Daichi sexy tattoo

[Itachi]

Daichi walked past a small Tattoo parlar and paid no mind to it until a small hardly dressed woman who sat at the counter her lips resting aginst the red lolly pop. He stopped walking and turned to go into the shop drawing her eye. " How may I assist you?" she asked taking the pop from her lips. " I wanna tattoo," he said rubbing his hands together. She nodded and lead him to the back room where she told him to lay down. He did excitedly as he watched her walk around getting the supplies ready. She winked at him and walked into another room. " I will be right back" she said leaning on the rail and walked out. He smiled and made himself comfortable.

He rested his eyes and and leaned on his arms. The sound of a buzzer from the needle was brought to his attention as he thought of the woman wearing nothing but felt heavy hard hands on his lower back. He openned his eyes and looked at a HUGE man about to do this Tattoo on him. He smiled nervously and the man snorted at him.

Daichi sat uncormforatble as ever and tried not to laugh at how gay he felt right now he couldn't hold it in when the man whiped the ink from his skin and his hand ran against his bower line. The man looked at him and growled Daichi hide his face in his arms trying not to laugh again as he continued. The pain wasn't all that bad considering, plus he was to matcho to let this get to him. When the man was gone he grunted and Daichi got the hint it was time to get up. The man slapped a bandage onto the tender area and walk to the sink to wash his hand Daichi turned around to him after recovering from the slap and grinned. The huge man turned towards him " What?' he asked gruffly

Daichi lean on the wall and put his fingers to his ear and mouth like a phone " uh call me?" he said the man gre ferious and ran after Daichi who split as soon as the words left his mouth and grabbed the girl who was coming to see what the noise was and tipped her kissing her, " It just wouldn't have worked between us." he said and pulled her back up in a twisting fashion and ran out the door as the huge man started to reach for him. The woman looked at daichi and touched her lips and smiled.

[ our Daichi is a [glow=rainbow,2,300]P-I-M-P[/glow] see what happens when i get bored! huh? huh?]

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<sub>[ HAHA.

I LOVE THIS FOOL. ]</sub>

Terue and Housei Uzumaki sat in the waiting area, both with their arms folded, staring at the ceiling in their boredom. Whoever was in that room with the fat man was taking forever. The Twins weren't virgins-- when it came to tattoos, that is-- having come to this tattoo parlor since they first started getting tattoos, at the age thirteen. They had their reasons for getting them. Housei loved being a human canvas, having the fat man decorate his body with all sorts of ornate designs. Terue, simply loved the pain.

At the moment, not many of their tattoos were visible. Just beneath their right ears were the symbols of Konoha and Rain. What wasn't visible, due to clothing, was UZUMAKI, which was quite big and stretched the length of both their backs. Hidden beneath a glove on Housei's left hand was a Swastika, blended into a intertwining pair of swirls, wrapping around his wrist. On the surface of Terue's right hand, also hidden beneath a glove, was dragon, who's claws were held apart, a brilliant orange heart held between.

They were both there to get more extensive tattooing, Housei going back and forth, unable to decide whether he wanted a sleeve or not. Terue was going to get her favorite word, DATTEBAYO, tattooed somewhere. Where, she didn't really know.

What they both did know was that it was about time to get another tattoo. Their tattoos all had a story and a purpose behind them, mostly family, which was the most important thing to the troublesome duo. This time was no different, they were getting a tattoo of a spiral on their right shoulders.

Terue was beginning to wonder what was taking the fat man so long, and was about to get out of her seat when the door flug open. Out rush a tall, slender yet muscular, hell of a man, with no shirt on. She immediately sat back down, watching as he flirted with the new girl who looked like a complete idiot. She noticed his lower back was brilliant red at the moment, mostly concealed by the bandage that had been placed on top of the tattoo. The bandage was peeling back a bit and she could see the head of a woman, raising a brow to this.

Housei noted her stare, smacking her out of her stupor. 'Come on,' he hissed, 'He's not that good-looking.'

The hell he's not, she thought.

[Itachi]

[ I know I love him too!]

He spun out the door and brushed himself off and smiled ripping the bandage off and ran his fingers over the half naked mermaid and smiled like a little boy. He patted his pockets and turned pale. His eyes closed as he dragged his hand over his face and slowly turned on his heels to the shop again and ruffled the back of his head and looked around. He leaned to the left slightly and saw a back door and to it side a ladder.

He grinned and walked down the ally backwards silently clapping his hands trying to look nonchalante' and whistled as he looked up the ladder and jumped with a slight grunt and pulled himself up forcing his tone mucles to go to work. He climbed up and peered into the window and saw his prize his good ol wallet that was set to the side on a tray just below a air vent. The fat man new he would come back for it and he was waiting for his smart ass.

Daichi wrinkled his nose and closed an eye in thought and tryed to stay focused but a lovly new woman enterd the room he leaned more trying to get a better look and slipped missing the ledge of the window and fell to the trash lid and rolled to the ground. He groaned in agony as he rolled to his belly pushing himself up weakly. "damn these girls" he said limping towards the ladder again. and tried again. as he passed he closed his eyes while so he wouldn't stop and reached the roof where he pulled himself over and rolled on the ground comando style and got up dusting himself of and played it cool running his finger threw his hair and looked around and smiled sheepishly and walked over to the vent.

