Thunder rumbled in the distance accompanied by flashes of lightning that ripped the sky in twain. Rain fell in near thunderous streams, never ending torrents of water like an eternal waterfall. Night had already fallen and darkness swallowed the world with no moon or stars to light the way. The only shelter for miles in the rocky crags and mountainous peaks was a single cave that looked big enough for a small family of bears to live in. Two figures lay asleep on the caves cold rocky floor, shinobi of Yumagakure, ANBU on one of many missions. A particularly bright flash of lightning lit the cave up and a loud crack of thunder quickly followed, Natsuhi Kururugi whimpered in her sleep, sweat beaded on her face. The slight figure of the young shinobi curled tightly around herself, the woolen blanket covering her, tightly wrapped around her body. She awoke with a start as another flash of lightning ripped the sky, the throws of her nightmare clutching her insides in its dark tendrils. Natsuhi sat up and pulled her knees into her chest resting her chin on the bony joints, she stole a glance at her companion, Kuroi Muramasa. He looked so peaceful sleeping on the cold ground, his usual troubles not apparent on his pale skin. She reached down and brushed a lock of feathery, dark mahogany hair from his eyes hoping not to wake him up but he did and he growled, grabbing a kunai from his pocket, pinning the young shinobi the kunai at her throat. Normally he would have killed first and asked later but this time, his killer instincts didn't take over, as they should have.
"K-kuroi." She breathed. "I-I'm sorry."
Kuroi deftly flipped the kunai around in his hand and shoved it back into his pocket, reaching back down to the pinned Natsuhi. He silently slid his hands down under her head and back and shifted her onto his lap. Natsuhi's vibrant emerald eyes were wide and full of fear, the nightmare still gripping her enough that Kuroi frightened her. His expression softened and he slid his hand from the back of her head through her knotted ruby tresses to her face where he placed a single finger to her face to silence her. She tried to talk but he silenced her with a soft "Shhhhhh" gently shifting her so that she sat more comfortably in his lap with her head pressed against his chest.
"I know you've had a nightmare Natsuh." Kuroi spoke softly, his voice barely above a whisper. She nodded slowly against him, a light flush gracing her cheeks. He closed his dark chocolate eyes gently rocking the two of them knowing that the grip of terror still held Natsuhi firm in its grasp. Natsuhi in turn also closed her eyes, paying heed only to the solidity of Kuroi's body and the dull even thuds of his heartbeat. She almost instantly relaxed, his warm scent filling her nostrils, cinnamon and cloves. He started gently stroking her hair, a calm aura surrounding them both.
Natsuhi sighed softly in contentment and wrapped her arms around Kuroi feeling immensely better than she did before. Her mind began to wander from the terrors the nightmare had her gripped in to the person who held her on his lap. Kuroi was her most dear friend in the world outside of Kakashi and a few others; she knew that she had fallen in love with him and there was no way she would let him leave her life. As Kuroi tightened his grip on her waist, she knew that this was the time to say something about it, unfortunately her mouth dried up and her tounge seemed to stick to the roof of her mouth. Thankfully Kuroi started to talk instead.
"Natsuh, can I ask you something?"
"Hmmmm?" She managed to say, somewhat sleepily.
"What would you do if I kissed you?"
Natsuhi froze, kissed her? Was he really saying what she thought he did? Her heart began racing, a bright red blush formed on her cheeks, and her eyes opened, her head tilting up so her eyes met with Kuroi's smouldering gaze. She almost didn't reply, her words catching in her throat; her eyes glimmered with so many unspoken emotions.
"I-I u-uhhhhhhhh..." Kuroi didn't wait for Natsuhi to finish speaking before he softly cupped her cheek, bringing her face to his own and pressed his warm lips softly against hers. She didn't know what to do at first except blink but a second later realized what was happening and kissed him back. Her grip tightened around him and Kuroi responded by pulling her closer to him, tightening his own grasp on her. As the kiss deepened, Natsuhi's heart began to flutter and she felt almost lightheaded, her mind reeling. Just about three seconds later, Kuroi broke the kiss, grinning sheepishly at her with a blush of his own tingeing his cheeks. It took a few seconds before either of them could speak, their eyes locked in a smouldering gaze; finally Natsuhi spoke up.
"That's what I would do. " Her formerly sleep-laden voice quietly sounded in the noise of the storm, her voice barely above a whisper. Before he could get anything else in, Natsuhi leaned forward pressing her lips to his in another kiss, passions unbridled and free to do as they pleased. Kuroi hummed in appreciation and repositioned Natsuhi so that she straddled him, his hands reaching up to tangle themselves in her cherry tresses. She tilted her head to the side and pressed herself closer to him, her breasts flattening against his solid chest. Kuroi hummed again, smiling into the kiss a bit before nipping at her lower lip tenderly causing Natsuhi to gasp softly and her lips to part. As her lips parted, Kuroi deftly delved his tounge into her mouth, coiling it around her own. He tasted her sweetness and it was every bit as sweet as he imagined. Their mouths moved against one another, they could feel each other's passions, their suppressed feelings finally showing to each other.
Natsuhi pressed ever closer to him and gave off a low hum from the back of her throat, feminine and deep. She hungrily drank in everything he had to offer, holding his gaze just as he held hers. Their tounges continued to dance in a passionate tango, their bodies heating rapidly. Kuroi broke the kiss to trail a string of kisses down her jawline to her neck where he dragged his teeth down her flesh causing her to shiver in pleasure. He trailed his lips down to the crook of her neck and softly bit down on the exposed flesh, moaning her name out. More shivers ran up her spine and electricity sparked through her body, she felt lit up like a live wire and her fingers dug into the hard plane of his back.
"K-Kuroi!" She moaned back, his gentle nibbling's turning her on oh so much. He chuckled getting the response he wanted and bit down harder on her flesh, his tounge circling the area with small, darting strokes. His left hand trailed from her back down to the supple mounds of her breasts and cupped one lightly while his other hand trailed down the length of her body to her hip where he softly caressed it through the fabric of her clothing. Natsuhi felt fire coursing through her veins; he knew what to do to make her melt and it seemed that, that was his goal. She slumped into him, pressing herself as close into his hand as possible, her eyes finally slinking shut to the sensations. Natsuhi buried her head in the crook of his neck to stifle a particularly loud moan, her hips rocking into his of their own accord. Kuroi groaned and roughly squeezed her breast in return, whispering in her ear.
