even was doing this morning. Hand grasping firmly onto the bottle she tilted back still red her head drooping over the back of the chair. Her chest now tilted up the two mounds in the place of where her head use to be and bottle of alcohol which was sticking up from behind that was firmly planted in her mouth. The liquid from the observers would be draining abnormally fast even for Hana. The drink flowing straight through her without even once swallowing.

Tilting forward she would smack the bottom of the bottle against the table. Her taijutsu training making the grab of the next one look fast to the common observer as she now was leaning back once again chugging the second without caring about the consequences of drinking two bottles that quickly. Again the second bottle would clatter beside the other firmly planted on the table. With the strength she slammed them down it was impressive the bottles didn’t shatter on impact. Although slight impressions would be visible to those who cared to pay attention.