He looked down the j shaped vent and swallowed hard and he pulled the vent off silently and set it down as silently as possible and looked around proping himself up and slide in. He crashed intot he bottom which was near by with a thud he was hopeing the fat man didn't hear he coughed as the dust cleared and started to crawl. " I could use the front door but no I had to be an ass hole which is so unlike me to the man who did a exceltent job on my tattoo, so now here I am hello vent my name is loser there is a beautiful woman I can't meet cause I am your new friend happy?" he asked it creeked and it stopped moving as he looked down he was just above the fat man and closed his eyes saying his prayers.

He openned them and saw a rat and scrunched his nose and hissed as quitely as possible trying to scare it away. it didn't just propped its self up. Daichi went to show it away with his hand but found out... he was stuck/ he laid his head on the metle and looked at the rat again who moved towards him. "No no" he whisperd angerly blowing at it as it stopped, resting its paw on a rusted bolt. " No way," he said smiling at the rat. " i will give you a bag of crackers if you just go away, please, please, please" he cooed silently as possible. The rat looked at him and sqeaked and leaned slightly on teh bolt. Daichi looked at it and sighed resting his head on the metal again. " Furkack" he breathed dust blowing from his mouth.

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The vent caved under the weight of his overly-musclar body, he crashing into the room where the twins were changing. Terue had just finished removing her shirt, gazing at him with a brow risen. She didn't seem overly affected by his pressence, even though that wonderful, and lacey, push-up bra of her's practically put her large rack on a platter for him. She rolled her eyes and removed her glove. She tossed it into the locker with her shirt, Housei also tossing his belongings in as well.

They both headed out, their backs turned towards him, both reading UZUMAKI is large, curling letters.

They'd decided upon their tattoos at last.

[Itachi]

Daichi groaned and coughed the dust from his mouth and watched as she left and whipped the blood that stung down his nose as he sighed and looked up at the mouse that raised on its hind legs like it was laughing. He threw a small chunk of vent at him and forgot that gravity was still in effect and sighed as the vent piece came back down. The door opened revealing the behemoth of a man loomed with his arms crossed and a lopsided grin on his tattooed face. " I just came back for my wallet?" he asked the man raised a brow his grin turned to what Daichi thought a sinister smile as he set a tool box on the ground and pointed to the vent. Daichi sighed and stood up dusting himself off while the man flapped his wallet and stuffed it into his pocket and walked out to do the twins tattoos.
15mins later...
He lifted the pieces to the vent and tightened the bolt with the screw driver. Stepping off small step ladder he picked up the last piece and went threw the steps again his face utterly pissed that the f**king rat did that to him and sighed
' my luck though....'
He grabbed a broom and started to sweep the dust off the floor something he didn't even do on his own to begin with but decided to do the best he could lest he fear for his life.

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The twins entered the room once again, excited chatter filling he once silent room. They hardly noticed Diachi, what with him working on the vents.

'I LIKE it Housei,' Terue said for the billionth time, commenting on his newly tattooed sleeve. She flicked it, he glaring at her, snatching up his shirt. 'SO, THAT'S how you want to play?' she questioned, whisking her's into her hands as well. They both stood in an en guard pose, wielding wound up shirts.

'Bring it, wench,' Housei taunted, lashing his shirt out against Terue's newly tattooed arm. She hissed, feeling a sting resound throughout the already sore area. She snapped her's at him, rushing forwad and swinging a locker door out in front of her. Housei growled, stepping back before jumping on top of the row of lockers. His eyes fell upon Daichi, he mentioning slyly, 'Look who's still here...'

Terue, naturally, turned to look, feeling the stinging slice down her back, where she had another tattoo done that day. 'That was low,' she yelled, outraged by Housei's antics. Housei merely chuckled micheviously.

Terue rolled her eyes, turnig to Daichi, 'I see you're repaying your debt...'

[Itachi]

He turned his baby blue eyes towards her almost pitifuly and nodded his head soberly and tossed the broom against the wall where is gently came to a rest after a series of spins. " But I went threw the trouble so one such as yourself wouldn't have to change in the ruble of my past mistakes." he said grabbing her hand and his fingers grazing over the tattoo on her hand and smiled. "Depts have no effect of me fixing this would be only for the comfort of you," he said grinning. He looked up at housei who was stareing at him and stepped away from her. " And of coarse for the comfort of you too I suppose though I don't like to do things for guys...."

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She hurriedly drew her hand away, pretending the tattoo was still sore and that he'd just caused her some sort of pain. Which was entirely possible--it was slightly painful for her to play her tough girl role and not aknowlege her interest in Daichi. After all those baby blue eyes were terribly, terribly...

She rose a brow, turning her thoughts over to the subject at hand, which she wasn't entirely sure of. 'You did what now?'

Housei chuckled. 'Naughty things.' He giggled this time.

[Itachi]

(( I can't belive you actualy posted I just happened to stop by here and see that... you are superub!))
Daichi looked at Terue who had the look of sheer confusion and intrest all in the same had it not been for the huge man who wanted to kill daichi and her brother she might have taken her right then and there lavishing her good looks on what little clothing she still had on and sighed as his thoughts turned away from her and back to housei and the fat man who tossed his wallet in his direction, which he caught rather simply. He stuffed it into his back pocket touching the flesh on his tattoo momentaryly then offered the hand to Terue. "Daichi."